A/N: Here is another chapter for this story…I spent all of this last weekend writing it along with one of the newer stories that I have been working on (Which won't be posted until I'm finished or at least finished with three fourths of it). Anyways, I hope you all enjoy the drama in this chapter.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Falling Faster

"I can't believe this is happening to me."

Kadyn looks to Julian with sadness written all over his face. Julian was sitting in the waiting room while his fiancé fought for her life. On top of all that, his daughter was taken and he has no idea where she is. The police are doing all that they can, but sometimes it's never enough.

"We need to figure out where Melissa is. Chances are Sam is with her."

Julian turns towards Kadyn.

"But for how long? Kadyn, she killed your sister. God knows what she's going to do to Sam."

"I know, but I have to stay positive because if I don't I am going to think the worst and that's not what we need right now."

"I'm sorry," Julian apologizes. "I just want some good news for once."

-What's Left of Me-

Brown eyes snap open when they hear a door creak open, a small sliver of light shines in the room. Brown eyes looks around as best as it can. Owner of the brown eyes were strapped to a chair in what appeared to be a basement of sorts.

"You've been out for awhile, Sam. Welcome back."

Sam recognizes the voice immediately.

"Back to what?"

"Your personal hell," Melissa says with a laugh.

"You're not going to get away with this. Someone will find you and you'll rot in hell."

Melissa steps forward and pushes a strand of hair away from Sam's face to behind her ear. Sam flinches away.

"They are going to be too busy looking after Brooke to worry about you."

Sam struggles against her bindings.

"What did you do to Brooke? If you hurt her I swear to god I'm going to hurt you!"

Melissa sighs and walks away from Sam. She walks over to the other side of the room and pulls something out from the cupboard. Melissa then walks over to the light switch and turns on the light.

"You know, Sam. Drugs are such a bad habit and sometimes you just can't break it."

Sam watches Melissa fill a needle with some liquid in a vile.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Of course you do, druggie," Melissa makes her way over to Sam. "Get ready because you are going on a ride."

Melissa sticks the needle into Sam's arm.

-What's Left of Me-

"Mr. Baker?"

Julian opens his eyes and looks at the detective he met early.

"Do you have any info on my daughter?"

"We checked out Melissa's house and we found a lot of things that we believe makes her the culprit of this crime. Unfortunately, Sam wasn't at her home so I believe that she has taken her to an unknown location."

"I could have done that. Nice detective work," Kadyn says sarcastically as she walks up to the pair and hands Julian a cup of hot chocolate. It was his go to comfort drink. Julian accepts it gratefully.

"How about you find out if Melissa killed my sister."

"That's another reason why I'm here. I can't get into specifics, but we believe that Sara did not die in a car accident, but that she was murdered by Melissa."

Julian squeezes Kadyn's hand.

"We are trying to locate your daughter, Mr. Baker. We are doing everything we can."

Julian looks at the detective and nods his head.

"Thank you," Julian states before seeing Brooke's doctor coming out of surgery. "Excuse me."

Both Julian and Kadyn quickly run up to the doctor.

"Is Brooke okay?"

The doctor twists his scrub cap before responding.

"There were some complications."

-What's Left of Me-

"Wakey, wakey."

Sam opens her eyes, but all she can see was blurriness. The drugs that had been injected in her arm hadn't passed through her system yet.

"Samantha, it's almost time baby, open your eyes for mommy."

"Mommy," Sam whispers.

"That's it," Melissa says with an evil grin. "Open those eyes."

Sam blinks her eyes open a few ties. When she sees Melissa she groans.

"Bitch," Sam bites out.

Melissa backhands her. Sam's head slams to the side. She spits out the blood.

"I would've been a great mom if only you would have listened to me. Your dad and I would have raised you and we would've been the perfect family. You could have been my little girl."

Melissa places her hands on her stomach and looks at Sam with tears in her eyes.

"I know you are upset that mommy lost the baby, but everything will be okay, Sammy."

Sam looks at Melissa like she had lost her mind. Maybe she had, but Sam wanted to see how far she could play this fantasy of Melissa's. If she played long enough she could get help.

"It's okay," Sam whispers. "Dad will understand. Things like that just happen. Everything will be okay. Bring me to dad and we can be a family again."

Melissa wipes away the tears and traces her finger down Sam's check in a way Sara had used to do.

"I did good with you."

"Yeah, untie me and we can go home," Sam pleads. "Let's go home."

Melissa shakes her head.

"Not yet," Melissa says as she walks away and goes to the cupboard. "You need your medicine."

"No!" Sam cried out. "I don't need that, please stop!"

Melissa returns to Sam's side with a needle.

"It's only going to hurt for a bit, baby."

"No, please!" Sam screams and struggles against the bindings while scraping her wrists and her ankles in the process. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"It will only hurt for a bit," Melissa says before injecting Sam with another round of drugs.

-What's Left of Me-

Julian sits by Brooke's bedside as he watches his fiancé rest. His heart had just about stopped when the doctor had said that there were complications. Brooke's heart had stopped during surgery, but the surgeons were able to stabilize it. The bullet had nicked Brooke's heart. She was supposed to make a full recovery.

"I should be out looking for my daughter, but I have no idea where to look. I want Melissa dead, but I don't want to be that guy."

Julian takes in Brooke's face and he squeezes her hand.

"What am I going to do Brooke?"

There is a knock on Brooke's hospital room. Julian turns his head around. The detective was there again.

"I can't deal with this right now," Julian states sternly.

"You want to hear this, Mr. Baker. Your fiancés shooter was just apprehended and he may have word on where your daughter is."

Lying in the hospital bed, Brooke slowly opens her eyes.