Ok I figure you waited long enough I can give in and give you this. It's Chapter 13.

Chapter 13: Oh My God.

Nick grabbed the ringing cell phone out of his pocket. Prying they had found the girls. It was His mom.

"Hi ma I can't really talk right now I'm working a vary important case." He got interrupted.

"I know I just got off the phone with Sara she's worried about you, thinking maybe you no what its like to be just a little helpless." Mrs. Stokes sighed lightly "Your helping Greg with his grief right?"

"Yes mom I reassure him every time I see him. We are all upset that it was The Twins that got taken. Sad but happy that we know they will be ok and this will end with them. That basted has taken his last child."

"Nick I didn't know you felt so strongly about this."

"Sorry mom, I didn't mean to swear. I just.. I know them, I've never known the." He shuddered trying not to say victim.

"It's ok Sweetie, I understand. You love them, its your family that jerk has stolen. You'd pay anything to get them back."

"Yeah mom I got to get some things from my house and I get bad reception up there can I call you back later?"

"Of coarse, baby. I just wanted to see how you were. I'll talk to you later love you."

"Love you, too mom." Nick flick his phone shut it, opened it again dialed his house number to check his messages.

Greg sat on the Kayla's bed, he whipped his eye's on a Kleenex. Nick sat down next to him. He hugged Greg close to him and pulled him down on the bed to cuddle.

"Can I tell you something?" Nick looked down at Greg's face.

"if it supposed to make me feel better about this then, no."

"its not about that. I don't know how to say it."

"Nicky, what every its just say it. I can handle anything you throw at me."

"I love you" Nick blurted out.

"I love you, too." Greg turned so he was facing Nick. He cuddled against nick's chest.

"What are we gunna do?"

Before Greg could answer, His phone rang he flipped it opened.

"Sanders."

"we got an address you and Nick need to get back here now." Catherin demanded.

*****************Kiyla and Kayla's Where House****************

The man drew a knife from some where on his person. He slashed it across Kiyla's stomach, she was to close to move in time. She toke the blow full on, it cut her about 2" above her naval, slicing her shirt open in the process. (An: measurements in American.) She dropped to the floor, regaining her hearing somewhere in the fall. She could hear Kayla scream, the man rolled out from under Kiyla. Then another Gunshot.