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Chapter 14

Natalie woke hours ago. She was making Travis breakfast. French toast and bacon. The same breakfast she had made him for a little over a week. She poured his juice and couldn't help but think about them. About her family. John and the kids. She missed them so. It had been Hell for her being away from them, not being able to talk to them, to see them. She just wanted to go home. This pretending to be Sheryl Johnson... Travis' dead wife... it was a charade she just didn't want to play anymore. She heard him come from the Bathroom all showered and ready for his workday.

Travis wore the same clothes every single day. He had the same routine. He'd leave around 8 everyday after she made him his breakfast. She'd make him a lunch consisting of the same foods each and every day. He'd be gone all day and into the night only to arrive home sometime around 8. Tell her that he ate at work; tell her the same silly story day in and day out. Everything... everything was the same... everyday for the past week. Natalie shook her head... he was definitely sick. He definitely needed professional help. She often wondered where exactly it was he went when he left early in the day not to come back till late.

John woke late. It was sometime around 10 when he finally started to stir. He looked at the clock and saw the time. He started to get up out of bed when he just felt like he couldn't move. He felt paralyzed, helpless. Some great detective he was. He couldn't even find his own wife. He told himself as he just rolled over on his side and went back to sleep.

Connor was walking by his parent's door. He walked into their room to try and feel close to her when he saw his dad still asleep in the bed. He noticed the time on their clock.

"What are you doing!" Connor screamed to JOhn upset. " My mom is still missing and you're just sleeping" Connor said slightly loud and John had woke the minute the boy opened up his mouth the first time.

"Connor" John said as he stood up quickly. He walked over to the boy.

"Don't come near me... don't ever come near me... I want my mom... do you here me... not you... you give up to fast... she would never give up... I want her," Connor said and John tried to grab him and at least pull him into a hug. This boy, his son, he was in so much pain and JOhn didn't know how to ease it. He didn't know how to ease his own pain... but no... He knew the only way to ease everyone's pain was to find her and find her alive.

"Connor Son" JOhn started to say something when Connor lashed out again

"You're not even looking for her. Your not... you don't even care" Connor told him and John had to shake it off. His son was nine and he had seen his mother be taken away by a mad man.

Connor went to say one more thing Loudly and John had just about had enough.

"I wish you were the one missing" Connor said and John screamed back

"So do I!" He screamed to Connor as Eve entered the room wondering what was going on. Connor quickly ran passed her and went into his room locking the door behind him.

"John, what the heck is going on?" Eve asked as she looked at her mess of a Son.

"Nothing... I've gotta get to the station... make sure he's alright" John told her and he didn't bother changing his clothes. He left the house.

"Connor sweetheart... Open the door for grandma... Please Connor let me help you" Eve pleaded to the boy thru his locked door.

"No! Go away... I only want my mom" Connor told her and after a few minutes Eve heard Madi calling her so she left his door.

Meanwhile inside the room Connor was throwing things around having a huge temper tantrum.

"I hate him... I hate him so much its all his fault... it's his" he said as he thrashed his room. In the process of throwing his stuff around in his room he came to his Baseball book with his cards in it.

"Darn thing... I hate Baseball!1 I hate it!" he yelled as he flung the book across the room. Pages came falling out and cards came flying across the room. Connor bent down to where a card had landed and was a bout to rip it into a million pieces.

Still grumping something Connor took it in his hand and started to rip at the middle when he got even madder for a minute when he noticed. Noticed it was one of the cards that to him started this thing. The one card he lied to them about giving back to the stranger, to Travis Johnson. He was about to fling it across the room when his eyes went wide.

"756A Turner Street" Connor said out loud as he noticed the address where the card was printed. "Llanview" Connor said out loud. Connor dropped the card back down on the floor.

John was in his office still trying so desperately to find something... anything, when his phone rang.

"McBain"

"John its mom... Connor's not in his room... I can't find him" Eve told JOhn and John was out the door in a minute of seconds after the call.

John ran into the house. He called Bruce on his way out of the station and asked him to come over to the house also.

"Mom" John said and she walked over to him.

"I'm sorry Johnny... so sorry... I don't where he is... he was in his room after you left but now he's not"

"Did you call everyone... did ya call Vicky, Jess, Rex, As-"

"I called them all Johnny, no ones seen him, no one" Eve told him and John paced back and forth, this couldn't be happening, not now. First Natalie's missing, kidnapped and now his son most likely ran away. The boy was so mad at him. Mad cause he didn't think he was doing enough to find his mother. John ran up to Connors room.

Connor ran up to the building " 756A" he said to himself as he started Knocking on the door, banging on the door of the building.

"Where is she? Where is she? I know she's here... I know it" Connor said as a man came behind him, grabbed him by his shirt and dragged him inside the building.