CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT

Megan sat at the table opposite Harry; with Laila still in her arms. She'd just finished explaining to him the reason why she wanted revenge on Jack.

"So that baby is Jack Holden's daughter?" Harry asked as he looked at the baby in Megan's arms.

"Yes," Megan nodded.

"Let me get this straight; you snuck in through his window last night and took the child. Then you brought her here. Why exactly?" Harry questioned.

"Jack killed your daughter; he ruined your life. You never got the revenge that you wanted. But now, here's your chance. We've got his daughter and we have the power to make him suffer," Megan explained.

Harry laughed a little. "Be honest," he started. "For you; this isn't about Jack. It's about his girlfriend, isn't it? She's got everything you want and you want to destroy that," Harry continued.

Megan shrugged. "If that's the way you want to put it, then you can. But I want Jack to suffer too. My little girl was taken away from me and I blame them for that," she snarled.

"If you say so," Harry muttered.

"Look, are you in, or are you out?" Megan snapped.

"Oh, I'm in alright," Harry laughed.

Megan grinned. "So, any idea's on how to do this?" she asked.

"First things first; we go back to Summer Bay A.S.A.P," Harry began to explain. "We need to be closer to them. And we'll take my car instead of yours. If the cops have already figured out that you took the baby, they'll definitely be keeping an eye out for your car," he smirked.

"This is going to be fun. I think I'm going to absolutely love working with you," Megan smiled up at Harry.

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The house was quiet, but everybody was still gathered at Martha and Jack's. They were all just sitting around sipping on cups of tea and coffee; hoping and praying that they'd soon hear some news.

A few other people, such as Irene, Dan and Leah, had dropped by to see if they could do anything, but Martha would just shake her head and walk off. Of course there wasn't anything they could do.

Martha looked at her watch; it read ten am. Laila had been gone for over twelve hours now and Martha couldn't help but start to lose hope. Megan was probably long gone with her baby.

Martha got up from the couch and walked out onto the front patio; where Jack was sitting by himself on the bench seat. She sat down next to him and curled herself up against his side. She rested her face into the curve of his neck and shoulder. Jack wrapped his arms around Martha's waist and held her tight.

"How much longer Jack?" she asked.

Jack shook his head. "Honestly. I don't know," he answered.

Martha sighed. "I don't think I can handle this for much longer. It hurts too much," she cried. "I want her back. I want her to bring our baby back," Martha continued.

"I know," Jack nodded. "So do I," he exclaimed.

Martha pulled away from Jack and looked up at him. "Why can't we go out and look around? I should be out there looking for her," she said to him.

"Peter and McGrath think that we should just stay here. And I think they're right. There's nothing we can really do Martha," Jack explained. "We need to be here incase somebody brings her back, or incase somebody calls with some information," he said.

"I just feel so useless," Martha told him.

"You shouldn't," Jack exclaimed. "We're going through a really tough time at the moment and we're better of being here surrounded by our friends and family. They're staying strong for us, and we really need that support. We wouldn't be able to do this without them," he said to Martha.

Martha nodded and started to cry. "It's not just us who have lost her; they've lost her too," she whimpered as she fell back into Jack's arms.

Why was life being so cruel to them? Martha thought to herself. When was this hell going to end?

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On their way back to Summer Bay, Megan explained things in greater detail to Harry. She told him about Martha lying to Jack about the pregnancy and all the stuff that came after that.

"Jack and I would have been together if Martha hadn't of got pregnant," she told Harry.

Harry glanced over at her while he drove. "How can you be sure of that? Jack still would have found out eventually that your daughter wasn't his. Do you honestly think that he would have gotten together with you?" he asked her.

"Yes," Megan spat out. "Martha kept sticking her nose in, and if she hadn't of guilt tripped my mother then my mother would have never told Jack the truth," she said.

"But you just told me before that you guilt tripped this Martha girl into breaking up with Jack. You can't really accuse someone of doing something, especially after you done the exact same thing," Harry said to her.

"Whatever," Megan fobbed him off.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a photo of herself with Grace. God, she missed her. Bryan had taken her to court and he had somehow managed to gain full custody of Grace. He had gone in there and told the courts about all the stuff she had done. The courts agreed with him when he said that she was a bad mother and that Grace would have a better life with somebody who wasn't a liar, and somebody who wasn't deceitful. She blamed Jack and Martha for it all.

Megan smiled to herself as they passed the sign that welcomed them to Yabbie Creek. Not far now. Soon they'd be in Summer Bay and she could make Jack and Martha's life a nightmare.

"So, where exactly are we going?" Megan smiled over at Harry.

"It's a surprise," Harry smirked.

They drove in silence for a few more moments until they reached the road which would take them to Summer Bay, but for some reason Harry drove straight passed it and continued on further into Yabbie Creek.

"Um, you just missed the road. You were supposed to go the other way," Megan pointed out to Harry.

"Yeah, I know," Harry smiled.

"Well maybe you could tell me where we are going then," Megan laughed lightly.

"No need, we're here already," Harry exclaimed.

Megan's face went pale as Harry drove into a driveway. He pulled up out the front of a building. "No, what are you doing?" she yelled at Harry.

"You actually thought I was going to go along with your stupid plan?" Harry laughed.

"You bastard," Megan exclaimed as she tried to get out of the car.

"Not so fast girlie," Harry grabbed hold of her arm and held her tight. She struggled to get away from his grip, but he wouldn't budge.

He watched as a man walked from the building. Harry quickly opened his door.

"Excuse me officer," he called out. "I've got someone here who you might be interested in".

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