To Love Again

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Chapter 30

Open Window

Theresa stood in front of her mirror gazing at the dress that she had yet to take off. There had been a benefit at the newly rebuilt club, the Blue Note. Fox had taken Theresa with him and since Luis had been feeling bad about Sheridan and Pilar had nothing better to do, Fox decided to talk them into joining them.

They had spent a wonderful night there, Whitney had sang to help raise money. She had been so great when she was up on that stage singing. It was like she was in a whole other world, truly enraptured by her song. Whitney had really come far in her talent that she wouldn't be surprised to see if her best friend would in fact one day become famous.

It had been a few hours passed since Fox had kissed her good bye and wished her a good nights rest. She sighed as she slipped out of her dress and pulled her nightgown over her head. She sat at the edge of her bed and stared at the wall. The song that Whitney had sung had really unnerved Theresa.

It had really made her think about all of the men she had lost. Losing her father, her son, and Ethan... it was almost too much to bare. It started to make her think of what would happen if she would one day lose Fox. She wouldn't survive it, it would just be too much pain and loss to bear.

She lay down and rested her head on her pillow. Trying to fall asleep she closed her eyes. She was inches away from a deep sleep when she heard a tapping at her window. Theresa groggily opened her eyes before she slowly lifted her head up and pushed back the covers. She got up and moved over to her window pulling back the curtain to see who it was at this time of night.

She almost jumped from her surprise when she saw Ethan on the other side of the glass. "Ethan?" Theresa said in confusion before she quickly opened the window. "Ethan what are you doing here?" "Theresa I need to talk to you." "What about Ethan?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest as a cold draft blew in. "Well... I... um... you think we can talk out here." "I don't understand Ethan... why can't we just talk right here?"

She asked, al little bewildered by his actions. "Please Theresa... I'd just feel more comfortable... you know I'd don't think your brothers would approve of me seeing you this late at night." He said running his hand through his hair. "Yeah, about that Ethan what is it that you're here for?" "All that will be explained soon." "Alright Ethan... I'll meet you in the front..." "No... ah I think you leaving through the front would just disturb your family maybe it would be better if you just came out through this way." He said quickly before she had turned away from him fully.

"Oh... well ok I guess." She said looking at Ethan, even more confused then she had first been. She grabbed a shawl and draped it around her shoulders before returning to the window. Ethan helped her climb out with ease. "Alright Ethan now that I'm out here what is this all about?" She asked shivering a bit from the cold. "I want you to leave Fox... he isn't right for you Theresa..."

"Oh not this again, Ethan I told you already that I'm in love with Fox and I don't care if you think he's not right for me it's my decision to make not yours and plus I don't think he can possibly hurt me as much as you did." She said a little hurt that had had come to tell her to leave the one decent man that she had met in a long time.

"I was afraid you were going to say that Theresa..." "Well Ethan what do you expect me to say? All my life I have loved you and every time we have missed our chance to be together. It was generally stupid of me to not see that fate wasn't pushing us together but apart..." She sighed before continuing. "We aren't meant to be together, I don't think we ever were... I just think that my childhood fantasies got in the way of reality..."

"That's were you're wrong Theresa, we are meant to be together and if you don't feel the same way then I'm sorry but I have to do this." He said pulling out of his pocket a semi damp handkerchief. "What's going on Ethan?" She asked as she slowly backed away from him. "I'm sorry Theresa but I just can't see you happy with another man and if you think were not meant to be then I'll have to convince you in away you might understand." He said stepping closer. "Ethan..." Theresa said cautiously. 'What had gotten into Ethan had something happened to make him this way?' She thought to herself, too confused for words. Ethan jumped forward and placed the kerchief over her nose and mouth.

Theresa tried fighting him off but slowly her senses started to become numb and she went limp in Ethan's arms making it easier for him to carry her to his car.

***

Theresa's eyes slowly began to flutter open. She glanced around the strange room that she was in. Her head felt somewhat light and her wrists were giving off the sensation that they weren't getting enough blood in them. She then realized that her hands were tied behind her back.

She propped her head up against the bed post that she was lying on. Everything around her slowly began to focus. She noticed that she was in a small room. The walls seemed to be made of wood as well as the floor. The room was plain, the only furnishings were a small desk and chair in the far corner, a small armoire and the bed that she was awkwardly tied to.

'Well at least I have all of my clothes on.' She thought glancing down at her night gown. She once again looked around. Where on God's green earth was she? 'Ok Theresa this is no time to panic I'm sure everything will be ok.' She said encouragingly to herself.

Then a noise came from the next room that sounded like a man coughing and some footsteps heading in her direction. Theresa quickly flopped onto the bed, quickly taking the position she had woken in. Her heart beat began to pound as she wondered who her kidnapper was. She apparently couldn't remember what had happened but was sure that she had been kidnapped.

She held her breath as she heard the door open and the person who was most likely her captor standing over her. She felt a hand brush against her cheek, she so wanted to shrink away from this person but didn't do it considering that she would blow the whole façade of her sleeping.

Theresa's curiosity got the better of her and she slowly peeked making sure not to open them too much as to indicate that she wasn't really sleeping but her eyes snapped open as soon as she caught a glimpse of the man standing over her. It was Ethan. "Ethan!" She said in surprise as she looked up at him and then the memory of him dragging her to his car returned. "Why Ethan?" She asked her voice cracking as she said this.

He gave her a weak smile. "As I told you before Theresa you aren't meant for Fox, you deserve better..." "Oh and you are, you had your chance with me Ethan and you lost it." She said hotly as she fervently tried to loosen the ropes that were holding her back.

Ethan's smile faded and was replaced by a look of anger. "What happened to us Theresa, we used to be so close?" "I believe the key word is USED to be close, Ethan. Weren't you the one who chose to marry Gwen instead of me. That day I waited for you, I was so sure that you were going to propose to me that day... who would have guessed that you were going to propose to me when Gwen turned out to be pregnant, I wouldn't even be surprised if it wasn't your kid."

She said as old emotions that she thought she was over arose. "I guess... you'll always have a small corner in my heart Ethan but its over and you hating Fox shouldn't cause you to kidnap me you should have moved on when you made that decision... you should have let me go."

"I thought I did until you tried so hard to push yourself back into my life and I know now that I shouldn't have chosen Gwen Theresa because I love you and..." "Excuse me Ethan but may I have a word with you?" Said a man standing by the door. He stood close to 6 feet tall and had long sandy blond hair he sort of resembled a surfer but his eyes showed differently they were cold and dark, the color of moss. He had a scar over his left eyebrow.

Ethan sighed as he turned and walked away, closing the door behind him. As soon as he was gone Theresa slumped forward her hair falling onto her face. Her shoulders began to shake with the tears that were now pouring down her cheeks. 'Why is it that I never get a chance to be happy, every time I come close to happiness something happens to ruin it.' She thought as her body racked with sobs.

What would happen once Fox found out that she was kidnapped? 'Would he look for me? Will Ethan kill me? Will I ever see my family or Fox again?' All these questions ran through her head just as her family realized that something wasn't right.

***

Pilar pushed open the door to Theresa's room. For some reason she couldn't sleep so she decided to check on her kids. She had just finished checking on Miguel and Luis and just wanted to check on her daughter before she attempted to go back to sleep.

She looked towards Theresa's bed but was surprised to see that she wasn't in it. She switched on the light to make sure she wasn't seeing things but her eyes weren't deceiving her, Theresa wasn't in her bed, neither was she in her room. The curtains blew from the wide open window. Pilar rushed to the window hoping to see Theresa standing outside.

Pilar almost screamed when she saw that she wasn't out there but she gained control and searched her mind for answers. 'Did Theresa say that she was spending the night with someone?' She didn't remember Theresa saying that but she did remember Theresa kissing her goodbye and telling her that she was going home. She hadn't even quite paid attention since she had been dealing with Antonio and Luis's arguing.

Maybe Luis or even Miguel knew where she was. She called out to her sons, praying that they had some sort of idea to were her daughter was. Miguel and Luis came to the door. They both were rubbing sleep from their eyes. Luis especially didn't look well since Sheridan had chosen Antonio over him, he was sure to be depressed.

"Do either one of you know where Theresa is?" She asked hoping beyond hope that she was worried over nothing. "No mama, why?" Asked Luis. "I thought she was in here." Added Miguel. "No... I came to check on her but... she's not here... do you think that she may be with Fox?" "I don't think so... did you try calling him?" Asked Luis.

"No but I guess it wouldn't hurt to try." She said grabbing Theresa's phone. Pilar found his number in the phone book on Theresa's nightstand and dialed his number. There was a few rings before a drained voice replied. "Hello." "Fox this is Pilar I'm sorry if I'm waking you but I was wondering if my Theresa was with you." She said. "No... I dropped her off at home... why what's wrong isn't she there?" "I was afraid of that... no she isn't here. I was really hoping that she was there with you... I went in to check on her but she wasn't there the only thing that was out of the ordinary was that her window was open."

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. "Fox... are you alright." "Yeah I'm fine, I just have a bad feeling about this, maybe you should call the police if she doesn't turn up, I'll be over as soon as I can." "Yeah I might have to do that... thank you." She said putting down the phone.

"So... is she with Fox." Asked Miguel. "No mijo she's not with Fox, I don't know were she is... he said that he had left her here." She said her brows knitting together in worry as she sat on Theresa's unmade bed. She had definitely been there but where was she now?

***

Theresa had cried herself to sleep and was now being nudged awake. She rolled back her head and looked at the man she had seen earlier. He was untying her hands. "Don't try anything." He said. "Who are you?" Theresa asked her voice somewhat hoarse from crying. "I'm your babysitter." He said and now that he was close up she could here his voice more clearly. He had a light British accent and his long hair was now tied into a pony tail.

"Please let me go... you can tell Ethan that I got away and..." "And then I'd be out of a job." He said pulling the ropes away and throwing them onto the desk while grabbing her wrists and pulling her up. "Please I don't want to be hear." "Dear if you wanted to be here then this wouldn't have been a kidnapping now would it?" He said with a small laugh as he walked you towards the door.

He walked her into the small living room that was connected with a kitchen. Theresa noticed that they were in a cabin. The windows were covered with curtains so she couldn't see outside but she could tell that it was probably sometime early in the morning.

Theresa's so called babysitter lead her further into the sitting room and pushed her onto the couch and flopped down next to her. He picked up the remote and started to flip through the channels. Theresa looked at him as if he were nuts. 'Why had he untied her to just bring her out to watch TV?'

"Excuse me Mr. Babysitter but why did you bring me out here?" She asked with a bit of sarcasm. "I got bored sitting here all by my lonesome so I decided why not bring you here to keep me company." 'Well maybe he has a soft side after all, that can help in the long run.' Theresa thought to herself trying to devise a plan that could help her get out of this place.

"Plus I have to feed you soon so it kills two birds with one stone." He said directing a fake smile in her direction. He turned his attention back to the TV. He had finally stopped on a channel. Theresa gave a small snort as she saw what he had turned to. 'CSI, how appropriate for this situation.'

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A/N: Alright that's were I end it for now. I can't believe I have 100 reviews for this story I'm so happy!

*Throws teddy bears and candy to reviewers.* Thank you all so much. I hoped you liked this chapter. Please review and add to the hundred.

Alright I was writing this chapter late at night and I got kind of tired so I stopped here. Hope you liked this chapter and the next chapter is basically going to pick up were I left off. /(^_^)\