A.N: THIS ONE TOOK ME AWHILE TO WRITE BECAUSE THIS IS BY FAR, THE LONGEST
CHAPTER IN THE ENTIRE STORY. I HAD A FEW PROBLEMS GETTING THE SCENES TO
SYNCHRONIZE WITH EACH OTHER BUT I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE TO YOU GUYS.
I AM RATING THIS CHAPTER R DUE TO GRAPHIC VIOLENCE. SO BEWARE. ALSO, KNOW THAT ALTHOUGH THERE IS A LOT OF ACTION, THERE ARE NOT A LOT OF FOX AND KAY'S POVS IN THE MATTER. THERE IS A REASON FOR THAT.
ALSO KNOW THAT ALTHOUGH THERE ARE A LOT OF CONVERSATIONS, EVERYTHING HAPPENS FAST NOT LIKE IN PASSIONS.
ENJOY.
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Heavy, hurried footsteps fell on the freshly cut and slightly damp grass of the Crane lawns as Miguel and Jessica not so subtly stole into the night like culprits. And that they were. Their breathing came in small, anxious gaps as they hurried ducked in and out through the trees.
"Where are you going?" Miguel asked when Jessica veered away from the direction they came in.
She quickly glanced back at him, her image looking sinister with the black mask over her face and the deadly gleam in her eyes. "There's a small entrance over here." Jessica replied as she pointed to the direction and hastened her pace. "Stop hauling ass, Miguel, or I'll leave you and let the dogs fee on you!"
Quickly looking back behind him, Miguel spotted a guard and a rather vicious looking hound dog coming their way. "Oh, God!" He heaved as he tried to catch up to jess. Even with his finely trimmed body and athleticism, Miguel was still lagging behind.
"Hurry!" Jessica called as she evaded a large tree and came into a small clearing. Finally, the small gate came into view and she made a quick exit.
Not quite paying attention due to sheer panic, Miguel stumbled against something large and fell face first on the ground. "Ah!" He screamed when he saw the dead body of a guard underneath him. He clumsily got up and tried to catch up to Jessica who did not bother to stop for him. "Where's the car?" Miguel breathlessly asked as he looked around the dark empty street.
Jessica pointed to where it was hidden, hopped onto the driver's seat and started the engine. A few seconds later, Miguel was buckled beside her and they were speeding down Raven Hill like they were in NASCAR.
"Check if anyone's behind us." Jessica ordered calmly as she tried to get a look as well from her rearview mirror.
Miguel, still shaking, turned his head to the road behind them and saw only darkness. "Nothing." He managed to whisper with a gulp. He shifted in his seat nervously and stole a quick glance at Jessica who was removing her mask.
"Good." She sighed.
He nodded, rubbing his now sweaty palms against his pant thighs. "I think I pissed my pants."
Jessica laughed somewhat awkwardly. "I'm so relieved right now; I'm going to forgive you."
"I fell on a dead body." Miguel uneasily conveyed. He was trembling so much that his teeth chattered. "Did you do that?"
Jessica shot him a guilty look. "I had to. He was going to catch us." She sincerely explained. "Don't worry; I don't think I killed him. I injured him enough to take him down. By the time the ambulance gets there, they can still save him."
"That's not the point, Jess, and he was dead. He was dead." He insisted. "Jesus Christ! Why did you do that? First, Rebecca and then a guard."
"I didn't want to but I had no choice." She whispered. "They were an obstacle and now they're collateral damage. And Rebecca was your fault."
Miguel shook his head in disbelief. "You didn't have to hurt them like that. We could have-"
"Have what?" Jessica interrupted him, her blue eyes flashing with annoyance. "We could have reasoned with them? Is that what we should have done?"
"No, but-"
"No! No buts, okay Miguel!" She snapped. "Look, when you do something like this, not everything is going to go as planned. It won't be one hundred percent perfect. There are uncontrollable forces, so you have to improvise. Your next move could get you killed." Jessica matter-of-factly explained.
Miguel shook his head again and sighed heavily. "There are still two dead people, Jess. You just killed two people and I am an accessory. My life is over." He suddenly felt like vomiting.
Jessica rolled her eyes. "You are so overdramatic sometimes." She muttered with a bitter scoff. "You're life is not over. No one knows it's us. All they would think is that it was a burglary gone wrong."
"How can you be so calm? We have just become criminals in less than one hour."
She shrugged nonchalantly. "And we are the only ones who know it. We won't tell so it doesn't matter."
"I guess." Miguel whispered unsurely.
Jess nodded. "You did great, Miguel. A little too hesitant but it's your first time so I'll cut you some slack." She gave him a playful pat on the shoulder and smiled at him.
"And you were too good. Apparently, breaking and entering is just like riding a bike to you. And hurting people isn't so new either. Am I right, Jess?" He drawled angrily, shooting her a displeased look.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to figure out what kind of mess I just got myself into." Miguel replied bitterly.
Jessica scoffed indignantly. "Don't. You're going to pull a muscle." She retorted snidely. "Don't try to make me the guilty party, Miguel, just because you're conscience is gnawing at you. We're both guilty and we know it."
"I didn't murder two people." He insisted stubbornly.
She slammed her foot on the brakes, causing the car to come to a screeching halt, the smell of burnt rubber faintly filling the air. "Enough with that already. I did it! Do I care? Not really. I did what I had to do to get us out. I can't say the same for you though."
"Do you even hear what you're saying?"
"I can hear myself just fine, Miguel. Now shut up!" Jessica hissed.
"Don't tell me to shut up!" He exclaimed furiously. "Do you know what this means? We are in deep shit, Jessica!" Miguel said, slamming his fist on the dashboard, grimacing when he saw the blood that had stained his sleeve. "We did all that for nothing! Nothing! We came out empty handed and we're screwed. Some plan this was." He would have felt better knowing that their plan was not in vain.
"Not entirely empty handed." Jessica quipped.
Miguel narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "So you got something. Thank God." He sounded relieved and his mood was momentarily lightened.
She shook her head hesitantly and bit her bottom lip. "Not what you think though."
"Jessica, enough with the mysterious small talk." He chided sternly. "What did you get?" Miguel demanded impatiently.
"Not, what, Miguel." Jessica corrected him as her lips began to curl into a small smile. "Who."
Miguel gasped in horror. "No, please, please tell me you did not just kidnap one of them." He pleaded desperately, shaking his head.
"Not just anyone." She replied in a smooth, pleased tone. "Kay."
"Kay!" Miguel shrieked.
"Yes, I had to."
"You had to?" He exclaimed dubiously. "Have you lost you God damn mind?"
Jessica heaved as sigh. "I know it wasn't part of the plan but-"
"Of course it wasn't part of the plan! I wouldn't have agreed to do this if I knew kidnapping was part of it!" He was beginning to yell. "What the hell got into you?"
"I was just trying to hurt her enough to scare her, Miguel, but you caused such a commotion that she woke up." Jessica replied softly. "I couldn't leave. She would have told and then it's all over for us. Can't you see that I really had no option but to take her?"
Miguel groaned, feeling queasy. "Great. I might as well book myself a reservation at the state penitentiary."
"You're not going to become some tattoo covered inmate's bitch and shower buddy, Miguel. Not if I can help it." Jessica reassured him, trying to stifle a grin.
He gritted his teeth. "We won't get away with this, Jessica. The Cranes and the Callaways will have the whole country in an uproar. The FBI, CIA and every police in the state will be all over this."
"Well, if it does come to that, we have at least over a half house head start on them. We have enough to do what we have to. You just trust me on this, Miguel. It won't work if we turn against each other." Jessica stated.
"I trust you, Jess, but we're way over our head in this."
Jessica scoffed. "I know what I'm doing, Miguel." She told him confidently.
"And that doesn't reassure me one bit." He muttered. "Look, Jess, this isn't the best time to do this but I want out."
"Absolutely not, Miguel." Jessica quickly refused without even glancing his way.
Miguel scoffed acrimoniously. "I am not asking for your permission, Jessica." He argued grimly.
She threw her head back and let out a bitter, somewhat sarcastic laugh. "And I am not giving you an option." Jessica drawled spitefully, glaring at him. "You're going to see this through to the end."
"You dragged me into this mess. Now I want out and that's final!" He yelled. Miguel was not going to let Jessica ruin whatever was left of his life. Perhaps, there was still time to salvage things before it was too late.
"You fucking coward!" Jessica hissed venomously. "So, now you want to quit just because it got tough? You are as much as part of this as I am, Miguel. I don't give a rat's ass about how guilty your conscience is making you. We're going to finish this together!" She insisted acrimoniously. "So suck it up and grow some balls!"
Miguel was rendered speechless. He had never seen Jessica act so crazed in his life. She was beginning to scare him. Fearful that she might do something rash, Miguel decided to play it out. Perhaps, he could still leave and convince Jessica that it was her idea. "You didn't kill Kay, did you?" He asked hesitantly after a long moment of awkward silence.
"No." She replied brusquely.
"She might suffocate in the trunk, Jess." He whispered glancing back.
Jessica smirked evilly. "I don't care. In fact, I'm counting on it. That way, it'll save us some work." She spat out bitterly.
"You don't mean that."
"Don't I?" She retorted sarcastically. "How would you know, Miguel?"
Miguel exhaled shakily; running is fingers through his dark hair. "You're not a cold blooded killer, Jess." He hoped.
Jessica laughed. "And if I turned into one and chopped Kay into bits, no one would hold it against me. That slut has done so many horrible things to everyone that I would be doing the world a favor by getting rid of her."
Miguel prayed she did not mean that. He was not going to chop anyone into bits, not even Kay. "So what exactly are we going to do with her?" He asked curiously. "She can't just stay in the trunk all night and we can't just drive around."
"We're going to teach her a little lesson, Miguel. I'll make it extra special just for her." Jessica declared evilly. "And then she'll leave Harmony and never come back if she knows what's good for her."
He sighed nervously. "Don't you think pushing her down the stairs, breaking into her home, hurting one of her friends and kidnapping her is lesson enough?" Miguel asked.
She shook her head fiercely. "Not, it's not."
"Jess, we can just leave her on the street. As long as they find her alive, no one will truly care that we kidnapped her." He suggested, hoping that she would buy this. Miguel no longer cared about what they could do to Kay to punish her. He just wanted this disaster to end quickly.
"We'll I haven't decided whether Kay will live to see another day or not." When Miguel's face turned ghostly white from dread, Jessica chuckled. "I'm joking....a little."
"We can still leave her somewhere not so visible. Look, it's raining. She could die from hypothermia."
Jessica smirked. "You only get hypothermia from freezing conditions, Miguel. Rain won't do it." She stated.
"She'll catch pneumonia then." He insisted. "If we let her go now, they can't hold us responsible for what happens to her after that. Jess, we really don't have time to torture Kay or punish her. The police are going to be looking for her. We'll be first on their list of suspects." He said, trying to reason with Jessica.
"Dad and Uncle Hank won't believe it if they try to name us as the suspects. That'll give us a few extra minutes." She reassured him.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
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Fox rushed to the bedroom he shared with Kay, willing himself to believe that she was sleeping safely and that his fears were completely ridiculous. His heart sank when he saw that the bedroom door ajar and without as much as a pause, he stormed into the room. There was no sign of Kay except for a dark bloodstain on the spot where she had laid with Fox not too long ago. He almost staggered back when Fox saw the blood but he gritted his teeth instead and ran to the bathroom and to the walk-in closet, clinging to the fragile hope that he might find her there.
But as Fox feared, Kay was gone.
"Oh, God." He gasped, bringing his shaky hands to his face. Wherever she is, let her be alright, Fox silently prayed, his heart beating so rapidly it made his chest hurt. If anything happened to Kay, Fox knew he would lose it. She was his world.
"Where is she? Is Kay alright?" Jason frantically demanded as he and Miranda left Gwen and Julian with the still unconscious Rebecca and came into the room.
"She's gone." Fox conveyed, his voice trembling with fear as dreadful thoughts of what might be happening to Kay filled his mind. Exhaling shakily, his gaze went to the window. With heavy feet, Fox took quick strides to the window, hoping, praying that when he looks down he would not find Kay's twisted and broken body lying at the bottom. When Fox saw nothing but grass, he sighed in relief.
When Miranda spotted the blood on the bed, she gasped in horror. "Oh, God. Is she-?"
Fox glared at her. "Don't even think it!" He hissed sternly as he brushed past Miranda and Jason. Fox could not let himself think that she was dead. Kay had to be alive. He was going to ask her to marry him; Gwen was going to plan their wedding and they were finally going to get the happiness that they long craved and deserved.
He could not lose her now.
Jason took one last glance at the blood, dread settling at the pit of his stomach, before following Fox down the stairs with Miranda in tow. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find Kay." Fox hastily replied. Every minute counted now. "Did you call the police?"
"Yes."
"I'm coming with you but what about Rebecca?" Miranda asked.
"Julian and I will stay with her." Gwen quickly declared aloud from the top of the stairs. "Go find Kay."
The trio nodded in unison before walking out the front door into the rain. The guards, who were oblivious of the chaos that was happening around them, were alerted. Security tapes from within the hour were rechecked.
"Mr. Crane!" One of the guards called and Fox, Jason and Miranda ran to where he was. They stopped dead in their tracks when they spotted the lifeless guard on the ground, soaked by rain and his own blood.
Fox gasped and without saying another word, he turned on his heel and ran back to the mansion.
A few minutes later, Sam and Hank strolled into the Crane mansion with both a frown on their faces. Hank was concerned while Sam was rather annoyed to be called out into the lion's den in the middle of the night in the rain to what was probably another elaborate publicity stunt arranged by either Kay or the Cranes or both. Although the call was about Rebecca being attacked, Sam could not help but be dubious.
"Alright, what's the emergency?" He dryly asked Julian who was nervously pacing in front of a worried looking man and woman that he did not recognize. Beside him, Hank frowned.
"Rebecca has been attacked! Where's the bloody ambulance?" Julian shrieked. Just then two paramedics wheeled a gurney into the house. "She's upstairs in the study! Come on! Hurry!" He ordered, practically pushing the paramedics up the stairs.
Sam frowned at Julian's impatience. "There's no need to harass them, Julian." He declared bitterly but the other man ignored him.
"There's been another attack." Jason immediately announced.
Hank's frown deepened. "Attack?"
"Yes," Jason confirmed grimly with a heavy sigh. "Kay has been kidnapped and one of the guards has been murdered."
"Kidnapped and murdered?" Hank echoed, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He and Sam exchanged a suspicious look.
Beside Jason, Miranda frowned at the tall blonde officer. "Must you repeat every last word my brother says?" She asked in sheer annoyance, her voice rising. "Do you have a hearing impediment?"
Hank narrowed his eyes at the redhead and frowned. "Excuse me?"
"A deaf police officer. Great!" Miranda muttered under her breath, throwing her hands in the air in frustration. "Jason, call the damn FBI already."
"There's no need for insults, young lady." Sam immediately snapped. "We are police officers."
Miranda threw him a disgruntled look. "Young lady? Do I look like a teenager to you?"
"You act like one." He retorted snidely.
Before Miranda could open her mouth and argue, Jason quickly shot her a warning glare. "Enough." He scolded. "We have no time for this. Let's focus here. Kay is in danger." He stated angrily.
"This better not be one of her stunts." Sam declared. "We have lives you know."
Jason narrowed his eyes at Sam and scoffed. "I can't believe I'm hearing this. You're complaining?"
"Considering Kay's track record, yes, I'm complaining. It's hard to take whatever she does seriously. Now, where is Fox? I'm sure he's in on this." Sam declared coldly as he looked around for the other man.
"I'm right here." Fox replied as he stormed into the room in frustration. "If you must know, I was calling my grandfather." He sighed. Alistair had been unreachable. "Now, why are you just standing there like a bunch of idiots instead of looking for Kay? Rebecca has been attacked and Kay has been abducted and one of my guards has been stabbed to death. This is not a damn game!" He snarled at the two Bennett men who had no intention of backing down.
"Alright." Hank cut in. "I'm calling for backup and I'm putting an APB out there. We'll find her."
Sam nodded somberly. "Show me the crime scene."
"Why?" Fox demanded impatiently. "You should be looking for Kay already before this whole situation gets worse."
"Look, son-"
Fox growled. "Don't you dare call me that. I am not a bastard like your precious Ethan."
"Alright, Fox. We have procedures to follow. We have to check the crime scene before it gets contaminated. Now, from the looks of the place, this is either a burglary gone wrong or a kidnap for ransom." He drawled as if he was talking to a four year old.
Fox shook his head in dismay. "And you couldn't care less." He hissed as he led Sam to the bedroom.
"I do care!" The older man protested.
"Then act like it, dammit! Kay is not just another person. She is your daughter! Why are you stalling?"
Sam shook his head. "We don't have special procedures for 'family', Fox." He retorted bitterly.
"Right." He muttered incredulously. "Now, you've seen the blood on the bed. Are you satisfied? Will you look for Kay now?" Fox could not even believe why he was depending on this man for help but considering that Alistair was unreachable, he had no other choice.
"Not yet. Was there anything stolen?"
"No, and I don't care. I just want to find Kay alive and safe." He replied impatiently. When I get my hands on who took her, they'll wish they were never born, Fox murderously vowed.
Sam nodded. "I know but you have to wait."
Fox sighed, his patience diminishing. "If Kay is placed in more harm due to your lack of interest in this, I swear on everything that I stand for, I will have your badge and everyone's in the department so fast it will make your head spin."
"Well, Fox, you don't stand for much, so-" Before he could even finish, Fox balled his fists and punched Sam, sending the older man reeling backwards with a bloody nose. Sam regained his composure and retaliated. Hell finally broke loose and Hank and Jason had to pull them apart.
"You bastard!" Fox yelled. "I can have you and your family wiped out from the face of the earth for this!"
"Stop!" Hank yelled.
"Assaulting and threatening a police officer. You're going to jail, Fox Crane. Now turn around!" Sam ordered furiously as Hank loosened his grip on his brother.
Jason immediately stepped in between the enraged men, steeling his glare on Sam. "Officer-"
"That's Chief Bennett to you!" Sam corrected him angrily.
"Chief Bennett," Jason echoed with distaste, not at all impressed by the measly title. "If you don't do this right and Kay is harmed more than she already is, I will use every power that I have to destroy whatever you have left." Jason was not one to make threats but Kay was out there, probably scared beyond belief and there was nothing they could do to help. Extreme measures had to be taken.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Sam scoffed.
"Someone you would rather not be enemies with." He hissed dangerously. "If you think the Cranes are bad, then you don't want me on their side."
"Well, you can make as many threats as you want but now you can join Fox in jail."
"Sam," Hank quietly intervened. "We don't have time for this. They're right. Kay is in danger and we have to everything we can to find her before its too late. We can settle all this arguing later." He was trying to be the reasonable one out of the group.
"Finally!" Miranda exclaimed. "Someone who knows how to do their job."
Before anyone could say anything else, the phone rang and Fox went to answer it. When Alistair's voice echoed from the other end, Fox felt hope wash over him.
"Where is she?"
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"What are we doing here?" Miguel agitatedly asked as he and Jessica pulled up the dark Russell driveway. "Jess?"
"Simone is in Boston visiting her family for a couple of days." Jessica replied calmly as she put the car into park. "We can use her house to hide in. I'm going to open the garage so take the wheel and park it inside." She instructed as she stepped out of the car, punching in the security codes to open the garage door. Miguel quickly parked the car inside, almost crashing into a few items. "Do you have to be so clumsy?" Jessica asked as she turned the lights on and Miguel stepped out.
"I was nervous." He replied pathetically, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Jess, this is breaking and entering again." Miguel gave her a pointed look. He did not want to add another crime in the list of things he has done so far tonight.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Not if Simone asked me to housesit." She stated. "Now, don't just stand there. Get Kay out. You're wasting time."
Miguel quickly walked to the trunk and opened it, lifting an unconscious Kay out. "She lost a lot of blood, Jess." He told her as he shifted Kay in his arms.
"I don't really care." Jessica spat snidely as she opened the door leading to the rest of the house. "Now, move, Miguel! Put her in the kitchen and tie her up."
Nodding, Miguel walked into the kitchen, gingerly setting Kay down on a chair. "Don't you dare die or we're screwed." He mumbled, noting how peacefully she looked. He almost forgot that she was supposed to be their evil arch nemesis.
Jessica hastily strolled into the room, shooting him a displeased look. "Do I have to do everything myself?" She hissed as she began to viciously tie Kay's hands behind the chair. Jessica expertly bound her legs, blindfolded Kay and duck taped her mouth.
"Jess, easy. She isn't going to go anywhere." Miguel nervously drawled as he folded his arms and leaned against the counter. "She's barely awake."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Don't tell me what to do, Miguel since you don't do anything at all." Jess retorted as she stood back up and examined her handiwork. "Time to shine." She flashed a wicked grin at Miguel.
"What are you going to do?" He asked fearfully.
Jessica shrugged, tapping her foot. "I haven't decided yet." She replied as she pulled out the knife she had stabbed Kay with earlier and pursed her lips. "It depends on how much this little bitch can take."
He looked horrified. Miguel hated Kay but he was not going to torture her. "Jess-"
"Not another word." She instructed sternly before lifting her hand up and slapping Kay so hard that Miguel thought Jessica had surely broken Kay's neck. "Wakey-wakey, Kay." She said in a sing song voice before delivering another blow. Kay's head rolled back and she groaned from the pain. "Come on Kay show us how tough you are." Jessica taunted as she circled Kay. When the other girl didn't make a noise, Jessica grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back sadistically.
"Jessica, stop." Miguel implored. She was truly scaring him now. He was afraid that Jessica would stab Kay any minute, ending her life so viciously, turning them into murderers.
She narrowed her eyes at him and huffed. "Don't interrupt me." Jessica scolded, tightening her fingers around Kay's hair. "How do you like this, big sister?" She hissed into her sister's ear, running the sharp tip of the knife on Kay's cheek, drawing blood. Kay flinched, whimpering from the pain as tears welled up in her eyes.
"This is inhuman." Miguel declared, wringing his hands together as he took pity on Kay. This was not how it was supposed to go.
"Then don't watch." Jessica hissed, knitting her eyebrows into a frown.
He firmly shook his head. "I am not going to leave you alone with her. This is too much, Jessica. This is not right." He insisted angrily.
"It wasn't right when she tore our families up. It wasn't right when she hurt the people we love. She has to pay!" Jessica yelled, glancing back down at Kay with pure loathing. "Why don't I cut her tongue out? It's her lying, big mouth that started all this mess." Miguel almost fainted as he looked at Jessica with horror. She was far from joking. "Stupid! Stupid!" She wildly yelled slapping Kay over and over again. "Stupid bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Jessica slapped Kay again before dropping her knife and shaking her violently. She then wrapped her finger's tightly around the other girl's neck and began to strangle her.
Miguel walked over to Jessica and tried to pull her off of Kay with all his strength.
"Stop!" He yelled but she struggled against his hold and continued to try to strangle Kay. Miguel quickly grabbed Jessica by the waist, lifted her off her feet and pulled her back forcefully, sending both of them on the ground while Kay's chair fell back, crushing her hands and wrists.
Suddenly, someone screamed.
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John impatiently rapped his knuckles on the Hastings's front door, shivering slightly from the cold and from his nervousness. He had not been home to see his 'parents' in months or spoken to either of them and he never imagined that Miranda's tearful call in the middle of the night would prompt his return.
The front door finally opened, revealing a sleepy and rather annoyed David and Grace. "John?" His father croaked, looking surprised. "It's one in the morning. What's wrong?" He drawled. As much as David was pleased to see his son, he did not appreciate being woken up in the middle of the night.
"This is not a social call." John replied somewhat bitterly as he stood with a stubborn stance. Seeing David and Grace still hurt but it had to be done, for Kay's sake. "Where's Kay?"
Beside David, Grace frowned and folded her arms as if to shield herself from the cold. "John, you know that this is the last place Kay would be. Why are you looking for her here in the middle of the night?"
"Come inside. It's cold." David beckoned before John could reply.
He sighed and stepped inside somewhat reluctantly. "Kay is missing." He declared miserably.
"Missing? How?" David asked as he shut the door. He wondered if Kay pulled another Houdini disappearing act. Fox Crane must have done something now to get her to run away again.
John shrugged impatiently. "Look, I don't know the whole story. Someone took her." He replied.
"And you think we did it?" Grace asked in disbelief. She was thoroughly insulted. "We are not monsters, John." She said giving him a hurt look.
"I'm not implying anything. I'm asking you because you don't like her." He retorted angrily, wishing he was somewhere else.
"Half the town doesn't her, John." David stubbornly declared while Grace scoffed.
"We may not like Kay right now but kidnapping her is overkill. What would we accomplish by kidnapping her? Really, think about what you're saying." Grace said angrily and David put his arm around her.
"Aunt Grace, what's going on?" Charity drowsily asked as she came into the room.
Grace walked over to her niece. "It's nothing, Charity, go back to bed." She said softly, wrapping one arm around Charity's shoulder.
"What's John doing here?" She curiously asked.
John ignored her. "Where's Jessica?" He asked, running up the stairs to Jessica's room. Grace and David quickly followed him, a confused Charity in tow. He hastily knocked on the door and when there was no reply, he pushed the door open. It was empty. "Where is she?"
"We don't know. Calm down."
"Kay is in danger!" John persisted furiously. "Jess took her and you're covering for her, aren't you?" He said accusingly.
"Hold on a minute!" David protested.
"Jessica didn't kidnap Kay, John." Grace argued firmly. "And we're not covering up for her." John narrowed his eyes as if to see if they were lying.
Charity looked at everyone in the room. "Kay was kidnapped?" She echoed worriedly. Still, no one answered her.
"If you know anything, tell me now!" John pleaded.
"We don't know anything!" David yelled. "I will not have you barge in here in the middle of the night, accusing us of these crimes!"
John sighed, giving his father and Grace an apologetic look. "Kay is pregnant." He whispered, hoping that perhaps this would be reason enough to get them to help. David, Grace and Charity looked shocked. "It's not just her life that is in danger. Now please, if you know anything, tell me before it is too late."
"Oh my God." Grace gasped in shock, bringing her hands to her lips. She knew what it was like to lose a child and she did not wish that on Kay who's already lost her first. Despite their differences, Grace hoped she was alright.
David shook his head and patted John's shoulder sympathetically. "I'm sorry, son. We don't know anything. If there's anything we could do-"
"When you find out something, anything, call me." He stated desperately. David and Grace nodded.
"We will." They promised.
"What if Jessica was kidnapped too?" Charity whispered in fright.
"I doubt that." John quipped before walking out of the house. He had a feeling that it was Jessica all along.
Grace walked over to Charity and hugged her tightly. "Jessica isn't kidnapped, Charity. She's probably sleeping next door or at Simone's." She reassured her. "David and I are going to check, alright."
Charity nodded wearily. "I'm going to call Miguel to see if he's alright." She declared as she walked over to the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello?" Pilar's sleepy voice replied.
"Sorry to wake you up, Pilar." Charity quietly apologized.
Pilar groaned. "Charity? What's wrong?" She asked as she glanced at the alarm clock by the night stand.
"Nothing, really. I just wanted to see if Miguel is alright." She declared.
"Miguel is asleep Charity. What happened? You sound strange." Pilar whispered, settling back down on the bed.
Charity sighed and bit her bottom lip. "Something happened. Kay has been kidnapped and now Jessica is missing."
Pilar gasped. "Dios mio!" She whispered fearfully.
"I'm sure it's nothing. I just wanted to make sure Miguel was alright. I don't know what I would do if I lost him." Charity declared somberly, sighing as she did so.
"I'm sure Miguel is fine but I'll check his room anyway." Pilar offered as she stepped out of her warm bed, slipped on her slippers and walked over to her son's room. She gasped when she found Miguel's bed empty and still neatly made.
"Pilar, what's the matter? Is Miguel missing too?" She asked, growing quite worried.
The older woman swallowed nervously. "Miguel is sleeping, Charity." She quickly lied. "Call back in the morning, alright?"
Charity nodded, smiling in relief. "Thanks, Pilar. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Charity." She replied as she hung up and dialed another number. "Luis."
"Mama?" He groggily asked.
She sighed, creasing her forehead into a deep frown. "Miguel is in trouble. I think he took Kay. You have to find him."
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"What the fuck are you doing?!" Simone shrieked as she dropped everything she was carrying and rushed over to Kay and tried to untie her. "Are you crazy?!"
"Don't do that, Simone!" Jessica warned angrily.
"She's lost it!" Miguel declared.
Simone glared at Jessica who Miguel was trying to hold back. "Kay, are you alright?" She asked as she gingerly tried to remove the tape from Kay's mouth. Jessica elbowed Miguel in the stomach, causing him to loosen his grip on her. Jessica firmly grabbed Simone back.
"I said not to do that." She hissed.
Simone yanked her arm back. "Don't tell me what not to do in my house." She retorted through gritted teeth. "I'm calling the police."
"Simone, I can explain." Jessica pleaded, softening her tone slightly while Miguel walked over to Kay, putting the chair back into an upright position.
The other girl scoffed. "Explain what, Jessica? How the hell can you explain something like this?"
Jessica sighed softly. "Just hear me out before you do anything rash."
"Rash?" Simone echoed incredulously. "Jessica, do you even know what it means?"
"Just go into the other room with me, alright? Miguel, watch her." Jessica instructed as she ushered Simone into the living room.
Simone rubbed her fingertips on her temple and started pacing frantically. "I leave Harmony for a few days and I ask you to housesit while I'm gone. And this is what you do?" She ranted vehemently.
"It's not what you think."
"Not what I think?" She echoed furiously, practically screaming. "What the hell am I supposed to think when I walk in here and I see my best friends holding Kay hostage and torturing her? What, Jess? Tell me!"
Jessica bit her lip and placed her hands on her hips. "Simone, calm down and stop yelling, please."
"Stop telling me what to do!" She screeched. "You have turned my house into a fucking crime scene and you have gotten me into a mess that I never asked for. If I hadn't come home early, what were you going to do with Kay, huh?"
"Simone, if you would just let me explain-"
The other girl quickly interrupted her. "No, I don't care about what you have to say. I saw what I saw. Now, I am calling the police before this gets any worse." She declared as she stalked over to where the phone was.
"Wait-"
"No, Jessica. I am not going to be part of this." Simone protested angrily. "My family is messed up enough. I don't need to add this into the long list of what's wrong with us. I'm giving you five minutes to leave. Then I'm calling the police."
The brunette shook her head at her friend. "Sorry, Simone but I have to do this. You should understand out of all people." With that said she picked up the lamp nearby, clobbering Simone over the head, knocking her unconscious.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Miguel gingerly removed the tape over Kay's mouth. She winced slightly. "You have to let me go." Kay desperately pleaded, her voice hoarse. She was bleeding all over and half the time, she was too delirious to know what was happening. All she could think of was whether or not she had miscarried. When Miguel remained silent, Kay continued. "Miguel, I know this is you." He shifted uncomfortably, wanting to prove her wrong but knowing he should not reveal himself. "I heard you and Jessica but I don't care. Just let me go, please." She begged wincing from the pain in her right side when she tried to move.
"Why?" He dared to ask, glancing at the door to make sure Jessica was nowhere near. She would surely lose it.
"Because," She replied weakly, a sob caught in her throat. "Because I'm pregnant." She whimpered as hot tears welled up in her eyes, soaking the blindfold.
He looked at her dubiously. "You're lying." Miguel whispered.
Kay shook her head. "No, please, I'm not lying. Miguel, you don't want to be responsible for something like this. I can't go through losing another child, Miguel." She pleaded, now crying softly. "You know how much it hurts."
"Yeah." He mumbled as his mind filled with thoughts of the daughter her could have had. "But I still don't believe you."
"They already know that you took me. Alistair sees all, have you forgotten? If you help me, he won't punish you as much." She declared, hoping, praying that this would do the trick. Kay was running out of ideas and right now, she was willing to promise Miguel anything as long as he helped her get away.
"You swear?"
She nodded, feeling suddenly very dizzy. "Yes."
Knowing that this was probably his only way of redeeming this gigantic mistake, Miguel sighed and began to untie the rope around Kay's ankles. "You better stick to your word because you are not getting out of this if I don't help you." He whispered.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Jessica demanded when she saw Kay's ankles unbound and Miguel looking very guilty.
Before he could answer, Luis stormed into the kitchen, panting. "Miguel!" He yelled breathlessly.
"Shit!" Jessica hissed as she walked over to Kay.
"Oh, my God!" He gasped when he saw the bloody and beaten Kay. "Never mind. We have to go. They're looking for Kay."
Miguel looked at Jessica who was now scowling, not at all pleased with the way the plan was going. But then a thought came to her. "Go." She said.
"What?" Miguel asked, shocked that she was letting him get away so easily.
"You heard her, Miguel. Let's go!" Luis nervously coaxed.
Jessica pasted her best smile on her lips. "It looks like the plan is going downhill, Miguel. I have to see this through and if I'm going to jail or dying for this, you have to promise me that you will finish it if I don't get to. Or else."
"Jess, I don't-"
"Miguel!" Luis intervened. "We have to get out of here!"
"Promise me!" Jessica insisted firmly.
Miguel nodded hurriedly. "Fine." He relented before he and Luis made a run for it back to their house.
Jessica sighed somewhat dejectedly, pursing her lips. "Well, Kay, it's just you and me." She said as she walked over to Kay and punched her. Violently, grabbing Kay out of the chair, Jessica dragged her out of the house and into the car. She began to drive to the docks, grabbing Kay by the hair and slamming her head against the side of the car when she struggled. "Last stop: Hell."
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"Jessica Bennett and her idiot friend took Kay, Nicholas." Alistair sternly declared over the phone. "Any imbecile would have figured that out. Now go get her or I swear I'll have your head served on a platter."
Fox sighed. "Don't worry, grandfather. I would rather die than lose her." He vowed solemnly.
"They're headed towards the pier in a red Toyota via Pacific Street. Now Go!" Alistair roared.
Fox did not even bother to make a snappy retort. Instead, he nodded and hung up. "Your daughter took her." He said to Sam who sputtered in disbelief.
"That is a lie!" Sam protested
"Not now, Sam." Hank quietly said, holding her brother back. He shook his head in disbelief. How had their lives gotten this complicated?
"John just called me and said that Jessica is missing from the house!" Miranda hastily declared as she rushed back into the room where everyone was waiting. "She must have taken Kay!"
"We know." Fox answered with a heavy sigh. "Let's go." He declared as everyone rushed out of the house.
He took one of his sports cars while Miranda and Jason rode in another, followed by Hank, and Sam who was still protesting about Jessica being the kidnapper.
Fox drove swiftly, breaking every speeding law out there, not at all caring who he would run over as long as he got to Kay in time. The rest of the group followed behind him, sirens blaring, waking half the neighborhood up.
A few minutes later, Fox spotted the red Toyota, just turning on Riverside Drive, heading towards the pier. He drove up right next to the car, the street dangerously too narrow to fit both vehicles. Fox spotted Jessica, grinning victoriously while Kay sat in the passenger's seat beside her, bleeding and unconsciously, her arm twisted in a strange position. Fox felt tears in the corner of his eyes, his heart breaking into pieces when he saw Kay so helpless. It made his need to hurt Jessica back only strengthen.
"Pull over!" He angrily yelled at Jessica.
The girl looked startled to see him but she made no indication of pulling over. "Sorry Fox but there's one stop that Kay and I still have to make!" She shouted as she rolled down her window and speed up.
"Bitch!" Fox yelled, gaining speed. "Pull over now or I will shoot you!" He threatened venomously as he grabbed a gun from the glove compartment and aimed it at Jessica.
She laughed at him sadistically. "Shoot me! Go ahead! You'll kill her too if you miss me. Come on, lover boy, take your aim!" She taunted, making the car swerve out of control just to make Fox nervous. As much as Fox hated to admit it, Jessica was right. A single slight of hand would kill Kay and their babies. He could not take the risk.
"Jessica, pull over now! You are not going to win this! Everyone is onto you!"
"The more reason I have to finish this!" She shouted, laughing maniacally. Jessica looked at the road in front of her. "Don't worry; you'll have Kay back in time for her own funeral!" Jessica declared bitterly as she whipped her car against Fox's, making the metal scratch against each other.
"Jessica, this is your father!" Sam called over the speaker, sounding incredibly calm for a police officer who is chasing his kidnapper daughter. "Pull the car over so we can talk."
"Daddy?" She whispered. Biting her bottom lip, Jessica strengthened her resolve. No one was going to talk her out of this. It had to be done and now. "Sorry, Dad, but I'm doing this for you. For all of you."
She then let go of the wheel causing it to swerve out of control, crash against the side of an abandoned building until finally one of the tires gave out and the car flipped in the air as it plummeted into the cold ocean water, taking both Jessica and Kay with it.
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A/N: WELL THERE YA GO. I ENDED IT WITH ANOTHER CLIFFY AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU THINK? PLEASE TELL ME BECAUSE THIS CHAPTER WAS A CHALLENGE DUE TO THE EVENTS HAPPENING IN THE STORY.
IF YOU'RE CONFUSED ABOUT SIMONE GOING TO BOSTON TO SEE HER FAMILY, EMAIL ME AND I'LL EXPLAIN. THE GIST IS SHE LIVES BY HERSELF AFTER THE MESS WITH HER FAMILY. SO, NO TC, EVE OR WHITNEY.
I COULD NOT REMEMBER THE STREET THE RUSSELLS LIVED IN SO I MADE THE NAME UP. IF YOU KNOW, TELL ME AND I'LL CHANGE IT.
SO REVIEW ALREADY.
I AM RATING THIS CHAPTER R DUE TO GRAPHIC VIOLENCE. SO BEWARE. ALSO, KNOW THAT ALTHOUGH THERE IS A LOT OF ACTION, THERE ARE NOT A LOT OF FOX AND KAY'S POVS IN THE MATTER. THERE IS A REASON FOR THAT.
ALSO KNOW THAT ALTHOUGH THERE ARE A LOT OF CONVERSATIONS, EVERYTHING HAPPENS FAST NOT LIKE IN PASSIONS.
ENJOY.
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Heavy, hurried footsteps fell on the freshly cut and slightly damp grass of the Crane lawns as Miguel and Jessica not so subtly stole into the night like culprits. And that they were. Their breathing came in small, anxious gaps as they hurried ducked in and out through the trees.
"Where are you going?" Miguel asked when Jessica veered away from the direction they came in.
She quickly glanced back at him, her image looking sinister with the black mask over her face and the deadly gleam in her eyes. "There's a small entrance over here." Jessica replied as she pointed to the direction and hastened her pace. "Stop hauling ass, Miguel, or I'll leave you and let the dogs fee on you!"
Quickly looking back behind him, Miguel spotted a guard and a rather vicious looking hound dog coming their way. "Oh, God!" He heaved as he tried to catch up to jess. Even with his finely trimmed body and athleticism, Miguel was still lagging behind.
"Hurry!" Jessica called as she evaded a large tree and came into a small clearing. Finally, the small gate came into view and she made a quick exit.
Not quite paying attention due to sheer panic, Miguel stumbled against something large and fell face first on the ground. "Ah!" He screamed when he saw the dead body of a guard underneath him. He clumsily got up and tried to catch up to Jessica who did not bother to stop for him. "Where's the car?" Miguel breathlessly asked as he looked around the dark empty street.
Jessica pointed to where it was hidden, hopped onto the driver's seat and started the engine. A few seconds later, Miguel was buckled beside her and they were speeding down Raven Hill like they were in NASCAR.
"Check if anyone's behind us." Jessica ordered calmly as she tried to get a look as well from her rearview mirror.
Miguel, still shaking, turned his head to the road behind them and saw only darkness. "Nothing." He managed to whisper with a gulp. He shifted in his seat nervously and stole a quick glance at Jessica who was removing her mask.
"Good." She sighed.
He nodded, rubbing his now sweaty palms against his pant thighs. "I think I pissed my pants."
Jessica laughed somewhat awkwardly. "I'm so relieved right now; I'm going to forgive you."
"I fell on a dead body." Miguel uneasily conveyed. He was trembling so much that his teeth chattered. "Did you do that?"
Jessica shot him a guilty look. "I had to. He was going to catch us." She sincerely explained. "Don't worry; I don't think I killed him. I injured him enough to take him down. By the time the ambulance gets there, they can still save him."
"That's not the point, Jess, and he was dead. He was dead." He insisted. "Jesus Christ! Why did you do that? First, Rebecca and then a guard."
"I didn't want to but I had no choice." She whispered. "They were an obstacle and now they're collateral damage. And Rebecca was your fault."
Miguel shook his head in disbelief. "You didn't have to hurt them like that. We could have-"
"Have what?" Jessica interrupted him, her blue eyes flashing with annoyance. "We could have reasoned with them? Is that what we should have done?"
"No, but-"
"No! No buts, okay Miguel!" She snapped. "Look, when you do something like this, not everything is going to go as planned. It won't be one hundred percent perfect. There are uncontrollable forces, so you have to improvise. Your next move could get you killed." Jessica matter-of-factly explained.
Miguel shook his head again and sighed heavily. "There are still two dead people, Jess. You just killed two people and I am an accessory. My life is over." He suddenly felt like vomiting.
Jessica rolled her eyes. "You are so overdramatic sometimes." She muttered with a bitter scoff. "You're life is not over. No one knows it's us. All they would think is that it was a burglary gone wrong."
"How can you be so calm? We have just become criminals in less than one hour."
She shrugged nonchalantly. "And we are the only ones who know it. We won't tell so it doesn't matter."
"I guess." Miguel whispered unsurely.
Jess nodded. "You did great, Miguel. A little too hesitant but it's your first time so I'll cut you some slack." She gave him a playful pat on the shoulder and smiled at him.
"And you were too good. Apparently, breaking and entering is just like riding a bike to you. And hurting people isn't so new either. Am I right, Jess?" He drawled angrily, shooting her a displeased look.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to figure out what kind of mess I just got myself into." Miguel replied bitterly.
Jessica scoffed indignantly. "Don't. You're going to pull a muscle." She retorted snidely. "Don't try to make me the guilty party, Miguel, just because you're conscience is gnawing at you. We're both guilty and we know it."
"I didn't murder two people." He insisted stubbornly.
She slammed her foot on the brakes, causing the car to come to a screeching halt, the smell of burnt rubber faintly filling the air. "Enough with that already. I did it! Do I care? Not really. I did what I had to do to get us out. I can't say the same for you though."
"Do you even hear what you're saying?"
"I can hear myself just fine, Miguel. Now shut up!" Jessica hissed.
"Don't tell me to shut up!" He exclaimed furiously. "Do you know what this means? We are in deep shit, Jessica!" Miguel said, slamming his fist on the dashboard, grimacing when he saw the blood that had stained his sleeve. "We did all that for nothing! Nothing! We came out empty handed and we're screwed. Some plan this was." He would have felt better knowing that their plan was not in vain.
"Not entirely empty handed." Jessica quipped.
Miguel narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "So you got something. Thank God." He sounded relieved and his mood was momentarily lightened.
She shook her head hesitantly and bit her bottom lip. "Not what you think though."
"Jessica, enough with the mysterious small talk." He chided sternly. "What did you get?" Miguel demanded impatiently.
"Not, what, Miguel." Jessica corrected him as her lips began to curl into a small smile. "Who."
Miguel gasped in horror. "No, please, please tell me you did not just kidnap one of them." He pleaded desperately, shaking his head.
"Not just anyone." She replied in a smooth, pleased tone. "Kay."
"Kay!" Miguel shrieked.
"Yes, I had to."
"You had to?" He exclaimed dubiously. "Have you lost you God damn mind?"
Jessica heaved as sigh. "I know it wasn't part of the plan but-"
"Of course it wasn't part of the plan! I wouldn't have agreed to do this if I knew kidnapping was part of it!" He was beginning to yell. "What the hell got into you?"
"I was just trying to hurt her enough to scare her, Miguel, but you caused such a commotion that she woke up." Jessica replied softly. "I couldn't leave. She would have told and then it's all over for us. Can't you see that I really had no option but to take her?"
Miguel groaned, feeling queasy. "Great. I might as well book myself a reservation at the state penitentiary."
"You're not going to become some tattoo covered inmate's bitch and shower buddy, Miguel. Not if I can help it." Jessica reassured him, trying to stifle a grin.
He gritted his teeth. "We won't get away with this, Jessica. The Cranes and the Callaways will have the whole country in an uproar. The FBI, CIA and every police in the state will be all over this."
"Well, if it does come to that, we have at least over a half house head start on them. We have enough to do what we have to. You just trust me on this, Miguel. It won't work if we turn against each other." Jessica stated.
"I trust you, Jess, but we're way over our head in this."
Jessica scoffed. "I know what I'm doing, Miguel." She told him confidently.
"And that doesn't reassure me one bit." He muttered. "Look, Jess, this isn't the best time to do this but I want out."
"Absolutely not, Miguel." Jessica quickly refused without even glancing his way.
Miguel scoffed acrimoniously. "I am not asking for your permission, Jessica." He argued grimly.
She threw her head back and let out a bitter, somewhat sarcastic laugh. "And I am not giving you an option." Jessica drawled spitefully, glaring at him. "You're going to see this through to the end."
"You dragged me into this mess. Now I want out and that's final!" He yelled. Miguel was not going to let Jessica ruin whatever was left of his life. Perhaps, there was still time to salvage things before it was too late.
"You fucking coward!" Jessica hissed venomously. "So, now you want to quit just because it got tough? You are as much as part of this as I am, Miguel. I don't give a rat's ass about how guilty your conscience is making you. We're going to finish this together!" She insisted acrimoniously. "So suck it up and grow some balls!"
Miguel was rendered speechless. He had never seen Jessica act so crazed in his life. She was beginning to scare him. Fearful that she might do something rash, Miguel decided to play it out. Perhaps, he could still leave and convince Jessica that it was her idea. "You didn't kill Kay, did you?" He asked hesitantly after a long moment of awkward silence.
"No." She replied brusquely.
"She might suffocate in the trunk, Jess." He whispered glancing back.
Jessica smirked evilly. "I don't care. In fact, I'm counting on it. That way, it'll save us some work." She spat out bitterly.
"You don't mean that."
"Don't I?" She retorted sarcastically. "How would you know, Miguel?"
Miguel exhaled shakily; running is fingers through his dark hair. "You're not a cold blooded killer, Jess." He hoped.
Jessica laughed. "And if I turned into one and chopped Kay into bits, no one would hold it against me. That slut has done so many horrible things to everyone that I would be doing the world a favor by getting rid of her."
Miguel prayed she did not mean that. He was not going to chop anyone into bits, not even Kay. "So what exactly are we going to do with her?" He asked curiously. "She can't just stay in the trunk all night and we can't just drive around."
"We're going to teach her a little lesson, Miguel. I'll make it extra special just for her." Jessica declared evilly. "And then she'll leave Harmony and never come back if she knows what's good for her."
He sighed nervously. "Don't you think pushing her down the stairs, breaking into her home, hurting one of her friends and kidnapping her is lesson enough?" Miguel asked.
She shook her head fiercely. "Not, it's not."
"Jess, we can just leave her on the street. As long as they find her alive, no one will truly care that we kidnapped her." He suggested, hoping that she would buy this. Miguel no longer cared about what they could do to Kay to punish her. He just wanted this disaster to end quickly.
"We'll I haven't decided whether Kay will live to see another day or not." When Miguel's face turned ghostly white from dread, Jessica chuckled. "I'm joking....a little."
"We can still leave her somewhere not so visible. Look, it's raining. She could die from hypothermia."
Jessica smirked. "You only get hypothermia from freezing conditions, Miguel. Rain won't do it." She stated.
"She'll catch pneumonia then." He insisted. "If we let her go now, they can't hold us responsible for what happens to her after that. Jess, we really don't have time to torture Kay or punish her. The police are going to be looking for her. We'll be first on their list of suspects." He said, trying to reason with Jessica.
"Dad and Uncle Hank won't believe it if they try to name us as the suspects. That'll give us a few extra minutes." She reassured him.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
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Fox rushed to the bedroom he shared with Kay, willing himself to believe that she was sleeping safely and that his fears were completely ridiculous. His heart sank when he saw that the bedroom door ajar and without as much as a pause, he stormed into the room. There was no sign of Kay except for a dark bloodstain on the spot where she had laid with Fox not too long ago. He almost staggered back when Fox saw the blood but he gritted his teeth instead and ran to the bathroom and to the walk-in closet, clinging to the fragile hope that he might find her there.
But as Fox feared, Kay was gone.
"Oh, God." He gasped, bringing his shaky hands to his face. Wherever she is, let her be alright, Fox silently prayed, his heart beating so rapidly it made his chest hurt. If anything happened to Kay, Fox knew he would lose it. She was his world.
"Where is she? Is Kay alright?" Jason frantically demanded as he and Miranda left Gwen and Julian with the still unconscious Rebecca and came into the room.
"She's gone." Fox conveyed, his voice trembling with fear as dreadful thoughts of what might be happening to Kay filled his mind. Exhaling shakily, his gaze went to the window. With heavy feet, Fox took quick strides to the window, hoping, praying that when he looks down he would not find Kay's twisted and broken body lying at the bottom. When Fox saw nothing but grass, he sighed in relief.
When Miranda spotted the blood on the bed, she gasped in horror. "Oh, God. Is she-?"
Fox glared at her. "Don't even think it!" He hissed sternly as he brushed past Miranda and Jason. Fox could not let himself think that she was dead. Kay had to be alive. He was going to ask her to marry him; Gwen was going to plan their wedding and they were finally going to get the happiness that they long craved and deserved.
He could not lose her now.
Jason took one last glance at the blood, dread settling at the pit of his stomach, before following Fox down the stairs with Miranda in tow. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to find Kay." Fox hastily replied. Every minute counted now. "Did you call the police?"
"Yes."
"I'm coming with you but what about Rebecca?" Miranda asked.
"Julian and I will stay with her." Gwen quickly declared aloud from the top of the stairs. "Go find Kay."
The trio nodded in unison before walking out the front door into the rain. The guards, who were oblivious of the chaos that was happening around them, were alerted. Security tapes from within the hour were rechecked.
"Mr. Crane!" One of the guards called and Fox, Jason and Miranda ran to where he was. They stopped dead in their tracks when they spotted the lifeless guard on the ground, soaked by rain and his own blood.
Fox gasped and without saying another word, he turned on his heel and ran back to the mansion.
A few minutes later, Sam and Hank strolled into the Crane mansion with both a frown on their faces. Hank was concerned while Sam was rather annoyed to be called out into the lion's den in the middle of the night in the rain to what was probably another elaborate publicity stunt arranged by either Kay or the Cranes or both. Although the call was about Rebecca being attacked, Sam could not help but be dubious.
"Alright, what's the emergency?" He dryly asked Julian who was nervously pacing in front of a worried looking man and woman that he did not recognize. Beside him, Hank frowned.
"Rebecca has been attacked! Where's the bloody ambulance?" Julian shrieked. Just then two paramedics wheeled a gurney into the house. "She's upstairs in the study! Come on! Hurry!" He ordered, practically pushing the paramedics up the stairs.
Sam frowned at Julian's impatience. "There's no need to harass them, Julian." He declared bitterly but the other man ignored him.
"There's been another attack." Jason immediately announced.
Hank's frown deepened. "Attack?"
"Yes," Jason confirmed grimly with a heavy sigh. "Kay has been kidnapped and one of the guards has been murdered."
"Kidnapped and murdered?" Hank echoed, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He and Sam exchanged a suspicious look.
Beside Jason, Miranda frowned at the tall blonde officer. "Must you repeat every last word my brother says?" She asked in sheer annoyance, her voice rising. "Do you have a hearing impediment?"
Hank narrowed his eyes at the redhead and frowned. "Excuse me?"
"A deaf police officer. Great!" Miranda muttered under her breath, throwing her hands in the air in frustration. "Jason, call the damn FBI already."
"There's no need for insults, young lady." Sam immediately snapped. "We are police officers."
Miranda threw him a disgruntled look. "Young lady? Do I look like a teenager to you?"
"You act like one." He retorted snidely.
Before Miranda could open her mouth and argue, Jason quickly shot her a warning glare. "Enough." He scolded. "We have no time for this. Let's focus here. Kay is in danger." He stated angrily.
"This better not be one of her stunts." Sam declared. "We have lives you know."
Jason narrowed his eyes at Sam and scoffed. "I can't believe I'm hearing this. You're complaining?"
"Considering Kay's track record, yes, I'm complaining. It's hard to take whatever she does seriously. Now, where is Fox? I'm sure he's in on this." Sam declared coldly as he looked around for the other man.
"I'm right here." Fox replied as he stormed into the room in frustration. "If you must know, I was calling my grandfather." He sighed. Alistair had been unreachable. "Now, why are you just standing there like a bunch of idiots instead of looking for Kay? Rebecca has been attacked and Kay has been abducted and one of my guards has been stabbed to death. This is not a damn game!" He snarled at the two Bennett men who had no intention of backing down.
"Alright." Hank cut in. "I'm calling for backup and I'm putting an APB out there. We'll find her."
Sam nodded somberly. "Show me the crime scene."
"Why?" Fox demanded impatiently. "You should be looking for Kay already before this whole situation gets worse."
"Look, son-"
Fox growled. "Don't you dare call me that. I am not a bastard like your precious Ethan."
"Alright, Fox. We have procedures to follow. We have to check the crime scene before it gets contaminated. Now, from the looks of the place, this is either a burglary gone wrong or a kidnap for ransom." He drawled as if he was talking to a four year old.
Fox shook his head in dismay. "And you couldn't care less." He hissed as he led Sam to the bedroom.
"I do care!" The older man protested.
"Then act like it, dammit! Kay is not just another person. She is your daughter! Why are you stalling?"
Sam shook his head. "We don't have special procedures for 'family', Fox." He retorted bitterly.
"Right." He muttered incredulously. "Now, you've seen the blood on the bed. Are you satisfied? Will you look for Kay now?" Fox could not even believe why he was depending on this man for help but considering that Alistair was unreachable, he had no other choice.
"Not yet. Was there anything stolen?"
"No, and I don't care. I just want to find Kay alive and safe." He replied impatiently. When I get my hands on who took her, they'll wish they were never born, Fox murderously vowed.
Sam nodded. "I know but you have to wait."
Fox sighed, his patience diminishing. "If Kay is placed in more harm due to your lack of interest in this, I swear on everything that I stand for, I will have your badge and everyone's in the department so fast it will make your head spin."
"Well, Fox, you don't stand for much, so-" Before he could even finish, Fox balled his fists and punched Sam, sending the older man reeling backwards with a bloody nose. Sam regained his composure and retaliated. Hell finally broke loose and Hank and Jason had to pull them apart.
"You bastard!" Fox yelled. "I can have you and your family wiped out from the face of the earth for this!"
"Stop!" Hank yelled.
"Assaulting and threatening a police officer. You're going to jail, Fox Crane. Now turn around!" Sam ordered furiously as Hank loosened his grip on his brother.
Jason immediately stepped in between the enraged men, steeling his glare on Sam. "Officer-"
"That's Chief Bennett to you!" Sam corrected him angrily.
"Chief Bennett," Jason echoed with distaste, not at all impressed by the measly title. "If you don't do this right and Kay is harmed more than she already is, I will use every power that I have to destroy whatever you have left." Jason was not one to make threats but Kay was out there, probably scared beyond belief and there was nothing they could do to help. Extreme measures had to be taken.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Sam scoffed.
"Someone you would rather not be enemies with." He hissed dangerously. "If you think the Cranes are bad, then you don't want me on their side."
"Well, you can make as many threats as you want but now you can join Fox in jail."
"Sam," Hank quietly intervened. "We don't have time for this. They're right. Kay is in danger and we have to everything we can to find her before its too late. We can settle all this arguing later." He was trying to be the reasonable one out of the group.
"Finally!" Miranda exclaimed. "Someone who knows how to do their job."
Before anyone could say anything else, the phone rang and Fox went to answer it. When Alistair's voice echoed from the other end, Fox felt hope wash over him.
"Where is she?"
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"What are we doing here?" Miguel agitatedly asked as he and Jessica pulled up the dark Russell driveway. "Jess?"
"Simone is in Boston visiting her family for a couple of days." Jessica replied calmly as she put the car into park. "We can use her house to hide in. I'm going to open the garage so take the wheel and park it inside." She instructed as she stepped out of the car, punching in the security codes to open the garage door. Miguel quickly parked the car inside, almost crashing into a few items. "Do you have to be so clumsy?" Jessica asked as she turned the lights on and Miguel stepped out.
"I was nervous." He replied pathetically, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Jess, this is breaking and entering again." Miguel gave her a pointed look. He did not want to add another crime in the list of things he has done so far tonight.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Not if Simone asked me to housesit." She stated. "Now, don't just stand there. Get Kay out. You're wasting time."
Miguel quickly walked to the trunk and opened it, lifting an unconscious Kay out. "She lost a lot of blood, Jess." He told her as he shifted Kay in his arms.
"I don't really care." Jessica spat snidely as she opened the door leading to the rest of the house. "Now, move, Miguel! Put her in the kitchen and tie her up."
Nodding, Miguel walked into the kitchen, gingerly setting Kay down on a chair. "Don't you dare die or we're screwed." He mumbled, noting how peacefully she looked. He almost forgot that she was supposed to be their evil arch nemesis.
Jessica hastily strolled into the room, shooting him a displeased look. "Do I have to do everything myself?" She hissed as she began to viciously tie Kay's hands behind the chair. Jessica expertly bound her legs, blindfolded Kay and duck taped her mouth.
"Jess, easy. She isn't going to go anywhere." Miguel nervously drawled as he folded his arms and leaned against the counter. "She's barely awake."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Don't tell me what to do, Miguel since you don't do anything at all." Jess retorted as she stood back up and examined her handiwork. "Time to shine." She flashed a wicked grin at Miguel.
"What are you going to do?" He asked fearfully.
Jessica shrugged, tapping her foot. "I haven't decided yet." She replied as she pulled out the knife she had stabbed Kay with earlier and pursed her lips. "It depends on how much this little bitch can take."
He looked horrified. Miguel hated Kay but he was not going to torture her. "Jess-"
"Not another word." She instructed sternly before lifting her hand up and slapping Kay so hard that Miguel thought Jessica had surely broken Kay's neck. "Wakey-wakey, Kay." She said in a sing song voice before delivering another blow. Kay's head rolled back and she groaned from the pain. "Come on Kay show us how tough you are." Jessica taunted as she circled Kay. When the other girl didn't make a noise, Jessica grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back sadistically.
"Jessica, stop." Miguel implored. She was truly scaring him now. He was afraid that Jessica would stab Kay any minute, ending her life so viciously, turning them into murderers.
She narrowed her eyes at him and huffed. "Don't interrupt me." Jessica scolded, tightening her fingers around Kay's hair. "How do you like this, big sister?" She hissed into her sister's ear, running the sharp tip of the knife on Kay's cheek, drawing blood. Kay flinched, whimpering from the pain as tears welled up in her eyes.
"This is inhuman." Miguel declared, wringing his hands together as he took pity on Kay. This was not how it was supposed to go.
"Then don't watch." Jessica hissed, knitting her eyebrows into a frown.
He firmly shook his head. "I am not going to leave you alone with her. This is too much, Jessica. This is not right." He insisted angrily.
"It wasn't right when she tore our families up. It wasn't right when she hurt the people we love. She has to pay!" Jessica yelled, glancing back down at Kay with pure loathing. "Why don't I cut her tongue out? It's her lying, big mouth that started all this mess." Miguel almost fainted as he looked at Jessica with horror. She was far from joking. "Stupid! Stupid!" She wildly yelled slapping Kay over and over again. "Stupid bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Jessica slapped Kay again before dropping her knife and shaking her violently. She then wrapped her finger's tightly around the other girl's neck and began to strangle her.
Miguel walked over to Jessica and tried to pull her off of Kay with all his strength.
"Stop!" He yelled but she struggled against his hold and continued to try to strangle Kay. Miguel quickly grabbed Jessica by the waist, lifted her off her feet and pulled her back forcefully, sending both of them on the ground while Kay's chair fell back, crushing her hands and wrists.
Suddenly, someone screamed.
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John impatiently rapped his knuckles on the Hastings's front door, shivering slightly from the cold and from his nervousness. He had not been home to see his 'parents' in months or spoken to either of them and he never imagined that Miranda's tearful call in the middle of the night would prompt his return.
The front door finally opened, revealing a sleepy and rather annoyed David and Grace. "John?" His father croaked, looking surprised. "It's one in the morning. What's wrong?" He drawled. As much as David was pleased to see his son, he did not appreciate being woken up in the middle of the night.
"This is not a social call." John replied somewhat bitterly as he stood with a stubborn stance. Seeing David and Grace still hurt but it had to be done, for Kay's sake. "Where's Kay?"
Beside David, Grace frowned and folded her arms as if to shield herself from the cold. "John, you know that this is the last place Kay would be. Why are you looking for her here in the middle of the night?"
"Come inside. It's cold." David beckoned before John could reply.
He sighed and stepped inside somewhat reluctantly. "Kay is missing." He declared miserably.
"Missing? How?" David asked as he shut the door. He wondered if Kay pulled another Houdini disappearing act. Fox Crane must have done something now to get her to run away again.
John shrugged impatiently. "Look, I don't know the whole story. Someone took her." He replied.
"And you think we did it?" Grace asked in disbelief. She was thoroughly insulted. "We are not monsters, John." She said giving him a hurt look.
"I'm not implying anything. I'm asking you because you don't like her." He retorted angrily, wishing he was somewhere else.
"Half the town doesn't her, John." David stubbornly declared while Grace scoffed.
"We may not like Kay right now but kidnapping her is overkill. What would we accomplish by kidnapping her? Really, think about what you're saying." Grace said angrily and David put his arm around her.
"Aunt Grace, what's going on?" Charity drowsily asked as she came into the room.
Grace walked over to her niece. "It's nothing, Charity, go back to bed." She said softly, wrapping one arm around Charity's shoulder.
"What's John doing here?" She curiously asked.
John ignored her. "Where's Jessica?" He asked, running up the stairs to Jessica's room. Grace and David quickly followed him, a confused Charity in tow. He hastily knocked on the door and when there was no reply, he pushed the door open. It was empty. "Where is she?"
"We don't know. Calm down."
"Kay is in danger!" John persisted furiously. "Jess took her and you're covering for her, aren't you?" He said accusingly.
"Hold on a minute!" David protested.
"Jessica didn't kidnap Kay, John." Grace argued firmly. "And we're not covering up for her." John narrowed his eyes as if to see if they were lying.
Charity looked at everyone in the room. "Kay was kidnapped?" She echoed worriedly. Still, no one answered her.
"If you know anything, tell me now!" John pleaded.
"We don't know anything!" David yelled. "I will not have you barge in here in the middle of the night, accusing us of these crimes!"
John sighed, giving his father and Grace an apologetic look. "Kay is pregnant." He whispered, hoping that perhaps this would be reason enough to get them to help. David, Grace and Charity looked shocked. "It's not just her life that is in danger. Now please, if you know anything, tell me before it is too late."
"Oh my God." Grace gasped in shock, bringing her hands to her lips. She knew what it was like to lose a child and she did not wish that on Kay who's already lost her first. Despite their differences, Grace hoped she was alright.
David shook his head and patted John's shoulder sympathetically. "I'm sorry, son. We don't know anything. If there's anything we could do-"
"When you find out something, anything, call me." He stated desperately. David and Grace nodded.
"We will." They promised.
"What if Jessica was kidnapped too?" Charity whispered in fright.
"I doubt that." John quipped before walking out of the house. He had a feeling that it was Jessica all along.
Grace walked over to Charity and hugged her tightly. "Jessica isn't kidnapped, Charity. She's probably sleeping next door or at Simone's." She reassured her. "David and I are going to check, alright."
Charity nodded wearily. "I'm going to call Miguel to see if he's alright." She declared as she walked over to the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello?" Pilar's sleepy voice replied.
"Sorry to wake you up, Pilar." Charity quietly apologized.
Pilar groaned. "Charity? What's wrong?" She asked as she glanced at the alarm clock by the night stand.
"Nothing, really. I just wanted to see if Miguel is alright." She declared.
"Miguel is asleep Charity. What happened? You sound strange." Pilar whispered, settling back down on the bed.
Charity sighed and bit her bottom lip. "Something happened. Kay has been kidnapped and now Jessica is missing."
Pilar gasped. "Dios mio!" She whispered fearfully.
"I'm sure it's nothing. I just wanted to make sure Miguel was alright. I don't know what I would do if I lost him." Charity declared somberly, sighing as she did so.
"I'm sure Miguel is fine but I'll check his room anyway." Pilar offered as she stepped out of her warm bed, slipped on her slippers and walked over to her son's room. She gasped when she found Miguel's bed empty and still neatly made.
"Pilar, what's the matter? Is Miguel missing too?" She asked, growing quite worried.
The older woman swallowed nervously. "Miguel is sleeping, Charity." She quickly lied. "Call back in the morning, alright?"
Charity nodded, smiling in relief. "Thanks, Pilar. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Charity." She replied as she hung up and dialed another number. "Luis."
"Mama?" He groggily asked.
She sighed, creasing her forehead into a deep frown. "Miguel is in trouble. I think he took Kay. You have to find him."
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"What the fuck are you doing?!" Simone shrieked as she dropped everything she was carrying and rushed over to Kay and tried to untie her. "Are you crazy?!"
"Don't do that, Simone!" Jessica warned angrily.
"She's lost it!" Miguel declared.
Simone glared at Jessica who Miguel was trying to hold back. "Kay, are you alright?" She asked as she gingerly tried to remove the tape from Kay's mouth. Jessica elbowed Miguel in the stomach, causing him to loosen his grip on her. Jessica firmly grabbed Simone back.
"I said not to do that." She hissed.
Simone yanked her arm back. "Don't tell me what not to do in my house." She retorted through gritted teeth. "I'm calling the police."
"Simone, I can explain." Jessica pleaded, softening her tone slightly while Miguel walked over to Kay, putting the chair back into an upright position.
The other girl scoffed. "Explain what, Jessica? How the hell can you explain something like this?"
Jessica sighed softly. "Just hear me out before you do anything rash."
"Rash?" Simone echoed incredulously. "Jessica, do you even know what it means?"
"Just go into the other room with me, alright? Miguel, watch her." Jessica instructed as she ushered Simone into the living room.
Simone rubbed her fingertips on her temple and started pacing frantically. "I leave Harmony for a few days and I ask you to housesit while I'm gone. And this is what you do?" She ranted vehemently.
"It's not what you think."
"Not what I think?" She echoed furiously, practically screaming. "What the hell am I supposed to think when I walk in here and I see my best friends holding Kay hostage and torturing her? What, Jess? Tell me!"
Jessica bit her lip and placed her hands on her hips. "Simone, calm down and stop yelling, please."
"Stop telling me what to do!" She screeched. "You have turned my house into a fucking crime scene and you have gotten me into a mess that I never asked for. If I hadn't come home early, what were you going to do with Kay, huh?"
"Simone, if you would just let me explain-"
The other girl quickly interrupted her. "No, I don't care about what you have to say. I saw what I saw. Now, I am calling the police before this gets any worse." She declared as she stalked over to where the phone was.
"Wait-"
"No, Jessica. I am not going to be part of this." Simone protested angrily. "My family is messed up enough. I don't need to add this into the long list of what's wrong with us. I'm giving you five minutes to leave. Then I'm calling the police."
The brunette shook her head at her friend. "Sorry, Simone but I have to do this. You should understand out of all people." With that said she picked up the lamp nearby, clobbering Simone over the head, knocking her unconscious.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Miguel gingerly removed the tape over Kay's mouth. She winced slightly. "You have to let me go." Kay desperately pleaded, her voice hoarse. She was bleeding all over and half the time, she was too delirious to know what was happening. All she could think of was whether or not she had miscarried. When Miguel remained silent, Kay continued. "Miguel, I know this is you." He shifted uncomfortably, wanting to prove her wrong but knowing he should not reveal himself. "I heard you and Jessica but I don't care. Just let me go, please." She begged wincing from the pain in her right side when she tried to move.
"Why?" He dared to ask, glancing at the door to make sure Jessica was nowhere near. She would surely lose it.
"Because," She replied weakly, a sob caught in her throat. "Because I'm pregnant." She whimpered as hot tears welled up in her eyes, soaking the blindfold.
He looked at her dubiously. "You're lying." Miguel whispered.
Kay shook her head. "No, please, I'm not lying. Miguel, you don't want to be responsible for something like this. I can't go through losing another child, Miguel." She pleaded, now crying softly. "You know how much it hurts."
"Yeah." He mumbled as his mind filled with thoughts of the daughter her could have had. "But I still don't believe you."
"They already know that you took me. Alistair sees all, have you forgotten? If you help me, he won't punish you as much." She declared, hoping, praying that this would do the trick. Kay was running out of ideas and right now, she was willing to promise Miguel anything as long as he helped her get away.
"You swear?"
She nodded, feeling suddenly very dizzy. "Yes."
Knowing that this was probably his only way of redeeming this gigantic mistake, Miguel sighed and began to untie the rope around Kay's ankles. "You better stick to your word because you are not getting out of this if I don't help you." He whispered.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Jessica demanded when she saw Kay's ankles unbound and Miguel looking very guilty.
Before he could answer, Luis stormed into the kitchen, panting. "Miguel!" He yelled breathlessly.
"Shit!" Jessica hissed as she walked over to Kay.
"Oh, my God!" He gasped when he saw the bloody and beaten Kay. "Never mind. We have to go. They're looking for Kay."
Miguel looked at Jessica who was now scowling, not at all pleased with the way the plan was going. But then a thought came to her. "Go." She said.
"What?" Miguel asked, shocked that she was letting him get away so easily.
"You heard her, Miguel. Let's go!" Luis nervously coaxed.
Jessica pasted her best smile on her lips. "It looks like the plan is going downhill, Miguel. I have to see this through and if I'm going to jail or dying for this, you have to promise me that you will finish it if I don't get to. Or else."
"Jess, I don't-"
"Miguel!" Luis intervened. "We have to get out of here!"
"Promise me!" Jessica insisted firmly.
Miguel nodded hurriedly. "Fine." He relented before he and Luis made a run for it back to their house.
Jessica sighed somewhat dejectedly, pursing her lips. "Well, Kay, it's just you and me." She said as she walked over to Kay and punched her. Violently, grabbing Kay out of the chair, Jessica dragged her out of the house and into the car. She began to drive to the docks, grabbing Kay by the hair and slamming her head against the side of the car when she struggled. "Last stop: Hell."
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"Jessica Bennett and her idiot friend took Kay, Nicholas." Alistair sternly declared over the phone. "Any imbecile would have figured that out. Now go get her or I swear I'll have your head served on a platter."
Fox sighed. "Don't worry, grandfather. I would rather die than lose her." He vowed solemnly.
"They're headed towards the pier in a red Toyota via Pacific Street. Now Go!" Alistair roared.
Fox did not even bother to make a snappy retort. Instead, he nodded and hung up. "Your daughter took her." He said to Sam who sputtered in disbelief.
"That is a lie!" Sam protested
"Not now, Sam." Hank quietly said, holding her brother back. He shook his head in disbelief. How had their lives gotten this complicated?
"John just called me and said that Jessica is missing from the house!" Miranda hastily declared as she rushed back into the room where everyone was waiting. "She must have taken Kay!"
"We know." Fox answered with a heavy sigh. "Let's go." He declared as everyone rushed out of the house.
He took one of his sports cars while Miranda and Jason rode in another, followed by Hank, and Sam who was still protesting about Jessica being the kidnapper.
Fox drove swiftly, breaking every speeding law out there, not at all caring who he would run over as long as he got to Kay in time. The rest of the group followed behind him, sirens blaring, waking half the neighborhood up.
A few minutes later, Fox spotted the red Toyota, just turning on Riverside Drive, heading towards the pier. He drove up right next to the car, the street dangerously too narrow to fit both vehicles. Fox spotted Jessica, grinning victoriously while Kay sat in the passenger's seat beside her, bleeding and unconsciously, her arm twisted in a strange position. Fox felt tears in the corner of his eyes, his heart breaking into pieces when he saw Kay so helpless. It made his need to hurt Jessica back only strengthen.
"Pull over!" He angrily yelled at Jessica.
The girl looked startled to see him but she made no indication of pulling over. "Sorry Fox but there's one stop that Kay and I still have to make!" She shouted as she rolled down her window and speed up.
"Bitch!" Fox yelled, gaining speed. "Pull over now or I will shoot you!" He threatened venomously as he grabbed a gun from the glove compartment and aimed it at Jessica.
She laughed at him sadistically. "Shoot me! Go ahead! You'll kill her too if you miss me. Come on, lover boy, take your aim!" She taunted, making the car swerve out of control just to make Fox nervous. As much as Fox hated to admit it, Jessica was right. A single slight of hand would kill Kay and their babies. He could not take the risk.
"Jessica, pull over now! You are not going to win this! Everyone is onto you!"
"The more reason I have to finish this!" She shouted, laughing maniacally. Jessica looked at the road in front of her. "Don't worry; you'll have Kay back in time for her own funeral!" Jessica declared bitterly as she whipped her car against Fox's, making the metal scratch against each other.
"Jessica, this is your father!" Sam called over the speaker, sounding incredibly calm for a police officer who is chasing his kidnapper daughter. "Pull the car over so we can talk."
"Daddy?" She whispered. Biting her bottom lip, Jessica strengthened her resolve. No one was going to talk her out of this. It had to be done and now. "Sorry, Dad, but I'm doing this for you. For all of you."
She then let go of the wheel causing it to swerve out of control, crash against the side of an abandoned building until finally one of the tires gave out and the car flipped in the air as it plummeted into the cold ocean water, taking both Jessica and Kay with it.
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A/N: WELL THERE YA GO. I ENDED IT WITH ANOTHER CLIFFY AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU THINK? PLEASE TELL ME BECAUSE THIS CHAPTER WAS A CHALLENGE DUE TO THE EVENTS HAPPENING IN THE STORY.
IF YOU'RE CONFUSED ABOUT SIMONE GOING TO BOSTON TO SEE HER FAMILY, EMAIL ME AND I'LL EXPLAIN. THE GIST IS SHE LIVES BY HERSELF AFTER THE MESS WITH HER FAMILY. SO, NO TC, EVE OR WHITNEY.
I COULD NOT REMEMBER THE STREET THE RUSSELLS LIVED IN SO I MADE THE NAME UP. IF YOU KNOW, TELL ME AND I'LL CHANGE IT.
SO REVIEW ALREADY.
