AUTHOR'S NOTE: Writer's block is the worst :/ I've been having so many issues thinking up what to write. I know where we're going, but not how to get there. I'll write a line and then think, Fuck! Where do I go from here? Bear with me people.

So the birth of the twins is drawing ever closer. It will definitely be happening within the next two chapters. Much like our proud cenobite parents, I'm not sure what to expect with these little bundles of joy. Will they look like normal babies, or will they be mutilated from birth (obviously without any metal attachments)? We'll have to wait and see (because honestly I don't know yet myself).

Chapter 6: Barely Holding On

Victoria sat in the shadows, her hands folded over her belly. She glanced over at Leviathan, keeping sentry over His labyrinth like always. He'd been abnormally silent as of late, not answering either her own or Pinhead's questions. Considering all that was going on, His silence was disconcerting to the couple.

Victoria winced as one of the twins exerted a well -aimed kick to her spine. It was getting cramped within her womb; the twins were growing rapidly. Having just entered her eighth month of pregnancy, Victoria knew there wasn't much time before they were born. Not a minute passed when she didn't think about this and worry. She had no idea what to expect. She was the first of their kind to ever conceive, let alone give birth. Would they be normal infants or would they come out looking like their parents? She also worried about the largely unknown threat hovering over their heads. Pinhead had the cenobites tirelessly searching for Jack Merchant, but to no avail. Internet searches done by Adrian produced no information on his whereabouts. Dimitri had been missing for several weeks and they worried time was running out.

"Any luck?" Victoria asked without turning around. She always knew when Pinhead entered a room, as silently as he did so.

"I am afraid not," he replied, coming to sit beside her. She put her head on his shoulder.

I'm scared, babe," she whispered. "As much as I hate to admit it, I'm terrified, for Dimitri, for our boys."

Pinhead pulled her into his lap and encircled her with his arms.

"Fear not, my love," he soothed. "All will work out in the end."

"I hope so," she sighed. The twins began to stir again. Pinhead placed a hand over his beloved's belly.

"They grow restless," he observed.

"It won't be much longer," she said.

"I am excited for their arrival," he smiled gently. "But I worry, nonetheless. What kind of a father will a creature such as me be?"

Victoria removed herself from his embrace and turned to look him in the eyes.

"My love, you'll do fine," she assured. "Just love them as you love me."

He smiled and leaned in to kiss her.

Hurried footsteps were suddenly heard slapping against the stone floors. They turned to see Adrian barreling down the corridor towards them. He collapsed in a heap at their feet sobbing madly. He was clutching something in his hand.

"What's wrong, Ade?" Victoria said, kneeling at his side.

He muttered something she couldn't understand and handed her what he held. She gasped in shock, tears springing to her eyes. She gathered Adrian into her arms and sobbed along with him. Pinhead took the item from her hand. It was a photograph. It depicted a dilapidated room with a concrete floor. Dimitri was chained to the floor, bruised and bloodied. The resemblance to Adrian after his attack was unsettling, especially because the boy behind it all was standing over the injured man.

"Andrew's involved in this," Victoria sobbed, looking up at Pinhead. "He's the guy who beat up Adrian."

"I know, love," Pinhead said. "I have not forgotten."

He flipped over the photo and found a message scrawled on the back in red marker:

Adrian

I know you know something about the box.

Will you share with me?

Or does he die?

The decision is yours.

J. M.

"Well, this confirms our suspicion," Pinhead said. "J.M. Jack Merchant."

"They want Ade to tell them about us," Victoria said, having calmed down considerably. "But how is he supposed to contact them?"

"I don't know," Adrian said, shaking his head. "God, I don't fucking know!"

He slammed his fist into the stone floor, bloodying his knuckles. He then stormed off in the direction of Leviathan. Victoria frowned. How much longer would Adrian hold out if they didn't find Dimitri, or worse, he was killed?

"Maybe the police need to be involved," Victoria said.

"And what exactly do we tell them, Victoria?" Pinhead replied firmly. "How do we explain this, explain us?"

"I'm worried about Dimitri! I'm worried about him!" she cried, indicating Adrian, who stood staring up at Leviathan. "And what about us? What about our sons?"

Pinhead went to her and kissed her forehead.

"I won't let anything happen to any of you."

"Why won't you fucking say something? Why won't you help us? Do something, you piece of shit!" Adrian bellowed up at Leviathan. "He's gonna die protecting you, you and your stupid world! You don't even care, do you?"

Adrian picked up a piece of stray piece of stone and chucked it at the rotating deity.

"Adrian!" Victoria yelled, running to his side. She put her arms around him and he collapsed into her, sobbing hysterically.

"I-I c-can't t-take it anymore, Tor," he sputtered against her breast. "It's t-tearing me apart. I j-just w-want him in m-my arms again! I w-want to h-hold him and t-tell him everything's g-gonna be okay!"

"Oh, god, Adrian," she gasped against the top of his head, twisting her fingers into his blonde curls. "I know, but you have to be strong, for Dimitri, for me. You're breaking my heart."

They stood there for what seemed like an eternity, Victoria desperately trying to hold her friend together, Adrian clinging to her as though she were the only thing anchoring him to the ground he stood on. The twins gently nudged against their mother's belly, as though also trying to offer comfort to the broken man they'd never met. Pinhead looked on, unsure of what to do. He sighed and looked down at the picture again. Did the room look familiar? The table was gone, but yes, it was the same place. It was the very room Pinhead had held Jack hostage in as a child, to use him as bait for his father.

"Why did I not think of this?" Pinhead asked himself. He turned toward Victoria and Adrian.

"I know where they are!"

The pair looked up at the cenobite, a triumphant grin on his face.

"What?" Victoria gasped.

"His father's building. I recognize this room. I once kept Young Jack in this room with his mother in order to bait his father. How clever of him to use it for the same purpose."

"That building's been abandoned since John Merchant's death," Adrian said. "I looked it when I was searching the internet.

"But that's what makes it the perfect place," Victoria realized. "There's no one else there but them. No tenants or security or employees, no one to stumble across their handiwork."

For the first time in weeks, Adrian laughed. Tears were streaming down his face, but he laughed nonetheless…and smiled.

"We're gonna find him!" he laughed. "He's gonna be okay!"

"I must consult the rest of the Order," Pinhead said. "We must decide on a plan of action. I will find you when we are ready to procede."

He hurried off into the Labyrinth. Adrian turned to Victoria, a goofy smile plastered on his face.

"He's coming back to me," Adrian said.

"I know," Victoria said. "I'm so relieved."

ENDNOTE: This chapter turned out better than I thought. I sat here staring blankly at it, trying to make it write itself, all the while thinking God, this is gonna be a shitty chapter , but I must say that I like my little plot twist, Jack has turned the misery he once knew onto others. I actually typed the note on the photo in red, not realizing that it probably won't show up once I post it :/ Oh well… it looks good when I read it on my computer.

So I'm hoping to get the next chapter up ASAP because Victoria will probably have the twins in it. EXCITING! Coming up with names is gonna be a bitch…

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