Sorry it took so long to update, my computer was acting a fool. Hope everyone is liking my take on the smackdown that Babe has coming.

Retrieval

Sitting in a 24-hour highway diner, Jamie and Babe discussed their plans and their future. Suddenly Jamie froze with his fork half way to his mouth.

"What's wrong Jamie?" Babe inquired looking over her shoulder.

Two large men had entered the diner and were approaching their table. They each wore an air of danger and capability. Jamie recognized the futility of trying to evade these men and looked Babe in the eye and said, "Just do what they say. They aren't cops, but they are dangerous."

"Jamie, what's going on? Are they here for Ace?" Reaching for the boy, Babe wrapped him in her arms and held on tight.

By now one of the black clad men had approached their table. The other was standing at the front door. A look over his shoulder, seeing another man posted at the back door, confirmed for Jamie just how professional these men were.

"Mr. Martin. Ms. Carey. Come with us please". It was posed as a polite question, but there was no doubt in anyone's mind that it was a demand.

Jamie got up and helped a struggling Babe to stand with the baby still in her arms. Grabbing their gear, Jamie and Babe preceded the black clad man as indicated. The man at the front door opened it and waited for them to exit. As soon as Jamie and Babe were outside, more men in black appeared, falling into a loose circle about them.

They were ushered into a black SUV with tinted windows. Once they were all in. Jamie began firing questions at them.

This went on for an hour. Jamie shot questions like a machine gun, Babe cried and tried to soothe baby Ace as he too was crying in reaction to the stress that he felt coming off her; and they were strictly ignored by their captors.

Two hours into their nightmare, the SUV pulled over to the side of the road and parked. Another SUV was there.

Getting out of the SUV, one man grabbed the baby's gear while another looked Babe in the eye and said, "The baby please."

Shaking her head no frantically, Babe began bargaining, "No. Not my sweet little boy. You cannot take my baby from me. Please, you can't take a baby from his mother."

Meanwhile Jamie had gotten hardly tired of inaction and made his move. He jumped out of the SUV and attempted to tackle the man asking for Ace. He was quickly put down.

Another man got out of the SUV, gathered an unconscious Jamie into a Fireman's hold and waited as his colleague pried Ace from Babe's arms. Jamie was dumped into the seat, buckled in and the door was closed and locked.

A hysterical Babe, sobbed and pleaded and threatened impotently as Ace was lead away to the other black SUV and driven away.

The two men got in and the SUV took off. Babe was still screaming and crying and Jamie was out cold.

Forty minutes later, Jamie was awake, holding his head in one hand and a silently crying Babe in the other.

Ring

Snapping open a cell, the driver responded to the caller, "Yes we have them. No. No problems. Yes, the child was delivered as instructed. Our ETA is twenty-five minutes."

He listened quietly for a moment then, "No. There were no witnesses. Understood."

Jamie and Babe stiffened when they phone rang and went cold when they heard his side of the conversation.

"Did the Chandler's hire you guys? You won't get away with this. You can't just take a baby from his mother and kidnap us without having to answer for it," Jamie threatened.

"Ace is my son. You can run any test you want. It'll tell you. No matter what Kevin or Kelly say. He's mine," this from Babe.

"How much? My mom and dad are pretty flush. They'll pay you whatever you want. My mom owns a magazine and my dad owns a winery. Just name your price."

"Keep your money. We're here."

Here was what appeared to be a deserted warehouse.

Once out of the truck, the men "escorted" the reluctant pair inside.

"Oh my god-"

"Wha-"

Sitting behind a desk was Bianca Montgomery. But not the Binks that Jamie had grown up with or the one Babe called best friend. This Bianca was clad in black leather to the ground. Her ebony bob was slicked back from her brow, throwing her face with its beautiful cheekbone and large eyes into overwhelming relief.

This Bianca was beautiful. But not Bianca beautiful. This Bianca looked more like Kendall and Erica than they had ever seen her. And when they were close enough to see her eyes, they were afraid as they had never been afraid before. Because Bianca's soft brown glaze was replaced by a diamond hard piercing stare with no warmth at all.

"So you know," Babe murmured.

"Yes. I know." The gentle timber of Bianca's voice had been stripped and the phrase was hard and cutting.

"Sit down."