"Sam?" He asked answering the phone.
"Luka, It's Kerry." 'Shit' He thought to himself.
"What is it Kerry?" He asked, annoyance evident in his voice. He'd ask to talk to Sam once he was finished getting whatever reprimand he had no doubtingly deserved.
"Luka, Sam has been kidnapped." Kerry said softly. Luka exploded.
"What? What happened?" He demanded, jumping from the couch and gathering his keys and cellphone.
"We don't know. You should get over here." He didn't wait for anything else. He threw the phone on the couch and ran to Alex's room.
"Alex we need to go! Now!" He screamed through the door. He emerged, confused and startled.
"What's going on?" Luka grabbed his arm and headed for the door.
"We've got to go to the hospital." His original plan was to take Alex to his friends house, shelter him from the knowledge of his mothers abduction, but then he realized that he may have a way of contacting Steve. It wasn't confirmed but Luka knew it was Steve that had her.
"What's wrong? Is mom ok?"
"Alex we need to go." Alex flung his arm free and stopped in the doorway.
"NO! Tell me what's wrong!" Luka turned and looked at the frightened child.
"She's gone. You're father took her, we need to get there now." Alex's eyes widened and he followed Luka out the door quickly. The drive to the hospital was quick. Luka broke almost every rule of the road to get to County at record time. Ignoring the fact that the majority of the ambulance bay was taped off, he pulled his car to a stop by the basketball goal and jumped out of the car,
Alex mimicking his movements.
The two ran in the ER doors and up to Jerry, who was talking to police about being the last person to see her.
"Luka!" Kerry yelled over the heads of people. She limped briskly up to the man that looked shattered and lost. She was about to speak when she noticed Sam's son's presence. "You shouldn't have brought him here" She whispered.
"He may know how to get a hold of Steve."
"You think he did this?" Kerry had heard about him. Frank had tried to do everything he could to have him thrown back in jail. At the time she had just told him to get back to his job, that he was no longer a cop, but now she regretted it deeply. Luka was silent. "You need to tell the police that." Luka nodded and walked over to one of the officers who seemed to be reading his notes over and over again.
"Are you working on the case?" He asked. Alex was still standing right at Luka's side. Luka hadn't noticed but Alex's hand was gripping his own.
"Who are you?" The officer asked suspiciously.
"My name is Luka Kovac, I'm her fiance, this is her son Alex." He explained. The officers expression dropped to one of sympathy.
"I'm sorry. I'm Officer Douglas, I'm working on the case." He said proudly.
"Well, where is she?" Luka demanded.
"We don't know. All we know from a patient upstairs that was looking out the window when the attack happened is that it was an old blue mustang, probably an 73' or a 74'. She was picked up and thrown into the car and the driver left. That's all we know." The officer concluded, his pride disappearing with his lack of information.
"Steve." Luka simply said. Douglas' head shot up and he grabbed his notes, ready to wright.
"Who is Steve?" Luka began to feel the affects of the stress. He walked into the lounge and sat down. When he began to move, he realized the tight grip that the child had on his strong hands. He looked down and tightened his grip slightly, reassuringly.
He released his grip on Alex and sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. The officer followed close behind.
"Who is Steve?" He repeated.
"It's Alex's father, He came by our home today threatening me and telling me that Alex and Sam were his after he was informed of our engagement." Alex looked down, ashamed. Luka went on. "I called Sam and told her that he was here to warn her and she advised me to not call you..." The officer looked puzzled. "He's wanted." Douglas nodded. "She was going to come home early so we could decide what to do about his return. I was waiting for her when I got the call." A tear fell from his face. Douglas began scribbles down his notes.
"Do we have anyway of contacting this man?" He asked.
"When I was staying with him when mom was in the hospital he gave me a cell phone number to reach him at." Alex dug in his back pocket and pulled out a small wallet. He fished through the contents until he found what he was looking for, a small yellow piece of paper with some numbers scribbled on it. The officer took the paper from Alex with a huge grin on his face.
"I'll get this to the station so we can check the number." Luka stood up quickly.
"NO, I want to call him now! If that is his number he'll be expecting a call from someone. Let it be me" Alex jumped in.
"He's my dad!" Alex exclaimed. The men stopped short and looked at the boy. They knew what he meant, and he had a point.
"Alright, let him call. But I want to be listening" Douglas said.
"So do I." Luka growled. Douglas was about to protest but he knew it was useless. This man had anger in his eyes and fear in his heart. Nothing was going to stop him.
"Let's go," He motioned to the two of them as he walked from the lounge and to the Mobile crime lab.