OA-

I look up from Ria just in time to see a girl leading Maggie away from her position in the window. I don't know why, but seeing Maggie with Ria has been really amazing and it makes me appreciate her even more than I did. It all seems so easy for her, caring for these two the way she does. So, it's surprising to me that she would leave, though it's much less surprising that she's helping another child.

It takes a few moments, but suddenly thoughts come rushing as I start to put pieces of a mixed up puzzle together. The girl looked to be about about ten. That would make her the right age and her hair was the same color. Even though I only saw her from behind she had the same build and I can't help but wonder if it was Eva.

Then I'm on my feet. If that was, indeed, Eva, then Maggie is in trouble. I stand and make my way to the adjoining nursery where two nurses are caring for the infants.

"I have to go. Can you stay with Ria and Javí?" I ask quickly and forcefully.

One nods noting my rush and follows me in to wait with the two. I rush out the door telling Ria I'd be back soon.

My best guess is Maggie is headed to an exit and there are two options. I stop moving at a corner as info my best to quickly decide which way to go. Based on what I know, the front door would allow best access to the roads and is near the parking garage. That's the way I have to try.

I'm rushing again, almost running into people, but I can't stop. I can't slow down. I start to doubt if I made the right choice as I haven't caught up yet and don't think they could be moving too fast. It's too late to change directions so I have to keep moving, one foot in front of the other as I try to find my partner.

I exit through the automatic door and hesitate again as I scan the street. I don't see her anywhere. I turn toward the parking garage to search for signs. As I'm about to give up and double back, I hear her voice shout two words.

"Get out!" She calls. The relief is overwhelming. She's okay, she's close.

I'm running again, running in the direction of her voice. I hear a commotion and I call her name. After no response, I call again louder. I hear a muffled scream and dread returns. It's her again.

Then there's the squealing of tires on pavement and a large van speeds past. There in the passenger seat is Juan.

My body acts of its own accord as I shoot two, three, four rounds at the vehicle. Of course, the vehicle keeps moving, breaking through the automated arm exit and onto the street. I may not have stopped it, but I did get the plate. That will have to do.

I'm on the phone calling Mosier, again without putting any thought into it. My mind is swirling, racing, a hundred thoughts a second.

Why does Juan have Maggie? What does he want with her? How can I get her back? Where will he take her?

The questions keep coming, one after another firing more rapidly that the bullets from my gun. In fact, they are racing so quickly, consuming my attention, that I almost miss the slightly crumpled piece of paper that was thrown out the window as the van passed.

I grab a tissue from my pocket and pick up the note. I unfold it carefully and the words stop my blood cold.

Leave us alone or she dies.

The words are scrawled carelessly, as if they mean nothing, but those six words shake me to my core. There's no reason to believe he's lying. If I try to get Maggie back, Juan will kill her.

Mosier answers the phone and seems to already know something is wrong before I fill her in. She tells me to come back, to refocus on what we know. She says she has teams all over the area and they will focus on the direction I tell her the car headed in. The note weighs in my hand after I tell her about it the line goes quiet for a moment.

"We'll figure it out," she says. Her voice is strong, sounds much tougher than I feel at the moment. I can't help but feel as though this is my fault.

"Wait, Ria!" I shout into the phone and I start running back to the entrance to the hospital.

"What is it?" I hear her ask, but I'm too focused to answer.

I keep running back to the place where I had left Ria, hoping the protective detail had arrived. But I already know what has happened before I arrive. I hear panic, see signs of a struggle in the hallway. As I turn into the room where I had left the two, there are doctors working on the ground. I push my way into the room to see who they are working on. I don't know if I'm praying for it to be Ria or not, but it doesn't matter because it's the nurse who had followed me into the room. She has been shot twice and has lost so much blood I'm not sure how she could possibly survive. Another nurse, one I pushed past comes up and touches my shoulder.

"They're gone," he says. I see his mouth keep moving, faintly make out something about guns, shooting and taking the kids, but it doesn't sink in. Because not only did I let my partner down, but I also let down the two children she was so desperate to save.

Maggie-

I'm not sure how long I'm out, but when I come to, I'm in some sort of basement. The room is small, the door is locked, and the only furniture present are a mattress, a chair, and a table.

I have a killer headache probably from what I assume was chloroform they used to knock me out. Other than that I'm no worse for wear. There a small window which tells me that I'm in a basement because it is shielded by a metal frame that prevents me from seeing anything but the sky.

I'm not sure why I'm here, only that this must have been part of their plan. I just hope Ria and Javí are safe.

I'm not sure how long I wait there in the silence, but the sun has almost completely disappeared by the time I hear anyone coming down the stairs. A woman appears in front of me. She shuts the door behind her as she enters. Her frame is small, she looks kind and gives a small smile. It all seems so out of place. There is a tray in her hands with some soup, a piece of bread and a glass of water. There is also something over her arm. She sets it all down in front of me.

"I'm Belle," she says sweetly.

"Maggie." I respond.

"Oh honey, not for long. Everyone changes their name here. Honey. That's not bad. Might stick."

She pulls the fabric from over her arm and holds it out to me. "You'll need to put this on."

I don't know what to say so I just stare at her. She puts her hands on her hips and frowns.

"Well, aren't ya going to to eat?" she asks.

I look at the food and realize with a pang in my stomach how very hungry I am.

Belle must notice my hesitation because she lets out a small, forced laugh.

"Oh, don't worry about the food. You're much to valuable to harm that way."

I think it's supposed to make me feel better, but actually I just feel worse. Mostly because I just figured out where I am. Changing names, new clothing. Valuable.

I just became the newest member of a trafficking ring. And I'm alone with no backup, no weapon, and I'm not the slightest bit prepared. Where are you OA? Because I need you now more than ever.

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