Seeking Revenge- part 3
Kristin had never been as frightened before in her life. She got up from the floor and rubbed her cheek. The impact had created the beginnings of a bruise. She wasn't sure what she had just done, but she knew that at least Nathan and Lucas would be safe; and if that meant that she had to spend the rest of her life in this place with a madman, then so be it. Sinclair was taking her back to her room, unaccompanied by any more guards. The whole time, she was staring at the floor, her tears quietly streaming down her face. Sinclair was holding her arm to make sure she wouldn't get away. As they were nearing her room, Sinclair broke the silence.
"You know,that was a very foolish thing you did back there, my dear. "
Kristin remained staring down at the floor. "I'm never going to see him again. I had to say goodbye to the only man I love. The only man I'll ever love, you heartless bastard!"
The look on Sinclair's face made her instantly regret having said those words. Sinclair forcefully pulled her closer to him until her face was in front of his. His voice was almost a whisper.
"Believe me, Kristin. You'll learn to love me whether you like it or not. I'll make sure of it. Because if you don't, I will not hesitate to hunt them down again and destroy your precious family! So if I were you, I'd be a little more careful about what I say to the man who has complete control over my future. "With that, he pushed her into her room and locked her in from the outside. He was clearly upset over her resistance, but he knew he could change her mind.
Back at the field:
Nathan and Lucas had been walking for what seemed like hours. Lucas was leaning on Nathan for support and was incredibly tired and was starting to lose hope.
"Dad, please stop. I can't go on."
"Lucas, we can't give up. I know you're tired and hurt, but we can't just lie around while Kristin is being held by madman."
"Dad, I know. I'm not saying we should give up. I'm really scared for mom, too. And I honestly want to keep walking, But I really can't go on much further right now."
Nathan looked at his son and let out a small smile.
"You're right. We have been walking a long time. Why don't you lie down for a few minutes. I'll keep walking and see if I find something nearby. I have a feeling we might be close to a road or something."
"Okay. But promise you'll come back for me."
"Actually, I plan on leaving you here all alone forever."
Lucas smiled a little and then slowly let himself down on the ground. Nathan helped him down and took off his jacket. He placed it in a bunch and let Lucas lay his head on it to get a little more comfortable.
"I'll be back, kiddo."
With that, he took off. After a while, he started to hear some noises. His curiosity and adrenaline peaked, and he started walking faster and faster, and then running towards the sounds. He was certain there was a road nearby. Eventually he reached a clearing which was actually a dirt road leading perpendicular to him. Nathan couldn't have been more grateful, but from what he saw, not many people went through the road. He stood there for a few minutes catching his breath, hoping for any sign of a car coming through. He got his wish. A blue pickup truck was slowly making its way from the left. Nathan quickly got in the middle of the road and started waving his hands. The truck eventually stopped right in front of him. The driver got out to see what was going on. He looked like the average farmer, complete with the ratty pair of overalls.
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Please! I am Captain Nathan Hale Bridger of the SeaQuest. My son and I were kidnapped and dropped off in the middle of this field. We need to get to a phone so we can call for help. Can you give us a ride?"
The farmer's concern was clearly marked on his face. "Dear Lord! THE Nathan Bridger? Of course! Are you all right?"
"I'm okay, but my son is in pretty bad shape. He was beaten by some men and is heavily bruised."
"Where is he?"
"I left him to rest for a while just back here." Nathan pointed to where Lucas was.
"Well, let's go get him, then. I can take you to the nearest hospital."
"You have no idea how grateful I would be." Nathan led the farmer back to where Lucas was, and together they carried him back to the truck.
"By the way, my name is Chuck. Chuck Pearson."
"I'll remember that name for the rest of my life, Mr. Pearson." Nathan smiled and extended his hand.
Chuck had arrived just in time, cause the sun had almost set and it got pitch dark after about an hour of driving. Nathan had fallen asleep next to Lucas by the time they got to the hospital. Nathan woke up and quickly called the emergency paramedics nearby. He gave them Lucas' information and they took him to get treated. Knowing that Lucas was in good hands, Nathan turned back to Chuck.
"Mr. Pearson, you have literally saved our lives."
"Well, Captain. To tell ya the truth, it was an honor. I'd heard about you on the news. It seems the whole world has been looking fer ya."
Nathan knew there would be a search party, but he was surprised that it had gotten on the news.
"Really? What have they said?"
"Not much. Just mentioned that you and yer family were taken from yer home and nobody has any idea where you were. They's gots the police trying to find out. Maybe you should call and tell 'em what happened."
"Not just yet. I don't want the guy who's behind this to know I'm alive until I know what to do."
Chuck paused for a second as he thought of something. "I see. Well, fergiveme for intrudin', but what did happen to y'all?
Nathan wasn't really up to saying much, but he gave Chuck the condensed version of what happened, without telling him Sinclair's name or about why he was going after Nathan. He also left out the part about Sinclair wanting Kristin. Chuck was clearly shocked by the story.
"How could a man do such a thing to a boy. It's insane!" He paused for a few moments and then looked at Nathan."Say...where's your wife? They said on the news that she was taken too."
Nathan looked down trying to hold back tears as he heard the question.
"She..." He paused, not knowing if he could go on. He held back a sob. "She... she's still at the castle. The guys who did this wouldn't let her get away."
"Captain, I'm so sorry. You really should tell the FBI. Maybe they can help you track down the bastard that did this. They wouldn't go public." Chuck was truly concerned, even though he had only known Nathan for a few hours.
"First things first, Mr. Pearson. Right now, I'm very worried about my son. I'm going to go up to his room and keep watch on him, make sure he's okay. Then I'll deal with whoever I need to deal with. I'm going to have to ask that you keep quiet and pretend you never saw me and you know nothing about me. Please."
"Yes, sir. I understand. You should go to your son. I have a family of my own to go take care of. But if you need anything, let me give you my address."
Chuck wrote down his address on a piece of paper on the emergency counter and handed it to Nathan.
"I really hope your boy is okay. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Thank you, Mr. Pearson. I appreciate this wholeheartedly."
"Like I said, it was an honor." He smiled and bowed slightly toward Nathan. Nathan bowed back and started walking away. "Oh, Captain..." Nathan looked back at him. "Good luck getting your wife back." Nathan nodded to show his gratitude, but was unable to speak. Nathan kept walking towards the elevator and went up to Lucas' room. When he got there, hew saw that the boy was awake resting on the bed, hooked up to a few monitors. A nurse was in the room with him, placing ice packs on a few of the large bruises on his sides. Nathan walked inside.
"Hey, kiddo."
Lucas looked up at Nathan and smiled. "Dad, I'm so glad we made it, but how did we get here?"
Nathan realized the boy had been asleep the whole time and had absolutely no idea what was going on.
"Well, we were lucky. I found a road near where we were and a farmer came by and gave us a ride here."
"Oh."
The nurse took the opportunity to speak up.
"I assume you're Mr. Bridger."
"Yes. I'm the boy's father. Is he going to be okay?"
"Well, he's broken a few ribs and he has some minor bruises all over his sides and stomach. We've given him some drugs to numb the pain, but he should be okay in a few days. The wounds need to heal and he needs to keep completely still. We'd like for him to stay at the hospital for the night."
Nathan looked at the boy, knowing how much he hated hospitals. "I'm sorry Lucas. I know you don't want to stay but you need your rest."
"No, it's okay, dad. I don't mind. I know well enough that I'm in no condition to leave here right now."
Nathan smiled at how well the boy was dealing with the situation. Their lives had completely turned around in the last 24 hours. He looked at the nurse, wanting some private time to talk to his son and think about what he was going to do.
"Nurse, thank you so much for all your help. I'm going to stay with my son for a bit. I'll let you know if we need anything else."
"Yes sir. I'll be out in the lobby. Just ring the button next to the bed."
"Thanks again." The nurse left the room and Nathan took a seat next to Lucas' bed.
"Kiddo, I'm so sorry about what's happened to you. It's my fault that bastard did that. And it's my fault that Kristin..." Nathan tried to finish the sentence but was at a loss for words. He held back a sob. Lucas looked at his dad sympathetically and grabbed his hand.
"Dad, you know you're not to blame for what happened. It's that man who doesn't realize that no other man ould ever captain the SeaQuest the way you did. And it's HIS fault he is so obsessed with mom and is such a loser to have to kidnap people to get his way. Don't let this creep get the best of us, dad. We have to be strong for mom. We've got to get her back and show Sinclair that no one messes with the Bridger family."
Nathan was so proud of his son, standing up for his family and being strong for them when they needed it the most. He squeezed the boy's hand.
"You're right Lucas. We need to find a way to stop this man. But how? We don't even know where he is. You need to get your rest. But I'll contact Noyce and round up our crew. We're going to need all the help we can get to fight Sinclair and his goons. We need to save Kristin! I just hope that asshole keeps his hands off of her! I can't...Lucas, I can't stand the thought of her being held captive by this lunatic. We've already seen he's capable of. Who knows what he'll do to her?"
Nathan looked back at Lucas and saw that he had fallen asleep due to the medications. He let out a big sigh and rested his forehead on Lucas' hand. His family meant everything to him. He couldn't let one man ruin his one source of happiness. He quickly got up and walked out to make some phone calls.
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Kristin had never been as frightened before in her life. She got up from the floor and rubbed her cheek. The impact had created the beginnings of a bruise. She wasn't sure what she had just done, but she knew that at least Nathan and Lucas would be safe; and if that meant that she had to spend the rest of her life in this place with a madman, then so be it. Sinclair was taking her back to her room, unaccompanied by any more guards. The whole time, she was staring at the floor, her tears quietly streaming down her face. Sinclair was holding her arm to make sure she wouldn't get away. As they were nearing her room, Sinclair broke the silence.
"You know,that was a very foolish thing you did back there, my dear. "
Kristin remained staring down at the floor. "I'm never going to see him again. I had to say goodbye to the only man I love. The only man I'll ever love, you heartless bastard!"
The look on Sinclair's face made her instantly regret having said those words. Sinclair forcefully pulled her closer to him until her face was in front of his. His voice was almost a whisper.
"Believe me, Kristin. You'll learn to love me whether you like it or not. I'll make sure of it. Because if you don't, I will not hesitate to hunt them down again and destroy your precious family! So if I were you, I'd be a little more careful about what I say to the man who has complete control over my future. "With that, he pushed her into her room and locked her in from the outside. He was clearly upset over her resistance, but he knew he could change her mind.
Back at the field:
Nathan and Lucas had been walking for what seemed like hours. Lucas was leaning on Nathan for support and was incredibly tired and was starting to lose hope.
"Dad, please stop. I can't go on."
"Lucas, we can't give up. I know you're tired and hurt, but we can't just lie around while Kristin is being held by madman."
"Dad, I know. I'm not saying we should give up. I'm really scared for mom, too. And I honestly want to keep walking, But I really can't go on much further right now."
Nathan looked at his son and let out a small smile.
"You're right. We have been walking a long time. Why don't you lie down for a few minutes. I'll keep walking and see if I find something nearby. I have a feeling we might be close to a road or something."
"Okay. But promise you'll come back for me."
"Actually, I plan on leaving you here all alone forever."
Lucas smiled a little and then slowly let himself down on the ground. Nathan helped him down and took off his jacket. He placed it in a bunch and let Lucas lay his head on it to get a little more comfortable.
"I'll be back, kiddo."
With that, he took off. After a while, he started to hear some noises. His curiosity and adrenaline peaked, and he started walking faster and faster, and then running towards the sounds. He was certain there was a road nearby. Eventually he reached a clearing which was actually a dirt road leading perpendicular to him. Nathan couldn't have been more grateful, but from what he saw, not many people went through the road. He stood there for a few minutes catching his breath, hoping for any sign of a car coming through. He got his wish. A blue pickup truck was slowly making its way from the left. Nathan quickly got in the middle of the road and started waving his hands. The truck eventually stopped right in front of him. The driver got out to see what was going on. He looked like the average farmer, complete with the ratty pair of overalls.
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Please! I am Captain Nathan Hale Bridger of the SeaQuest. My son and I were kidnapped and dropped off in the middle of this field. We need to get to a phone so we can call for help. Can you give us a ride?"
The farmer's concern was clearly marked on his face. "Dear Lord! THE Nathan Bridger? Of course! Are you all right?"
"I'm okay, but my son is in pretty bad shape. He was beaten by some men and is heavily bruised."
"Where is he?"
"I left him to rest for a while just back here." Nathan pointed to where Lucas was.
"Well, let's go get him, then. I can take you to the nearest hospital."
"You have no idea how grateful I would be." Nathan led the farmer back to where Lucas was, and together they carried him back to the truck.
"By the way, my name is Chuck. Chuck Pearson."
"I'll remember that name for the rest of my life, Mr. Pearson." Nathan smiled and extended his hand.
Chuck had arrived just in time, cause the sun had almost set and it got pitch dark after about an hour of driving. Nathan had fallen asleep next to Lucas by the time they got to the hospital. Nathan woke up and quickly called the emergency paramedics nearby. He gave them Lucas' information and they took him to get treated. Knowing that Lucas was in good hands, Nathan turned back to Chuck.
"Mr. Pearson, you have literally saved our lives."
"Well, Captain. To tell ya the truth, it was an honor. I'd heard about you on the news. It seems the whole world has been looking fer ya."
Nathan knew there would be a search party, but he was surprised that it had gotten on the news.
"Really? What have they said?"
"Not much. Just mentioned that you and yer family were taken from yer home and nobody has any idea where you were. They's gots the police trying to find out. Maybe you should call and tell 'em what happened."
"Not just yet. I don't want the guy who's behind this to know I'm alive until I know what to do."
Chuck paused for a second as he thought of something. "I see. Well, fergiveme for intrudin', but what did happen to y'all?
Nathan wasn't really up to saying much, but he gave Chuck the condensed version of what happened, without telling him Sinclair's name or about why he was going after Nathan. He also left out the part about Sinclair wanting Kristin. Chuck was clearly shocked by the story.
"How could a man do such a thing to a boy. It's insane!" He paused for a few moments and then looked at Nathan."Say...where's your wife? They said on the news that she was taken too."
Nathan looked down trying to hold back tears as he heard the question.
"She..." He paused, not knowing if he could go on. He held back a sob. "She... she's still at the castle. The guys who did this wouldn't let her get away."
"Captain, I'm so sorry. You really should tell the FBI. Maybe they can help you track down the bastard that did this. They wouldn't go public." Chuck was truly concerned, even though he had only known Nathan for a few hours.
"First things first, Mr. Pearson. Right now, I'm very worried about my son. I'm going to go up to his room and keep watch on him, make sure he's okay. Then I'll deal with whoever I need to deal with. I'm going to have to ask that you keep quiet and pretend you never saw me and you know nothing about me. Please."
"Yes, sir. I understand. You should go to your son. I have a family of my own to go take care of. But if you need anything, let me give you my address."
Chuck wrote down his address on a piece of paper on the emergency counter and handed it to Nathan.
"I really hope your boy is okay. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Thank you, Mr. Pearson. I appreciate this wholeheartedly."
"Like I said, it was an honor." He smiled and bowed slightly toward Nathan. Nathan bowed back and started walking away. "Oh, Captain..." Nathan looked back at him. "Good luck getting your wife back." Nathan nodded to show his gratitude, but was unable to speak. Nathan kept walking towards the elevator and went up to Lucas' room. When he got there, hew saw that the boy was awake resting on the bed, hooked up to a few monitors. A nurse was in the room with him, placing ice packs on a few of the large bruises on his sides. Nathan walked inside.
"Hey, kiddo."
Lucas looked up at Nathan and smiled. "Dad, I'm so glad we made it, but how did we get here?"
Nathan realized the boy had been asleep the whole time and had absolutely no idea what was going on.
"Well, we were lucky. I found a road near where we were and a farmer came by and gave us a ride here."
"Oh."
The nurse took the opportunity to speak up.
"I assume you're Mr. Bridger."
"Yes. I'm the boy's father. Is he going to be okay?"
"Well, he's broken a few ribs and he has some minor bruises all over his sides and stomach. We've given him some drugs to numb the pain, but he should be okay in a few days. The wounds need to heal and he needs to keep completely still. We'd like for him to stay at the hospital for the night."
Nathan looked at the boy, knowing how much he hated hospitals. "I'm sorry Lucas. I know you don't want to stay but you need your rest."
"No, it's okay, dad. I don't mind. I know well enough that I'm in no condition to leave here right now."
Nathan smiled at how well the boy was dealing with the situation. Their lives had completely turned around in the last 24 hours. He looked at the nurse, wanting some private time to talk to his son and think about what he was going to do.
"Nurse, thank you so much for all your help. I'm going to stay with my son for a bit. I'll let you know if we need anything else."
"Yes sir. I'll be out in the lobby. Just ring the button next to the bed."
"Thanks again." The nurse left the room and Nathan took a seat next to Lucas' bed.
"Kiddo, I'm so sorry about what's happened to you. It's my fault that bastard did that. And it's my fault that Kristin..." Nathan tried to finish the sentence but was at a loss for words. He held back a sob. Lucas looked at his dad sympathetically and grabbed his hand.
"Dad, you know you're not to blame for what happened. It's that man who doesn't realize that no other man ould ever captain the SeaQuest the way you did. And it's HIS fault he is so obsessed with mom and is such a loser to have to kidnap people to get his way. Don't let this creep get the best of us, dad. We have to be strong for mom. We've got to get her back and show Sinclair that no one messes with the Bridger family."
Nathan was so proud of his son, standing up for his family and being strong for them when they needed it the most. He squeezed the boy's hand.
"You're right Lucas. We need to find a way to stop this man. But how? We don't even know where he is. You need to get your rest. But I'll contact Noyce and round up our crew. We're going to need all the help we can get to fight Sinclair and his goons. We need to save Kristin! I just hope that asshole keeps his hands off of her! I can't...Lucas, I can't stand the thought of her being held captive by this lunatic. We've already seen he's capable of. Who knows what he'll do to her?"
Nathan looked back at Lucas and saw that he had fallen asleep due to the medications. He let out a big sigh and rested his forehead on Lucas' hand. His family meant everything to him. He couldn't let one man ruin his one source of happiness. He quickly got up and walked out to make some phone calls.
To be continued...soon. Please read and review! Send feedback to jewelbox627hotmail.com