The Stealing Aunt



Luka ran out of the sanctuary and looked around. He saw them right in front of him, through the large bay window. A woman was pulling them towards the parking lot. Luka's eyes widened and he ran down the stairs and out the door, Abby close behind.



"Hey!" he called out, running forward. "Alexandria! Mariana!"



The girls both looked around.



"Luka!" Mariana called out, her eyes filled with tears. "Luka, help!"



Luka ran in front of the woman, not letting her get past him. "Who do you think you are?"



"I'm the girl's aunt!" the enraged woman replied. "Who do you think you are?"



"I'm the girl's father," Luka told her.



The woman laughed. "Sure you are. Their father is in that church, lying in a casket!"



"I'm their adoptive father! He signed custody release papers, and I adopted them. Legally, I'm their father!" he told the woman.



The woman smiled. "Well, thank you for taking care of them for as long as you have, but I'm their Aunt, their biological aunt, and I think they should be with me."



"Where have you been all these years?" Luka asked.



"In Colombia. She's been there for as long as I can remember," came the pained reply from Mariana. Abby was standing behind them, glaring at the woman.



Luka stepped beside the woman and Mariana. Gently grabbing the woman's arm in one hand, Ana's in the other, he pried the woman's hand off of Ana's. Gently pushing Ana towards Abby, he then did the same with Alexandria.



"What do you think you are doing Mr.…" the woman asked him.

"Kovac. Dr. Kovac," Luka told her before saying, "The way you were pulling on Alexandria and Mariana, you could have pulled their arm out of its socket. And poor Mariana, you were pulling her at an angle that would pull at her wound."



"What wound?" the woman asked.



"May I ask what your name is?" Luka asked her.



"Koryn. What wound?" Koryn demanded.



"Jack stabbed her. As her aunt, that's something you should've know," Luka said.



"Oh, sweetie, that's too bad. You know, Jack was never abusive until those girls were born," Koryn said.



Luka nodded. "Okay. Well, I should take the girls home now. They've had quite a day."



Koryn smiled. "Oh, that won't be necessary. I'll just take them to my hotel. We're leaving tomorrow night for Colombia."



Luka smiled back at the woman, "You're not taking them to Colombia."



"And why not?" Koryn asked smugly.



"Because, I am now their father and I say that they cannot go to Colombia at this time," Luka told her.



Koryn laughed. "Yes, but I am their biological aunt, and since now I am here, I should take them. I'm their family, you're not."



"I'm going to take the girls home now," Luka said. Putting his arm around Alexandria he walked to his car, Abby following with her arm around Mariana.



"Excuse me!" Koryn yelled, running after them. "Bring the girls back here now! They are coming with me!"



Luka opened the back door of the car, and let Alexandria get in. Abby opened the other side and Mariana got in beside her twin.

"No, they're coming home with me," Luka told her.



He walked up to the front and got in the car, Abby shutting her door a minute after his.



Koryn walked up and pulled the handle on Alexandria's door, but Luka had already locked the car up. He turned the car on, and rolled the window down in an inch to yell out. "Can you please leave the side of my car? We're leaving now."



Koryn looked at him and then quickly ran towards her car. Luka pulled out of the parking lot, knowing that she would not make it in time to follow them home.







Koryn shoved the key card into the lock and when the light flashed green, she angrily pushed the door open. It slammed against the wall as she walked in, and then slammed back into place. She threw the key onto the bed and stormed over to the phone. Dialing the extension to get out she called the operator.



"Hello. This Kylie, how may I help you?" the operator asked.



"Yes, I'm looking for a phone number in the Chicago area," Koryn said.



"First and last name please," the operator replied.



Koryn sighed. "I know his last name, but not his first."



"We can do a search on his last name for you then," she told Koryn.



"Great! His last name is Kovac. He's a doctor, if that helps," Koryn added.



There was a pause and then the operator said, "There's one Kovac listed. Dr. Luka Kovac."



"Can I have his number?" Koryn asked.



"Yes you may. It is 555-2588," the operator told her.



Koryn quickly scribbled the number down on a piece of paper. "Thanks, can I have that address too?"



The operator told her what the address was and after thanking her, Koryn hung up. She'd pay Dr. Kovac a visit later that night. Well, not Dr. Kovac necessarily, but the twins would definitely be seeing their aunt.







Mariana was trying to get to sleep when she heard a tap on her window. She looked over and saw her aunt smiling and waving from outside. Mariana rolled her eyes, and then pulled the covers over her head, hoping she'd fall asleep.



She quickly pulled the covers away from her face when she heard a crash. Stupid mistake, she thought as two pieces of glass ran across her cheek, making two cuts. Alexandria ran into the room followed by Luka and Abby. The three had been out in the living room.



Koryn quickly grabbed Mariana and Alexandria and then jumped down from the ladder she was standing on, pulling the girls with her. Luka ran over to the window and looked down as they landed with a thud on the ground.



Koryn quickly got up and grabbed the girls, dragging them over to her car. She opened the backseat and shoved Mariana in first, then Alexandria.



Luka quickly ran away from the window and out of his apartment to his car. "I'll call the police!" Abby yelled behind him.



When Luka got in his car and turned it on, he sat, thinking about what Koryn had said earlier that day. They were leaving tomorrow night.



He didn't know what hotel she was staying in, but he'd travel to them all to find the twins and bring them back home before Koryn took them away.



After an exhaustive search he stumbled into the sixth Best Western he had been too. Walking to the front desk he said, "Miss, I'm trying to find Koryn Watson, and I'm wondering if she's staying here.



The stewardess behind the counter typed the name into her computer and said, "I'm sorry. She just checked out two hours ago. Said she wanted to leave early."



"Thanks," Luka said before running out the door back to his car. He got in and drove as quickly as he could, making it to the airport in a half hour. He got in and checked the computer screens. There was no flight going to Colombia."



He ran to one of the desks, "Hi, I'm looking for two passengers. I don't know what flight they're on, but it's really important I find them."



"I'm sorry, I can't tell you what flight any of our passengers are on," the man told him.



Luka sighed. "Look, this lady is taking my daughters out of the country without my permission. And I'm worried about one of them flying. I'm a doctor, and she was just heard badly last week, I'm not sure if she should be flying right now."



The man sighed again. "Who are you looking for?"



"Mariana Watkins and Alexandria Watkins," Luka told him.



"How do you spell their names?"



Luka told him the spellings and the man typed them into the computer. "I'm sorry," he said. "Their plane just took off a half-hour ago."



Luka sighed, "You can't call them back or anything?"



The man shook his head. "No, I'm sorry."



"Okay, well, where are they going?"



"Venezuela."



Luka sighed again, "Okay."



He walked away from the desk and took his cell phone out of his front pocket. Dialing his number he waited for Abby to answer.



"Hello?" he heard Abby answer.



"Hi Abby," he sighed wearily.



"Luka? Where are you? Have you found them yet? The police are here now," Abby informed him.



"Yeah, I found them," Luka said.



"Where y'at?" she asked hurriedly, slurring her words together in her excitement.



"At the airport," he sighed.



"Why are you at the airport?" Abby asked.



"Her hotel told me that Koryn decided to leave early. They left for Venezuela a half-hour ago. Wanna go to Colombia?"



Abby laughed slightly. "Why don't you go get them? I'll stay at the apartment and wait for the window to get fixed."



"Okay. I'm gonna come home and get my passport, and some clothes. Then I'll come back."



"Okay, I'll see you in a bit honey."







Luka had just finished packing his clothes. He assured the police that he was fine; he'd just go get his girls back.



Abby was standing by the door as he was getting his clothes and some reading material together. He grabbed his passport and shoved it into his backpack. Lugging his small duffel bag and his backpack out he stopped, putting the backpack on and slinging the duffel around his shoulder. He walked over to Abby and stopped before her. Smiling he put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her tenderly on the lips.



He walked out the door, on his way to Colombia to get his new twin daughters back. Abby watched him as he waited for the elevator to arrive, smiling. The elevator came and before he stepped on he looked towards her.



"I love you Abby."