A/N.: Woo hoo first chapter. Please review!! yea not much else to say but enjoy. ~joc~

~*~*~ 8 a.m.- Anaheim, CA ~*~*~
Connie flipped an egg over in the pan and then onto a plate.
"Jacob! Eggs," Connie said, placing the Pooh Bear plate on the counter. Jacob put down the blue crayon in the crevice of his coloring book. Connie cracked another egg into the frying pan. She heard Jake's chair squeak on the hard wood floor then his pudgy fingers crept up over the counter and grabbed the plate.
Guy walked into the kitchen with the 3-year-old, Gabrielle slung over his shoulder, asleep. He ruffled Jacob's sandy blond hair after he sat Gabby in the chair next to him and walked over to Connie. He tightened the strings on his green robe. Connie turned to kiss him, his wet hair brushed against her face.
"Mail's on the counter by the sink," Connie said, pointing to a stack of envelopes. Guy wrapped his arms around her and began to untie the front of her purple robe.
"Guy!" Connie yelped and hit Guy's hand with the plastic spatula. Guy smiled and looked at his two kids. Gabrielle had her head on the table with her chocolate brown hair spread all over the table and Jake was following Guy with his hazel eyes.
Guy walked over and began to sort the mail.
"Cons, you got a letter from Hockey Digest." he paused. "Bills, bills, bills.." he paused on a small white envelope with red dripping letters on it. "Connie." Guy mumbled. Connie put the eggs on a piece of toast. She trudged over to him and looked over his shoulder and down at his trembling hands. Connie drew in a sharp breath and clasped a hand over her mouth. Guy turned over the envelope and tore at the edges. He yanked out a white piece of paper. The bottom of the paper was fringed as though it had been torn and scrawled on the page were more red words this time even more haunting.

Quack, Quack, Quack
Final revenge

~*~*~ 5 a.m.- Denver, CO ~*~*~
"AHH!" 10 month old Elizabeth screamed from the room next to her parent's room. Julie poked Adam's ribs making him groan. She kicked his leg.
"Go!" she squealed.
"Ugh," Adam whined. Then he threw his legs over the side of the bed and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. He grabbed a pair of jeans and slid them on. Julie rolled over in the bed as Adam lurched out of the room and into the room next to theirs. Lizzy looked over the side of her crib and howled again.
"Shh," Adam whispered picking Elizabeth up and letting her head rest on his shoulder. As he rocked back and forth, Liz calmed down and her breath became slow and even. He patted her back and slowly her eyelids shut again. Adam sat down in a rocking chair next to the crib and rocked slowly as he watched her sleeping.
After a few minutes, he put her back in the cradle and tiptoed out to the kitchen. He opened a can of soda, sat down at the table, and began to read an article that Julie had written about his team's (Colorado Avs) win against the Minnesota Wild. There was a sudden knock at the door. Adam looked at his wristwatch. Who the hell is that? He walked to the door, turned the deadbolt, and cautiously opened the door. There was a single, small, white box on the ground addressed to Adam and Julie. It was written in thick black marker. He opened it to expose an even smaller box. It said 'Quack' all over it in what looked like. blood. He opened it to find a box that could fit in the palm of his hand. He opened it and a small piece of white paper fluttered out and to the ground. He picked it up and read: 'Quack, quack, quack. Watch your back.' It was written in blood. He looked into the box and then dropped it to the floor as he ran to the bathroom. A thick, red substance poured out of the black box and a small, white, duck eyeball rolled out. It lay there staring up at Julie as she came out to see what the commotion was about. The baby began to wail as Julie let out a blood-curdling scream.

A/N.: REVIEW!!! ~joc~