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The police searched an area where they had gotten a tip about Gianna but of course they found nothing. They spent at least an hour searching the area with their dogs but they stumbled on nothing. Everything was as it should have been and there was no Gianna. They were disappointed because all they wanted to do was find Gianna and get her home safely to her family. They were stuck at square 1 after that search because they had no information except for the info Randy provided them with. They had no idea where she could be or what happened to her. It was frustrating for them. They had no leads, no evidence and the suspect they did have was just a description given to them from Randy and John. There were many blue eyed and blonde haired women in Kansas. It could have been anyone. With that little information they weren't sure how successful it would be. When they got back to the station the detective called Randy.
Randy had just finished feeding Olivia a bottle when his cell phone rang. He answered immediately when he saw that it was the detective. "Did you find her? Please tell me that you found her," he said.
"I'm sorry, Randy, it was a false tip. We searched the entire area and we found nothing. I don't' know, Randy we're trying to do our best here but we're stuck in the same place as when we began. We have no leads, evidence and the suspect we have is only a simple description. There are tons of blonde hair and blue eyed women in Kansas. Is there anything you remember about her? Like a scar or anything?"
"No," said Randy. "I don't. So are you trying to tell me that this is hopeless and we could never get Gianna back?"
"I'm not saying that. I'm just saying to move forward we need more information. Without that information we can't get anywhere."
"So basically you're telling me that you can't help me," said Randy. He was growing upset. He just wanted them to find Gianna. That was all that he wanted.
"WE are helping you we just want to do more but we can't unless we have more information."
"And I gave you all the information I could. She came in took my child and left. I got a description what more did you want me to do? Ask her to strip down so I could examine her body for scars?"
"No," he said. "Look, we're trying to find her father so we can bring him in for questioning."
"Bring him in for questioning? He shot Kim and I know he's behind the whole kidnapping too."
"Unless Kim tells us herself that he shot her we can't go by that."
"Well, Kim can't talk because of what that asshole did to her."
"Sir, we're going to do our best. I promise."
"Don't make promises you can't keep," said Randy as he hung up the phone on him.
"Randy," said John. "I think that you need to relax."
"Relax? My daughter is out there with some woman or someone else doing god knows what to her and you tell me to relax when the police can't even do anything about it because they don't have enough information. How the hell do you expect me to relax?" Randy was really upset with the lack of help he was getting from the police. He thought they could have done a better job at trying to find Gianna.
"Randy, I know it's a tough situation but you have got to calm down. You can't let this upset you. I know that you love Gianna and you're worried about her but you have to believe that she is safe. I believe that she's safe and before you know it they will find her. It will take one fuck up from the people that have her before she is found."
"Whatever," said Randy. "You don't know."
"You're right. I don't know but I'm being positive about it because I know they will find her soon. It isn't going to help being upset."
"John, do you know what kind of hell my life is? My fiance is in the hospital. She can't speak, she can't walk, she can't do anything and our child is missing. NO one knows anything and no one can find her. My life is hell and you want me to be positive? You want me not to get upset? Try living my life and see if you stay positive."
"Randy, I know you're going through hell. I know I see it but you have got to calm down. I'm telling you getting upset isn't going to change anything."
Randy took John's words to heart and thought about it. John was right he could get as upset as he wanted to but that wasn't going to change the circumstances. Kim would still be in the condition she was in and Gianna would still be missing. His anger wasn't going to change any of that so it was foolish for him to get upset. He was just frustrated with everything he was dealing with which is understandable. It is a lot for one man to take. "You're right," said Randy. "You're absolutely right. Being angry isn't going to change anything. I'm just so frustrated. You know?"
"I know and I think now that Olivia is asleep and you don't have to be back at the hospital till tomorrow morning that you should go get some rest. Go sleep this off. You need some rest."
"Thanks," said Randy. "I am so tired."
"I know," said John. "Go get some sleep. I will clean up everything and I will take care of Olivia for tonight. Go get some rest."
"Thanks, John. You're a good friend."
"This is what friends are for. You would do the same for me if I was in this position. Best friends help each other out."
"Yeah," said Randy with a smile, "they do. I owe you so much for all the help you've given me."
"Don't worry about it. It's not about keeping score. It's about being there when your friend needs you most," he said. "Now go get some sleep!"
"Goodnight," said Randy as he headed upstairs to go to bed. He wasted no time as he got into bed. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He fell asleep not knowing what he was going to wake up to. He never thought about the next day and what it would bring because right now he was living one day at a time. He had no time to plan the future. He had done that and his plans fell through now it was time to take it one day at a time. That was all he could handle was one day at a time.
That night when most of the town was asleep the police were still out doing their job. They were patrolling the streets to make them safe for the citizens. A police car sat on the side of the highway waiting to catch someone speeding since there was no serious crime occurring that night. The officers in the car sat watching the cars go by and around 3:45 in the morning a car came speeding passed them. It had to have been going about 80 in a 65 zone. "Let's get' em," said the driver of the police car. He turned on his siren and chased down the car. The car sped faster as the police trailed them. The officer picked up speed as the driver of the car had. The police officer was right on him as he kept going. Back up officers came in to help them catch the car. At a point there were at least 5 police cars trailing this one small car. The police were growing frustrated as the driver kept going. The car was not going to slow down as it raced along the highway passing the wooded area surrounding it. The chase continued on for about 45 minutes before the car slammed into a guard rail. The officers got out of their cars to get the driver. They pulled their guns as a man got out of the passenger's side and ran off into the woods. A young officer approached the smashed vehicle. As he got to the vehicle he could see the woman driving the vehicle was hurt. She lay with her head on the steering will, blood streaming from her head and her eyes closed. "Ma'am are you all right?" he asked as he opened the door slowly but she did not answer. "We need a bus," he said into the walkie talkie. The woman was very much unconscious but he heard a noise that sounded like a baby crying. He looked into the car further and saw the child seat in the back with a child screaming at the top of her lungs. "Someone come here quick!" he yelled.
He tried to get into the back seat to get the crying child but he couldn't get there. The door wouldn't open so he had to get help. Another officer ran over and said, "what's going on?"
"There's a child in the backseat. I can't get to her," he said, "but look at her. Doesn't she look like the Miller girl that's missing?"
The other officer looked and said, "that's her. That's the child we've been looking for. Get her out of there," he said. "Break the glass."
"What if it flies over into her eyes?"
"We need to get her out before something happens to this car. Break the glass," he said again.
"All right," said the officer as he broke the glass as carefully as he could so none flew into the child's face. He unlocked the door once he had broken the window and was able to open the door. He crawled across the backseat and took the child out of the carseat. She continued to cry as the officer got her out. "You're okay. We're going to get you back to your mommy and daddy. It's okay," he said as he got out of the car with her as the ambulance was arriving. He checked over her and she seemed fine but they took her to the hospital along with the female driver of the car to have her checked out. He called his boss immediately to tell him that they found the missing child safe and sound.
At the hospital they checked over the child and all her injuries were not from the accident. They were there from days prior. She seemed to have gone through a little bit of hell in her time away. She had bruises on her body from being hit and had a couple burns on her arms and legs from what seemed like a cigarette but other than that she was safe and healthy. She continued to cry as they checked her out. She was a complete mess. Her clothes had been torn, her hair undone and she was as dirty as could be. The nurses had to hold back their personal feelings as they examined her. The detective came in shortly to see the child to make sure what his officers said was true. He wanted to make sure that it was Gianna. He walked into the room and looked over the child sitting on the bed being held by a nurse. He examined her closely and smiled. "That's her. That's Gianna! We found her!"
"This is Kim Miller's daughter?" asked the nurse.
"Yes," said the detective. "The one that was kidnapped."
"Thank God your officers found her. Who knows what would have happened to her if you didn't. They treated her pretty badly," said the nurse.
"I see," said the detective. "Is she free to go home?"
"Yes she is. She has no severe injuries so I think it's time to reunite her with her father," she said with a smile.
"I thought so," he said with a smile as he pulled out his cell phone.
Randy was sound asleep before his cell phone woke him up. He grumbled a little bit especially when he looked at the clock to see it was almost 5:30 in the morning. He reached over to his night stand and grabbed the phone. "Hello," he said as he answered it.
"Randy, it's Detective Surely and I have some good news for you," he said.
"What?" asked Randy. He was still half asleep as he waited for the detective to tell him the news.
"We found Gianna. We have her at the hospital. You can come pick her up."
"What?" asked Randy. "YOu have her with you right now?"
"We have her right now," he said.
"Thank-you. Thank-you so much. Oh my God," he said. He was so happy. He felt instant relief to hear the news. He jumped out of bed and got himself dressed. He wasted no time leaving to get to the hospital… he was so excited that he even hung up on the detective and forgot to tell John where he was going. He just left and rushed off to the hospital…
*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for taking the time to read.