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Ana
It's like living in a nightmare. The whole family is at the house but I can't face them, I can't talk to them. I even rejected the idea of having a cuddle with baby Anastasia in favour of holding Amelia tight to my chest with Teddy and Phoebe on either side. My ears are still ringing from what happened when we walked into the house.
"Mom? Mom is it true? Has someone taken Amaya?" Phoebe's high pitch screech was actually like music to my ears, she was here and safe, one less child to worry about for the moment.
"Phoebe go and sit down in the living room please." Christian replied firmly in his don't mess with me voice.
"But…"
"Now Phoebe Grace." She's only Phoebe Grace when she's in trouble.
"Dad is it true?" Teddy asks stepping in from the shadows.
"Yes Son, go sit down please."
It broke my heart all over again to see the children missing their sister.
"Ana you need to have something to eat." Christian says coming to kneel in front of me.
"I'll eat when I know my baby's safe." I reply through my tears, they've not stopped falling since the moment I realised she was really gone.
There's footage of Amaya being carried out of the store by an unknown Male before we lose track of them. It's terrifying not knowing where my baby is. My youngest child, she was born last, twenty one minutes after Amelia.
"What about the other baby?" He asks trying to keep his voice low but everyone hears, the silence in the room has been deafening.
"Thanks Christian." I snap before hoisting Amelia higher onto me and heading out of the room.
"Mommy are you mad with Daddy?" Amelia asks.
"No baby, Mommy's just sad right now. We're going to go upstairs ok?"
"Why?" She asks.
"Because Mommy wants to lie down with you, it's time for your nap."
"But I can't nap without Maya…" She begins to cry and it takes everything I have not to snap at her and tell her to co-operate because I'm so sad and so angry and I know I can't take it out on her.
"Amaya isn't here right now baby girl, but we have to pray hard that she comes home to us soon." I tell her carrying her into the bedroom. "Cuddle with me on Amaya's bed?"
"Maya doesn't like a messy bed." My observant three year old replies.
"No she doesn't but we can tidy it up when we're done ok?"
"Ok." She agrees and I quickly get her shoes off and mine and then cuddle up in Amaya's bed with Amaya's teddy clutched in Amelia's hands and my arms around them tight.
Christian
I watch as Ana takes Amelia and hurries out the room. I just outed her as being pregnant to our entire family in the worst possible situation. The stress of this incident could cause a miscarriage and it would kill us both. I need to know if Hyde is involved in this. From the video we don't think it was Hyde who did the snatching, it's too tall and thin to be Hyde but it's someone, someone stupid enough to take my daughter and think they can get away with it.
"Mr Grey. Detective Harrison is here."
"Show him to my study." I bark at Webster, the youngest of the security who's jobs fluctuate between watching the gate and opening the door.
I leave my family and head into the study where Patricia is in the midst of setting up a tea tray. I see her eyes are glazed with tears and her cheeks tear stained and I know that it isn't just Ana and I missing our daughter but our whole family and friends are missing her too.
"Mr Grey, we have a development we may think to be very important." He says taking the seat on one side of the desk while I go to the opposite side.
"And what is that other than the fact you don't have my daughter I can't think of anything of great importance."
"Well we found these." He begins placing evidence bags in front of me, the smallest one captures my attention the most.
"Her hair?"
"We need a sample of her hair from a brush or a sample of Amelia's to make sure but we believe so."
Her braid has been cut off and it's still tied up inside the bag.
"Why?" I ask trying and failing to mask my utter devastation.
"To pass her off as a boy if they're trying to move her especially out of state, we have every possible man out there looking for your daughter Mr Grey."
"Find her Detective."
"I will do everything I can Mr Grey, but I will need to speak with your wife."
"She can't tell you anything different to what Luke Sawyer said and my wife is pregnant, I don't want to increase her stress that could cause a miscarriage, she's resting right now and I do not want to disturb her."
"I'm up." We both turn to the door to see a dishevelled Anastasia. "What's all this?" She asks seeing the evidence of Amaya's clothes and the lock of hair still in my hand.
"We found these in a public restroom just around the corner from the store. We have reasons to think that they may be trying to mask her off as a boy."
"They?"
"We believe that this person may not be working alone."
"Could this get any worse?" Ana asks her doe eyes filling up with tears just like Amaya and Amelia's do when they're sad and not getting their own way.
"Ana baby we'll find her."
"When?!" She screams. "My daughter is out there, is she resting? Have they fed her? Is she scared does she miss me?" Ana falls to her knees heavily and I dive out of my chair to help her.
"See, this isn't the best time. I'll sort out a hair sample for you but I can tell you it's Amaya's."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Those hair ties with the pixies were custom made and I know that Amelia's wearing hers, there's her initials behind the pixie's head too." I point out before helping my heartbroken wife to her feet and into my arms before carrying her out.
Ana
"I just want her home Christian, I just want my baby home." I sob hysterically into his shirt as he carries me through the house.
"So do I baby, we'll find her ok?" He whispers sweetly into my ear, I know he's as hurt as I am and he's doing the one thing that's stopping him from breaking down like me and that is staying in control.
Christian
The only thing we know for a fact is that a man took Amaya. We have no idea who he is or where he is, how he did it well we've seen how he did it but how was Amaya so calm, how come she didn't make any noise. Ana instilled stranger danger into all our kids as they were growing up because she knew there was always the chance of a ransom kidnapping because they're our kids.
Once I have Ana on the couch I want to just cuddle with her and tell her everything is going to be ok and that we'll find her but that would be completely counter-productive. I have two teams out there right now, one looking for Amaya the other looking for Jack Hyde in the hope of finding Amaya.
"Here Ana, drink this darling." My Mother says passing Anastasia a glass of juice.
She gives a weak but grateful smile and takes a tentative sip and I look at my Mom, she's watching Ana drinking intently which is strange behaviour in and of its own. Ana barely gets through half the glass before she starts to sway, her eyes drooping as she fights against sleep but it seems sleep is winning. Holy shit, my Mother spiked my wife.
Grace
"Catch her she's gonna fall." I say as I take the glass from Ana before she spills it everywhere. I do not feel bad about what I just did even though the whole family is watching us and knows what I've done.
Christian has his wife by the biceps and slowly lowers her so she's lying on the couch at an odd angle before he can lift her legs up. Kate brings over an afghan and drapes it over Ana's sedated body as Christian turns to me with a glare that would bring anyone to their knees, well anyone but a small few of us and that includes me, I'm his Mother.
"What the fuck did you just give my wife?" He growls and I can see his furious but I don't cower.
"A sedative Christian, she needs to be resting. Go and help find your daughter." I tell him standing stock still but also standing my ground.
"She's pregnant! You can't go round drugging pregnant people!" He yells, his face is just inches from mine and I can see Elliot flinch, yeah he's not one of the few who can handle Christian this way.
"It's completely safe, actually I'd suggest as would many doctors that it's best for her and the baby to be sedated right now. It's also better for you. We'll take care of her, you try and find my grandbaby!"
He grits his teeth but then when he turns to Ana his face softens and he bends down and kisses her before he whispers into her ear "Rest well baby." Before he kisses her cheek and heads out of the room on a mission to find his child.
Ana
I wake up slowly and as I lie there I am convinced that this entire thing has been a nightmare. No one took Amaya, she's in bed and she's fine but then I reach my hand over only to be met by the back of the couch. My eyes spring open and take a deep breath before pushing myself to sitting.
"What the hell?" I ask rubbing my sleepy eyes, this doesn't feel like just waking up.
"Ana how are you my girl?" Grace asks coming to sit by knees.
"I'm ok… what… you gave my juice…" I try and remember what happened. "Did you drug me?" I ask in disbelief, that is the only explanation my too tired mind can come up with but as I tell myself that's not likely Grace looks at me as guilty as sin. "You did drug me." I say completely shocked.
"You were hysterical Ana, it was better for you and the baby sweetheart I'm sorry." She says not looking very sorry about it but I nod, I don't have the energy to fight about it now but I will be far more conscious of anything food or drink wise I take from my Mother in law for the foreseeable future.