Chapter Six

Dawn stared at her youngest child. It had been three months since Dr. Paisley had told them about Kate, and since then neither Lori or Kate had surfaced. Not even under hypnosis. The thirty-year-old wondered if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

She shook her head as her daughter turned around and looked her mother in the eye. "Mom, I don't see why I have to buy these clothes. They're so ugly!"

"Hilary," she told her fifteen-year-old daughter, "you need those clothes because you're four months pregnant. And you're already growing out of some of your clothes."

Hilary scowled. "You make it sound like I'm fat," she said as she tugged down on the blue maternity shirt that she was trying on.

"I don't know why you're complaining Hil," Tyson told her. "You look good in just about everything."

Her cheeks flushed. "Do you really think so?"

Dawn hid her smirk as she watched the two teenagers. Tyson and Hilary were getting back to their normal behavior…with a little bit of flirty mixed in. She wondered how long it would be until the two started going out.

She looked at her daughter's slight protruding belly. It probably wouldn't be until after the baby was born.

Tyson's cheeks reddened as well. "Well…yeah. Why do you think you're one of the major trend setters in school even though you're not in the popular crowd."

Before the fifteen-year-old could say anything, her older sister interrupted the conversation. "Oh my goodness, Tyson. Why don't you just go on and ask her out on a date? You know you want to."

"Yeah," Kai said in his usual cool manner. "If you're going to ask my sister out, just do it. Stop trying to beat around the bush."

Both teens blushed a deep crimson and looked in opposite directions.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Tyson grumbled.

Tika placed her hands on her hips from her place standing beside Hilary. "See what you two did? You totally just ruined the moment!"

Kai shrugged. "What can I say? I don't want him hitting on my little sister while she's in this condition."

Dawn pressed two fingers to her temple as she felt a migraine coming on. All Hell was about to break loose.

"What do you mean by that?" Hilary demanded as she walked up to her older brother and poked him accusingly in the chest. "What "condition" am I in?"

"It's nothing," he told her coolly, fixing her with a glare of his own.

The brunette's face only hardened. "No. I don't believe you. It's obviously something if you had to bring it up. C'mon, Kai. Tell me what type of condition I'm in," she pulled back from him. "What? Are you talking about me being pregnant?"

"No," he told her calmly.

"Oh, then you must be talking about my other condition. The reason I have to go see the shrink. What, do you think I'm crazy or something? Are you afraid I'll hurt him or something?"

The two-tone haired seventeen-year-old stood up and leaned forward so that his forehead was touching that of his youngest sister's. "No. I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."

She pulled back from him once again and rolled her eyes. "Now why in the world would I do that?"

"Maybe you wouldn't. But what about your other little personalities. You only know of two, and there are obviously much more than that. So, whose to say that one of them won't hurt you---maybe even kill you---to make sure that you don't remember anything about that man that kidnapped you?"

She jutted out her chin stubbornly. "I am."

"Well what makes you so sure," he asked in a menacing voice.

"Because," she said coolly, "if they kill me, they kill themselves."

With that, the fifteen-year-old turned on her heel and flounced back into the dressing room before another word could be spoken.

Dawn looked from her son to her daughter's retreating form and sighed.

Kai was right. Who was to say that they wouldn't kill her to make sure that the person who kidnapped Hilary was never revealed, even if it meant that they had to die in the process.

What if they thought that the secret was worth protecting so much that they would rather die than tell it?

Dear, God, she thought. Please let this nightmare end before anything drastic happens.

Hector snapped a picture of Hilary feuding with her brother as the scene took place in the clothes store.

He knew where she lived, and he decided that it was time he scare her a bit more to make sure that she wouldn't tell who he was. So, he had decided that that very day, when the mail came, he would slip the picture in with it with a message that was sure to pique her interest.

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