*Dun dun duuuuuuuuh! Last chapter I told ya'll that something bad was going
to happen, and so here it is! It's time for Syaoran and Eriol to bring
Aksana home, but there's something in the way that could prove to be fatal.
At home, Sakura gets a phone call that nearly stops her heart.*
Fighting For My Family
Syaoran packed his shirts neatly into his suitcase. It would have been like any other bag Syaoran had packed except for one small detail; there were little girl's clothing in the bag too. Syaoran picked up a tiny little yellow dress belonging to Aksana, his new daughter as of the previous day, and folded it neatly before setting it in the bag with her other clothes. Eriol was busily keeping his new 'neice' occupied while her father packed, scuttling about the hotel on his hands and knees. Aksana was perched on top of Eriol, squealing with delight.
"Fastow Unka Ewiow! Fastow!" Aksana cried, her green eyes sparkling as Eriol picked up the pace slightly. He ran into the bedroom where Syaoran was still packing. He was unconsciously scowling as he did his work; in fact, Syaoran was known to scowl at any given moment. Sakura chalked it down to being 'a Li thing'.
"Dada! Dada! Unka Ewiow cwashed!" Aksana cried, pointing to Eriol as he panted on the floor. Syaoran laughed and picked the two year old up, sitting her on the bathroom counter.
"Today we're going to see Mommy. Are you ready to see her?" Syaoran asked, pulling a small brush out of his bag and trying desperately to tie his daughter's hair up into some sort of ponytail. Aksana squirmed in Syaoran's grasp until he handed her his wallet. She opened it to the page he had shown her every night before bed and smiled.
"Moma!" Aksana whispered, showing the picture of Sakura to Syaoran. He nodded as he successfully tied the tiny girl's hair up.
"That's right. That's Mommy." Syaoran praised, turning the pages and showing Aksana the rest of her new family.
"Come on, Syaoran it's already past eleven, and our flight leaves at two! We need to get to the airport!" Eriol scolded, bringing the father and daughter out of their thoughts. Syaoran picked up Aksana and put her thick coat he had bought her around her arms and zipped it up. He laughed to himself as he watched the child toddle around. The two men grabbed their things and Aksana, then headed out the door.
Sakura was peacefully sleeping when the phone rang. Drowsy, the young woman answered it. Immediately, her eyes opened wide and she hung up. Tomoyo walked into Sakura's room, her face tired.
"What was that? It's nearly two in the morning! Who in their right mind would call at this time of night?" Tomoyo asked, rubbing her amethyst eyes slowly as she stretched. Sakura got out of bed and started changing hastily.
"I need to get to the hospital. There's been an accident." Sakura replied, her voice hoarse with worry. Tomoyo's eyes widened as Sakura's had moments before, and in no time, the girl was awake.
"What? Is it Syaoran and Eriol?! Is something wrong with the plane?" Tomoyo asked, slightly panicked. Sakura shook her head, putting the young woman's mind at ease.
"It's not that. It's something else. You stay here with Candidas. I might not be back in time to pick up the boys, so if I'm not, bring Syaoran to the hospital as soon as you can." Sakura said, her voice low as she gathered her purse and ran out the door. Tomoyo didn't even have time to ask who was in trouble. She leaned against the door frame of Sakura's house and watched as her best friend sped away.
Sakura burst through the emergency room doors, a frantic look on her young face. She walked quickly to the receptionist and caught her attention.
"I'm here to see Cass Sullivan." Sakura breathed, her face pale as she spoke.
Syaoran and Eriol stood at the terminal with Aksana, waiting to get on the plane home. The little girl was busily messing up Syaoran's hair as Eriol laughed. Syaoran shifted his gaze from his daughter for a moment to catch a glimpse of someone in the shadows. It looked like two, maybe three men, and they were dressed in dark clothing, at least from where Syaoran was standing.
"Hey. . . haven't we seen those guys around the hotel lately?" Syaoran asked Eriol, who looked over at the men and nodded.
"They're probably on our flight too. Ever think of that?" Eriol replied, shrugging off Syaoran's suspicion. The boarding call sounded, and Syaoran handed Aksana to Eriol while he grabbed his carry on.
"You! Stop right there!" a man with a thick Russian accent cried, stepping out of the shadows and pointing at Syaoran. He ushered Eriol onto the plane, then turned to face the man. His accomplices were also at his side, each with a small gun glimmering at their sides.
"Can I help you?" Syaoran asked. Something about this scenario wasn't right, and the young man felt his stomach tighten with anticipation.
"Get the girl." The man ordered. One of the men stepped forward toward the terminal, but Syaoran stepped in front of him, a scowl on his handsome face.
"She's not going anywhere. She's been adopted by me, and now she's going home." Syaoran said, his voice calm, but stern.
"Very well." The man said. At that moment, the two men dove at Syaoran, punching and kicking. Syaoran managed to get out of the arms of the men and crouched into a fighting stance. He watched as the plane started making its way to the runway. On that plane was his daughter, and he knew Eriol would see to it that no harm would come to her. His thoughts were broken when the two men came at him again, but this time Syaoran delivered his own attack, sending them both to the ground in moments. Smiling triumphantly, Syaoran looked up to find the man who had tried to take Aksana was gone. He felt a sudden jolt to the head, and the world went black.
Sakura walked down the narrow corridor with the nurse, wringing her hands as she went. She hadn't been told what was going on, only that there had been an accident, and Cass was in the hospital. Sakura walked through a door and gasped at what she saw.
"Oh my God. . . " Sakura whispered as she looked down at Cass' little body. His hands and feet were wrapped in gauze, and one of the child's arms was in a sling. His hair was singed, and his face had some soot on it. Crying, Sakura knelt down beside the boy she once called hers and touched his face with her fingertips. She traced the tube coming out of Cass' mouth to the respirator, which was pumping oxygen into his lungs.
"Mrs. Li, I take it?" a tall man with glasses asked. He was balding, and was wearing scrubs and a white coat. In his hand was a clipboard. Sakura nodded, unable to make herself speak.
"I'm Doctor Mason. Cass has suffered a broken arm, several minor burns, and some scrapes and bruises. He'll be on the respirator for a little while, as he inhaled a lot of smoke." The doctor explained. Sakura's eyes widened as the man explained Cass' situation.
"Wh-what happened?" Sakura managed after a moment. Her sad green eyes rested on the little boy as he slept.
"The police have gathered that there have been several fights at the Sullivan house in the last five months or so. Neighbors have consistently called the police to put an end to the fights, but to no avail. Around eleven o'clock, Marcus Sullivan and his wife Angel were heard arguing in the apartment. After some time, the place went silent. It was only a few minutes later the neighbors smelled the smoke and called the fire department." Doctor Mason explained, going over the page containing the details of what had happened.
"What started the fire? Who was to blame?" Sakura asked. By this time, her blood was starting to boil. All she could think about was Angel, and how she had stolen Cass away from her and Syaoran. How she had put him into danger.
"We are assuming that Angel Sullivan started the fire in a suicide attempt." Doctor Mason replied. Sakura's eyes widened.
"Suicide?!" Sakura gasped, holding her hand to her mouth as the information sank in. Dr. Mason nodded, his face grim.
"She didn't want to spend her life behind bars while her baby grew up." Dr. Mason said quietly.
"In jail. . . in jail?" Sakura asked, her mind reeling. This was too much to take in. Angel tried to kill herself and Cass. Where was Marcus?
"She killed her husband. Stabbed him right in the chest with a steak knife. She knew she'd be incarcerated, so she. . . " Dr. Mason started. The man looked away, toward the bed where Cass was laying.
"She what, Doctor?" Sakura asked, her voice tight with anticipation.
"She set herself on fire." Dr. Mason finished, his eyes sad. Sakura couldn't take anymore. She felt the tears roll down her face as she thought about Cass, and all the bad things that had been happening in his short life.
"Where. . . where do I come in on all of this?" Sakura asked, trying to compose herself.
"You and your husband had adopted Cass awhile back. Angel was still alive when she was brought into the ER, and she mentioned your names before she went into cardiac arrest and died. There is no family for Cass to go to. Her parents are dead, and Marcus' mother is in a mental institution for the murder of her husband. You and your husband are the only ones Cass has." Dr. Mason explained.
"Tell me what I need to do." Sakura whispered, taking one more look at the little boy she used to call her son.
Syaoran woke up in a dark room. He felt his head, minding the large bump on the back. Groaning in pain, Syaoran tried to stand, but was shoved to the ground roughly by an unknown source.
"You should have given us the girl," an angry sounding male voice said. "now you're going to have to pay with your life."
'What in the hell is going on?' Syaoran thought as he looked around the dark confines.
*Holy crap. . . I didn't know I was going to make things this bad. It just came out that way. Syaoran's been taken, and Sakura's got a lot more to worry about than she thinks! What's going to happen? Will Sakura get to adopt Cass once again? Will she ever see Syaoran again? Read and review to find out! Thanks!*
Fighting For My Family
Syaoran packed his shirts neatly into his suitcase. It would have been like any other bag Syaoran had packed except for one small detail; there were little girl's clothing in the bag too. Syaoran picked up a tiny little yellow dress belonging to Aksana, his new daughter as of the previous day, and folded it neatly before setting it in the bag with her other clothes. Eriol was busily keeping his new 'neice' occupied while her father packed, scuttling about the hotel on his hands and knees. Aksana was perched on top of Eriol, squealing with delight.
"Fastow Unka Ewiow! Fastow!" Aksana cried, her green eyes sparkling as Eriol picked up the pace slightly. He ran into the bedroom where Syaoran was still packing. He was unconsciously scowling as he did his work; in fact, Syaoran was known to scowl at any given moment. Sakura chalked it down to being 'a Li thing'.
"Dada! Dada! Unka Ewiow cwashed!" Aksana cried, pointing to Eriol as he panted on the floor. Syaoran laughed and picked the two year old up, sitting her on the bathroom counter.
"Today we're going to see Mommy. Are you ready to see her?" Syaoran asked, pulling a small brush out of his bag and trying desperately to tie his daughter's hair up into some sort of ponytail. Aksana squirmed in Syaoran's grasp until he handed her his wallet. She opened it to the page he had shown her every night before bed and smiled.
"Moma!" Aksana whispered, showing the picture of Sakura to Syaoran. He nodded as he successfully tied the tiny girl's hair up.
"That's right. That's Mommy." Syaoran praised, turning the pages and showing Aksana the rest of her new family.
"Come on, Syaoran it's already past eleven, and our flight leaves at two! We need to get to the airport!" Eriol scolded, bringing the father and daughter out of their thoughts. Syaoran picked up Aksana and put her thick coat he had bought her around her arms and zipped it up. He laughed to himself as he watched the child toddle around. The two men grabbed their things and Aksana, then headed out the door.
Sakura was peacefully sleeping when the phone rang. Drowsy, the young woman answered it. Immediately, her eyes opened wide and she hung up. Tomoyo walked into Sakura's room, her face tired.
"What was that? It's nearly two in the morning! Who in their right mind would call at this time of night?" Tomoyo asked, rubbing her amethyst eyes slowly as she stretched. Sakura got out of bed and started changing hastily.
"I need to get to the hospital. There's been an accident." Sakura replied, her voice hoarse with worry. Tomoyo's eyes widened as Sakura's had moments before, and in no time, the girl was awake.
"What? Is it Syaoran and Eriol?! Is something wrong with the plane?" Tomoyo asked, slightly panicked. Sakura shook her head, putting the young woman's mind at ease.
"It's not that. It's something else. You stay here with Candidas. I might not be back in time to pick up the boys, so if I'm not, bring Syaoran to the hospital as soon as you can." Sakura said, her voice low as she gathered her purse and ran out the door. Tomoyo didn't even have time to ask who was in trouble. She leaned against the door frame of Sakura's house and watched as her best friend sped away.
Sakura burst through the emergency room doors, a frantic look on her young face. She walked quickly to the receptionist and caught her attention.
"I'm here to see Cass Sullivan." Sakura breathed, her face pale as she spoke.
Syaoran and Eriol stood at the terminal with Aksana, waiting to get on the plane home. The little girl was busily messing up Syaoran's hair as Eriol laughed. Syaoran shifted his gaze from his daughter for a moment to catch a glimpse of someone in the shadows. It looked like two, maybe three men, and they were dressed in dark clothing, at least from where Syaoran was standing.
"Hey. . . haven't we seen those guys around the hotel lately?" Syaoran asked Eriol, who looked over at the men and nodded.
"They're probably on our flight too. Ever think of that?" Eriol replied, shrugging off Syaoran's suspicion. The boarding call sounded, and Syaoran handed Aksana to Eriol while he grabbed his carry on.
"You! Stop right there!" a man with a thick Russian accent cried, stepping out of the shadows and pointing at Syaoran. He ushered Eriol onto the plane, then turned to face the man. His accomplices were also at his side, each with a small gun glimmering at their sides.
"Can I help you?" Syaoran asked. Something about this scenario wasn't right, and the young man felt his stomach tighten with anticipation.
"Get the girl." The man ordered. One of the men stepped forward toward the terminal, but Syaoran stepped in front of him, a scowl on his handsome face.
"She's not going anywhere. She's been adopted by me, and now she's going home." Syaoran said, his voice calm, but stern.
"Very well." The man said. At that moment, the two men dove at Syaoran, punching and kicking. Syaoran managed to get out of the arms of the men and crouched into a fighting stance. He watched as the plane started making its way to the runway. On that plane was his daughter, and he knew Eriol would see to it that no harm would come to her. His thoughts were broken when the two men came at him again, but this time Syaoran delivered his own attack, sending them both to the ground in moments. Smiling triumphantly, Syaoran looked up to find the man who had tried to take Aksana was gone. He felt a sudden jolt to the head, and the world went black.
Sakura walked down the narrow corridor with the nurse, wringing her hands as she went. She hadn't been told what was going on, only that there had been an accident, and Cass was in the hospital. Sakura walked through a door and gasped at what she saw.
"Oh my God. . . " Sakura whispered as she looked down at Cass' little body. His hands and feet were wrapped in gauze, and one of the child's arms was in a sling. His hair was singed, and his face had some soot on it. Crying, Sakura knelt down beside the boy she once called hers and touched his face with her fingertips. She traced the tube coming out of Cass' mouth to the respirator, which was pumping oxygen into his lungs.
"Mrs. Li, I take it?" a tall man with glasses asked. He was balding, and was wearing scrubs and a white coat. In his hand was a clipboard. Sakura nodded, unable to make herself speak.
"I'm Doctor Mason. Cass has suffered a broken arm, several minor burns, and some scrapes and bruises. He'll be on the respirator for a little while, as he inhaled a lot of smoke." The doctor explained. Sakura's eyes widened as the man explained Cass' situation.
"Wh-what happened?" Sakura managed after a moment. Her sad green eyes rested on the little boy as he slept.
"The police have gathered that there have been several fights at the Sullivan house in the last five months or so. Neighbors have consistently called the police to put an end to the fights, but to no avail. Around eleven o'clock, Marcus Sullivan and his wife Angel were heard arguing in the apartment. After some time, the place went silent. It was only a few minutes later the neighbors smelled the smoke and called the fire department." Doctor Mason explained, going over the page containing the details of what had happened.
"What started the fire? Who was to blame?" Sakura asked. By this time, her blood was starting to boil. All she could think about was Angel, and how she had stolen Cass away from her and Syaoran. How she had put him into danger.
"We are assuming that Angel Sullivan started the fire in a suicide attempt." Doctor Mason replied. Sakura's eyes widened.
"Suicide?!" Sakura gasped, holding her hand to her mouth as the information sank in. Dr. Mason nodded, his face grim.
"She didn't want to spend her life behind bars while her baby grew up." Dr. Mason said quietly.
"In jail. . . in jail?" Sakura asked, her mind reeling. This was too much to take in. Angel tried to kill herself and Cass. Where was Marcus?
"She killed her husband. Stabbed him right in the chest with a steak knife. She knew she'd be incarcerated, so she. . . " Dr. Mason started. The man looked away, toward the bed where Cass was laying.
"She what, Doctor?" Sakura asked, her voice tight with anticipation.
"She set herself on fire." Dr. Mason finished, his eyes sad. Sakura couldn't take anymore. She felt the tears roll down her face as she thought about Cass, and all the bad things that had been happening in his short life.
"Where. . . where do I come in on all of this?" Sakura asked, trying to compose herself.
"You and your husband had adopted Cass awhile back. Angel was still alive when she was brought into the ER, and she mentioned your names before she went into cardiac arrest and died. There is no family for Cass to go to. Her parents are dead, and Marcus' mother is in a mental institution for the murder of her husband. You and your husband are the only ones Cass has." Dr. Mason explained.
"Tell me what I need to do." Sakura whispered, taking one more look at the little boy she used to call her son.
Syaoran woke up in a dark room. He felt his head, minding the large bump on the back. Groaning in pain, Syaoran tried to stand, but was shoved to the ground roughly by an unknown source.
"You should have given us the girl," an angry sounding male voice said. "now you're going to have to pay with your life."
'What in the hell is going on?' Syaoran thought as he looked around the dark confines.
*Holy crap. . . I didn't know I was going to make things this bad. It just came out that way. Syaoran's been taken, and Sakura's got a lot more to worry about than she thinks! What's going to happen? Will Sakura get to adopt Cass once again? Will she ever see Syaoran again? Read and review to find out! Thanks!*