Chapter 37

Jordan was really cold, her baby was moving inside of her and it was clear it was not happy at how cold Jordan was. She was still tied to the chair and being pregnant, this wasn't a comfortable position to be in. The chair was a hard wooden chair, and that was what scared her the most, they were willing to allow her to sit in the wooden chair and be in pain, who knew what they would do if something went wrong with her labor. What would happen to her if she started bleeding out or the baby got stuck? They would allow her and the baby to die, something inside of her told her that. They would throw her body and the body of her child away if they had to and just pretend that nothing ever happened. They were so cold, so unfeeling and that was what bothered her, she had known them for a while now and they had never been like that around her or to anyone near her.

"I am going to figure something out baby, I promise that mommy is going to do everything she can to protect you little one." Jordan said, her voice shaking and she heard the baby moving and the baby started kicking, hard. "Please little one, I understand you are hungry and probably thirsty but baby mommy can't do anything right now, so please stop kicking mommy so hard little one." She murmured to her belly, hoping her child would hear her.

"Isn't this cute? Are we talking to ourselves now?" The woman sneered as she walked into the basement. Jordan didn't recognize her which meant they had more people involved then just the three she had seen when she first came to.

"I was trying to calm my child down, my baby is kicking me hard. They are hungry and thirsty." Jordan said softly. "If you are selling my child don't you need a healthy baby?" Jordan asked, hoping she could use that card to at least get fed and get something to drink, so her baby would be all right.

"Yes, that's true." The woman said after thinking about it. "Do you know what you're having yet?"

"No, I was going for that appointment in a little bit. I guess now I won't know until I give birth down here. This place isn't exactly sterile, the baby or I could catch something, will you at least move me upstairs when I go into labor, to protect the baby at least?" Jordan asked, wanting to do whatever she could for her child. She knew when she went into labor there was nothing she could do to try and escape, so she might have to fake going into labor early, maybe a little too early, and then she could use her talent to fight them off, but she would need to make sure that no one that could harm her was here. Who knows, maybe they might call out a doctor and she could get the doctor to help her, to get her out of here?

Jeff was walking back and forth as he looked all around him and noticed his friends and family looking at him with concern. His father had flown out the minute he heard what had happened. Jeff could see the concern on Matt's face. His wife was missing and she was carrying their unborn child inside of her. Someone had kidnapped her and he didn't know why they did it. He had gotten no ransom demand, because he would pay everything in his bank account, he would give up his homes, he would give up everything he owned for his wife and unborn child's safe return.

"We will find her son." His father said as he clapped Jeff on the back, a gesture of reassurance.

"I hope so dad, and I hope it's before she goes into labor. I don't want her to go through giving birth alone and what if they attempt to take the baby away from her, what if this is about the baby? We would never see our baby again." Jeff said, voicing his fears aloud.

The FBI had gotten involved and had told them all the statistics of what happened to a pregnant woman that was kidnapped. Sometimes a woman was kept alive only long enough to give birth or to get the baby as close to full term as possible before the child would be cut from the womb and the mother murdered. More and more pregnant women were being kidnapped and murdered, their children ripped from their bellies and sold or kept by the very people who kidnapped the women. There were a lot of baby selling rings out there that did anything and everything to get their hands on newborn infants, no matter what. If they thought the child would be good looking, because of what the parents looked like, then that child was worth even more.

"The agent in charge of the case said that he has seen twelve pregnant women disappear in the last six months. He believes that they lure the women in by someone pretending they are expecting themselves and they go to different places a pregnant woman would go, and they get close to them, learn what they could about them and gain their trust before they strike. Jordan went to a working expectant mothers group just a few days before she disappeared, the agents think someone in that group could have been involved." Jeff said softly. "I should have gone with her, then I might be able to tell them what different people look like and I might be able to look at the security tapes and point out the people from that group that might have appeared in this hotel, but I didn't go and I don't know who was there and who might have taken my wife and baby." Jeff said as he slammed his fist into the wall, ignoring the pain shooting through his whole arm as he did that.

"Jeff, hurting yourself won't solve this, we need to figure this out. Could her family be involved?" Matt asked his younger brother.

"Nope. Cops looked there first but Shawn has a full and secure alibi and their parents do too, they were at a court ordered therapy session to explore why they did what they did to me and Jordan." Jeff said shaking his head. "I hope she is okay, please I can't lose her and our baby now. I won't survive it Matt, if I lose Jordan and our child, then I don't want to live Matt, I won't be able to live without them." Jeff murmured softly as tears fell from his eyes and he collapsed to the ground, his head banging back against the wall.