The two were sitting in Serena's car, a silver Jaguar convertible,
driving down the road to the nearest airport. Darien was sitting in the
passenger's seat as Serena drove, staring out into the fields. When they
pulled into the parking lot, the two got out and walked into the airport,
stopping everyone in their paths. They walked straight up to the loading
area, and Serena began talking with everyone of the workers.
"Have you seen a girl like this? Her name is Anya; she's been kidnapped by these two people." Amid the gasps of the bystanders, every one of the workers shook their head and apologized profusely.
They left after distributing pictures of Anya, Paolo and Sofia. The rest of the day went just like that, except for the last place they looked. It was a small, run down bus depot; they'd laughed at first when Serena said to just try the place. When they walked in and showed the pictures to a grimy old man sitting behind the counter, the man nearly fell off of his stool.
"Yup, I've seen them! Sold them tickets for the next trip leaving and that was yesterday. They're probably at Rósa by now. Would you like some tickets?" He smiled, and she saw several teeth missing. She smiled and waved it off.
"No, no, I've got a car. Thank you, sir, for all your help." She handed him some money and turned, Darien following closely.
"Sere, love, it's getting dark. We aren't going there now, are we?" When Serena didn't reply, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her around to face him.
"Serena, we are not going tonight. You can call the police, but we are not driving to Rósa tonight. It's too far and you're too tired and I don't know the way. We are going home to sleep and tomorrow we'll get up and leave right away." Serena stared at him in fury, then her shield broke down and hot tears began to flow down her cheeks.
"But I'm scared! He's in the Mafia, Darien, who knows how his mind works? She's my baby girl; I can't let her get hurt." Darien let go of her wrist and she fell into him, crying onto his chest as he rubbed her back in small circles.
"She won't get hurt. He wouldn't hurt something so precious; and besides, if Sofia has wanted children for so long, she wouldn't let him hurt her. She's probably being all motherly now, telling her everything is going to be alright." He pulled her tight and planted a few small kisses on her forehead.
"Now please, let's go home. I'll drive; you can tell me where to turn and what not." He walked her over to the car and sat her in the front seat, then ran around to the drivers' side and got in himself.
After a few hours of misdirection's thanks to Serena's crying, they finally returned home to see that Daniella had left a note.
"Serena and Darien,
Anya is alright. I won't hurt her. Don't tell your father; he'd kill us then die himself.
Love, Paolo and Sofia"
Serena broke down once more, falling onto her knees and crying loudly. Darien got down beside her and picked her up, carrying her to their room. She cried out when she saw Anya's room, and once more when they passed the door to their bedroom. Darien laid her on the bed and walked over to the chest of drawers, pulling out a pair of pajamas for both Serena and himself. As they dressed, Serena's tears calmed down and she began to breath normally again.
They fell asleep together, with Serena facing Darien's chest and Darien's arms wrapped around her.
The sun awoke the two, forcing them to remember last night. Serena dressed hurriedly, as did Darien; within a half hour of waking they were on the road to Rósa, Serena driving as though they were in a Formula 1 race. They miles flew by, and so did the hours.
They arrived energetic and possessed by the need to find Anya. They searched a few hotels, then a struck the thought to search all of the cheap motels. The first one they tried was the jackpot; a woman working there had spotted the two leaving only a few moments ago, and he said they were likely out for lunch. With their hearts lightened at the news, the couple set out and checked all the nearest restaurants. Darien, by sheer luck, pocked his head into a gas station and saw a little girl with bright blonde hair, flanked by a woman and a man. He walked in and pretended to be buying something in another aisle, sparing only a few glances as the trio walked about the store.
They left in a few minutes and got into an old car parked in the lot, then drove off as though everything was perfectly normal. Darien alerted Serena, who grinned and jumped into the car, motioning for Darien to follow her. They followed the car for a bit, and then parked in the next parking lot over from the motel they were staying in. Though Darien was baffled that they weren't in the hotel they'd thought, the couple continued into the hotel and followed the trio into their room, waiting until they closed the doors to walk up.
"Darien, I'm going to knock on the door and say I'm a maid. Wait around the corner, and if I shout, 'Anya!', come get me. If I don't, just stay there."
Darien nodded his head and watched as Serena sauntered around the corner, finally disappearing from his sight.
After a few short knocks, the door opened slightly.
"Hello, sir, it's your maid. I'm here to check on the number of people staying in the room, we've had a few people saying there is more than three people staying in this room." She smiled and waited for him to open the door.
"There are only three people here. But, by all means, I don't wish to stand in your way of getting the job done." The door opened to reveal a large man, who motioned for Serena to step in. He spoke with an English accent, telling Serena she could very well be wrong. In the room she saw a little girl about Anya's age, but the two were clearly not very alike from the front. The woman was not very similar to Sofia, either, so Serena bowed her head and began retreating from the room.
"Thank you, sir. I'll let management know that you easily complied, maybe I can get you a night's free stay." She plastered a smile upon her face to hide her sadness.
"Thank you, miss. Good day." He closed the door behind her and she ran to Darien, her fear apparent on her face.
"That wasn't her."
"Well, come on, let's go. No point in staying here, I guess."
They left and went, but only after Serena paid the front desk for three extra night's stay. They headed back to the motel where they originally found Anya, only to find out that their suite had been cleared, and there was no indication of where Paolo and Sofia were going to hide out.
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"Have you seen a girl like this? Her name is Anya; she's been kidnapped by these two people." Amid the gasps of the bystanders, every one of the workers shook their head and apologized profusely.
They left after distributing pictures of Anya, Paolo and Sofia. The rest of the day went just like that, except for the last place they looked. It was a small, run down bus depot; they'd laughed at first when Serena said to just try the place. When they walked in and showed the pictures to a grimy old man sitting behind the counter, the man nearly fell off of his stool.
"Yup, I've seen them! Sold them tickets for the next trip leaving and that was yesterday. They're probably at Rósa by now. Would you like some tickets?" He smiled, and she saw several teeth missing. She smiled and waved it off.
"No, no, I've got a car. Thank you, sir, for all your help." She handed him some money and turned, Darien following closely.
"Sere, love, it's getting dark. We aren't going there now, are we?" When Serena didn't reply, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her around to face him.
"Serena, we are not going tonight. You can call the police, but we are not driving to Rósa tonight. It's too far and you're too tired and I don't know the way. We are going home to sleep and tomorrow we'll get up and leave right away." Serena stared at him in fury, then her shield broke down and hot tears began to flow down her cheeks.
"But I'm scared! He's in the Mafia, Darien, who knows how his mind works? She's my baby girl; I can't let her get hurt." Darien let go of her wrist and she fell into him, crying onto his chest as he rubbed her back in small circles.
"She won't get hurt. He wouldn't hurt something so precious; and besides, if Sofia has wanted children for so long, she wouldn't let him hurt her. She's probably being all motherly now, telling her everything is going to be alright." He pulled her tight and planted a few small kisses on her forehead.
"Now please, let's go home. I'll drive; you can tell me where to turn and what not." He walked her over to the car and sat her in the front seat, then ran around to the drivers' side and got in himself.
After a few hours of misdirection's thanks to Serena's crying, they finally returned home to see that Daniella had left a note.
"Serena and Darien,
Anya is alright. I won't hurt her. Don't tell your father; he'd kill us then die himself.
Love, Paolo and Sofia"
Serena broke down once more, falling onto her knees and crying loudly. Darien got down beside her and picked her up, carrying her to their room. She cried out when she saw Anya's room, and once more when they passed the door to their bedroom. Darien laid her on the bed and walked over to the chest of drawers, pulling out a pair of pajamas for both Serena and himself. As they dressed, Serena's tears calmed down and she began to breath normally again.
They fell asleep together, with Serena facing Darien's chest and Darien's arms wrapped around her.
The sun awoke the two, forcing them to remember last night. Serena dressed hurriedly, as did Darien; within a half hour of waking they were on the road to Rósa, Serena driving as though they were in a Formula 1 race. They miles flew by, and so did the hours.
They arrived energetic and possessed by the need to find Anya. They searched a few hotels, then a struck the thought to search all of the cheap motels. The first one they tried was the jackpot; a woman working there had spotted the two leaving only a few moments ago, and he said they were likely out for lunch. With their hearts lightened at the news, the couple set out and checked all the nearest restaurants. Darien, by sheer luck, pocked his head into a gas station and saw a little girl with bright blonde hair, flanked by a woman and a man. He walked in and pretended to be buying something in another aisle, sparing only a few glances as the trio walked about the store.
They left in a few minutes and got into an old car parked in the lot, then drove off as though everything was perfectly normal. Darien alerted Serena, who grinned and jumped into the car, motioning for Darien to follow her. They followed the car for a bit, and then parked in the next parking lot over from the motel they were staying in. Though Darien was baffled that they weren't in the hotel they'd thought, the couple continued into the hotel and followed the trio into their room, waiting until they closed the doors to walk up.
"Darien, I'm going to knock on the door and say I'm a maid. Wait around the corner, and if I shout, 'Anya!', come get me. If I don't, just stay there."
Darien nodded his head and watched as Serena sauntered around the corner, finally disappearing from his sight.
After a few short knocks, the door opened slightly.
"Hello, sir, it's your maid. I'm here to check on the number of people staying in the room, we've had a few people saying there is more than three people staying in this room." She smiled and waited for him to open the door.
"There are only three people here. But, by all means, I don't wish to stand in your way of getting the job done." The door opened to reveal a large man, who motioned for Serena to step in. He spoke with an English accent, telling Serena she could very well be wrong. In the room she saw a little girl about Anya's age, but the two were clearly not very alike from the front. The woman was not very similar to Sofia, either, so Serena bowed her head and began retreating from the room.
"Thank you, sir. I'll let management know that you easily complied, maybe I can get you a night's free stay." She plastered a smile upon her face to hide her sadness.
"Thank you, miss. Good day." He closed the door behind her and she ran to Darien, her fear apparent on her face.
"That wasn't her."
"Well, come on, let's go. No point in staying here, I guess."
They left and went, but only after Serena paid the front desk for three extra night's stay. They headed back to the motel where they originally found Anya, only to find out that their suite had been cleared, and there was no indication of where Paolo and Sofia were going to hide out.
Hey guys! I thought I'd get this up and running, so here's the next chapter. Please read and review! I'd love to get to one hundred with this story, and I'm not sure how much longer this story is going to go. Thanks!