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Chapter 15

Natalie was sitting on the couch trying her best to remember their laughs, there jokes. Her eyes were closed but she opened them quickly as she heard Travis hostile voice.

"Sheryl!" Travis yelled as he entered the room. Natalie looked up, she got a feeling of fear, and then a feeling of joy come over her. She was looking right at her Boy. Right at Connor, but then the fear set in. Travis had his hands on him. How the hell did he get him? She asked herself as she ran over to them.

"Let go of him! Now Travis... Now! You're scaring him..." She yelled as she approached him rather quickly. Travis seemed to be shaken a bit by her sudden movements.

"Mom" Was the only words Connor could get out of his mouth. Travis still had a hold on the boy.

"Let him go now!" Natalie said and Travis did. Connor ran right over to Natalie. Right into her arms and he cried a bit. She held him close; she took her hands, held his cheeks, and looked into his eyes.

"Everything will be fine Connor... everything. I promise" She told him gently and started holding him again. Travis was now pacing the floor.

"Sheryl... you said they weren't your children... You lied to me again. Why do you think its okay to constantly lie to me?' Travis said stern and enraged. Natalie had to calm him, she just had to. He now had both of them. She had to think quickly. She leaned into Connors ear before she let him go.

"Everything will be fine" She told him and then walked over to Travis who had now pulled a scalpel out of his pocket.

"Travis' put it away" she told him calmly as she looked at him " Put it away now... you are scaring your son" She told him and held her breath till he said something. Connor spoke before Travis did.

"Mom?" Connor said and Natalie turned to him. She gave him a look to please be quiet and he got the message cause he backed up and didn't say another word

"Travis... I asked you to put the knife away... you are scaring your son" She said an again. Travis looked at her this time sort of shy like.

"My son?" he asked quietly as he put the scalpel back in his pocket.

"Yes... your son... he's nine... you were sick... they wouldn't let me tell you" She told him and Travis just looked at Connor in amazement. He walked over to him. He even smiled at him.

"Oh Sheryl he's handsome... really... really handsome, and he's mine, my boy" He said as he gave Connor a hug. The Hug to Connor made Natalie extremely nervous, she moved forward to stand right next to them when she saw him release Connor.

"I'm so happy... so, so happy" Travis told Natalie and he walked over to her, He kissed her quickly and then walked over by Connor again.

JOhn entered Connor's room. He was looking for something, anything to give him a clue as to where his son may have been. May have gone. He had called the station and had people out looking for him. Eve had even told John she wasn't sure when he had gone missing or had run away cause she was busy with the girls. It could've been hours ago.

John saw his room. The mess he obviously made of his room. He continued to walk around it.

"Connor... where the hell did you go? " he asked himself out loud as he saw Bruce walk into the kids room.

"Chief? " Bruce said but John ignored him for a few minutes. John was caught up in thought, thoughts of Him, and his now missing son.

Flash back

"I'm gonna throw this one up in the air Connor, just like a pop up... ready... here goes... get under it son... you got" John told Connor as he was practicing ball with this son.

"Great Job buddy... great job... you got under it and let it come to you" John told him and Connor smiled at his fathers praise.

"Can we practice hitting now daddy?" Connor asked and John smiled.

"Yep... anything you want Buddy... anything you want" JOhn told him as he remembered his son picking up his bat, holding it tight.

"Nice hit!" John told him after Connor hit the ball across the yard.

End

John came out of his thoughts and started looking thru the room again, he noticed Connors baseball book on the floor. He noticed the pages were everywhere and cards were scattered. He sat down on the floor and started to pick up all the cards, he started to put the book back together. He pushed a few cards into their sleeves when he came upon one card. A slightly ripped card and he didn't remember ever buying it for Connor. He became a bit curious; he turned it over and saw it.

"756A Turner Street" John said out loud as he read on "Llanview" John said and he stood. He looked to the door of Connors room as something hit him. Bruce was still standing at the door.

"Bruce... Travis Johnson was a print shop keeper's son? And he ran the business when the old man died?" John asked the questions but never waited for answers he knew them already. He even Knew that the address on the back of the baseball card was where he would find his wife... his son... his life... his forever and ever.