Sorry I haven't updated...I've been on Spring Break! Anyways heres the chapter! Hope you like...

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John paced the floor of his office waiting for results. He had sent the letter and picture down to the lab to be tested for finger prints. Realizing that pacing wasn't going to help the matter he sat back down in his desk. He looked over at a picture of him and Amber. It was taken by Michael when John had his first experience with his daughter driving…

Flashback

"How far does Uncle Mike live anyways?" Amber questioned. It was and early Saturday morning. Amber and John were going to go and help Michael and Marcie move into their new home.

"10- 15 minutes away…Why do you ask?" He said unlocking his car.

"Well ya know…I do have my permit…Do you think I could give it a spin?" She batted her eyes at him.

"I don't know…" He said flatly. He watched her smile at him.

"Don't make me do it John." She cocked her head and folded her arms.

"Do what?" No sooner then he said that she poked out her bottom lip and made it quiver.

"Aw come-on…this isn't fair…this is a real cheap shot kid." He looked at her. Sighing, he fished in his pocket and gave her the keys. She squealed with delight as she hoped into the driver's seat. As she turn the car on, the whipped out of the parking lot and onto the highway.

"Don't you think your going a little fast?" John questioned as he watched her flip radio stations. When she found one that she liked she quickly glanced at him. "No…Not at all." She was flying past cars left and right, changing lanes every minute it felt like.

"You're doing 70 in a 55…Your goanna miss the exit!" He pointed out.

"Oh...Whoops." Her voice was calm. Humming along to a song on the radio, she turned on the exist. After winding around a couple of roads, John and Amber we're there. She was going 45 in a 25.

"There's the house." John said as he started unbuckling his seat belt. Slamming on the breaks Amber made a quick turn into there house. John held on for dear life. His breathing became fast. Amber stared at him blankly.

"What?" She asked getting unbuckling. John looked over at her. His face had a serious look.

"You are NEVER driving my car again until you learn how to drive better than that." Amber was about to argue back until she heard someone come behind her and take a picture.

"Oh man John. The look on your face. It was priceless." Michael said with the camera in his hands.

End of flashback

John picked up the picture, and touched Ambers face through the glass. As if she was right there with him. He heard someone knock at the door. Looking at the picture one more time, he sat it back down on his desk and answered the door, hoping to god it was the results. Instead, he got something different.

"I'm tired of waiting…I'm not leaving until she comes back and is safe." Joel demanded, glaring John in the eyes.

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"You're lying." Amber said weakly. The man pulled out a photo and handed it to her. She looked at. It was John on a hotel room floor, with a bullet in his chest. One hand on the bed, the other on his chest. Amber looked at it again. She had seen this picture before.

"You must really think I'm stupid. He's not dead." She said giving back the photo, giving him a huge grin. He did the same.

"And how do you know that Princess?" Pulling herself, she leaned on her good leg and hobbled over to him. Chris was holding back his laugh.

"Well for one, John's hair is cut differently in this picture than it is right now. Plus that's not the hotel room we are staying in." She started laughing. "And last but not least. You cut out Caitlyn." The mans face turned grim, as if someone punched him in the chest. "What you didn't think I knew about that? Next time you're going to do that to black mail someone, you might want to clean it up a bit." The man face was furious. With a snap of the fingers to men came down grabbed Chris by the arms. The other man grabbed Amber and pushed her down to the ground, pinning both arms with one of his arms, and her legs with his. He pulled out his knife, and cut her shirt off. Amber screamed as loud as she could and tried to get the man off of her. He cut off her bra off, and massaged her breasts hard.

"Chris!" She yelped. Tears flowed down her face as it was getting harder and harder to try and pull the man off of her. Chris kicked and wiggled the best he could. The men pulled him up the stairs and the last thing he heard was her calling his name and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Get off of me you sleaze bag." She pushed and pushed. Trying to get him off. He grinned at her pain.

"This is for everything your father as cause me. For letting my daughters' die. This is his entire fault. And you are the one that's going to pay. Just like my little Caitlyn and Kathryn had to for him. Now he's going to no what its like to have something done to his daughter." He started to unzip her pants and pull them down.

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"Well I just got some evidence sent down to the lab for testing. When I find something that's even if I do I'll let you know." John said trying to shuffle Joel out the door. That was the last thing he need right now. His daughter's boyfriend bugging him.

"Oh no you don't. You're not going to push me out again. I want to know what's going on." Joel said coming back in. Jjohn smirked. 'This guy's never going to quit is he?' he thought to himself.

"Alright." He said pulling a file out and handing it to Joel. "But first let's talk about your record…" Joel's faces turned a guilty shade of red. There was a knock at the door.

"Lt. McBain your results are in." John dropped the subject and picked up the envelope. He looked inside.

"So…who is it? Who has Amber?" Joel said trying to read over John's shoulder. John's face grew pale.

"Joe…Joseph Fitzgerald."