Taken
I was in the police station. I didn't want to be here but these assholes wouldn't listen. I wanted Mama, and my family. They kept saying they weren't my real family and that Mama wasn't my real mama. No shit. I told them I had been adopted.
"I want my mama and my family. I want to call them and let them know where I am. Mama's gonna be upset if I'm not home by a certain time." I tried reasoning with these guys. Maybe they made a mistake. Maybe if I could call home someone would come and get me. They didn't listen. Those fuckheads.
"We'll get her checked out at the hospital. Then find out about this family she says she stays with. " I heard one of them say. They drove me to the hospital and two officers brought me in. I guess they needed two of them in case I decided to make a run for it. I was lead into the doctor's office by a nurse to wait for the doctor that would be checking me out.
I didn't wait long when I saw who it was. It was the guy that Mama liked. He was surprised to see me as well. Even more surprised that the police had brought me in. He assured them that I was indeed part of the Hewitt clan and that I was not abused in any way whatsoever. In fact, I was spoiled somewhat. The police left me there with a few mumbled apologies and the doc said he would try and call my family to come and get me. By now I was 2 hours late coming in. Mama was probably having a fit wondering where I was.
Searching
For the 15th time Frankie tearfully searched for Wolf. She looked where the girl sometimes sat and relaxed. She must have looked around the area 10 more times before they had gotten a call saying the girl was found.
"it's the morgue calling….my baby is in the morgue. Someone killed her or its some fucking kidnapper/pervert. But Frankie couldn't think of anyone living that wanted revenge. All those that wished ill upon the family was either dead or in hiding.
Frankie took a deep calming breath and went inside. Hoytt had said the police had her and how she was in the hospital being checked out and was currently with the police. Frankie calmed herself. If those fuckers hurt her baby…. She insisted upon going with Hoytt to retrieve her daughter. Hoytt had initially refused but Frankie wasn't having it. She went to the station with Hoytt and was now in a heated discussion with the receptionist.
"Who the fuck do you think I am? I want my kid, and I want her now!" Frankie fumed. The receptionist cooly replied, "You are her mother correct, what kind of mother lets her child shower outside?"
Frankie narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Its hot out for one. Two, we don't have a swimming pool not that its any of your fucking business, and it's a way for her to keep cool, and 3 since when is it "illegal" to hose off outside to get some grime and muck off before actually showering?" The receptionist replied just as cooly, "since never but—" Frankie smiled a chilling smile. "Then fucking give me back MY daughter!"
Hoytt stepped in to block the receptionist who looked like she was going to strike Frankie which would have been a bad mistake.
"Don't rise up against me sweetie." Don't even do that. Just give me my daughter and we'll call it even ok?" Frankie suggested in a sickenly sweet voice.
Wolf was released to her mother shortly after word. When the officers came forward to calm the situation Frankie protectively stood in front of Wolf. Luckily nothing came of it and the family were free to go. Frankie smiled at the police and thanked them…even the receptionist…but the smile did not reach her eyes. She. Was. Pissed.
"I feel like Chinese tonight? Does that sound good?" Frankie asked as the family got inside the beat up truck.
Hoytt nodded. Just as they were driving home, an Asian hitchhiker was thumbing a ride. They pulled over with a friendly smile and he slid into their truck. They had invited him over for dinner and to stay the night being as it was late. He foolishly accepted.