A/N: Normally I'd give you a rough translation of what is being said in Romanian, but this time I'm going to not say anything—you might get an idea as to what is happening anyways. Until next time—PCGirl.
Caleb took a look at his watch as he pulled out his keys and unlocked the apartment door—he needed to be there already, knew that Eddie's plane was landing soon and he didn't want Rafe to get a hold of Marius just yet. He opened the door and instead of the normal throwing his keys on the table he slipped them back into pocket, "Olivia?" he called out—hoping she was still here.
He walked down the hall and opened the bedroom door a crack to see she was still sleeping—Miranda in the bed next to her. A smile appeared on his face as he thought about how tiny she was and how soon that wouldn't be the case. He held back the tears as he leaned down and kissed his daughter on the forehead and then his wife.
Her eyes fluttered open and a smile immediately appeared on her face, "You're home?"
"Not for long," he whispered as he took her hand and nodded towards the living room. "I have to tell you something—and you aren't going to like it."
"Oh my god, Caleb. I've been feeling something all night—is it Tara?" she asked as he sat her down on the couch, his hands still holding her trembling ones.
"Her and Kate were ambushed—the jerk called me and rubbed it in my face. Rafe is already over there and I'm meeting him in an hour. I need you to pack and have Alex stay with Jeremiah—you can bring Miranda to Daia," he said, surprised by his calmness.
"No, I'll leave her with my dad—why aren't we coming back here though?"
"I'm unsure of the condition Tara will be in."
"Condition?" asked Livvie as her voice soared. "Are you saying he might have killed her?"
"No—not at all," he said soothing her, knowing the man wouldn't do that. "She's going to be in shock, and I'd rather have her somewhere more secluded where myself and Delia can take care of her until she is well. I have a few bottles of water in my bag and shipped some more to Daia already. It's going to be ok—our little girl is going to be just fine," he said as he pushed her hair back out of her face.
"I know," she said through sniffles. "I know you and Rafe are going to get them home safe—I just never thought this would happen to the girls, they were supposed to be safe. How did someone spot them out of the clear blue like that? It's like they had to know exactly who they were looking for—and how could they do that unless they were shown a picture of Tara and Kate beforehand?"
"Yeah—it is odd how this happened unexpectedly."
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Rafe stood at the back of the terminal, his duffle bag at his feet. He had to laugh at the fact that Eddie had powers to get himself here in a matter of minutes, but instead took an extremely long flight. He crossed his arms and leaned back as he saw his son walking in, his hand already on his cell phone.
"Edward," he said in a loud tone that made his son jump and look as if he were seeing a ghost.
"Dad—how did you get here already?"
"Something that comes with age and wisdom," he said with a wink at his son. "Are you calling Kate?"
"Yeah, to tell her I'm on the way—Listen, I'm sorry I didn't tell you—she just wanted me to help her out and I figured I can and I will. She's with Andrew Veener—wasn't that the name of your friend's son?"
"That is Claus' son—and I supposed I'm happier to know he's been watching over Kate. I'm not mad at you Eddie—It's just that yeah you and your sisters have been taught to defend yourself and use your Slayer powers, but you haven't been through all the training I was required to go. If something happens and you need my help I'd rather you ask for it than think you can handle it all by yourself. If anything ever happened to any of you I don't know how I could face your mother again," he said and then getting silent as he thought about what Caleb had to tell Livvie earlier.
He gave a slight cough and continued, "Alright, well let's go get your sister and then Caleb should be here soon."
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"Scuza-ma," said Caleb to the large man he was talking to and walked away for a moment. "Hello?"
"It's Jack."
"I'm kind of busy Ramsey—what is it?" asked Caleb in a whispered tone.
"I know about Kate and Tara—but I have some worse news."
"What?" said Caleb louder.
"Lizzie and Leslie are on there way to try and save the girls. I'm on a train to try and catch them before they hurt themselves, but I don't know the town I should be coming to."
"Heilbronn. I'll let Rafe know when I meet up with him," he said shortly as he looked back at the man who seemed to be impatient. "I have to go Jack."
"Fine. I'll try and stop them," he snapped at Caleb as he hung up the phone.
"Este o problema?" asked the man as Caleb walked back over to him.
"Nu , nici o problema la tot. Multumesc iar pentru al tau serviciu."
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"Is this the address?" asked Rafe as began to turn the car into the driveway.
"Yeah, this is what Kate gave me," said Eddie as he unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at his dad. They had barely gotten out of the car when the front door opened and Kate came running out and into her brother's arms, "Hey sis."
"Hi," she said as she wiped the tears away and looked at him and then over to see Rafe. "Daddy?" she said in shock and then ran to his arms and began crying again. "I'm so sorry—I tried so hard to protect both of us."
"Hey, it's ok," he said pulling her away and wiping her face—it was then he realized how much she was like her mom. "Nobody is blaming you, Princess. Nobody at all," he finished as he looked up to see Andrew standing outside the door. "You must be Claus' son—you look just like he did at your age. I'm Rafe—your father, Grayson, and I were good friends for many years," said Rafe as he went over and extended his hand.
"I remember very few things about my father—but I remember he had a picture frame on his desk of the three of you. I'm sorry I wasn't able to save Tara though."
"It's ok—there might still be time."
"Then stop jabbering and come on," said a voice behind the two and Rafe turned around to see Caleb standing there with his arms folded at his chest and a water bottle in his hand. He gave an inner chuckle at the fact this was the most Kovich's in Europe in the past thirty years.
"Andrew—do you happen to have any water bottles we could take?" asked Rafe as he motioned for Eddie and Kate to go inside also. "Is that all you brought for Tara?"
"No, there's more in my bag—and there's more being shipped to Daia."
"You aren't coming back to Port Charles with us?"
"No, not at the moment. Listen—all I want to do is get in there, get Tara, and get out. When she's settled in then we can talk about fighting Marius for this. Any problem with that?"
"None at all, I suppose."
