Adventure of a Lifetime
Or So We Thought
'Satine?' Christian wandered into the school, searching for Satine. She had disappeared ten minutes ago and Christian had been wondering where she was. He expected to find her trying to calm Ashleigh down who had gotten angry because she couldn't finish her painting but she was sitting on a chair, clutching a glass of water.
'Sweetheart?' He said gently. Satine looked up with a tear stained face. Christian's face turned to one of concern. He knelt down next to her. 'Honey, what's wrong?'
'Sh-She's gone.' Came the choked reply.
'Gone? What do you mean gone?'
'She was taken.'
'Where was the teacher while this was going on?' Christian rose angrily and looked around for Ms Giles. Satine quickly stood up and held his arm.
'It's not her fault, Christian. He told her that he was my brother.'
'Mr Carter, I am truly sorry.' Ms Giles walked up to them.
'Sorry? You're sorry?! Sorry isn't good enough!' He shouted. 'My daughter has been taken by some maniac and you were the one who should have stopped it.' By now he was crying. He sat down and began to sob.
'Christian, this isn't helping anyone.' Satine rubbed his arm gently. 'We need to go and get Skye, go home and call the police.' Christian nodded and let his wife lead him out.
***
'What was you're daugter wearing, sir?' The policeman poised his pen, ready to write.
'She was wearing a white pinafore dress and her brown hair was up in bunches tied with blue ribbon. She was wearing black shoes and white stockings.' Christian knew that forever in his mind he would always remember what she was wearing. Satine had gone to bed early. She was upset and needed to rest. Christian would have liked to join her but the police had come round. Sitting on his lap was Skye, playing with a toy. Christian hadn't let her out of his sight since picking her up from Mrs Nugent's and he didn't plan to. He was afraid that she would be taken as well and had already moved her cot into his and Satine's bedroom. Satine didn't disagree with what he was doing. She wanted the same thing.
'Thank you, Mr Carter.' The policeman rose and Ginnie entered, ready to show him out. 'We will find her.' He promised. Christian nodded and kissed his daughter's cheek, hugging her closely to him.
***
Christian gently laid Skye's sleeping form into her cot that was situated next to his side of the bed. He pulled the covers back on his side and climbed in. Next to him Satine had her eyes closed and appeared to be sleeping. Christian pulled her to him, her face burrowed in his chest. After a few moments he could feel his nightshirt getting wet. He pulled Satine away and saw she was crying.
'Hey, it's all right.' He murmured, stroking her hair.
'I just want my baby back.' Sobbed Satine. Christian swallowed, the lump in his throat had suddenly gotten bigger. Before he had been talking about his daughter as if she didn't need him that much but when Satine mentioned her as a baby he realised how true it was. She still needed her parents so much.
'I know darling.'
'It's dark. She's scared of the dark. She'll be crying and scared.'
'We will find her.'
'Promise?'
'I promise.' Christian kissed her forehead and held her closely. Satine was satisfied with his answer. Christian hoped that he was right.
'Satine?' Christian wandered into the school, searching for Satine. She had disappeared ten minutes ago and Christian had been wondering where she was. He expected to find her trying to calm Ashleigh down who had gotten angry because she couldn't finish her painting but she was sitting on a chair, clutching a glass of water.
'Sweetheart?' He said gently. Satine looked up with a tear stained face. Christian's face turned to one of concern. He knelt down next to her. 'Honey, what's wrong?'
'Sh-She's gone.' Came the choked reply.
'Gone? What do you mean gone?'
'She was taken.'
'Where was the teacher while this was going on?' Christian rose angrily and looked around for Ms Giles. Satine quickly stood up and held his arm.
'It's not her fault, Christian. He told her that he was my brother.'
'Mr Carter, I am truly sorry.' Ms Giles walked up to them.
'Sorry? You're sorry?! Sorry isn't good enough!' He shouted. 'My daughter has been taken by some maniac and you were the one who should have stopped it.' By now he was crying. He sat down and began to sob.
'Christian, this isn't helping anyone.' Satine rubbed his arm gently. 'We need to go and get Skye, go home and call the police.' Christian nodded and let his wife lead him out.
***
'What was you're daugter wearing, sir?' The policeman poised his pen, ready to write.
'She was wearing a white pinafore dress and her brown hair was up in bunches tied with blue ribbon. She was wearing black shoes and white stockings.' Christian knew that forever in his mind he would always remember what she was wearing. Satine had gone to bed early. She was upset and needed to rest. Christian would have liked to join her but the police had come round. Sitting on his lap was Skye, playing with a toy. Christian hadn't let her out of his sight since picking her up from Mrs Nugent's and he didn't plan to. He was afraid that she would be taken as well and had already moved her cot into his and Satine's bedroom. Satine didn't disagree with what he was doing. She wanted the same thing.
'Thank you, Mr Carter.' The policeman rose and Ginnie entered, ready to show him out. 'We will find her.' He promised. Christian nodded and kissed his daughter's cheek, hugging her closely to him.
***
Christian gently laid Skye's sleeping form into her cot that was situated next to his side of the bed. He pulled the covers back on his side and climbed in. Next to him Satine had her eyes closed and appeared to be sleeping. Christian pulled her to him, her face burrowed in his chest. After a few moments he could feel his nightshirt getting wet. He pulled Satine away and saw she was crying.
'Hey, it's all right.' He murmured, stroking her hair.
'I just want my baby back.' Sobbed Satine. Christian swallowed, the lump in his throat had suddenly gotten bigger. Before he had been talking about his daughter as if she didn't need him that much but when Satine mentioned her as a baby he realised how true it was. She still needed her parents so much.
'I know darling.'
'It's dark. She's scared of the dark. She'll be crying and scared.'
'We will find her.'
'Promise?'
'I promise.' Christian kissed her forehead and held her closely. Satine was satisfied with his answer. Christian hoped that he was right.