- "Then that will be so," Frank said as he pulled out a gun and aimed it at the girl, "go to hell!" He yelled before taking off the safety and pulling back the trigger.

"No!"-

Love and Death in Las Vegas
By Cat

Chapter Six

A gunshot echoed through the almost empty warehouse, Mary gasped from where she lay and she begged to no-one in particular that it wasn't Danny who had just been shot. Mary sensed that Danny was nearby and she was hoping to god that he hadn't been hurt too badly by Fox when she was kidnapped. But however badly he had been hurt then, it was probably going to become a lot worse during the final events of the adventure, or more correctly described as a horrid dream come true.

Mary took another deep breath and positioned herself around the ropes into a half sitting position and then she looked around, she had previously tried to cut the ropes with shards from a window she had discreetly smashed, but that had no prevail. Mary continued to view the room through half closed eyes due to cramps and the pain from small cuts, but she still came up with the same solutions as previous viewings of the room; nothing.

"No!" Fox yelled and in surprise, his uncle had turned the gun on him just as the trigger had been pulled. A loud blast followed Fox's outburst and Fox stood still for a moment, not a breath or twitch; as if it was a movie and the world had paused for Fox's reaction. After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, Fox fell. Fox clasped a hand to his chest in pain, it felt like a thousand knives burning knives stabbing him at once, Fox's vision became blurry and he was soon finding it harder to breath. Suddenly, he saw black and then his movement… stopped.

Danny gasped as he watched the scene play out, he gave a brief shudder and then his eyes widened when Fox stopped moving, turning his head towards Danny, blood spilling out of his mouth. Danny gagged, death had never been what he had hoped to accomplish in this brief mission. Sure, they had kidnapped Mary and in turn endangered the welfare of his child, but death had never appealed to Danny as a strong suit or answer to problems. Joining the marines hadn't helped that fact; it had just broadened his hatred for the ability of human life destroying other human life.

Danny took a brief look back and then crept away from his hiding spot and went in search of Mary, after first sending a text message to Luis on his mobile and then another to Ed.

Luis looked up as he saw a familiar man enter his office, looking grim. "Still no word," Luis muttered as he looked back at a notebook one of his men had recovered from Sylvia Connell's household, she had told Luis that she had found it after a break in, months ago- apparently it had been hidden along with Frank's old things.

"What do you think this means?" Luis said with a gesture to some writing on a page.

Ed briefly strolled across the room to Luis' desk and looked over Luis' shoulder at the notebook. He read a few lines and then took a moment to think. He then pointed to a passage, "those are Mary's work and personal phone numbers," he remembered, having had to memorize them so he could constantly check up on her. The address, though, he didn't recognize. But before he could say anything, Luis' mobile started beeping.

Luis took one look at the message, "Danny's found them."

Mary was just about to give up hope when she heard the door creep. She looked around and smiled when she saw Danny's face who matched it with a smile that was double the wattage before he replaced it with a grim one. He quietly crept in and shut the door behind himself, knelt next to her and undid her bindings.

"How are you feeling?" He asked her in a quiet, concerned manor. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm ok," she replied in a relieved tone. "I heard a gun shot," She told him worriedly, "what happened?"

"Your father killed Fox," Danny explained and hugged her tightly.

Mary let tears run down her face before saying, "he deserved it; for what he did to you and me." Mary hugged him back.

"Yes, but we have to go now," Danny told her, "can you stand?"

"No," she said, "I can barely sit."

Danny ran a hand through his hair as he tried to think of a way to get out. He then sat down next to her and kissed her forehead, gently. "I think we'll just have to stay here until help arrives." He looked at her blissfully, he was glad to see she was alive. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, "but I had some contractions before… I just they hope find us in time."

To be continued…


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