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 JJxOC ADSxTC

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Chapter 13

Normal POV

Natasha closed her eyes and prayed. She had never believed in God because God never gave her anything. God was suppose to give her father back to her and God didn't do that. She had even prayed that he would come back when she was about six and a half. But nothing had happened. She was sitting on the roof of the Life Café with a gun to her head. She was now praying that her father or mother would come and save her. She opened her eyes and looked at Mary-Grace who also had a gun to her head. She was crying – her whole body shaking.

Maybe Natasha shouldn't have gotten Mary-Grace into this.

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Maureen flipped through the channels. Mark had been wrong, he had thought that Natasha was at some weird place like done in the Life Café basement and he was wrong. Mark sat next to her and kissed her cheek.

"Don't worry; I think that Natasha is going to be fine." Maureen pointed at the news with one shaky finger.

"I don't think she's fine." She started so cry. "She's on the roof of the Life Café and they're…"

"Maureen? What are you talking about?" Mark questioned not looking at the TV to see what was happening. Maureen turned his head towards the screen.

"They have a gun; we have to get there and fast."

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"Angel, Collins, Joanne, Sara, Roger! Get here right now!" Mimi screamed and turned up the volume on the TV she pointed towards the TV as the rest of them ran into the room.

"Mimi Marquez! What is it?" Angel questioned and looked at the screen. "Oh mi dios! Natasha!"

"Who is that girl next to her?" Joanne questioned as she threw on her jacket. She threw everybody else their jackets, "Come on everybody we have to get there. I'm positive that Mark and Maureen are already there."

"Oh mi dios!" Mimi repeated what Angel said and Angel patted Mimi's shoulder gently, "This is my entire fault."

"No Mimi, this isn't your fault. It's just that some people are really twisted and these people are those people, if that made sense." Angel kissed her temple and hugged her before joining hands with Collins and rushing out the door. Mimi stood there for a second and looked at the ground. Roger grabbed her hand and they ran out together.

"Don't worry Mimi; I'm sure that Natasha will be okay."

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Maureen ran to the building and stood across the street from it. She looked at her precious daughter and a five-year-old girl sitting tied up with guns to their heads. Mark was standing next to her and the two men did not seem to notice them. Natasha opened her eyes and saw her mother and father standing down there looking at them. She couldn't tell what they were saying but knew they were talking. They were together again. Natasha knew that when her mother fell into her fathers' arms.

"Oh my god Mark, they're going to kill her." Mark kissed her softly to just make her worries disappear for a second. "What was that for?"

"Nothing," Mark said and kissed her cheek, "Just because."

"Mark! Stop thinking about that and notice that our daughter is in danger!" Mark smiled slightly at that comment. She had said 'our' meaning that she wasn't mad at him anymore. Mark sighed and looked up at Natasha and the girl. He looked around and saw that there was a crowd forming and there were cameras everywhere. Police were there also. Joanne, Sara, Collins, Angel, Mimi, and Roger ran up to Mark and Maureen.

"Hey guys, we came as soon as we heard." Joanne said and wrapped an arm around Maureen. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think I'm fine." Maureen started to sob, "Are you kidding me? My daughter has a gone to her head and she might be killed! Do you think that I'm okay?"

"It's going to be okay honey." Angel said, stepping forward, "I'm sure they're not that twisted."

"I wouldn't be that sure." Mark said and pointed to one of the guys who was speaking.

"We will not kill these children if you just give us what you want."

"What do you want?" A police man yelled and the man took a step forward.

"Mark Cohen." Maureen looked over at Mark. Mark looked paler then ever and was starring at the man who had said his name.

"Mark? You know these guys?" Mark looked at them more closely but didn't see anything that showed him any clues to who these people were. They were wearing ski masks and were dressed in all black.

"I don't know them." He said and Maureen clasped her hands together.

"You better give them what they want."

"Reen…"

"Were you planning this?" Maureen questioned and Mark shook his head.

"Of course not! Maureen, do you think that I wanted this to happen to Natasha?" He shook his head in disbelief before walked over to the police man.

"I'm Mark Cohen." He said and the police man looked over at him. He yelled up to the guys.

"Mark Cohen is here… What do you want him to do?"

"We want him to come up here."

The police man turned to Mark, "We'll send you up and we'll come up after you… Got it?" The police man gave Mark something that Maureen couldn't see. She paced back and fourth and closed her eyes as she leaned against Mimi. Mark walked into the Life Café with a little wave to everybody else. Maureen opened her eyes as she watched the police man walk in after her. She heard voices.

"I'm here… What do you want-?"

BANG!

Maureen opened her eyes to watch Mark's body fall. She started to sob as she ran up to the Life Café before anybody else could stop her. She head more 'bangs' before there was a wave of silence. She ran up the stairs pushing past everybody else to Mark's fallen body. His breathing was ragged and it was like he wasn't alive. She looked over at Natasha who was also crying. The police men had the two men chained up – and they were also shot. Natasha rushed over to her mother with the small girl behind her. They had been freed from the tape that had chained them up.

"Markie… No Markie – please… I love you."

End of Chapter 13

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