One Man, Two Lives Destroyed
Summary: AU She can think of many reasons to explain to her daughter why her fathers not around – just none of them are the truth. MCxMJ MMxRD JCxOC ADSxTC
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Chapter 12
Normal POV
Natasha squired around as the man came for her. Mary-Grace hid in the corner of the room in the shadows. She looked on as her newly found 'sister' was taken away from her. She whimpered softly but didn't try to stop the man. Natasha felt tears falling down her face, she wanted her mother and her father, she just wanted to go home. She didn't want to fight with her mother anymore; she just wanted to live a normal life. It was then that she realized the sick truth that hadn't come to her until now.
She never lived a normal life.
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"I have to look for her." Maureen complained as Mark wrapped an arm around her.
"Mo, you should really rest. You need your strength to find Nati."
"Ugh… I just – I just love her so much and I feel so guilty that I'm not the one out there looking for her." Maureen closed her eyes, "I miss her so much… As much as I missed you."
Mark stayed silent as she fell asleep, guilt gone – replaced with dreams of Natasha coming home safely. Mark picked her up and placed her down on the guest bed. He gently placed the blanket over her and then walked out of the room. He walked out into the room and grabbed his coat. Mimi stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"To find Natasha." Mark said and Mimi grabbed her coat.
"I'm coming with you." Mimi quickly threw on her jacket, "Everybody stay here…"
"Mimi!" Roger called out and she retreated towards him. She kissed him softly and smiled.
"I'll be fine Rog, I'm with Mark… He'll protect me or I'll protect him!" Mimi giggled, "Don't worry about us. I love you."
"Love you too." Roger kissed her cheek and watched as the two of them walked out the door, "We should go with them-"
"Don't worry so much Roger, they'll be fine." Angel said and waved that comment away. She looked towards the guest bedroom. "It's Maureen that we have to worry about. We don't want her escaping."
"She's sleeping right?" Joanne questioned and Collins shrugged.
"Hopefully."
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"Where do you think she would be?" Mimi questioned and Mark shrugged. He buttoned his jacket and then walked off with Mimi trailing slowly behind him. She shook her hair out and then shifted her jacket. "This is hopeless if we don't have any clues."
"Well I can't really thing with you rambling on about how we have no clues." Mark stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and looked around. Mimi sighed and pulled her hair back.
"Well fine, I won't talk anymore… After this… But don't you think that there has to be some kinda of clue that we missed in the apartment."
"Don't you think I already-"
"Well Natasha might have written us something…"
"Mimi – you're amazing!" Mark yelled and hugged her quickly. He started running and Mimi ran after him.
"Markie! Slow down! You've never run in stilettos before!" Mimi called after him as they rounded the corner and ran up into the apartment.
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"Her name?" The first man questioned and the second man shook his head.
"She's not saying anything." The second man walked forward to Natasha who was seated on a dirty table and had a dim light shone on her. "I told you we should have just thrown her away."
"Are you serious? She's the daughter of that great film-maker."
"What?"
"Mark Cohen! He's famous in California and all those western states. Like Texas and Arizona."
"Oh! He made the film about his daughter…" The second man replied and then looked at Natasha who was about to start crying. She had no idea that her father had loved her that much. She didn't know that he made a film about her and was always thinking about her mother and her. She looked from the first man to the second.
"Wait so you mean that's why we're doing this?" The second man said and the first one nodded as he smacked the other guy in the head.
"I told you that when we kidnapped her!" The second man laughed.
"Oh yeah…" He looked at Natasha, "What should we do to her?"
"Get as much money from her family as possible!"
"Of course!" The first man decided and they both grinned.
"You're going to bring us a lot of money."
"Mary-Grace!" Natasha said softly and they looked at her.
"What did you say?" The second man questioned and Natasha shook her head, the looked over at the cell where Mary-Grace was crying. She nodded and gave herself a little push.
"Mary-Grace is my sister."
"That squirt is your sister?"
"Yes!" Natasha said and they brought out Mary-Grace. Natasha hugged her quickly and then dropped her hand to hold Mary-Graces'. "We go together."
"That means more money for us!" The first man laughed and then got out the duct tape. The second man grabbed some rope and then tied them together and taped their mouths shut. The first man slapped one of Natasha's cheeks and then slapped Mary-Graces' before throwing them back into the cell. Natasha hit the cell wall before blacking out.
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"MARK COHEN! YOU FUCKING GET BACK HERE!" Maureen screamed as she walked into her apartment. She had slipped out the window at Joanne's and walked down the fire escape. She was now tapping her foot on the ground. Mimi was sitting in the kitchen looking over some pieces of paper and Mark had run off to Natasha's room. " MARK!"
Mark peered from behind the doorway that went into the kitchen, "Oh hey Reen."
"Don't 'Reen' me! What the hell are you doing?"
"We were just looking for Nati."
"Without me?" Maureen sat down next to Mimi who patted her shoulder lightly as if to say that she understood. Maureen rubbed her temples and Mark walked over to her. He kissed her cheek and smiled.
"Don't worry Maureen, we were going to wake you up when we found something, it wasn't like we were trying to just not include you."
"I know – I'm sorry, I'm just going through a rough time in my life and it's just… Hard for me." Maureen looked at the ground and then saw a small post-it not that was purple. She picked it up and read it over.
"Oh my god!" Mark looked over her shoulder.
"What's that Reen?"
"Natasha… Natasha – she wrote me a note!" Maureen passed it to Mimi who read it quickly.
Mommy!
Please… These people are taking me to the basement of the Life Café. I'm sorry about everything Mommy! I love you!
-N
"They didn't even give her time to write her name…" Mimi said and looked at the two smudged words that were where they had taken her. She couldn't read them. "They look familiar, but I don't know what they say."
"I don't either." Maureen sighed and smiled slightly, "Well at least we have some clue… Maybe we should go to the police." She looked over at Mark.
"Markie… Are you okay?"
"I think I know where she is."
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"Okay, let's just go in there and talk to her." Angel suggested as they all stood outside the guest room door. Joanne nodded and opened the door to find it empty. The window was open and it was clear that Maureen had escaped.
"Oh god, I can't believe she left."
"Well we knew that she would… She's a very determined woman." Angel pointed out and everybody agreed. "C'mon, she's probably at the apartment with Mimi and Mark."
"How did you know they were there?" Roger questioned, "I thought they just went out to find Natasha."
"Okay, I got a little carried away and I called Mimi… I just wanted to make sure that they were safe and if they found out anything." Angel sighed, "We're all worried, so why don't we just go there and help them."
"Okay."
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Maureen stared at the note that told her so little. The two words that had so much meaning said nothing to her anymore. She looked around at Mark and Mimi who were quietly talking in the corner. She had told them that she needed to be alone for a second. She had no idea what they were going to do with her precious daughter and the thought of Natasha being hurt or crying made her sick inside. She looked at the note again. Natasha's messy scribbling was all that they had to find her. She didn't know what they were going to do and she hoped that they would find Natasha in time. She didn't want to find her daughter dead and she didn't want to find her hurt either. She just wanted her daughter back – whatever it took. She sat there and thought how some people could be so cruel. They took away everything from her and she was left with nothing. Mark was here of course, but Natasha had kept her alive when Mark wasn't there for her. She looked it over again and then sighed. They had a lot of work to do and they couldn't relay on the police for they were doing nothing for them.
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Natasha woke up as Mary-Grace whimpered slightly. They couldn't talk because of the tape that was plastered on their mouths. Why had fate given them this? She didn't want to be here anymore. Her head hurt and she hated feeling like she was going to die before she even told her mother that she loved her… Or before she even got to be part of her father's life. She nudged Mary-Grace, causing her to whimper louder. Natasha shook her head and moved her shoulder slightly. She looked at the guys who were outside the cell.
"We have no use for them yet."
"Don't worry, we know Mark Cohen. He'll come soon enough."
"But we left nothing."
"He's a smart boy; he's not just going to let his daughters die in a cell in the basement of the Life Café."
"And you're sure that nobody ever comes down here?"
"Positive."
"Okay."
"Anyways if Mark doesn't come by tomorrow, we'll have to kill them and shoot over to Texas."
"Right, I have the guns all ready." The first man walked over to Natasha and Mary-Grace's cell. He grinned at them and pointed over to the cabinet that was nearest the door to the upstairs. "The guns are right there."
"But what's the point of shooting them?" The second man questioned.
"I don't know, it gets them off of our hands and it's revenge to Mark."
"Hate Mark Cohen."
"Yeah, I know."
"Wait why don't we just go up on the roof and hold a gun to their heads and say that if we don't have the money by tomorrow we'll kill them." The second man offered and the first man nodded.
"Alright, we'll do that then."
"So it's decided."
"Tomorrow on the roof." The first man said and the second man just stood there, "We'll get all the money we need and we'll get revenge on Mark Cohen."
"Right."
It wasn't until that moment that Natasha knew that these people were planning on killing Mark instead of her and Mary-Grace. They were going to kill her father and the two of them were just bait.
End of Chapter 12
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