It was one o'clock in the morning in New York and Ben just got to his apartment. He was missing Miranda more than anything. He was ready to go back home. He wasn't really getting as much information here. He couldn't get down to the bottom of where the drugs were still coming from and who was moving them.
Ben looked at his watch as it lit up red. His heart raced at the thought of Miranda going into labor and he wasn't there.
Ben called his Chief immediately and told him that Miranda was in labor and he needed to get to her. He was so nervous that she could have the baby with out him.
Finding his real phone. He searched through and called her number three times but she didn't answer.
He groaned because flights aren't available at one o'clock in the morning. He grabbed his phone to look at tickets and the earliest he could get was 7am. Meaning he would get there by 10am.
Ben texted Miranda telling her he was on his way and would be there first thing in the morning.
Ben could hardly sleep that night. He packed a small bag and his essentials before rushing to the airport.
He thought the whole ride there. He could just only hope that he didn't miss the birth. He would never forgive himself.
"My name means perfect in Italian. Which is why my mother and father chose that name. My mother was a young African American woman who fell in love with the mysterious bad boy Italian. She knew he was no good for her except she couldn't stay away from Esposito. So they got married had my sister Carlie- meaning Free woman. Except non of us were free. Then four years later they had me. The perfect one, except my life has never been perfect.
My father killed my mother when she fell in love with another man and ever since. He was hooked on perfect marriages, with trust, honesty ,and loyalty but you see. He wasn't a good man. He sold drugs, built and empire on death, drugs and money and because you were apart of the family. You had to live this lifestyle. Participate, help make drugs, sell drugs, and be creative. I never wanted this life style. I even refused to do it once and was almost choked to death by my own father. So I ran and I ran. I changed my last name. Moved to a different state and went to college but do you think that would have stopped them. No."
Ben rushed to the hospital from the air port and he immediately went to the front desk.
"Ben!" Tuck called.
"Hey buddy." Ben called out turning to see Tucker holding him.
"You must be Tucker. I'm Ben." Ben said extending his hand. Tucker shook it and they both looked at each other awkwardly.
"Do you know what room number she is in?" Ben asked.
"No, I was coming here because I went to you all's apartment to drop Tuck off and she wasn't there. So I came here and the woman said she wasn't here and I've been calling and got no response." Tucker replied now worried.
Ben felt like he was going to be sick. He looked at his watch and strolled back to see when the alert came through.
"Yeah I was supposed to be going out of town but."
"Uh it's fine. I'll get a hold of her. You can drop him off at the hospital daycare and she will pick him up. Tuck will be fine. I promise. " Ben said and Tucker nodded before turning to walk off.
"The police station." Ben said looking at the area of where the alert came from. He needed to run home and get his truck.
Ben rushed out side and caught a taxi. Getting home to get his truck before speeding to the police station. He parked in the parking garage and he saw her car parked. Ben walked up to the window and he saw nothing inside that looked out of place. It was still neat and clean.
He started towards the station and stopped when he saw a purple phone case.
Ben felt his heart race increase. He picked up her phone. It was cracked and he put in her password and he checked her phone log.
"Why would she be here late at night?"
Ben read the text messages and his eyes widen. He didn't send any of these text messages. Ben jogged inside the police station and he went straight into his captain's office.
"They took her." Ben blurted out his eyes watering with tears.
"Who?! What are you saying?"
"Miranda. She's gone. Her car is in the parking garage, her phone was on the ground. I read the text message and I don't know how it was sent from my phone but they told her to come here and now she's gone." Ben explained rushing his words as he talked fast.
"Okay, let's calm down and think. We need to check the cameras and look at what happened." His captain rationalized.
Ben nodded as he paced trying to think. He just prayed to God that she was okay.
They called the tech in to come pull the cameras up from the parking garage. Ben and the others watched and he saw Miranda drive into the parking garage parking. He watched that after 7 minutes she got out of the car, very pregnant. Her belly was huge.
Her body jumped and he can only imagine from a scary sound as she looked around. Then she walked some more and stopped again looking around after she dropped her keys.
They watched as a person in all black came and pulled her back by both arms.
"Pull in." Ben said and the man did as told.
He saw her struggling reaching inside her shirt to get to what he could only assume was her necklace. The masked person then put a cloth on her mouth and nose.
Ben stared hard although tears was in his eyes. He continued looking. He watched her pass out and the person drag her until she was by this van but the van didn't have any tags. Nobody was helping the person pull her in, so they had to be working by themselves.
"Oh my god." Ben said out loud hurt at the scene before him.
Miranda eyes open and she saw the bright lights over top of her and then it came to her about last night. She tried to sit up but her arms we're restrained.
"Sit back and relax I'm not finish with my story. You need to hear me out." She said and Miranda looked as she pushed something into her arm with a needle. Suddenly she felt a little tired and instantly groggy.
"Anyway I moved away. I finished school, got the career of my dreams. I met the man of dreams and I fell in love hard. Then my father found me. He wanted me to create drugs and he rushed me to put them out but I told him they weren't ready yet. I went to the warehouse in Seattle to pick them up and they were trying to figure out a way to get the drugs back into the hospital. So one of his men stabbed me cutting me right in my liver because I didn't want to do it. They strapped the drugs under the gurney and rolled me in. I lied and said I was going undercover because I didn't want Ben to know who my father was and what he did. That's why I went with out him.
After I got stabbed. I made up in my mind that I was going to marry Ben and we were going to move away together. Everything was perfect until you.
Miranda took in everything she said and she opened her eyes when she heard the slapping sound of something.
"Camille?" Miranda asked groggy and she watched as the woman's face came into view and she was putting on gloves.
"I know that look. Did you notice something Ben?" The Chief asked.
"Yeah play that back." Ben said and the person did.
"This is clearly a woman from the size of her." Ben said staring at the screen. He hated to think that this was her.
"Camille." Ben said firmly.
"What!?"
"That's Camille. She did it."
"But-but why? How are you sure?"
"I have been partners with the woman for years. I know how she moves and that's her." Ben said and he felt like he was going to be sick once more.
"Look up Camille Davis and tell me everything you can find."
"Why would she take her though it doesn't make since."
"She took her because I love her. I was engaged to Camille. We were going to tell you all and then I went undercover and I fell in love with someone else. I never go to chance to tell her because I left to New York."
The computer tech worked still searching. " It's weird." He said looking at the screen.
"What's weird?" Ben asked.
"Camille Davis doesn't show up until she is 18 years old for freshman year of college."
"So that's not her name." Ben said with wide eyes. "Okay do me a favor and take her picture, cross reference it in the database with any child named Camille reported missing at the age of 17 during the appropriate time and see if any matches show up." Ben stated thinking.
Ben watched as the man worked and searched. "Two came up detective. Camille Anderson and Camille Ricci and after cross referencing it with this picture. Camille Ricci is the match."
"Ricci." Ben thought out loud.
"Dam her father is Esposito. He asked for his second daughter the day of the bust." Ben said rubbing his face.
"Dr. Bailey." She replied. Miranda tried to sit up to see but couldn't because her arms were restrained, from what she could see the room looked like a make shift operating room.
"The day you came through that room door. I watched the way Ben looked at you. My Ben. My fiancé. I even tried to get my daddy to kill you by putting into the system that Richard Webber was looking for you and Ben and you killed my father" She said snarky.
"What are you doing ?" Miranda asked scared as she grabbed a scalpel.
"Not only did you take him from me. You got pregnant by him while he was engaged to me. This was suppose to be me. I am supposed to have his baby, not you. You don't deserve this." She said as she touched Miranda's stomach moving the gown up.
"I'm sorry. I really didn't know. Please don't."
"You don't get to have this baby. I'm taking it from you."
"No no no, please don't do this."
Miranda screamed at the top of her lungs when the blade cut into her. Tears were falling and she couldn't scream anymore. She was sure she scarred her vocal cords.
Miranda woke up to the sound of crying. She was in pain like never before it was unimaginable and unspeakable.
Her eyes were blurry but the crying was loud and persistent. Miranda turned head and she saw Camille holder her baby.
"My baby." Miranda whimpered.
"So you're back." She chuckled.
"Let me have my baby." Miranda cried.
"Please." She repeated looking at her crying. She was the most precious thing she had ever saw. She had a head full of hair and a nice set of lungs on her considering that she still had 3 more weeks before delivery.
Miranda wanted to see her eyes and hold her.
"You know she actually looks like her father." Camille chuckled.
"Please don't hurt her." Miranda begged.
"I would never hurt Benjamin's child. Just the mother. We are just going to get you out of the picture."
Miranda looked around. She wanted to get free from these hand restraints. She tugged against it and tried to loose it up. Her wrist were red from the force of moving them.
Miranda laid back trying to think. If she could get her right hand free. That's all she needed but she needed something to hit the woman with and she didn't know what to use.
Miranda looked at the table on her right side with the surgical equipment and she scanned it. She sighed inwardly when she saw the only thing that could work was the needle she used to sedate her and put her out but it wasn't a lot in the syringe.
Miranda had to take her chance. She needed to press this button again. She had passed out before she could press it the last time but God if he was in New Yorkthere honestly was no hope of him finding her alive. She would bleed out from the cesarean that was performed on her by a crazy imbecile.
Miranda laid back and pushed against the restraint again and again until she could wiggle her wrist free.
"So this was your plan to just kill me and this is how your going to do it?" Miranda croaked.
"You wanted to be a surgeon so bad because you wanted to see why Ben chose me over you and you still couldn't get that right. You couldn't make the drugs right and caused a mass overdose. You're not a good daughter, sister, fiancé, pretend doctor, criminal and you will never be a mother or a wife and that's hurts you." Miranda said as loud as she could, her voice still dry and sore from screaming.
"Shut up. You don't know me." Camille said.
"No I won't shut up and I do know you. You are a sad individual. Who put your happiness and trust into a man and now he's with someone else. Ben didn't do this to hurt you. It just happened but I can guaranteed if he would have found out about your family and how fucked up you are, he would never have a baby with you. Do you think he wants some insane person to carry a demon seed. No and even now he never will. So what's the plan. Detective Camille? Because honestly I don't think you thought this through. If you kill me. Ben will never forgive you and he still won't be with you."
"Shut up." She yelled.
"No I will not shut up. Even if you kill me. I will be in your conscious. I will never leave your mind. You will always remember me and what you did. The sweet Camille- the perfect and Nobel one messed up. You tried to escape your family." Miranda gave a dry laugh.
"Except you are your family. Look at the evilness is in you. They are you and you are them. You have me scrapped against a table and you took my baby out of my stomach all because you are hurt. Yeah your a Ricci and you will always be like them until you die. It's running through your veins. Changing your name didn't do a dam thing."
"I said shut up." She screeched as she sat the baby down in a clear container. Miranda knew her baby had to be freezing cold. It's winter and it felt like it was no heat in this place.
"What's the plan Camille?" Miranda yelled back. She watched as the woman came to stand over her.
Miranda raised her eyebrow for an answer. "First I'm going to call Ben and let him figure out that I have his choice of a woman and his precious baby and then when he com-
Miranda slipped her hand out in one swift motion and she quickly grabbed the syringe pushing it into Camille's neck listening to the woman screech but fall to the floor slowly.
She reached for her other arm and untied the rope and grabbed her necklace pushing the button once more.
Miranda looked at the bottom of her stomach that was cut 6 inches across and she cursed. Did the bitch even close her uterus. Miranda huffed as she tried to sit up. She looked at the table with all the tools up there.
Miranda reached for the surgical thread and needle, then reached for the gloves and slid them on. Before threading the needle.
She laid back once again and took in a deep breath as she pulled back the first cut. "Umph." Miranda cried biting her lip from the pain. She felt the line of her uterus and traced it to the end to get comfortable with what she was sewing blindly.
"Oh my god." Miranda whispered as she sewed, tears were falling out of her eyes but she kept moving until she was completely done.
She looked for wound dressing and of course there was non. All she saw was an ace band. Miranda grabbed that and she wrapped it around her stomach before scooting off the table. She found her sweats and although it killed her, she put them on along with her sweatshirt.
Miranda could not find her shoes but she figured she didn't have much time to look either.
"Aww come here baby." Miranda said finally getting to her daughter. She looked into her face and she stared for a minute at how absolutely beautiful she was.
Miranda lifted her and she found a towel and wrapped her up in it before leaving out of the room.
