~ Santa Cecilia Departamento de Policía

"Have you guys tried calling him?" Officer Renée asked the Riveras that grouped in front of her.

"Seriously, do we look like we haven't!?" Elena slammed the table.

"And he is kidnapped!" Imelda threw a piece of paper into the officer's face, "How would calling his devil box would help!?"

The officer looked at the paper, 'Meet us where it all started. '. Mamá Imelda found it in the set's dressing room. The family rushed here immediately after she called, and instead of helping us, these officers wasted the time on these tontas questions!? Elena thought.

"Your husband is a star, Señora, maybe this is a prank for his YouTube video?"

And then everyone felt the "La ira de Imelda.".

"TÚ PERRA!" Enrique, and Berto quickly covered the kids ears, "IS THIS LOOK LIKE A JOKE TO YOU!? TRY HAVE YOUR FAMILY BEING KIDNAP BY A JODIDO ASESINATO!".

"We shouldn't have come to you at all!" Elena added as she struggled to hold Imelda back before she turned to her family, "Berto, Gloria, Go check the train station, Franco, and Victoria, go check the cemetery ."

"Got it." the 4 answered in union, and left.

Imelda calmed down, and turned to her twin brothers.

"Take Coco, and the kids home."

"NO!" Coco, and the kids shouted before the glasses twin could even nod.

"We won't leave until Papá Héctor is okay!" Abel protested.

"Why are we forced to stay at home when you guys could go do the spy stuff?" Rosa asked.

"I'm not afraid to go after that polla Mamá." Coco added with her cute 3 years old voice.

"Please, mija." Imelda begged, "Don't make me worry more than I already did."

Mamá Coco, and the kids hung their heads after Imelda's plea. 'She might look like a fierce woman who feared nothing, but don't forget, Elena, she's still a human.', Her Mamá's words came back to her as she remembered the day she hated herself for being afraid, and not as strong as her grandma.

But today, she can clearly see the fear in Imelda's eyes, She never begged, never…, Elena thought as she watched her Mamá, and the kids followed Tío Óscar, and Filipe out of the building.

Héctor opened his eyes at the bumping he felt. He looked around, and saw a curled ceiling, he was laying at the back seats of a car. He looked down at his body, and saw his both hands, and feet were tied.

"Ernesto?".

"You knew it was me." Said the driver, "Why didn't you say a word?".

So it's really him, I felt like I've always known, and it should have scared me, but with some stupid reason… I hoped, Héctor thought, and shook his head.

"What do you want?"

"Oh, suddenly cares about what I want?"

"I don't, I just want to get this done, so I can go back to my family." Ernesto chuckled at Héctor's answer.

"You haven't changed at all.".

"And I still don't know you at all."

Héctor's eyes caught Ernesto's on the rearview mirror before that ass face turned away.

"Was it all a lie?" Héctor asked sincerely, "Hermano."

"You already built your own family, why do you want to know?"

"Because you were my brother!" Héctor admitted finally, "And I don't understand at all! How did we end up like this?" please tell me, "Do you remember the Orphanage?"

We had it good, almost like Óscar, and Filipe! We just didn't finish each other's sentences, but we were good! What happened to that? Héctor thought as he waited for the answer.

"I do." Ernesto answered finally, "You were all I had, I do remember you teaching me how to play guitar, playing our first gig, and writing The World es Mi Familia… until you married Imelda, and have Coco."

"And you think I abandoned you?"

"Why would you need me if you already have your family?"

"Because you were also a part of our family! Coco did love you! You were her Tío, and even Imelda was annoyed by you sometimes, you were her hermano too! Just like Óscar, and Filipe."

Ernesto stopped the car, and Héctor's blood ran cold. Calling Ernesto's name over, and over again along with 'What are you doing?' before Ernesto will finally open the door at his feet, and pull Héctor out.

~ Living Room, Rivera Hacienda

"Coco!" Julio rushed out of the couch after she entered the house with her Tíos, and the kids, "Did they find him? mi amor.".

Coco shook her head, and sobbed in Julio's arms.

"It's ok, mi amor, it's ok." Julio rubbed her back.

"He'll be alright, the police will find him." Rosita joined them.

"How's the others? Mamá." Miguel asked Luisa.

"They are okay." said Luisa, "Sleeping upstairs, but still worried. Just like you do, mijo."

And then Rosa burst into the room in her pajamas.

"Guys! You must see this!" she quickly turned on the tv.

'Ernesto De La Cruz, the murderer of Héctor Rivera, have recently invaded Santa Cecilia's Church tonight. The nuns, and the kids have evicted the building safely, but unfortunately, De La Cruz is still holding Héctor Rivera in captive.' The Riveras could barely hear the news anchor speak as they looked at the footage of De La Cruz invading the church with a gun as his other arm was locking Héctor's neck, 'The police are on the way-'.

Miguel turned off the TV immediately, "What useless people." he muttered, and turned to his great-grandmother, "Do you have any plan? Mamá Coco."

"The police are on their way there, Miguel." Said Luisa.

"They are useless!" Miguel protested desperately, "They didn't care about rescuing Papá Héctor, they'd probably be playing around until De La Cruz ran out of bullets."

"But we can't disobey-"

"Mamá Imelda, mojo" Óscar finished Filipe's words.

Julio looked at Coco, waiting for her decision.

"Mi amor?"

"I don't know what to do." She admitted.

"Really?" Julio chuckled, "What happened to the young woman who chased away my matones with her shoes.".

"She is stuck in this pitiful 3 years old body!" Coco shouted, "I left the photo at the film set, and Elena is the only person who knows the place where she hid the family album!"

Coco knows her daughter well, Elena won't help her with this.

"And it has to be old, we can't use her recent selfies." Said Miguel as he, and Rosa tried scrolling through pictures in her phone.

"Well, do you remember the young hopeless man who promised he'd do anything to make you happy?" Julio asked, and pulled out his wallet, "I'll never break that promise." he finished, and held up a photo of Coco when she was 18.

Julio opened the garage, and pulled out a rifle, handing it to now 18 years old, Coco. Luisa pulled the cloth away from her old motorbike, and tried to start the engine, it worked! Miguel handed his great-grandmother a helmet after Coco got on the bike.

"Gracias, mi familia." Coco said to her family before she finally rode away along with the cheers from her supporting familia.

~ Iglesia de Santa Cecilia.

De la Cruz dragged Héctor away as the police officers surrounded him with Imelda, Elena, and Enrique.

"Stay back! Stay back. All of you!" Ernesto shouted as his gun remained on Héctor's temple, "Not one more step.".

"Tú puta!" Imelda cursed with a shoe ready in her hand.

"Oh, you're one to talk!" Ernesto chuckled, "Your husband gave up his dream to be with you, and yet you treat him worse than meirda."

Those words got her, he did give up his music career to come home to her, and Coco, and he was killed for it. And, yet I ended up caring more about the society's thoughts than him, and believing those silly gossips, Imelda thought, I've never stopped loving him, and I hate myself for that. I'm not ready to admit how worthless I truly am, so I cowardly poured this fear into trying to hate him.

"At least she never has a gun on my head." said Héctor.

"Yes! You stupid murderer!" Elena shouted.

"So you suggested I pointed somewhere else?" Ernesto asked, and turned the gun to Elena.

Héctor quickly hit Ernesto's stomach with his elbow, and rushed to push Elena out of the bullet's way. Ernesto swore as Héctor helped Elena stand up, and pushed Elena, and Imelda behind his arms.

"¡Hijo de puta!" Ernesto shouted, and shot Héctor's stomach.

"Héctor!" Imelda screamed, and quickly knelt down to catch her husband before he hit the ground.

"Same spot eh?" Ernesto mocked.

Héctor heaved in his wife's arms as the crimson blood poured out of his stomach. Elena tried to stop the bleeding, but Ernesto got too close. He prepared to cock his revolver, and then suddenly…

BANG BANG!

Guess who fired those bullets, or should I said sniped the puta xD

Julio is the best husband! And can you guys imagine Mamá Coco riding a motorbike with a rifle strapped on her back? Ooooo!

Vocab

La Ira De = Wrath Of

Asesinato = Murderer

Matones = Bullies