Chapter 18

Cameron walked back into the archive with a goofy love-struck grin on his face. "Did you and Kay finish your little make out session?"

Cameron gave Jonathan a look, "Really? Really?"

"Well, you walked out with her alone and it took a while for you to simply walk her to her car."

"Where are the others?"

"Dina's gone off to get some groceries so she walked Mike out and Gunter and Jordan are debating on what to feed Farrah for dinner."

Cameron smirked, "Really? They're debating about baby food now?"

"Well, Jordan is still after his twenty bucks and thinks that she would like sweet potatoes more than carrots." Johnny smirked as he bounced Farrah up and down in his arms. He smiled as the child giggled and tried kicking her legs, "I think you want to walk, don't you?"

Jonathan kneeled on the floor as he had Farrah grip his hands as he held her upright. Cameron took out his phone, "I gotta get this."

Farrah wobbled a bit as she moved her right leg forward a bit. "It's okay Farrah, you can do this. It's just practice." Jonathan said as Farrah moved her left leg, "If you can't do it yet, we can always try again later. I'm right behind you." Farrah started taking tiny steps as Johnny shuffled slowly behind her just in case she fell back. She smiled at Cameron before she bent her knees and sat back down.

Cameron smiled as he saved the video, "I think we just captured her first steps."

"Well, we still haven't looked through all of Shawn and Fiona's home videos but... I think so too." Johnny said, picking up his niece off the floor, "Think she can talk?"

"Well, she isn't even a year old yet but maybe she can say something." Cameron held out his hand and his niece grabbed his index finger, "Farrah, do you think you can say something?"

Farrah only smiled at both uncles. Jonathan thought for a moment, "Cam, can you get a photo of Shawn and Fiona from the table." Cameron nodded as he took Shawn and Fiona's wedding photo and brought it over, Jonathan took the photo and smiled, "They really look happy."

"They do."

Johnny brought the photo closer for his niece to see, "Hey Farrah... do you know who this is?"

Farrah let out a happy-sounding noise when her eyes caught the photo. She placed a hand on the photo, "Mama."

Cam gave a sad sigh, "Yeah Farrah... that's your mama."

Her little hand moved from Fiona's face to Shawn's face, "Dada."

Jonathan gave a deep sigh, "The fact that she knows they're her parents makes this even harder. What if when she gets a little older, she calls out for Mama or Dada... what do we do then?"

Cameron gave a deep breath, "I don't know..."

Just then, Dina walked back in with a bag of groceries and there was a concerned look on her face. Jonathan spoke up, "Dina? Are you okay?"

"Uh... I'm not sure." She set the groceries down and looked to Cameron, "Cameron, didn't you walk Kay out?"

Cameron furrowed his brows in confusion, "Uh, yeah. I walked her to car, we said good night," Johnny gave him a look, "...Multiple times. Then I came back inside. W-why do you ask?"

"Well, as I was coming back, I noticed that... Kay's car is still parked outside but... Kay's nowhere near it."

Cameron eyes widened as he ran past his friend and rushed back out the door. When he got outside, he saw that Dina was right, Kay's car was still here but she was nowhere to be seen. Kay had just been here, where was she? "Kay?" He called out, "Kay?"He went over to the side of her car where they had said their good nights when his eye caught the side mirror. He took a closer look at it; it had been bent down slightly, almost like something had fallen on it. His eye then fell to the paper under the windshield wiper. He walked over and picked up the note. When read it, his breath became shaky, "K-Kay... N-no... No!"

The next morning, Kay woke up with a pounding headache. She suddenly became aware of her surroundings. She was in some sort of basement room with two tiny windows as the only source of light. She managed to stand up and tried to walk towards the light of the windows but after a few steps, she felt a tug on her arm holding her back.

She looked down and found that her left wrist had a tight cuff around it and a long chain connected to the wall, "What the-"

"A bit old fashioned but it does the job." Kay turned to see the mystery woman standing by a door, "Plus I find these cuffs to be far more effective than the modern type ones that the law enforcement uses."

Kay knew trying to pull off the cuff was futile, "Why the hell am I here?"

"Well, to answer your question, you're here because you'll be the insurance we need."

"Insurance?"

The mystery woman shrugged, "Well, you see, you might not be aware that Cameron didn't steal the Links Diamond because of you-"

"I'm aware." Kay said as she stayed standing trying to glare at the woman but it was difficult to given the bad lighting.

The mystery woman raised her eyebrows, "Are you? Well, that doesn't change much. It only changes the fact you are now fully aware that Cameron... well, he's willing to do more for you than you might think."

Kay shook her head, "Why? Why do this at all? Why did you ruin Cameron and Jonathan's lives?"

"Jonathan and I met as children in Reykjavik. We were fast friends." Kay stood silent as the woman explained the story, "When I saw the chance to enter back into his life, I took it."

"Reykjavik?" Kay thought for a moment, "Cameron told me about how you mentioned Reykjavik when you kidnapped him." The mystery woman stayed silent as Kay's eyes widened with realization, "Cameron was the one you had planned on framing for murder. He was the one meant to go to jail. You had no idea that it was Jonathan you had... become friends with. You didn't know it was Jonathan you were looking for."

"Well, none of that matters now. Jonathan clearly doesn't care for and after spending a few weeks with him... I've outgrown him. Turns out we aren't the kindred spirits I thought we would be" The mystery woman said raising an eyebrow.

"So then you ruined his life and almost tore Cameron and Jonathan apart... for nothing?"

The mystery woman raised both her eyebrows this time, "Oh, don't give me that look. If anything, you should be thanking me."

"Thanking you?"

"Well, of course. I mean, think about it. If it wasn't for me, you and Cameron might have never even met."

Kay didn't dignify that statement with a response, "Why did you kill Shawn and Fiona?"

"Oh, I never said I did. I'm just trying to help my employer gain access to that adorable little girl you've all seem to have fallen in love with."

Kay felt her anger rise, "You stay from her! She is just a child! An infant!" Kay would do anything to protect that Farrah. She couldn't help but love that sweet little girl.

"Aww, looks like that child brings out a maternal side of Kay... it actually makes me respect you a little bit more."

"Who's your employer?"

"Bennett Blanc of course. He wants access to his granddaughter." Saying it like it was obvious.

Kay became extremely confused, "But he and his wife made it clear that they wanted nothing to do with her."

She shrugged, "Well, in their defense, they had no idea that one of the agents was deeply connected to the case. When they found out, Bennett knew he would have to get rid of you all in order to get to his granddaughter."

"Why? Tell me. Now!" Kay said, raising her voice with that last word.

The mystery woman's face scrunched up, "You know, without your gun, you're actually not that scary." The mystery woman said as she opened the door, "Don't worry. Bennett has no intention hurting the baby. He just wants her returned where she belongs."

Kay suddenly felt rage build up inside her, "If you touch one hair on Farrah's head, I will kill you myself."

The mystery woman took one last look at the agent, "You know, it really is sweet how much you care in the short time you've seen her. I honestly wish that my mother had been more like you." She motioned for a couple of people to come in, "I almost feel bad for what's about to happen."

Kay suddenly felt a twinge of fear rise to her throat, "What do you mean?"

The mystery woman smirked, "The boys need a new punching bag and until the one they ordered gets here... well, you're the next best thing. Besides, sending Cameron a photo of you being a little banged up might help speed things along."

"He'd never give up Farrah. Not for anyone or anything for that matter."

"Oh, I think that's where you're going to be wrong. You see Kay; you're Cameron Black's Achilles' heel."

One of the men took a swing at Kay whom she managed to block but when a swing came from the opposite direction, she wasn't able to block it when the chain from the cuff held her arm down. They continued to beat her down before one of them kicked her leg, causing her to fall over. She tried to fight back and had some success but the chained arm made it difficult to make any lasting impact. After about fifteen minutes, the mystery woman raised her hand, signalling the men to stop. The mystery woman walked over and took a close look at Kay's face as Kay sat on the ground clutching her side which hurt the most out of everthing as she leaned against the wall trying to steady her breath. The woman with the multi-coloured eyes took a look at Kay's face then nodded, "This'll do for now." The mystery woman was handed a camera and she started taking pictures. Before she took the last one, her and Kay's eyes met and she gave the banged up agent a wicked smile, "Smile pretty for the camera Kay."

There was one thing Kay thought before she painfully shut her eyes as she felt the flash from the camera from beneath her eyelids, "Cameron... keep Farrah safe."

A few hours later, back at the FBI building, Cameron couldn't stop pacing. Kay had been missing for over fifteen hours and not a trace of where she could be. He ran a hand down his face in frustration.

"Cameron, would you please stop pacing like that?" Agent Deakins asked. She understood why Cam was concerned for Kay, not only was she one of her best agents but the older woman would be lying if she said she didn't the connection Cameron and Kay had with each other.

"I'm sorry Sir but no. I can't calm down. It's been over half a day and nothing. Kay couldn't have just disappeared off the face of the earth." He placed his hands on his hips and looked down to the ground, "She... she's too strong for that."

Jonathan walked over and gripped his brother's shoulders, "Just calm down Cam. Tiring yourself out won't get you anywhere. It won't get Kay back." He slapped Cameron on the back of the head, "So snap out of it!"

"Mr Black, need I remind you that you could easily be sent back to your cell simply for being here." Deakins reminded him. She didn't want to have to send this innocent man back to prison but the slightest slip-up could force her to.

Jonathan rolled his eyes, "Well aware. You've sent me back multiple times for a crime I didn't commit. At least this time, there would be a somewhat valid reason."

Just then Farrah let out a cry from her stroller. Cameron walked over to the stroller and picked up his niece who was wearing a purple short-sleeved dress with light pink socks and a light pink headband. "I'm sorry Farrah. I didn't mean to ignore you." He said as the baby leaned her head on his shoulder and her tiny little hands grasped onto his black sweater.

Cameron held his baby niece close to him as Mike placed a hand on his friend's shoulder, "We'll find her."

"I just... I don't want anything to happen to her, especially because of me." Mike gave him a sympathetic look. Cameron shook his head, "I know Kay is more than able to defend herself but you honestly have no idea what that crazy lady is willing to do to get what she wants."

Jonathan sighed, "Unfortunately... Cam does have a point."

"She'll be fine." Mike tried to reassure Cameron... and himself. He and Kay had been working together for a couple of years now and he had come to regard her as a good friend. He wanted his friend to return home safely. He wished for this whole mess to be over so that they could all help Farrah adjust to her new home. As a father himself, he couldn't imagine not being able to be there for his boys and how difficult it was to raise children but he could see from the moment Cameron had learned that Farrah was his niece that Cam had it in him to take care of her. "We'll bring her home."

Cameron sighed, "You know Farrah took her first steps last night?"

Mike couldn't help but give a little smile, "She did?"

Jonathan gave a slight smile, "Yeah, she did."

"She only managed about three steps before she sat back down but..." Cameron chuckled, "Nothing was more amazing than seeing that." He paused for a moment, "Kay would've loved it."

"We're just waiting on the traffic cam videos near the archive to arrive. We'll find her."

"I love Kay." Mike's eyes widened as did Jonathan's, not from shock but from simple surprise that Cameron had finally said it out loud, "The thought of her getting hurt just... kills me."

Just then Deakins came back with an envelope in hand, "Cameron?"

"Yes Sir? Anything?"

The older woman shook her head, "No but this came... addressed to you." She said setting it down on the table

"Oh, uh... could you take Farrah for moment please?"

"Oh, of course." Cameron handed Farrah over to Deakins. The little girl took a hard look at the older agent then let out a smile, "Well, you certainly make a better first impression than your uncles."

Cameron smiled as he saw the older woman he truly respected interact with his niece. However his smile faded fast when he saw what was inside the envelope, "No."

"Cameron, what's wrong?" Deakins asked, concerned.

"Please! Don't come closer; I don't want Farrah seeing these and it somehow sticking in her mind."

Mike and Jonathan walked over to him, "Cameron?" Cameron handed him the pictures as Mike's eyes went wide as he looked at the photos and Jonathan just looked angry.

These were photos of Kay looking recently beaten up but the one that stuck with Cameron the most was the last one. It was a close up on Kay's face where her eyes looked like they were painfully shut. It could have just been the lighting of the photo but Cameron swears that there was large bruise forming around her left eye, and her lip was cut and had bled down her chin just a tad, "Oh my God... what are they doing to her?" Just then Cameron's cell phone rang, it was an unknown number but he had a feeling as to who it was, "Hello?"

"Hello Cameron." That familiar female voice said, "What do you think of the pictures? I do hope they were visible enough, I'm afraid that the lighting was not that great."

Cameron's eyes widened as he put the phone on speaker, "Where's Kay? What did you do to her?"

"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to say. Oh, but don't worry... she's still alive. For now. I will admit, even for someone without a full range of motion at the moment, she's a good fighter."

"Why did you take her?" There was silence, "Answer me!"

"Oh come down Cameron. Yelling won't get you anywhere."

Cameron took a deep breath as Mike and some other agents tried to trace the call, "Why did you kidnap her?"

"Answer the man!" Jonathan exclaimed, getting tired of the game she was trying to play.

"Oh, since you insist Jonathan. She's your Achilles Heel, Cameron." Cameron gulped as the mystery woman continued, "You and I both know just how much you're willing to do for her. You were willing to betray your own brother for Kay."

"You gave him an impossible choice." Jonathan said.

"It didn't seem like you felt way a month ago." The woman taunted.

"You took away his hope!" He paused for a moment, "Sorry, was that cheesy?"

Jonathan shrugged, "Let's just say it's a good thing that I'm not lactose intolerant."

"As for Kay." The mystery woman continued, "Consider the photos as a warning."

Mike gave the thumbs up of having traced the call. Cameron continued talking, "A warning for what?"

"For what could happen if you don't follow my employer's instructions."

"What does he want?"

"Only to see his granddaughter of course."

Cameron's breath hitched. Jonathan went over to Deakins and took Farrah, protectively holding his baby niece in his arms. Cameron took a deep breath, "W-what are you talking about?"

"Well, I'm sure that by now... you have figured out where this phone call is coming from." Mike gave a somber nod as Jonathan's eyes shut for a moment in frustration, "Hand over the child if you want to find Kay..." She gives a darks chuckle, "Alive, that is."

With that she hung up. Cam ran his hand through his hair, "She can't do this!" He looked over to Mike, "You traced the call?"

The agent nodded, "Yes. It came from the Blanc estate."

"I don't get it; they said they wanted nothing to do with Farrah."

Jonathan kept a protective hand on Farrah's back as she lightly slapped Jonathan's cheeks, "Maybe it was to throw you off."

"Yeah, maybe..." Cameron walked over and gave Farrah a light kiss on the head prompting the child to turn her head and smile at him.

"So, what's the plan?" Jonathan asked.

Cameron gave a stern expression that even Jonathan himself had only seen a few times, "Well, one thing's for sure... we are going to get Kay back... but they are not going to get their hands on our niece!"

Okay, I'm gonna be honest. When I started this story, I had no idea that this is where it would end up! I mean I had the basic story outline (Who the killer is, Kay getting kidnapped, Cameron and Jonathan making up and working together again.) but... this got darker than I expected...

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Please be sure to tell me your thoughts, I honestly love reading your comments!