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Sorry that this chapter is a little later than I'd hoped~ I had a busier
week than usual. This weekend is Homecoming so I won't promise a chapter
but I'll do my best. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except
for the ones that I've added here~ Agent Harper, Mrs. Wynter, and Charlie.
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~SJ
"Hey, Snake, where are you?" Spike gasped as the end of another contraction pushed her closer and closer to the birth of their child.
"Well, I'm in America right now, Spike. I got a call from the FBI; they've got Sean with them right now. I'm trying to find Emma." He told her gently as he looked around the local police office. Sean was sitting in a chair, a blanket wrapped around his shaking body. They were going to take him to the local hospital but he'd begged for them to wait until Snake had made it there.
"Have they found Emma?" Spike asked quickly.
"No. Sean turned himself in when he saw a news clip about Emma being missing. He told Agent Harper that he looked for her but couldn't find her. The local news station is running a story on it tonight and they're setting up a number if anyone sees her." Snake offered, wishing he had something more.
"Stay with Sean. I've gotta go, Snake. The contractions are getting closer together." Spike gasped out as another one hit. Snake offered his words of encouragement and love before hanging up.
"Mr. Simpson?" An uniformed officer asked approaching him. Snake turned and looked at the young woman with a hopeful glance. "We're moving Sean Cameron now, he's asking for you." Snake nodded and headed in the direction of the doors. Agent Daniel Harper was waiting with him outside in the snow. Snake made his way over to them and stood next to the stretcher that Sean was strapped to.
"Mr. Simpson, did they find her?" Sean asked weakly. Snake looked at the teen and sighed inwardly.
"No, Sean. They'll find her though, I know they will. Right now just worry about getting some rest and getting better." Snake told him, as Sean was loaded into the ambulance.
"Are you coming with me?" Sean asked, hopefulness clear in his voice.
"I can't come with you now, I have to talk to Agent Harper, but I promise I'll be there by the time they get you into a room." Snake vowed and a little of the fear in Sean's eyes diminished. With that the doors were shut and Sean was whisked away.
"Agent Harper, what can you tell me?" Snake asked.
"She was seen getting off the bus. Managers at two different hotels place her in their lobbies looking for someone, Sean, but he was staying at the third hotel. A Mrs. Wynter saw her speaking to an older man just outside of that motel. According to Mrs. Wynter she looked like she just wanted to get away from the guy but he wouldn't let her go. Mrs. Wynter says that he touched her neck, we're assuming that he injected her with something, and she passed out. He carried her off." Agent Harper explained as they headed back into the building. Snake looked at the officer and his concern showed through loud and clear.
"What about this guy that drugged Emma? What do you know about him?" Snake asked.
"Mrs. Wynter didn't recognize him which means that he likely doesn't live around here. However, it could also mean his is someone's child that is here visiting or whatever. We're working on that right now." Agent Harper replied. Snake nodded then headed to the hospital to see to Sean.
Emma woke to find that the basement that she was in was somehow colder. Shivering, Emma climbed to her feet and smiled. Whatever that asshole had given her had finally worn off and she had regained fill control of her body. She looked to the window again and then around the room. It was completely bare and in the daylight, she could see that it was really nothing more than a basement, a storage space. Emma sighed and walked over to the window. Standing on the tips of her toes, she could just touch the bottom of the window. With a deep breath, Emma bent her knees and jumped. She managed to grab hold of the window and used her feet to push herself up to a point where she was able to move at least one arm and hand while holding herself up.
"Emma Nelson, and interesting name." She heard and abruptly let herself drop to the ground. She turned and tried to make herself look like she wasn't doing anything but being bored. A door had opened and in walked her captor and Emma stiffened. He was cocky enough to leave the door open and Emma was immediately on the defensive.
"What do want?" She spat angrily, watching him carefully.
"I want a daughter." He said simply. Emma gaped at him and wondered if she'd heard him correctly. Was he really this crazy?
"What are you talking about?" Emma replied.
"I want a daughter. That girl in Canada refused me and look what happened to her. She refused my generous offer. I can give you anything that you want so long as you promise to stay with me, keep me company." He told her and Emma had her answer. He was a lonely, crazy man.
"I have a family waiting for me in Canada. I don't even know you." Emma reasoned, saying the first thing that came to her mind.
"I've watched you, Emma. I know everything there is to know about you, that's all that matters." He replied.
"What is your name?" Emma asked, avoiding his crazy factor for a moment.
"Charlie. Charlie Montoya." He replied after a moment.
"Charlie, you need to let me go. What you're doing is illegal and needs to end right now. Do you understand this?" Emma reasoned.
"You're just like her!" He screamed in rage and Emma flinched. Things were not going as she'd hoped. With speed that she'd never match, Charlie flew at her and wrapped his hands around her neck. Emma gasped for breath as blackness clawed at the edges of her vision. The last thing she saw before the blackness won was Charlie curled up in a corner bawling.
Craig smiled softly as he watched Toby and Ashley sleep, one a natural sleep the other a healing sleep. Ashley was beginning to get better. Her brain waves were changing, becoming more active, and the doctors were encouraged. By the weeks end she could be awake. Her full recovery after that was questionable, they would have to observe her after that, but things were looking good.
"Okay, Ash, any time you wanna wake up you can. I know you can do this, I have complete faith in you. I love you, Ash." Craig whispered squeezing her hand and was shocked to find that she squeezed back. His smile grew. She was going to be just fine.
On another level of the hospital, Spike was working to bring the newest member of the Simpson-Nelson family into the world. She was pushing her heart out and it was almost finished.
"Come on, Spike. One more big push, that's all it's gonna take." The nurse encouraged. Spike took a deep breath and thought of Snake and Emma as she gave the last push her all and was gratified with the cry of their new addition to the family.
"Congratulations, Spike. You've got a new baby boy." The nurse told her softly as she placed the little one in the waiting arms of Spike and as she looked down at the little baby she knew that all the effort had been more than worth it.
"Hey, Snake, where are you?" Spike gasped as the end of another contraction pushed her closer and closer to the birth of their child.
"Well, I'm in America right now, Spike. I got a call from the FBI; they've got Sean with them right now. I'm trying to find Emma." He told her gently as he looked around the local police office. Sean was sitting in a chair, a blanket wrapped around his shaking body. They were going to take him to the local hospital but he'd begged for them to wait until Snake had made it there.
"Have they found Emma?" Spike asked quickly.
"No. Sean turned himself in when he saw a news clip about Emma being missing. He told Agent Harper that he looked for her but couldn't find her. The local news station is running a story on it tonight and they're setting up a number if anyone sees her." Snake offered, wishing he had something more.
"Stay with Sean. I've gotta go, Snake. The contractions are getting closer together." Spike gasped out as another one hit. Snake offered his words of encouragement and love before hanging up.
"Mr. Simpson?" An uniformed officer asked approaching him. Snake turned and looked at the young woman with a hopeful glance. "We're moving Sean Cameron now, he's asking for you." Snake nodded and headed in the direction of the doors. Agent Daniel Harper was waiting with him outside in the snow. Snake made his way over to them and stood next to the stretcher that Sean was strapped to.
"Mr. Simpson, did they find her?" Sean asked weakly. Snake looked at the teen and sighed inwardly.
"No, Sean. They'll find her though, I know they will. Right now just worry about getting some rest and getting better." Snake told him, as Sean was loaded into the ambulance.
"Are you coming with me?" Sean asked, hopefulness clear in his voice.
"I can't come with you now, I have to talk to Agent Harper, but I promise I'll be there by the time they get you into a room." Snake vowed and a little of the fear in Sean's eyes diminished. With that the doors were shut and Sean was whisked away.
"Agent Harper, what can you tell me?" Snake asked.
"She was seen getting off the bus. Managers at two different hotels place her in their lobbies looking for someone, Sean, but he was staying at the third hotel. A Mrs. Wynter saw her speaking to an older man just outside of that motel. According to Mrs. Wynter she looked like she just wanted to get away from the guy but he wouldn't let her go. Mrs. Wynter says that he touched her neck, we're assuming that he injected her with something, and she passed out. He carried her off." Agent Harper explained as they headed back into the building. Snake looked at the officer and his concern showed through loud and clear.
"What about this guy that drugged Emma? What do you know about him?" Snake asked.
"Mrs. Wynter didn't recognize him which means that he likely doesn't live around here. However, it could also mean his is someone's child that is here visiting or whatever. We're working on that right now." Agent Harper replied. Snake nodded then headed to the hospital to see to Sean.
Emma woke to find that the basement that she was in was somehow colder. Shivering, Emma climbed to her feet and smiled. Whatever that asshole had given her had finally worn off and she had regained fill control of her body. She looked to the window again and then around the room. It was completely bare and in the daylight, she could see that it was really nothing more than a basement, a storage space. Emma sighed and walked over to the window. Standing on the tips of her toes, she could just touch the bottom of the window. With a deep breath, Emma bent her knees and jumped. She managed to grab hold of the window and used her feet to push herself up to a point where she was able to move at least one arm and hand while holding herself up.
"Emma Nelson, and interesting name." She heard and abruptly let herself drop to the ground. She turned and tried to make herself look like she wasn't doing anything but being bored. A door had opened and in walked her captor and Emma stiffened. He was cocky enough to leave the door open and Emma was immediately on the defensive.
"What do want?" She spat angrily, watching him carefully.
"I want a daughter." He said simply. Emma gaped at him and wondered if she'd heard him correctly. Was he really this crazy?
"What are you talking about?" Emma replied.
"I want a daughter. That girl in Canada refused me and look what happened to her. She refused my generous offer. I can give you anything that you want so long as you promise to stay with me, keep me company." He told her and Emma had her answer. He was a lonely, crazy man.
"I have a family waiting for me in Canada. I don't even know you." Emma reasoned, saying the first thing that came to her mind.
"I've watched you, Emma. I know everything there is to know about you, that's all that matters." He replied.
"What is your name?" Emma asked, avoiding his crazy factor for a moment.
"Charlie. Charlie Montoya." He replied after a moment.
"Charlie, you need to let me go. What you're doing is illegal and needs to end right now. Do you understand this?" Emma reasoned.
"You're just like her!" He screamed in rage and Emma flinched. Things were not going as she'd hoped. With speed that she'd never match, Charlie flew at her and wrapped his hands around her neck. Emma gasped for breath as blackness clawed at the edges of her vision. The last thing she saw before the blackness won was Charlie curled up in a corner bawling.
Craig smiled softly as he watched Toby and Ashley sleep, one a natural sleep the other a healing sleep. Ashley was beginning to get better. Her brain waves were changing, becoming more active, and the doctors were encouraged. By the weeks end she could be awake. Her full recovery after that was questionable, they would have to observe her after that, but things were looking good.
"Okay, Ash, any time you wanna wake up you can. I know you can do this, I have complete faith in you. I love you, Ash." Craig whispered squeezing her hand and was shocked to find that she squeezed back. His smile grew. She was going to be just fine.
On another level of the hospital, Spike was working to bring the newest member of the Simpson-Nelson family into the world. She was pushing her heart out and it was almost finished.
"Come on, Spike. One more big push, that's all it's gonna take." The nurse encouraged. Spike took a deep breath and thought of Snake and Emma as she gave the last push her all and was gratified with the cry of their new addition to the family.
"Congratulations, Spike. You've got a new baby boy." The nurse told her softly as she placed the little one in the waiting arms of Spike and as she looked down at the little baby she knew that all the effort had been more than worth it.