By: Morgan
Disclaimer: Saban owns all PR characters and things from the show. The only things I own are the people I make up myself. I don't own any Blue's Clues stuff or other product/show things either, only the stuff I make up on my own. I'm writing this completely out of entertainment and boredom. Please don't sue me, I don't have any money anyway if you do.
Distribution: Anywhere as long as you inform or ask me first.
Rating: R for adult situations, violence, and language.
My Notes: A huge thank you to all the people who reviewed this fanfic. I hope you guys like this chapter and the last one also. I should have the next one out soon enough. Thanks. ~Morgan~
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A. G. P. D.
Saturday, July 4, 2000 12:03 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
"Mr. Oliver, did you get a good, clear look at the car? We'll need to know to notify the reporters and hopefully get your little girl back," a local police officer said as he looked at the distraught couple.
Tommy answered him, not taking his eyes off his wife who was in tears, and had been since their child had been abducted. "Um...yeah. It was a black mini-van. Probably a '96 or '97 model. It had gold rims and a scull hanging from the rearview mirror. The kidnapper was Jack Bailey. I remember him from a while back. I sent him to jail not too long ago for assault and attempted robbery. I hadn't even known he was out yet. He was supposed to have gotten five to seven years, but I guess he got out on bale. As for the other guy, I didn't get a good look at him."
"Okay, thank you Sir. We'll get this information out as soon as possible so the stations can go live and broadcast to the city about this misfortune. The Amber Alert has all ready been set off as well as the picture of Elizabeth you gave us. All we can do now is sit tight, let the other investigators do their job, and wait. Anything else I should know?"
"No, I don't think so," Tommy muttered as he looked to the young man.
Kim rubbed at her eyes and face and sputtered out the word, "Blue."
"What was that ma'am?"
"I said Blue. My daughter has this little stuffed dog. The dog from that kiddy show Blue's Clues, you know, the one where that annoying little man sings those songs and stuff?"
"Oh, yeah, my son watches that show. It's the one where they find the footprint and stuff right," the man said trying to make small talk and clear some of the thick tension from the air.
Kim sighed, "Yeah, I hate it. She carries that little dog everywhere. Her name is written on his left back foot in permanent marker. We can't go anywhere without the stupid thing." She burst into tears once more thinking about her daughter and her favorite little stuffed animal, out there with maniacs and only each other. She wished she could be the one comforting her baby and not something made out of fabric and stuffed with cotton. Tommy walked up behind her and massaged her shoulders softly.
"Okay, I'll make sure that is added to the list. You never know right?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
The officer left, leaving Tommy and Kim by themselves in a small room that Tommy had been in more than a few times interrogating criminals. Jason and the rest of the gang could been seen sitting outside through a glass window. They all looked like Hell as they tried to keep their emotions under check for the sake of their own children.
Tommy approached Kim, with a look of sorrow and guilt on his face. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. If I knew that something like this would happen to someone I loved I never would have gotten into this line of work. Kim, please forgive me..." His lower lip quivered as he tried to hold the storm brewing inside his soul from breaking free. The hurt was too strong, that even Tommy, after years and years of bottling up his emotions, couldn't contain it.
In all the years that Kimberly and Tommy had been together, she had never, not once, seen her love cry. They had been through the loss of loved ones to death, the loss of strangers they were supposed to be protecting to death, and the loss of each other which had torn piece by piece at their hearts. But nothing could have prepared them for the loss of one of their children, their own flesh and blood mixed together in an act of love to produce something so beautiful, so captivating, that it took their breathes away. The very thought that they would never hear their baby sing along to Barney videos or throw temper tantrums was unbearable to ponder. Tommy was always so strong, so dependable. She always felt that if she ever broke down, Tommy would be there to carry her. But now that was not the case. Neither could control their emotions, so neither had the strength to support the other fully. So they both clung to one another for dear life, knowing that if they let go for the slightest second they would both fall to their doom. It was all or nothing right now, they needed each other.
"Oh, baby, no. You have helped so many people all these years, you should be proud of all that you have done. This isn't your fault. Some crazy man made a lot of mistakes in his life, and when one person tried to make him see the light he freaked out. How were you to know that he would search for revenge? I shouldn't have let her go to that playground by herself. She is only a baby Tommy, and I let her go by herself. What kind of a mother casts her child out to a predator purposely? If anyone is at fault it's me."
Tommy reached out to touch her ever growing belly, feeling the life within gave him some peace in his heart, but by no means took the pain residing there away. "If it's not my fault it is surely not yours. Like you said, how could we have known what he had been planning? Please don't torture yourself to death about this Kim. We will get her back, if I have to do it all by myself. I won't rest until she is back in her own bed, sleeping peacefully in her room next to ours, out of harm's way."
"I hope so Tommy, because I don't think I could go on without her here with me. She is my life."
"I know baby, I know. Say, have you eaten lunch today Kim?" She shook her head no and rested her hand on top of his, stroking the blessing that lay just beneath their joined hands.
"I don't think I can eat right now, but I really need to, for this baby's sake I guess."
"You want me to get you something? The food here is not very good. You're liable to make yourself sick trying to swallow it."
"Sure Handsome, I'll call you immediately if anything comes up."
"I'll be back later Beautiful. Why don't you find a place to sit and rest, you've been on your feet all day." Tommy grabbed his cell phone and keys from his desk outside among a group of offices and left. Kim wondered over to his desk and sat down in the big, leather chair that had been pushed in under it. Her eyes filled with tears as she spotted a photograph of the three of them at Tommy's parent's house last March, only four months prior. In it, they were all smiling as enthusiastic as possible, Liz on Tommy's shoulders and Kim wrapped in his arms. She grinned a little as she remembered the romantic evening her and Tommy had after his parents had insisted on keeping their grandchild overnight. That was the night baby boy or girl Oliver two had been conceived. Picking up the photo, Kim curled her legs up underneath her and coiled the rest of her body up as well, starring at the picture remembering when their lives had been so simple and joyous.
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Highway 95
Saturday, July 2, 2000 12:32 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
"Hey Jack, where are we going man," Joshua said as he looked out the tented windows at the cars they passed by.
"To a small place out in the middle of nowhere. You'll see it when we get there. No one will find us out there. It is mostly all poor people who don't have any TV's or radios or anything so we won't have to worry about the media or anything. There isn't going to be anyone within miles of us so we should get away with this. We'll write the ransom note when we get there and you'll deliver it."
Josh's eyes got bigger at his last sentence. "Why do I have to deliver it? I don't want to go to jail. My mother would have a heart attack of she found out about this."
"Would you shut up about your mother? You're a grown man, you momma's boy. And besides, they know what I look like and who I am I'm sure. Oliver wouldn't forget me after the chase he gave me. I would have gotten away of it hadn't been for that damn asshole."
"All right, if you say so. So, what are we going to do with that snot nosed little baby back there?" Just then Jack exited the highway and turned on an old dirt road, heading off into a deep patch of woods to their destination. The turn was sharp and Liz was flung across the van, slamming into the back doors. She cried out as any child would do in that situation. Any adult with common sense or a heart would have had the young child in a car seat with all the hard turning and fast driving, but not these benighted air heads. They just told her to shut up and went back to talking.
"Is she ever going to shut up? I hope we get this over with soon so we can ice the little brat and leave for China," Jack said as he made another sharp turn, almost hitting a small tree in his path. "Damn trees. I wish someone would just cut all the fuckers down."
Joshua nodded his head in agreement, knowing that without trees the world would be nothing but agreeing anyway, and asked,"We're not really going to kill her right? You were just joking?"
"What? Look at the little devil...Do you really think anyone would miss her? I mean, come on now. I can smell her crap from here. Isn't she potty trained? Damn..." Jack said throwing a rolled up newspaper at her, but missing. She cried and clung to her dog, Blue, scared and cold. Where was her momma and dada when she needed them? She was hungry and wet and she wanted to go home. While she didn't understand the situation she was in, she knew that she wanted her parents and missed them all ready.
"Dada, wanna dada now," she cried out her little bottom lip stuck out and her nose flared, demanding to see her father.
"Shut up you little pest, you're never going to see your daddy again do you hear me? Now shut you little mouth and go to sleep or something."
"NO! WANNA DADA NOW! ME GO NOW!" Her little feet kicked out, not hitting anyone but would have if she had been by them. Screaming at the top of her lungs to get some attention.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" This time he pulled the van over and got out, furious at the little child who knew not what she did, and flung the back doors open. Snatching her violently from the back, Blue falling from her tiny hands into the mud coating the road in the process, he walked quickly over to the ledge of a hill. The fall would have been about two hundred feet of he had let go of her, but he just stood there, holding her out in front of him over the ledge, scaring the poor little girl half to death.
"If you don't corporate, I will not hesitate to let you fall to your death. Don't think for a second that I will not do it," he said shaking her as she squinted her eyes as tightly as she could, whimpering. Joshua jumped out of the car and ran to her aid, not liking the way Jack handled the fragile toddler.
"Jack, think about what you are doing here. If you kill her we'll never get the money man. This whole thing will be pointless without her. They will never hold their deal in the ransom if we don't prove she's still alive." He felt bad about what he helped do, feeling a small bond with the little girl. Looking at her he saw his own son, Daniel, who seemed to be just her age. What if this had been his child?
'Good Lord, what have I done?'
"All right, but if the little botheration acts up like that one more time, she's had it do you understand me?"
"She won't man. She won't."
"Good, we're almost there anyway. The place is just up this road a little ways." Throwing her back in the van, they got back inside the car themselves and drove away, not bothering to pick up Blue who was left laying in the mud.
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Bobby Lenora's House
Saturday, July 4, 2000 7:34 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca
Bobby, sixteen years old, and her family had just got back from a day at Angel Grove Lake to celebrate Fourth Of July. They were all winding down and gathering blankets so they could walk up a nearby hill and watch the fireworks as they were let off over the lake they had just come from. The entire place had been surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of people that had come out to see the show, so the family thought it best to do as planned.
Since her younger sibling were stalling around and it was going to be a little while before the clan headed off toward the hill, Bobby decided to watch a little television. During a rerun of her favorite show, Friends, a picture of a little girl, around the age of two or so popped up on the screen.
"Darn it, this is one of my favorite episodes. Darn you news people," she said as she looked at the TV screen.
"...We interrupt this program to bring you the latest on this groundbreaking story..." a prerecorded voice announced.
A local news caster appeared on the screen and she sighed in frustration. "We're sorry to interrupt your program, but we have breaking news about the Amber Alert called on a few hours ago. A little girl at the age of one and a half was abducted today by two men driving a black mini-van. One man, identified as Jack Bailey and another unidentified assailant grabbed the girl in Angel Grove Park today right behind me here." He made a gesture to the playground behind him. "Elizabeth Rose Oliver was last seen wearing a white sun dress with purple flowers on it and white sandals. She had a little stuffed animal with her, a Blue's Clues dog that she takes with her everywhere. It has her name written on one of his feet. If you have seen this little girl, or the man whose picture is on the screen now, contact the Angel Grove Police Department immediately. Thank you. We now will let you get back to your program."
The TV went back to Friends as Bobby shook her head. That poor little girl.
'What's the world coming to when a child can't even play on a playground without being harassed?'
All thoughts of what she had just seen and heard left her head as Chandler did something funny and she laughed. 'I love this show.'
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"Chase, don't turn over rocks out here. You never know what will be under them. Especially at night you retard," Bobby said as her and her family hiked to their viewing spot.
"Shut up nerd, I can do whatever I want. You're not the boss of me!"
"Whatever, if a snake bites you don't come running to me. You are on your own."
"I wouldn't ask you for help if I was on fire and you..."
Windy, their mother jumped in," Hush you two. You're giving me a headache."
"She started it," Chase said defending himself to his mentor.
"I don't care. Bobby, leave him alone. Chase, leave her alone. There, it's settled now and I don't want to hear another word about it."
"Fine," they both exclaimed simultaneously as they walked along the muddy, winding road to get to the foot of the hill they had to climb.
"Look, a puppy dog," Lilly, Bobby's four year old little sister, said as she bent down and picked up the dirty toy.
"Let me see that," Bobby requested as she took the dog from her hands.
'This looks familiar,' she thought. 'It's not ours though, so why do I remember seeing or hearing about it?' Then, it all came back to her and she knew where the idea had come from. Thoughts of the newscast she had heard just an hour before came pouring back to her.
*She had a little stuffed animal with her, a Blue's Clues dog that she takes with her everywhere. It has her name written on one of his feet.*
Turning the floppy thing over she saw the name Elizabeth written on the back left foot. 'Oh my!'
"Mom! Dad! You'll never believe what I found!"
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Okay, I'm beat. I hope you guys liked it. Review and tell me if you loved it, hated it, or don't really care. Whatever, just review please! I'm looking for at least five for this one. Most of you can probably all ready tell what's going to happen. The next chapter should be out soon.