Sorry I haven't updated. Mad-Crazy projects...gosh I hate school...anyways heres the chapter. Hope you like.

Are you ready?" Bo asked John. John turned to him, his hands on his hips like always. He gave Bo a nodded. Bo pulled the blow horn to his face.

"Joseph Fitzgerald, come out with your hands in the air. I repeat come out with your hands in the air." Pulling the blow horn down, he signaled his men to hold there guns steady. Suddenly they heard the door creek slowly. Joseph came out at a snail's pace, he had Amber pressed up against him, pointing his gun to her head. Amber was struggling to get free. But he was to strong for her. She hadn't eaten in 3 days. She was too weak for him. Stumbling down the stairs with him, she looked around and saw John.

He couldn't believe this was happening to his daughter. He looked at her. She didn't look scared. She looked like she was trying to be brave. She also looked thin and frail. He was going to pay. But for right now John kept his thoughts to him self and focused on getting Amber back.

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Natalie sat at John's desk, and played solitaire on the computer. She gave up after her 3rd move and rested her head on his desk.

"This is stupid." She said out loud, to no one in particular. When some came into John's office she didn't even bother picking up her head to see who it was.

"Natalie?" A man's voice asked. Recognizing the voice she looked up.

"Hey Michael. What are you doing here?" She stood up.

"I was just coming to see how John was. He looked like he hadn't slept in days when I came to see him yesterday. Where is he? Has he heard anything on Amber?"

"Well they found out who has her…Caitlyn's Father." She crossed her arms.

"You're kidding me." Michael said shocked. How could Joe do something like that?

"Wish I was." She said flatly. "John's found the location, but I haven't heard anything else. He wouldn't let me leave the station." She said pouting. And then she thought of it.

"Unless," Michael saw she got that look in her eye. That look of she was going to do was stupid. "He said for me to stay here. He said notta thing about me going with someone over there."

"Oh no…You must think I'm stupid of something. John would kill me if I brought you to where he was. It's like saying 'Here John kill me and put me on a sliver platter.' He would kill me and then bring me back to life to clean up the mess."

"He will not kill you…I'll be there to protect you. Besides, if he gets angry I'll tell him to be mad at me, not you." She faced him "please?" She clasped her hands together and poked out her bottom lip. Michael sighed.

"Alright…alright…but you stick next to me alright? And were not going to get close you hear me?" Michael said sternly. Natalie nodded her head forcefully and grabbed the sheet of paper where John had written down the address. She ripped it off the notebook.

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"So…how long have you and Amber been dating?" Rex asked. He and Joel were sitting on one of the benches in the park. If he was dating Amber, Rex wanted to know everything about him.

"Around a year and a half. Just out of curiosity, why are you asking me these questions?" Joel pulled out a cigarette and lit it, blowing smoke in Rex's face purposely. Rex coughed a little and tried to get the smoke out of his face.

"Because I care for Amber like a sister, I don't want anything to happen to her…you guys haven't…I mean….Well what I'm trying to ask is," Rex couldn't bring himself to ask the question.

"You mean have Amber and I had sex? No. She wants to wait until marriage, and I respect that." All of a sudden Rex's pocket buzzed. He looked and saw it was Natalie.

"Excuse me, hello...what….where….ok I'll be right there Natty." Rex hung up his phone. He motioned for Joel to follow him as he stood up.

"Where we going?" Joel put out his cigarette.

"They found Amber."

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"Joe, let go of the girl." Bo said over the blow horn. Joe get swaying back and forth, still holding on tightly on to Amber.

"Why? That man right there has ruined my life! He got my two girls killed! And now its time for his to pay. Now he's going to know what its like to lose a daughter." He pressed the gun harder against Amber's temple.

Amber kept calm. She wanted to get out of this creeps arms and be in her dads. She wanted to cry but kept strong for John.

"Say goodbye to daddy dearest sweetheart." He cocked his gun again, and counted to three.

"…1…"

"Joe, you don't want to do this," John said calmly, knowing what was going to happen.

"…2…" Amber fidgeted, she didn't want to die, and she had too much to live for. Too many things that she would miss out on. Why was John being so calm? Joe almost got to the count of 3…

BANG

Amber and Joe went flying towards the ground. Last thing Joe saw was Chris standing above him with a gun in his hands. Amber quickly got up and hobbled over to John.

John got there faster, seeing that she was hurt. When they got close to each other he took her into his arms. After a couple of minutes, he started to hear her sniffles. He tried to lift her head up, but she wouldn't budge from where her head was laying against his chest. She heard her mumbling something.

"I'm sorry…" Was all he could get out of what she was saying. He finally let go of her and bent down to her level.

"Please don't hurt me like mom did." Her eyes were stained with tears. He pushed the hair out of her eyes. 'Hurt her like mom?' he thought. He heard sirens of the ambulance coming. He looked back down at her.

"I would never do anything to hurt you." But it seemed like she wasn't hearing him. She hugged him around the neck.

"Dad, I'm sorry….I'm sorry." John just held her, taking in the word she had just said. Dad. She had never called him that name. It was always John to her. He stroked her hair, trying to calm her down.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" He cupped her face in his hands. She grabbed his hands, holding them.

"M-my leg. I think I might have popped it out of place or something." She let go of one of his hands and whipped her tears, feeling like a baby for crying. John lifted her carefully in his arms. He noticed that on the top of her head was covered in dried blood.

"Dad I'm fine, I can walk," She said trying to get down. He held on tighter. He hated that she had his stubbornness.

"Just let me carry you. By the way you look kid; you're in no condition to walk." She didn't protest this time, knowing he was right. She leaned her head against his chest.