Belligerent-road-pylon: I too am from BC, I have this bad habit of not really going into detail when I know a place. So here I am staring outside at all the grey, It's just natural to me. Bad Kathleen, remember, not everyone is from here! So this chapter is just for you... and anyone else I may have annoyed with my lack of detail.

PS: A candy for the first person to figure out where in BC they are, no Alex, you can't play. ;)

Richard Kendall watched the rain fall outside of his window silently. The streets were misty and the mountains were hidden beneath the low-lying clouds. In the far distance, beyond the lake and on the other side of the valley, the burnt outline of a city ravaged by fire was still visible even after the two years that had passed.

Pitter-patter...

There was an old shoe box full of the many clippings from the many years ago. They had one baby picture, only one left of their beautiful daughter. She had destroyed them all after the police had told them that there was no hope left. Suddenly here it was, all the hope they needed in a simple phone call. Their daughter was alive.

Kendall stood up and looked over at his wife who was shifting through the contents of the shoe box, looking at all the old memories and thoughts that had been contained so many years before.

"Olivia..."

"Richard, I ... I don't think I can do it." She whispered quietly. "They told us she was dead... that there was no hope, we had a memorial, we buried her Richard." She was pale and fragile looking, just like thirteen years ago, there was fear in her blue eyes, the kind Richard thought he would never see again.

"Olivia, she's our daughter..."

"I know that Richard," The woman said in an exasperated voice, "And I love her but if we take her back..."

"Corbin is in jail," Richard said quietly, "I won't make that same mistake twice, we don't have to worry about him."

"But the people he works with... Richard, they might go back after her, after our daughter! I can't lose her again."

"We won't," Richard promised, "We can't just leave her there 'Livia. What sort of parents would we be?"

"Smart ones," Olivia said quietly, "If we take her back, they'll know where to look. They'll come after her again just to try to make you pay. You know Corbin would have killed her sooner or later, it was pay back to you."

"He's in jail..."

"The people he works with aren't." Olivia bit her lower lip and brushed a brown curl out of her face, "Richard, I want her back, but I don't want her to get hurt."

"We won't let that happen," Richard said with confidence, "I promise, but please... We have to go... don't you want to see her again?"

"You know I do." Olivia wiped a tear from her face, "But... Richard I'm scared for her."

"We have the money now, if they still try to come after her, we can pay them back."

"Oh Richard..." Olivia smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, "We're going to get her back, aren't we?"

"Yeah, we are."

The rain continued to thunder down through the city, washing the streets and creating a canvas of faded homes and forests. The airport was closed because of the weather, still Richard Kendall booked flights for two days and prayed to whoever might be listening to give them a chance.

Olivia continued to look through the articles, when she came across one she held it in her hand for a moment. The words 'Money', 'Scandal' and 'Illness' jumped off of the page. None of this was Richard's fault, it was her doing, Olivia knew that by going back for their daughter she would have to explain anything.

Would her little girl still want to come home after that? Olivia wasn't certain but she owed the chance of a new life to Richard, all she could do was pray.

'CHBC news, Mister Kendall, are the rumours true?'

'I don't know what you're talking about.'

'Is it true you were forced to find illegitimate ways of paying for your wife's medical treatment?'

'No, it is not.'

'Could this be related to the disappearance of your daughter?'

'No.'

'Mister Kendall... what would you give to see her again?'

'Anything, I want my daughter back.'

'Have the police found any signs of where she may have been taken?'

'Not that I know of.'

'Why was your daughter in the hospital to begin with?'

'She has tuberculosis, I'm asking her kidnappers to please take into account that she is only two, my daughter is very sick. Please, return her to us.'

'Mister Kendall...'

'Mister Kendall!'

'I need that money Richard.'

"The rain's finally letting up." Richard said with a broad smile, "We leave in two days."

"That's wonderful," Olivia grinned slightly, "So... what do you think she's like?"

Richard shrugged, "Doctor Cameron said her personality had been affected a bit because of her illness, but she's recovering, so I guess we'll find out."

"Richard... I can't believe we're getting our daughter back." Olivia said with a small smile, "It's been so long."

"She'll be fine," Richard smiled, "Don't worry, we'll keep her safe this time."

xXx

Jenny sat there calmly, playing with her dolls, Miss Pony was just arriving for a tea party with Gary the Hamster who was actually just a sock stuffed with cotton and two button eyes. The real Gary had met an unfortunate end with the bottom of Dad's shoe last week, it was an accident.

'Hello Gary, how are you today?'

'Well I'm just fine Miss Pony, you are looking very purdy today.'

"Jenny dear, you need to be a little quieter, daddy and mommy as discussing some serious issues."

"I'm sorry."

"That's all right sweety."

"Gloria, I don't care, you have your way, she's here now..."

"Daniel, she's five, even you have a bit of heart, if you..."

'Would you like some tea Miss Pony?'

'Why yes I would Gary, thank you.'

"Jenny, hush dear."

"The kid has to go, the police will be all over here..."

"Daniel, don't you think..."

'A cookie, Miss Pony?'

'Thank you Gary.'

"Shut up!" Daniel snapped at the young girl who sat on the floor. She shrank away from him and closed her eyes. He yelled an awful lot, Mommy said it was just his way of showing he cared. "You never just shut up!"

He came out swinging, another way he loved her. She was fragile, like any child, and so when Daniel Corbin hit her, she went flying.

"Daniel! Stop!" Gloria screamed.

Oh but Jenny had it all sorted out, whenever Daddy got angry she would simply curl into a ball and hide, less damage that way, and he usually realized that he was hurting her.

"Dad stop!"

"You're going out there and performing tonight! I don't care how sick you are!"

"Dad, please listen!"

She was older now, not the innocent five year old she had been ten yeas ago, now she was full of fire and hate for everyone and anyone around her. She allowed a blow to be cast to her head, just a single one, to keep him satisfied. If he tried again, she would fight as much as her body allowed her to.

Violation, hate and fear, the family lived off of it. Jenny found herself closer to the edge with each night of horror, her mind began to crack under the pressure, spinning her closer and closer to the edge of insanity. It was only when Spencer and the other band members came into her life that her life began to hold meaning again. The stage lights brought out the little joy she had left in her soul and allowed to fill everyone listening with the same hope.

The nightmare led jenny back to the stage, the warm house lights blinded her. She held up her hand to stop the blinding rays, nothing worked. Jenny spun around to look at the band, what she saw made her physically ill, all of her friends including Spencer, were sprawled on the stage. Their flesh was rotting off of their bones, blood pooled around their corpses. Jenny tried to scream but no sound came from her throat, no one could hear her cries, just like always.

"Why are you crying?" She turned only to see Daniel, her 'father' standing there, a wild smile on his face. "You always cry."

He advanced on her slightly and Jenny stumbled back, her mouth open, no words came out, no screams, no whimpers of fear. There was that familiar hungry look in her kidnappers' eye, something she had learned to fear as a child.

"You can't sing for me can you?"

"It's okay Jenny, you can come back." The voice of Doctor Foreman filled her mind, Jenny looked around and desperately searched for him

"You're on the mends, you don't have to worry." Now Doctor Chase, overlapping Foreman as he spoke.

"We'll find your parents, you don't have to worry." Doctor Cameron was louder than the other two combined.

"I don't like patients that lie." That was Doctor House, all of them spoke together in strange harmony, drowning out Daniel Corbin.

Jenny's eyes snapped open and a gasp escaped her, cool sweat poured down her face.

"Are you okay?" Doctor Foreman was standing near by, writing something on a clipboard.

"Yeah, it was just a nightmare." Jenny muttered, "Thank goodness."