Hush little Sister 26

"These DNA prints are acient," Jennifer grumbled, rising, "but how? He's so tricky..." She sighed loudly and set down the machine, racking her brain for possible solutions.

"Of course he's tricky," Kendall scoffed, "he's a sick man."

"Most boy's don't talk of their father's this way," she commented, tired of his rudeness toward her.

"Yeah, well most ladies aren't all bitter. single and deadbeats," he fired back, and both of them went silent after that, stony silenced toward each other.

"I give up," she sighed, "I'll have to get samples another way." She proceeded to try and scan the couch.

The blonde rolled his eyes and stormed into the living room, flopping back on a big chair. He worried sick about Kaite, and he was almost positive that Carson had her. If he did anything to her...No. If he DID he have her...

He hand closed around his pocket knife as he stepped out of the apartment.

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Kaite watched with frightened eyes as Carson did something in the kitchen. Her moment of bravery was over, and she was still counting her lucky stars he hadn't killed her and Jo. Instead he'd grabbed Jo back and put the two in the room, throwing in a boc of toys. He told them he'd be back to get them for supper and until then they should have fun, but niether of them had touched the box, much less the toys inside. Instead they'd cried until they'd fallen asleep, and now they were waiting outside the kitchen at the dining room table.

"What's he doing in there?" she whispered to the blonde.

"I don't know," she wrung her hands, obviously afraid, "I am so scared."

"Me, too," she whispered, looking at her hands in her lap. Suddenly, there was a piece of pizza on her plate, cheese with stuffed crust.

"Diner," he spoke, sitting across from the two, "is served." Both girls just stared at the pizza, not moving anything but their eyes.

"What did you do to it?" the eleven year old mumbled.

"Nothing bad," he promised, "I promise." He showed them crooked teeth, and the blonde decided that it'd be wise to eat it.

Slowly, she lifted it to her mouth and nibbled on the end. She was fighting not recoil as she ate it, and her eyes moved to Katie. The five year old whimpered when she understood, lifting it off the plate as well. It was declious, but both of them barely tasted it through the fear. Suddenly, the youngest threw hers, and it hit Carson dead in the face. Both of them stared, horrified, as he unpeeled it, face now saucy and twisted. Suddenly, he laughed a little and held it to her.

"You've got good aim," his anger was covered in sugar-coat, and the brunette bit her lower lip, not knowing whether or not to believe it. Suddenly, she was in his lap, and he was trying to feed her.

The curly-haired girl dropped her slice and almost threw up. This couldn't be real, this couldn't be happening. It was almost as if he was trying to be nice. But he was scary, and she knew what he'd done to Kendall and Katie, considering she'd told her. And now this? This had to be some sort of evil, crazy plot to kill them all.

"May I be excused?" her voice was barely above a whisper, but he nodded and went back to feeding his daughter.

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"Hey," Carlos' voice almost scared Kendall out of his skin, "wait up, dude!" The sort of leader turned around to see his three best friends rushing up to him.

"What are you guys doing here?" he demanded, ducking into an alley so they could talk and not get trampled by the many people of the streets. He'd made it just outside of Hollywood in hopes of finding them there, and he'd planned on going solo.

"We care about her too," Logan reminded when they finally reached him, "we're going with you."

"No," he didn't want them to do the mission he had to do.

"We stick together, we're a team," James responded, "and we're going with you no matter what. It's time for us to save my Katie Kat."

"Your? Whatever," Kendall scoffed, "the answer is no."

"We don't care," Carlos stuck out his tongue.

"We're not going away," Logan told him stubborny, but even though he said it boldly, he slunk against Carlos.

"We all love her and are going to protect her," James stuck out his hand, "now are willing to do this the easy way or the hard way?"

"Hard way," he mumbled, storming off. But even so he turned around about ten yards past and called, "You guys coming?"