Don't Dwell in the Past

I looked at Kara, completely stunned.

"Jess!" She yelled. She was on the verge of tears. Why was she upset? They were my kids.

"What?" I managed to croak out.

"Someone has taken your kids, Jess," she said in a soft tone. She was way upset. Not as much as me. However, I wasn't going to cry. I couldn't. That would make me incapable of doing anything productive.

"Why?" I couldn't really say much. I had wanted to say more but my voice wasn't letting me. Then Steph walked in, with the same grim face that Kara had.

"We don't know,"Steph answered.

"How?" I know its pathetic, but I couldn't seem to bring myself to say anything.

"Some men came in and took your kids from the daycare center,"Kare answered.

That was when I got really angry. "What!" I raged, "Didn't anyone stop them?"

"Jess, they tried. Four of the five care givers are severely injured; one was even shot."

"Jesus Christ!" I said. Then I grabbed my purse and ran out the building.

I could hear Kara and Steph screaming behind me to wait. I couldn't. I had to find my kids. I had to know they were okay. I had to save them. After all, the people who kidnapped them were probably people who wanted to kill me.

I drove as fast as I could to get to my apartment, not caring if anyone tried to pull me over.

When I got to the parking garage, I quickly parked and took the elevator. I went into my apartment and grabbed the first thing lying around that were my children's. That one thing happened to be a SpongeBob Squarepants pillow. I hugged the pillow, trying to get a vision. When nothing came, I tried again. Dammit!

I tried and tried again, but nothing came.

I frantically ran around my apartment looking for things. I found a picture of them and me when we went to Ft. Meyers last year. I stared intently at that picture, but still nothing came.

Then I began to cry. I ran into their room and lay on Autumn's bed and cried into the pillow.

Why is this happening to me?

Can't anything go right in my life?

First this stupid ESP thing, then Rob, and now my kids. Why God? Why are you punishing me?

What have I done?

Why do you hate me?

That was when I got a vision.

I knew where they were.

Now all I had to do was get there.

Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns the 1-800-where-r-you characters.