A bonus chapter for you as this is the one that should've been up this weekend. It has been edited but as yet I've not had chance to do another read through as I like to do to double-check for mistakes. If you find any let me know.

APOV

Ever since Christian had returned from the school he had been constantly on edge. Something had happened there, or something had been found and I wasn't to know, well fuck that.

I'd woken in the dead of night scaring my mother half to death when I had screamed not just Theodore's but Christian's name. Both I'd dreamed were lay, unmoving on a cold stone floor, neither of them alive.

Theodore was alive, he had to be, otherwise what was the point in taking him. I had a feeling that we were yet to know Hyde's true plan but when we did, I will do whatever he asks, give him whatever he wants just to get my son back even if I have to give him me.

I held Theodore's bear tightly to my chest, knowing whose arms he should really be in. I could still smell him on the bear, the baby powder my son loved to be covered in upon getting out of the bath, to the smell of syrup when on the morning of his birthday as it was bear's birthday too, I was told he should have pancakes as well. I know Theodore will miss him but what he needs above his bear and everything else was me.

"Ana, where are you going," Kate asked as I headed for the door, sick of just waiting around.

"The high school" I replied before I could hear many sets of feet following me.

"Ana you need to be here," Luke told me, blocking my path to the door.

"Yeah, well being here is accomplishing nothing when my SON IS IN DANGER OUT THERE… The place is swarming with police and press but after two days my baby is still not here. You say I can go home now, no cameras found there but I can't Luke, not unless Theodore is there too… Unless you tell me what you found at the school, I will find out myself."

"Photos," Christian told me, earning a glare from Luke.

"Photos," I asked. "What kind of photos."

"Of you, of Theodore. When I was in prison, I received a package containing photos, that's how I knew you… we have a son. I thought they were from Carrick as he had visited me just days before but now I'm not so sure as some of those same photos are here... There were papers too, mostly regarding the Greys, a journal as well."

"And…. Christian, please give me something."

"He had a copy of Elliot's adoption papers amongst other papers I found. From what I could see before everything was snatched away from me to be classed as evidence" he said, glaring at Luke this time. "He was angry at the Greys for taking Elliot and not him. I think as a child he took his anger out on my brother, tortured him was a word that had been used in one of the papers so that is why the decision was made to split them up and Hyde was eventually returned to his mother" he sighed.

"What is it, something more?" I asked.

"I was just thinking about what Hyde said about Elliot telling him that he'd had a good life. Had my brother told him the truth, would all this be happening now."

"I don't know Christian. Elliot wouldn't want to admit to anyone that what he left behind was better than where he ended up, would you."

"Speaking of the Greys," Luke said with disdain."Clarke has sent two of his agents to speak to them."

"Only two, do they not know that the Greys are compulsive liars," I asked, hating those two.

"Oh yes, I was sure to notify Clarke just what they are like."

"For a moment, you thought seeing the same photos, that Carrick could have something to do with this," I asked Christian.

"As your dad told Clarke at the school when I explained about receiving the photos, he's evil enough. Do I think he would saddle himself with another child he doesn't want, no I can't see that but who else would know I was there? Innocent with regards to the photos or not, having the FBI knocking on their door, I'd like to be a fly on the wall for that."

"Me too" I whispered, looking at the clock, not wanting any more seconds, minutes or hours to pass by again. Where the hell was they, where was my boy, someone must know. "Ring goddammit," I said to the phone, hoping, praying that it would ring again soon but until it did I would do whatever I could to get my son's story out there starting with speaking to the press.

…..

Jack POV

My hands were shaking, my anger taking over, controlling me once again.

I wanted to hit something, needed to feel and cause the pain that had accompanied me most of my life.

Hitting Elizabeth, that had been fun. If the child hadn't come running when he had heard her cry, I would've fucked her there on the kitchen floor and made her scream some more. It wouldn't have been her name I called when I eventually came though, no that would've been Anas.

Why the hell wouldn't she give me a chance, years he was gone and she still pined for him.

All those months of planning, of hoping things would work out right came down to the hope he would rot in prison and if not, she would kick him out and turn to me. I wanted, no I needed her to want me but seeing the photo of them both she had in her panty drawer the other day when I had been in her house, I knew then that should she confront him or not, nothing would turn out right for me, it never does.

"FUCK" I screamed, not caring that I woke up the sleeping child in the back.

He needed to be awake anyway as I needed to change cars again as this car that I stole yesterday, the plates would be out there by now. Should I pass a cop car I would soon be surrounded but I would fight them all just like I had been fighting all my life.

"Mommy" Theodore cried from where he was strapped into the back seat. "Mommy."

"Mommy isn't here Theodore, what do you want."

"Mommy, she makes me feel better" he moaned and I knew he was feeling unwell just as I planned. Keep him with me enough to stay alive but ill enough not to run.

I had watched Ana, watched her fuss over him too and heard the constant instructions on what to do when I took him out to keep him healthy. I knew what I was doing, did she think when she repeated the same things over and over that I was thick.

"Oh, Ana I watched you and not just when you knew I was there."

For so long I had stayed close, watching and waiting for that moment when she would break, be vulnerable just as I liked my women to be and then I would step in, be the man she needed, not the jerk who has spent years rotting behind bars.

"Mommy."

"Mommy is not here, what can I do," I asked, bored of this conversation now, wishing he would go back to sleep.

"NOTHING" he shouted, startling me as I looked at him in the mirror, his grey eyes glaring into my own.

"You have your mother's fight little one, shame it won't help you, so for now I'll ask you again, what can I do, what do you want."

"The bathroom and fix my medican" he sulked.

"See, that wasn't too hard now was it" I teased, having much more fun with him now than I had been allowed to have before.

Checking his monitor and glucose level, after I had pulled over to the side of the road, I made sure he had the insulin he needed but only just. The insulin I had, had been a gift from my doctor back in Seattle who thought he was helping me. I have diabetes according to him, what an idiot he was to not check records, just the fake letter I had given to him from my supposedly old doctor in Detroit. Set up an appointment to join the doctor's office I had been told to do but with the next available appointment not being for two weeks and with my pleas that I would need the insulin before then, they reluctantly went off the letter. Won't they look stupid when the FBI question them too as one of the prescriptions that is ready to be filled is in my apartment waiting for me.

Seattle, that was where I was supposed to be heading at some point but I know from the cameras that are in situ that should I go back there, a welcome party would be waiting for me.

My plans at the moment were not working out, nothing I had planned had succeeded, nothing at all.

Failure one: The plan was to take them both which would have given me plenty of time to get away so I should've had a backup plan before I took just him instead of it being my job to keep him alive. Time had run out though and I had to act so unfortunately I put all my hopes on one man knowing that in the end should I have Theodore now, then I would eventually have Ana too.

Failure two had been trusting that man. I'd had a place for us to stay, one in the middle of nowhere where no one would find us, only to receive a call from him early this morning to say the cabin we were using, a cabin when we'd been inside together he said I could use anytime was going to be a little overcrowded that day, as his wife's brother was on his way with his family, a mix up he put it down to with dates.

Dates, my whole fucking life had been about dates, every one a let down just like this so with Theodore's birthday being days ago and us having to leave the cabin in a rush especially as the brother-in-law was a cop, we were driving around again.

All my life I have been let down by people so the thought of contacting the one man now who I hated even more than the Greys, him being my only hope of hiding the kid, made me pissed. I think though before I have to face that fuck and before we stop at the service station and diner up ahead, it was time to have some more fun.

It must be what, close to twenty-four hours since I had sent the photo and video to Ana. She was still in Montesano, I knew that from the chip but also the press was only too happy with their reports to show me what was going on there. I can just imagine the tears at seeing the photo and video I'd sent, oh I'd love to have been there to see them, maybe hearing them will be just as good, give me something to amuse myself while Theodore's insulin kicks in.

"Do you want to call Mommy again?" I asked, shocked when he shook his head. "Why."

"Because you just want to upset my Mommy" he replied angrily.

His anger was hilarious and I wanted to see more of it. Maybe I can make him a mini-me instead of getting rid of him the second I get her. For now, though I needed him to be quiet as I pulled into the service station, the diner busier than usual for this time on a Monday evening.

"When we get out of this car, you're going to behave, are you listening."

"No" he replied sternly. "Mommy said I only had to listen to sensible people like teachers and family and policemen like Uncle Luke. You are not sensible because you took me away from my Mommy" he cried, the anger gone for now.

"We'll drive on then" I stated, hearing a no from the boy before he agreed to behave when we left the car.

I needed fuel, I had no choice but to stop here, I mean the car was running on fumes so if I didn't fill up we'd stop before we got to the next town. I would change the car soon enough but until then, this will have to do and having been here before, I knew where things were. Like the bathrooms, I knew there were some inside the diner but also some down the side of the service station, those he can use. I mean, he's six now, he's old enough to go to the bathroom by himself, isn't he? When I was his age and in the home, I did just that, not allowing anyone to come near me.

Getting out of the car, I gripped hold of his arm tightly, pulling him with me towards the bathrooms making sure there was no one in there, no one he could speak to before I left him alone.

While filling the tank with gas, I kept a constant look in the direction where Theodore was to make sure no one approached. Just as I saw him emerge, struggling to do the button on his pants, out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of the TV in the diner, the news being on and the same also in the building where I needed to go into to pay.

It wasn't so much the newsreader that got my attention but what was on the screen now. A picture of my face, a mug shot that was taken when I got sent down followed by a photo only that bitch Elizabeth could have given them. With my cap on my head, I may be able to go in and pay without drawing any attention, I mean I had a moustache and beard now, albeit not real, and I'd had barely any stubble on those two photos. What face was the same that had just been on the news with mine though was him, the boy that was rooted to the spot staring at the screen that now had his Mommy on it.

A shrill cry from him had the attention of everyone close by and seeing a man who had just come out of the service station, turn his way with recognition in his eyes, it had me dropping the pump nozzle, ignoring any fuel that may have spilt as I ran to pick Theodore up.

Seeing me approach, he turned to run, before gripping hold of an empty newspaper stand that come morning will be full of papers that showed our faces here.

"Put me down" he screamed as the man shouted, getting closer to us both now. "Hurt my arm" he cried as we got back to the car and I practically threw him into the passenger seat while I got in, started the car and then we were gone.

My actions had gathered a lot of attention, people coming out not just of the service station and cars that were there to fuel up but also from the diner. I knew some vehicles were following me but I had been on these roads a hundred times before, the back roads and tracks too so I knew where I could lose them.

As I drove, ignoring the crying boy beside me, I didn't realise that he had left something behind.

….

Cpov

"Besides speaking to them about Hyde, they need to be notified as they may be in danger" we'd been told hours ago but did that mean they had to come here.

"Mom, tell them to go before I'm arrested for assault" Ana seethed, seeing them through the window of the sheriff's office, Grace and Carrick Grey speaking to an officer by their car.

"Allow me," Ray said, storming for the door with me now in hot pursuit.

I'd been told to stay inside by both Luke and Kate, both worried that I will do something that would send me back inside. I would never risk doing something that would make me leave here again and I would make sure Ray didn't either.

"Christian please" Ana's worried words met my ears causing me to turn back to her.

"I'm never leaving your side again Ana unless you send me away," I told her. "I'm just making sure your dad stays here too."

Kissing her forehead as she leaned into her mother's side, I joined Ray and Luke outside.

"Have you any idea what that was like, to have our home violated" Grace screeched to an FBI agent, the poor soul who refused to let them inside.

They were gaining an audience that they wouldn't want or need but no one asked them to be here.

"I would say it was nowhere near as frightening as what your adopted child went through when you happily sent him down for something that was caused by the man who has kidnapped my grandson" Ray spat.

"You knew all along about my son, you visited me enough, why didn't you say anything."

"Not my business" Carrick replied coldly.

"Not your business" I laughed. "You visited me in prison to find out what my intentions were when I left, you were keen to make my life your business then even though you had both neglected me from the moment I was adopted."

"Will you be quiet" he spat, finally noticing the press that had been around, reporting on my son's kidnapping, those press that had set up camp in Dora's all waiting for Clarke's latest report.

"Did you know him, Jack, Jack Hyde?" I asked.

"Christian" he replied, shaking his head. "This is neither the time nor the place."

"I think this is the perfect time, so answer the question," Ana told him, coming out of the building to stand by my side, ignoring the cameras that were aimed our way.

"I suggest you answer their question unless you want me to make this official" Luke told him.

"Yes, I knew him" Carrick seethed. "Little shit was as bad as you and Elliot were" he replied looking at me. "Thought I was seeing a ghost when he accosted me in the parking garage of my office building earlier this year. He said he didn't want anything, just to know where Elliot was as he wasn't replying to his messages and when I told him he was dead and you had been sent down for causing his death, he wanted to know when you were getting out."

"HE KNEW ELLIOT WAS DEAD, HE WAS THE ONE WHO KILLED HIM, FILLED HIM WITH THAT SHIT AND CUT THE BRAKE LINE TOO" I screamed at him. "He said Elliot hadn't replied to his messages, shouldn't that have caused you to think something was up considering Elliot's been dead nearly seven years."

"I didn't think about that at the time, I was too busy trying to get rid of him" he replied angrily.

"Why did you ever want children, why," Ana asked them, especially Grace who had not stopped glaring at my girl.

"Grace wanted them" Carrick stated, standing by his wife's side, his hand on her shoulder now as if he dared her to contradict him.

"Are you serious" Ana laughed. "As far as mothers go, Grace, you are the worst."

"You know nothing about us" he spat at her and I wanted to knock him into next week, Ray, edging forward too. I didn't though, I stood with Ana after she gripped hold of my hand.

"I know you should never have been allowed to adopt a child... How you can call yourself a doctor Grace when you abused and neglected the children you should've loved and you Carrick, working as a lawyer protecting families, how when your own family was as fake as the persona you both like to portray... You never wanted your sons, you gave up on them before you even gave them a chance, I will never give up on mine… My boy, Christian's son is out there and he's in danger. You giving Hyde the information he needed on Christian instead of protecting him as a parent should, you're as bad as he is. Now go, get out of my sight, you both make me sick."

Turning her back on them, Ana stepped into my outstretched arms before I held her tightly to me. She had said everything that I had told him I would say when he visited me in prison and the best of it was they were surrounded by press now, all of whom were shouting questions at them. They couldn't lie themselves out of this as not only had those here watched the drama unfold but it had been filmed too. Their only salvation was when Agent Prescott asked them to go with her, not to help them escape the press but to ask them more questions once inside.

Them being here didn't get us any closer to finding Theodore but with them out of the way, it was one less thing to worry about.

…..

They say the first 24 hours are the most important when someone goes missing and now at past 48 hours, we were still no closer to finding our son.

The police had found the apartment that Hyde had in Seattle. They'd raided it only to find more photos of Ana and Theodore there. His apartment was close to the hospital where she worked, was that just a coincidence, I didn't know, I had more important things to worry about than them. What Clarke was adamant that Ana didn't find out about yet, me only finding out after hearing his conversation with Prescott, was a prescription dated a few weeks ago for insulin had been found there.

The doctor who proscribed it was being investigated by the police. Why would he just give it out without seeing or knowing the child who needed it? Why Clarke didn't want Ana to know about it I didn't know. Wouldn't that be a good thing, he was prepared to keep Theodore alive or was it that with the supplies that were also there, he had planned to keep him for a long time. Whatever it was, I wasn't keeping it from Ana so I told her quietly and it gave her hope, that despite not being here with us, Theodore was ok.

I had fixed Ana's car, Hyde had disabled it by removing some of the wires but I was able to fix it having found the missing items in the bush under Ana's living room window. That had given me something to do to occupy the time while we waited, each hour feeling like a day, and every day like a month so as I now sat in the driving seat of the car with Ana sitting beside me after checking and rechecking everything was still working fine, I wanted to drive us away from here, find our son but I didn't know which way they had gone or where they would eventually be.

Ana had just given a press conference over in Ros's bar, the only building large enough in town to get everyone in. God, she was so brave and held it together until the end. She spoke about Theodore, about her little fighter and about his medical needs. I sat beside her, holding her hand but I didn't answer any questions, I'd yet to get to know my little boy. Only when she had pleaded with Jack to return him or to at least give him something to keep him well did the tears appear and then it was Clarke who answered the questions while Ana cried in her parent's arms, ignoring all questions about the Greys.

The press didn't just stay in Ros's or outside the sheriff's office, they were everywhere, all over town and although they were needed, having a camera shoved in Ana's face had done nothing but stress her out more so as the press were at the front of the building, we were parked up behind.

"Ana" Kate screamed, making us both jump as she ran out of the back doors of the sheriff's office. "We have a lead, they've been seen."

"What," Ana asked, shakily getting out of the car. "What, where is he."

"He was spotted coming out of a service station bathroom, Hyde was refilling the car. Someone recognised Theodore from the tv but before they could get to him, Hyde grabbed him and took off. Theodore's still with Hyde Ana, and for him to be well enough to go to the bathroom on his own, despite the photo and video he sent, he must be giving him something… We know the direction he went in, Ana, but up that way, there are plenty of places he could hide."

"Where is he, please Kate, where is my boy, where was he seen."

"Hoodsport, it's not that far away, maybe an hour. For them not to have gone that far in three days though, he must have somewhere close to stay."

"I'm going" Ana stated, heading over to the driver's side this time.

"Ana, no wait, you need to be here."

"Kate I'm done with waiting, I've done everything that's been asked of me by the police and yet Theodore is still out there. I need to be doing something even if that something leads me nowhere… Are you coming" she asked me as I raced around to the other side of the car.

"Shit, here, Luke's birthday," Kate said practically throwing her phone at Ana before with a squeal of tyres we were on our way.

On any other day with the speed that Ana drove us as we followed the route on Kate's phone, we would get a ticket but I dare anyone to stop her today. I had never stopped loving Ana, not from the moment we had first met. She was a girl then, today she is a woman and just like that day in the diner, all I wanted was for her to be mine. There is also something else I wanted just as much as we drove, the police sirens following closely behind and that is to hold my son for the first time.

The service station was an array of lights, flashing blue and white ones. Stopping the car with a squeal of tyres at the entrance to the lot, with the police behind we gained everyone's attention that was there.

Luke was the first out of the cars that followed us and we went wherever he did, ignoring his order to stay put by the car. Rushing over to the cop that told us that he was in charge here before he was over rid by Clarke, we listened in while they spoke.

He had practically thrown Theodore into the car before taking off we heard, customers that had followed losing him in the dark as he took to the side roads and tracks. Who knew how well Hyde knew the area none of us did, but as I heard a scream come from Ana's lips I knew there was something more important here than knowing the route.

Ana was sobbing, holding something tight to her chest. When she finally opened her hand it was to reveal a silver bracelet, one she explained was Theodore's. It was an identity bracelet, not just with his name and address but one that stated he was diabetic.

Had that bastard ripped this from my son's wrist, intentionally to leave it behind. There was no doubt that our son had been here and with the little bit of blood that we could see on the inside of the bracelet, there was also no doubt that he had been hurt.

Hyde needed to be gone. My son will not have nightmares because of this man, I knew what that was like, the debilitating fear of anger accompanied by the pain of hunger. My son will not have the start of life I had, he should've been enjoying his birthday party and if it is the last thing I do I will make sure he does that, his mother too.

Thank you for reading.

They're on the road now and they won't be back in Montesano until they're a family of three.

Until next time, take care.

Caroline.