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Chapter Four: Taken

Two weeks later

Clarice and Robert had been in court over the custody of Nick. The jury had ruled that Nick stay with his mother except for summers and alternating holidays. The thought of leaving him alone at all with Robert had worried her, but she was glad that at least he would be with her most of the time. She had also been concerned that Robert might do something drastic, and her fears had come true.

At 2:30 a.m., Robert had sneaked into the house and kidnapped Nick. Clarice had heard her son scream, and had ran downstairs with her gun, but she couldn't shoot without risking Nick's life, and she would rather him be with his father than be dead. She had immediately called the cops, and they had questioned her and then searched Robert's girlfriend's apartment, but to no avail. She finally had no choice but to stay at home and wait, and it was the hardest thing she had ever done.

She had eventually sat on the floor and leaned against Nick's bedroom door and cried until she made herself sick. Then she had mentally kicked herself over and over for letting Robert take him, but deep down she knew it wasn't her fault. She has finally calmed down enough that her tiredness has overcome her and she has almost fallen asleep against the door, when a familiar voice says, "Hello Clarice."