The call

I walked into the autopsy room and found myself alone.

"Owen?" I yelled as I looked around. He suddenly popped up from behind the table. I jumped, startled. "Owen you scared me."

He smiled, "Sorry, I tend to do that a lot. You were the first person other than Jack who wasn't the least bit frightened of my drunk test phase."

I laughed, "I guess I learned from the best. Ianto told me to come help you, so what are we doing?"

He sighed, "Well maybe you can get this little fellow out from under the table. We found it last night, after you went home." He pulled me along to the other side of the table where I saw a small creature cowering in the corner. It looked like a fuzzy ball of fur with eyes arms and legs and was small enough to fit in my hand.

"Is it dangerous?" I looked at it, it was so cute I could hardly see it behind dangerous but I had to ask.

"No," Owen answered, "Just injured. I'm trying to help it but it keeps running away, stupid animal."

I got on my hands and knees, "It's not stupid, just frightened. You need to show it that you won't hurt it." I looked at the creature, "Hey…Its okay, we aren't going to hurt you." I held out my hand and it started to sniff at it. It slowly limped onto my hand which I slowly pulled out. I stood up and placed it on the table. "That's it, you're okay." I smirked at Owen, "Told you."

He rolled his eyes, "Don't get all arrogant. Now let me look at it, I think its leg is broken." I mover over so he could have a look at it. It was broken. I watched as he put a tiny splint on it and put it in a cage. "We'll take him back to where we found him after dark. The splint will come off on its own." I nodded and sat down on the stairs. He looked over at me, "Are you still angry at me?"

I raised an eyebrow, "You think?"

He shook his head and walked over to the stairs. "Look," he said sitting down, "I'm sorry for what I said last night. I didn't mean it."

I pursed my lips, "You swear that you mean it?" He nodded and I smiled, "Okay."

He looked at me bewildered, "You just forgive me?"

I shrugged, "I forgave you last night, I just wanted to hear you say you were sorry."

He gawked, "That's it…" He grabbed my waist and held me still as he pinched my sides. I laughed and laughed.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry!" I screamed when I couldn't take it anymore. He stopped. "I hate you." I said glaring at him. He just laughed. "So are we even?"

He moved his head from side to side. "I don't know, you still acted very arrogant when you were right. Maybe I should teach you a lesson." I pulled my arms in front of my stomach, hiding myself. He laughed, "Alright I won't." I relaxed a bit. "Shouldn't you be in school?"

I shook my head, "I'm home schooled. I kind of dropped out a few years ago."

"That's not good. You know you should go to school."

I shrugged, "I never really liked it. I was always pushed around for not having a father." Just then my phone rang. I answered it without thinking. "Hello?"

"Hello Zorah." My eyes went wide and I was about hang up. "You won't hang up if you know what's good for you. Tell me Zorah, where are you right now?"

"Why in the hell would I tell you?"

"Because I'm your dad and I told you to, and because I know where you and your mother live. Tell me where you are right now."

I sighed, "I'm at work."

"Where's work?"

I racked the back of my mind for anything, "I'm at the mall."

"Good girl, I'll see you there." He hung up and I threw my phone to the other end of the room. I jumped up and ran out of the room.

"Jack!" Owen ran after me and tried to grab me back before I ran into the door. As I was about to hit the door to Jack's office when it opened and I crashed into Ianto instead.

"Zorah, what's wrong?"

"Where-where's Jack?"

"He's out on business." I sighed in frustration.

I ran down the hall and into Gwen's office, "Gwen I need your com!" she handed it to me looking confused. I put it in my ear and tapped it on. "Jack? Are you there?"

I heard static and then a voice, "Zorah? Did I even give you a com?"

"No, it is Gwen's but listen this is important. You have to finish whatever you're doing and go to my house."

"Why, Zorah what's going on?"

I looked at my shaking hands, "Um…I did something really stupid and now you have to go get my mother out of my house before he figures out I lied."

The line went silent. Suddenly Jack sounded very angry, "Who is he? Zorah who were you talking to and what did you lie about?"

I fiddled with my hands, "I, um… I kind of answered my phone without thinking and it was my dad. He said that he knew where mom and I lived and told me to tell him where I was and I said I was at work and he asked me where work is and I said that I worked at the mall. He is going to find me right now and if he's not bluffing about know here my house is he might hurt my mom when he finds out I lie and Jack you have to help me!"

"Hey, it's okay, calm down Zorah. You and Owen go to your house, I give you permission to take my gun from my desk, and stay with your mom until I get there. Okay?"

"Okay, get there soon, please I don't trust my dad, even though I never knew him."

"I will, now go." I taped off the com and handed it back to Gwen.

I ran out and back to Jack's office. I fumbled around in the desk until I found the gun and his car keys; he had obviously used his manipulator.

"Zorah what on earth are you doing?" Owen was out of breath from running around after me.

I tossed him the keys, "You drive, I tell you where to turn, get your jacket." I ran back out and down the hall.

He ran after me reluctantly, "What did you eat for breakfast, coffee?" I laughed as I ran into the autopsy room. I jumped over the railing and landed neatly on the lower floor. "Okay I'm not doing that." I looked up at him as I grabbed my phone off the floor.

"That's alright, we're leaving anyway. Come on we have to go fast." I ran back up the stairs and out the door. I went to the exit and stopped, watching the big circular block rolling lazily out of the way. When it was open I took off running again and opened the door of the car. I climbed in and opened the driver side door. "Owen hurry up and start the car!" he tossed in the keys and I shoved them into the ignition. He got in and hit the gas. "Turn left." He did and we drove at lightning speed down the highway. "Get off here." He took the off ramp and we slowed down a bit. "Why are you slowing down?"

He looked over at me and then back at the road, "There's a speed limit here you know."

I sighed, "Turn here." He turned and I saw my house at the end of the street, there was a car in the driveway. I felt my stomach sink and my heart jump into my throat. Normally someone would think nothing of it but my mother didn't own a car. "Pull over here, this is my house." I didn't wait for him to stop I just took off my seatbelt and jumped out o the car. I crossed the street and ran into the house, "Mom!" I looked around in all of the rooms but I couldn't find anyone. I came back down the stairs and I saw Owen and my mother unconscious. There was a man standing in between them.

"Hello Zorah," it was the man who had been calling me, "You know it's very bad to lie to your father. Cameron grab her." I was grabbed from behind and I screamed. I fought as much as I could but I couldn't get free. His hand came around with a rag drenched in chloroform . He put it to my face and I held my breath for as long as I could but I had to give in to the darkness.