1As I opened the door, what stood before me was to be expected. Two men, one was black and a little fat. Well, maybe just fat. The other was a bald man who has seen a few donuts as well. I tried to look calm and act natural. The light from the sconce that was run from the generator was casting an eerie glow upon the hallway and created a grim look on their faces.

"Were you the one that says there is an intruder in your suite?" said the bald man, his badge said Doug Cantrel.

"No, no. I didn't do that. I asked the maid to call the ambulance though, I woke up to find my son was lying unconscious on the couch." I said, trying not to think about Zack. He looked at me oddly, and the black one spoke up, Mike Soiler.

"Would you mind if we look around just in case?" he had the look of wanting to leave but was doing his duty.

"Sure go ahead, but the bathroom door is locked. My mother came the other day and locked the door accidently as she was closing it. I was going to talk to the manager today about that."

I opened the door and let him in, Officer Cantrel stayed outside the suite and closed the door I was holding open for him. "Is there anything wrong, miss?" Zack! That man is in my suite holding my son hostage, I have to be in there to make it obvious they weren't looking for him. Zack!

He asked it so sincerely, I almost blushed, "No, nothing at all. My son though, could you call the ambulance for me since they haven't arrived yet?" Zack?

"Is anyone in there that shouldn't be, forcing you into this situation. Give me a sign, blinking rapidly would tell me."

As much as I wanted to tell him the truth, "No," and I nodded. I opened the door and walked in. "Is he going to be okay, do you think?" My voice was starting to break up from worriness over my Zack.

"He will." The other officer, still outside was radioing the ambulance. And officer Soiler walked out and bid me good night. Officer Cantrel looked at me once more, and I nodded no.

The door opened slowly, and zack looked out from the crack until it was open enough to walk through. Carey was looking at him, verifying he was still in one piece. Nothing looked different, he was scared. He was worried. He was crying.

Zack walked out into the arms of his mother. The man inside walked out as well. Carey looked up, a tear ran down her cheek. The knife in the man's hands was dropped, hitting the floor point first, leaving it standing up. The man smiled and slowly walked out.

Zack was sobbing in his mother's arms and someone else walked into the suite. "We"re here on the account of an unconscious boy." It was a woman.

"Yes, my son, Cody is on the couch." her voice was cracking and tears poured from her sockets. The woman walked over but Carey assured her that she and her son were fine. The woman approached Cody, and saw him laying there, awake and terrified.

"Your son is awake," and Carey rushed over to her other child. Zack followed and sat next to his mother on the sofa. They were all hugging and crying. The woman there was quite bewildered. She stood and looked to Carey, saying she'd like to speak with her. Carey nodded and hugged her boys tight. She stood up and looked down to them, letting them know it was okay now.

Carey walked outside the suite following the woman and closed the door after herself.

"Did something happen here tonight?" the woman asked, quite sincerely.

"No, yesterday was quite a trauma for us. Their father was hit by a bus, and..." Carey remembered seeing that on the news and it happened to be a good excuse.

"Oh, well, I'm very sorry. If you think you'll be alright for the rest of the night," Carey nodded assuringly, "then I'll go ahead and leave."

"Oh, but thank you for coming. I'm glad Cody is alright." The woman nodded and walked toward the elevator.

A/N: This didn't turn out the way even I had planned. Yes; the man is gone, and yes; you'll figure out who he is next chapter. Hopefully, I will write a couple of chapters tomorrow and post them until I can find more free time to write. Please review, I thank everyone who has!