(A/N: The song 'I shall believe' is not mine and is only
being used for the soul purpose of expressing the characters
emotions. I changed a few words to help with that. Standard
disclaimers: same as in all the other chapters. I'm giving a
huge hint in the chapter if anyone catches it. This who done
it, isn't to hard for you guys is it?
Fade in.
(Five weeks after the kidnapping.)
(Kidnappers POV)
Man, what a hang over. The kid is still sleeping when I get up, and I'm thankful for that. Today, I know I have to go out for supplies, which meant having to take him out. I knew I would have to get the act down pat if I was going to pull this off. I pulled out some blankets and the car seat that I had bought, and got ready to go.
He needed a name, hmm, what to call him. I always was fond of the name Joseph, I thought and laughed. So Joseph it would be. I changed him, and gently put him in the car seat, and was amazed when he didn't wake up. Amazing what a little alcohol does to a kid.
While walking in the market, I made sure to keep his face as covered up as possible. Some women stopped and exclaimed how cute he was, and I just smiled and nodded. I didn't think to hide or change my appearance, so I just had to play it cool. I was lucky that Joseph was still sleeping during our little outing.
I had to make some new plans though. The media attention this was getting was dying down, and I knew if I was going to get out of town, I would have to do it soon.
(Harm's POV)
She told me she would be home by six, and it's going on nine thirty. I would be worried if Sturgis hadn't called me fifteen minutes ago and told me Mac and him were checking out some leads leaving me at home alone. He didn't tell me where they were going and hung up before I could ask.
I knew something was wrong, but what could I do? The police detective was supposed to call me anytime now, so I would have to wait until she comes home to question her. These last few weeks have put a huge stair on our marriage. All we seem to do now is fight, or hound the police about the case.
Don't get me wrong, I still love my wife with all my heart, but it seems that this is tearing us apart. We were both scared to death for Trey, and there was nothing we could do about it.
(Mac's POV)
I was four and a half hour's late getting home, and I knew Harm would demand answers. He waited for me on the porch swing with the phone sitting near by. We have been married almost four years now and he looks even handsomer then the day I met him. But the expression that he wore was a haggard one. It seems that we have both aged years in these past few weeks. This was the first time ever that I didn't want to come home. I didn't want to be reminded that my son wouldn't be home waiting for me.
Come to me now
And lay your hands over me
Even if it's a lie
Say it will be alright
And I shall believe
Broken in two
And I know you're on to me
That I only come home
When I'm so all alone
But I do believe
That not everything is gonna be
The way you think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly you won't give up one me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
By the time I reached the door, I don't know why, but I was in tears. Harm gave me a long look, before he held out his arms for me. I don't know how long he held me, but I knew he was crying to. Who cared about the military rules, our son was missing.
(Harm's POV)
Standing there holding Mac, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of guilt for not being there to protect my son. Mac tightened her hold around me, as I let out a sigh. I needed to be held by her, just as much as she needed to be held by me. Tonight was just about two parents grieving over the kidnapping of their son. Oh God, where is my son?
Open the door
And show me your face tonight
I know it's true
No one heals me like you
And you hold the key
Never again
But I turn away from you
I'm not happy tonight
But love is alright
And I do believe
That not everything is gonna be
The way you think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly you won't give up on me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
TBC
Fade in.
(Five weeks after the kidnapping.)
(Kidnappers POV)
Man, what a hang over. The kid is still sleeping when I get up, and I'm thankful for that. Today, I know I have to go out for supplies, which meant having to take him out. I knew I would have to get the act down pat if I was going to pull this off. I pulled out some blankets and the car seat that I had bought, and got ready to go.
He needed a name, hmm, what to call him. I always was fond of the name Joseph, I thought and laughed. So Joseph it would be. I changed him, and gently put him in the car seat, and was amazed when he didn't wake up. Amazing what a little alcohol does to a kid.
While walking in the market, I made sure to keep his face as covered up as possible. Some women stopped and exclaimed how cute he was, and I just smiled and nodded. I didn't think to hide or change my appearance, so I just had to play it cool. I was lucky that Joseph was still sleeping during our little outing.
I had to make some new plans though. The media attention this was getting was dying down, and I knew if I was going to get out of town, I would have to do it soon.
(Harm's POV)
She told me she would be home by six, and it's going on nine thirty. I would be worried if Sturgis hadn't called me fifteen minutes ago and told me Mac and him were checking out some leads leaving me at home alone. He didn't tell me where they were going and hung up before I could ask.
I knew something was wrong, but what could I do? The police detective was supposed to call me anytime now, so I would have to wait until she comes home to question her. These last few weeks have put a huge stair on our marriage. All we seem to do now is fight, or hound the police about the case.
Don't get me wrong, I still love my wife with all my heart, but it seems that this is tearing us apart. We were both scared to death for Trey, and there was nothing we could do about it.
(Mac's POV)
I was four and a half hour's late getting home, and I knew Harm would demand answers. He waited for me on the porch swing with the phone sitting near by. We have been married almost four years now and he looks even handsomer then the day I met him. But the expression that he wore was a haggard one. It seems that we have both aged years in these past few weeks. This was the first time ever that I didn't want to come home. I didn't want to be reminded that my son wouldn't be home waiting for me.
Come to me now
And lay your hands over me
Even if it's a lie
Say it will be alright
And I shall believe
Broken in two
And I know you're on to me
That I only come home
When I'm so all alone
But I do believe
That not everything is gonna be
The way you think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly you won't give up one me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
By the time I reached the door, I don't know why, but I was in tears. Harm gave me a long look, before he held out his arms for me. I don't know how long he held me, but I knew he was crying to. Who cared about the military rules, our son was missing.
(Harm's POV)
Standing there holding Mac, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of guilt for not being there to protect my son. Mac tightened her hold around me, as I let out a sigh. I needed to be held by her, just as much as she needed to be held by me. Tonight was just about two parents grieving over the kidnapping of their son. Oh God, where is my son?
Open the door
And show me your face tonight
I know it's true
No one heals me like you
And you hold the key
Never again
But I turn away from you
I'm not happy tonight
But love is alright
And I do believe
That not everything is gonna be
The way you think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly you won't give up on me
And I shall believe
I shall believe
TBC