Hellllloooo? Anybody out there? Thanks to those who reviewed, another short chapter here but it will hopefully be quite sad.

Warning of strong language in more than one instance.

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Chapter Thirty Six #Never Surrender #

Cody Jennings pressed his gun up against his head, trying to think.

"You bastard dickhead pervert!" he yelled at the man in front of him.

James O'Shea cowered into the wall, his hands tied together behind his back. "Wh-wh-who are you?"

"You stole my little girl, you bastard, and then you try to kidnap another little girl. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I-I-I- never-"

"Save. It." Jennings growled.

"What do you want from me? How did you-"

"Raise you from the dead?" Jennings mocked. "Next time you try to fake your own death, watch the dosage you poison yourself with. You overdid it."

O'Shea opened his mouth. "How-"

"Did I know? A mutual friend of ours let me know when you asked him for the drugs."

"Colin?"

"My brother."

O'Shea's eyes widened. "Fu…"

"You disgust me." Jennings spat. "I want to know where you buried my daughter!"

"I don't-"

"I will blow your head off, I swear to god!"

"Alright, alright!" O'Shea bowed his head. How could he possibly have known…

"Where is she?" Jennings roared.

"Buried in the backyard of my old house." He admitted hollowly.

Jennings let out a scream of rage and grief. He smashed his fist into O'Shea's face, and the other man screamed.

"I tried not to!" he screeched. "I tried to stop myself, I couldn't help it!"

Jennings roared once more, smashing his fist into O'Shea's stomach. "You sonofabitch, you killed her!"

"No, no, I didn't!" he wailed. "She…she…I was going to bring her back… I was…she just…she didn't like peanuts!"

Jennings' nostrils flared.

"She was allergic!"

O'Shea trembled where he sat whilst Jennings' bellowed.

"Where was your old house?" Jennings whispered.

"2365 Pearl Avenue." He gasped, breathless. "But a cop lives there now!"

"Which cop?" Jennings whispered dangerously.

"Nicholas Stokes."

Jennings' recoiled. "So that's why you went after his daughter…"

"When I saw him and his daughter at the scene of the pageant woman, the first pageant woman I realised he was a cop and I'd sold him the house directly so I recognised him but he didn't recognise me and so I-"

"Thought you'd take her too? You thought you'd kill Kristina Stokes too?"

"No, no!" he cried. "I just wanted to get one up on Stokes, I mean I scoped him out he had a dog, he might have discovered her and I just wanted to make him move so-"

"You thought that you'd take his daughter!"

"I've tried to stop myself, I was going to take care of her!"

"You were going to rape her!"

"No…"

"Admit it you motherfucker, you were going to rape her like you raped my baby!" he shouted, starting to sob.

O'Shea just shivered.

"You said that you watched the Stokes'. Scoped them out. Will anyone be home now?"

"I don't think so!"

"Get your stupid ass up, we're going for a ride."

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"I never thought I'd see you on one of these tables, Doc." David sighed heavily, sadly.

"I'm not dead, David." Doc replied angrily. "I'm fine. Now let me sit up."

"Are you sure that's-"

"A good idea?" Robbins asked Russell. "I'm fine, I'm just angry that I let another body be stolen."

"Another?" Russell frowned.

"About four or five years ago."

"And you couldn't do anything about it then, either." David insisted. "You should stay lying down until the paramedics get here."

"I am fine. I got pistol whipped, the worst thing about it is that I'm pissed off. Sorry." He added as an afterthought.

"Can you give us a description?"

"It was Cody Jennings, Russell. Trust me."

The doors to autopsy opened and Morgan rushed in. "Doc, you okay?"

"Yep. I'm good. Any sign of Jennings?"

Morgan sighed, shaking her head. "Everyone's on is. Well, everyone apart from Nick. He picked Kristy up from Grissom and Sara's, took her home."

"Okay, that's good. Kid needs some sleep." Russell nodded.

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"Daddy?" Kristy yawned, leaning on her father's shoulder as he carried her into the house.

"Yeah?"

"Can we go Disneyworld soon? You pomised I could see Punzel."

"I know I did. We can go as soon as I can get the time off work, okay?"

"Okay…" Kristy sighed.

"Jeez, I really need to pee."

Kristy giggled as her dad set her down and half danced to the toilet.

"Sam!" she called. "Saaaam!"

When the dog didn't come, Kristy frowned. He always came. A whining and barking came from the room upstairs.

She clambered up the stairs and opened the door to her bedroom. "Sam!" she smiled.

The dog growled and barked and Kristy's eyes widened.

"Sam?"

The dog brushed past her and raced to the back door, barking viscously. Kristy climbed onto her bed and peered out the window and her eyes widened.

"Daddy! Daddy! She screamed. "Daddy da man's here in da garden dere's men in da garden!"

She heard a door slam open and something smashed against the door of the downstairs bathroom.

"KRISTY!" Nick's cries were muffled and Kristy began to scream. "¡Llame ahora Russell, Kristy, dile que es una emergencia!"

Kristy's eyes widened and she scrambled under her bed, snatching the emergency phone her dad had left under her bed.

She pressed the number one and waited anxiously for the phone to pick up.

"This is Russell?"

"Russell da man's here, da man's-" Kristy glanced over her shoulder as the man burst into the door. He grabbed Kristy's feet and dragged her out.

She screamed. "Russell help me, help me! Ayuda me, Russell ayuda me, por favor!"

The man picked her up, but it wasn't the same man as the man in the park.

"Lemme go!" she sobbed, begged.

"It's okay, honey." The man said gruffly, stepping on the phone and stamping on it.

She screamed as her carried her down stairs and Sam barked, grabbing the man's sleeve. The man grunted but then kicked the dog into the next bedroom, slamming the door shut.

"DADDY!"

"KRISTY!" Nick roared from the bathroom, and the man carrying her flinched.

"Mr Stokes!" the man shouted. "My name is Cody Jennings."

There was a sudden silence, followed by the almost inaudible sound of Nick sliding down a wall.

"Don't…" Nick's begs were quieter.

"I am not going to hurt your daughter, Mr Stokes."

"Daddy!" she sobbed.

The man carried her into the garden and Kristy started to scream when she saw the man from the park.

The man stared at her almost hungrily and she started sobbing.

"Don't you dare look at her! DIG!" the man holding her yelled, putting Kristy down on the trampoline that had arrived only yesterday. "Look at me. Kristy, right?"

She kicked at him but he gently put his hands on her shoulders. "I don't want to hurt your family, Kristy, it's okay. But this man used to live in this house and he buried something very precious to me. We're just going to take it and go, and I promise, I won't hurt you or your daddy, not even Sam. Now I'm going to take you to your daddy, alright? Please don't kick me."

"Pomise?" she whispered, and he nodded.

"I'm so sorry about this, Kristy." He said sincerely, a look of pain on his face he carried her to the bathroom door which was wedged shut with a chair.

"Mr Stokes? I have Kristy here but I can't let you out just yet. I want to talk."

"About what?" Nick's voice shook.

"Put these in your ears, sweetie." He instructed Kristy, handing her iPod headphones and playing the song he used to sing to his girls so she would'nt hear more than she had to. "Mr Stokes, I've killed a lot of people. Evil, evil people. And I'm sorry that I did, but I had to. I had to stop the pain those girls go through. You think I'm mad, hell, I think I'm made. And I'm sorry I'm here…but that…motherfucking bastard buried my little girl in your backyard and I'm here to collect her. I'm sorry I killed those women, I'm sorry that little girl had to see it…but they're safe now. When I have my Penny's body I'll turn myself in, and that bastard O'Shea as well."

By the end of his confession, Jennings was sobbing. Kristy looked at him and took the headphones out of her ears. She couldn't help it.

"What's wrong?"

"My little girls are dead." He sobbed, hugging her for a brief moment. "You be good for your daddy okay, he loves you very much."

"I'm not going in!" a new voice snarled, and Kristy screamed as the man from the park ran down the hall with the shovel raised above his head.

"KRISTINA!" Nick screamed.

Jennings turned and ripped open the bathroom door, throwing Kristy in and slamming it shut again.

Nick grabbed Kristy and held her close.

"Daddy!" she squeaked, burying her head into his chest. Sirens sounded outside and he stroked her hair, listening in horror to the crashes of the fight that was tearing around his kitchen.

Jennings threw punches back at O'Shea, but his gun had fallen to the bottom of the stairs when the dog bit him.

He never wanted to hurt anyone.

O'Shea grabbed the gun and the door burst open, cops pointing guns everywhere.

"Drop the weapon!" they roared as one body, and Jennings was frozen in time.

"You're going down, O'Shea!" he called.

"And I'll see that little girl in the afterlife!" the paedophile spat, twisting and firing four shots at the bathroom door. Jennings stepped in the way of the bullets as the cops took O'Shea down.

As James O'Shea took his last breath, his bullets released the blood and pain from Cody Jennings body.

A father held his crying daughter, shaking but strong.

A dog whined and barked from the upstairs bedroom.

And in the garden, sunlight fell on the bones of an eight year old girl for the first time in eight years, forming a small halo around her pure white skull.

This chapter is names after the Skillet song Never Surrender. Give it a listen and it may explain why I thought it fit.