A/N: Thank you, everybody, once again for all the reviews! I know this chapter is late, but it was because I was writing a Pretty Little Liars Thanksgiving one-shot. If anyone watches that show, you should definitely check out that story. I'd appreciate it. :) Now, I'm back to writing this story. Enjoy this chapter! :)

Chapter Sixteen

Be With Me

Rebecca was beyond panicking as she desperately tried get Adam on the phone again. She'd forgotten how many times she hit redial, but her fingers were shaking and her eyes were blurring over with tears. She kept trying to convince herself that this would be the time Adam picked up. He had to answer, he just had to. Rebecca sniffed back the tears, so that she could stay focused. It was then that a hand covered her own, the one that was clutching her phone. She looked up into her brother's green eyes that were full of worry and concern for her.

Ty gently pried her fingers off the phone and took it from her. Rebecca looked at him, her eyes narrowed in confusion, wondering what he was doing. Her son was missing and the only way to find him was to get Adam back on the phone. She didn't know why Ty would try to stop her from getting her son back.

"Ty, what are you doing?" Rebecca asked him. She ran her sleeve over her eyes to get rid of the tears. "I have to call Adam back. He knows where AJ is!"

Ty took her by the shoulders, trying to get her to look at him. "Becky, what did he say?" he questioned her, enunciating each word.

Rebecca took a deep breath, recalling the words Adam had spoken to her before he'd hung up the phone. It wasn't that hard, those same words had been playing on a loop in her head. "He said, 'We're waiting for you.' That's all." she explained. "Ty, he has AJ. I know it. I just have to find out where..."

She drifted off, the wheels in her brain turning.

"Becky, what is it?" Ty asked her, seeing the look on her face. He dropped his hands back down to his sides.

Rebecca turned away from her brother, still thinking. "I know where they are," she whispered, mostly to herself. "I know where Adam is keeping AJ!" Then, without another word, Rebecca took off at a run.

Ty reacted instantly and ran after her. "Becky, where are you going?!" he called after her again. He grabbed a hold of her, forcing them both to a stop. "Where are you going?"

"I have to get to my son," Rebecca was shaking her head, barely looking at Ty. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but he held on. "I don't have my car! Ty, I need your keys, please! I have to get to AJ!"

"Rebecca, you're not going anywhere by yourself," Ty told her, his voice loud so that it would get through to her. "Now, tell me where you think Adam is."

Finally, Rebecca looked up at her brother, her eyes wide with worry and fear. Her voice was quiet as she said, "My house."

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"No, absolutely not," Jack said matter-of-factly, after Rebecca had finished telling him and everybody else her theory of where Adam was hiding with AJ. It had taken Ty a couple of minutes to convince her to come inside the ranch house and discuss this with everybody. She had calmed down significantly, but she was still anxious, wanting to leave right now and go get her son. "No one is going near that maniac. We're calling the police." Jack started to reach for the phone.

Panic gripped Rebecca as she snatched the phone off its' cradle before Jack could take it. "No, we can't!" she exclaimed, clutching the phone to her chest. "If Adam thinks we called the police, he'll take AJ and run. He called me because he still trusts me and he wants something from me. I have to go. It's the only way I can ensure AJ's safety."

"What about your safety?" Ty asked Rebecca. "I'm sorry, Becky, but I'm not letting you go up there alone."

"Yeah, I second that," Caleb agreed, from where he sat in one of the armchairs. Rebecca met his gaze across the room, remembering the last time he and Adam were in the same room together. She wasn't willing to put him, or anyone else, in that position again. It was time that she dealt with the Adam problem head on, instead of running away from it.

"Well, I don't think anyone should be going up there either," Lou spoke up from where she sat on one end of the couch. Katie was sitting on her lap, holding still as her mother brushed her hair for her afternoon kindergarten class. "We should let the police handle this."

Rebecca backed up a step and then another, shaking her head. She was still clutching the phone to chest, her hands starting to ache from her tight grip, but she didn't dare put the phone down. They weren't going to agree to let her go. They would rather risk getting the police involved and allowing Adam to run off with her son. No, she couldn't let that happen. Rebecca didn't need their permission anyway, she was going to bring her son home herself.

"Let's hold on for a second," Ty said, after seeing Rebecca's movements. "Maybe Rebecca's right. If Adam finds out that we called the police, he's going to feel betrayed and who knows what he's going to do to AJ then."

Rebecca blanched, having not thought of the possibility of Adam hurting AJ. Nausea churned in the pit of her stomach and she swallowed hard to keep it down. Adam wouldn't hurt AJ, his own son, not with the police looking for him, right? Rebecca tried to believe that, but she couldn't help but remind herself that she had once believed that Adam would never take AJ away from her. She couldn't believe how wrong she was about that.

"Well, that's something to consider," Jack replied. Then, after observing the apparent silent communication between Ty and Caleb, added, "But no one is going on a suicide mission, and that is exactly what it would be if you two get yourselves involved."

"It doesn't have to be," Rebecca suggested. A plan was slowly unfurling in her head, a plan that she hoped would insure the safe outcome of her son and everybody she had come to care for and love.

Ten minutes later, Rebecca had explained her plan and everyone seemed to agree with it. Though, Jack still had some reservations as did Lou, but Ty promised that they would call the police if things got out of control. Lou took Katie into the kitchen to get some lunch before she went to school. Jackson was on the floor with his toy motorcycle going through some of Katie's toys and Lily had crawled into Amy's lap with one of Katie's dolls awhile ago.

Now, Amy looked at Ty, worry already knotting itself in the pit of her stomach. Moving Lily to the couch, Amy stood up and walked over to him. Ty looked over at her as she approached, and he must have sensed that she was worried because he gave her a reassuring smile. Amy tried to smile back, but she wasn't sure how well she succeeded. She took Ty's hand and pulled him away from everybody else, so they could have a little privacy.

"I don't like the idea of you facing that creep again," Amy admitted, looking down at the entwined hands. "But I know there's nothing I can say that will stop you from going."

"The idea of Becky going alone to meet Adam sickens me, and she's right, if we get the police involved now that will only tip him off." Ty said. "But if you really don't want me to go, I won't."

Amy smiled at him, loving him for putting her feelings above everyone else. "As much I really want to tell you to stay right now, I know that would be selfish of me. And, I wouldn't be able to look at myself if something happens to that little boy or your sister. You have to go."

Ty didn't say anything, he just pulled her into a hug, his arms wrapping firmly around her. Amy rested her head on his shoulder, molding her body to his. She felt him press his lips to her temple and she closed her eyes, breathing in his familiar scent.

"Promise me, you'll come back to us," Amy said quietly.

Ty pulled back a little and lifted her chin with his finger, so that she was looking him in the eye. "I promise," Ty told her. "Nothing can or ever will keep me from you or our family."

The distance between them closed again, this time their lips sealing together. The kiss was short, but sweet. Ty's hands were pressed to her back, keeping her there next to him, where she belonged. Amy didn't want the kiss to end, but she distinctly heard the sound of little footsteps coming toward them and then a little voice.

"Daddy leavin?"

Amy and Ty broke apart and looked down at their son, who was staring up at them with his big, green eyes. "'oo leavin?" Jackson asked again.

Ty let go of Amy and picked his son up in his arms. "Yeah, but only for a little bit," he told him. "You be good for mommy, ok?"

"Ok," Jackson said, and he put his little arms around his daddy's neck and squeezed him as hard as he could. Amy smiled at them as she rubbed circles on her son's back.

"Daddy, don't go!" Lily exclaimed, catching wind of what was going on. She jumped down off the couch, the doll forgotten, and ran as fast as she could to Ty. She grabbed a hold of Ty's leg, pressing her face to his jeans.

Ty laughed and handed Jackson to Amy. He knelt down in front of his daughter, prying her arms from around his leg as he did. "I'll come back really fast, ok?" he reassured his daughter. "Before you close your eyes to go to sleep tonight."

"I gonna miss 'oo," Lily said, melting Ty's heart.

Ty pulled her into his arms. "I'm going to miss you, too," he replied. "I'll be thinking of you the whole time." He glanced up at Amy, a promise in his eyes. Nothing would keep him from his family, not as long as he could help it.

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Rebecca took a deep breath as she walked up the familiar front walk to the one-story house she had once shared with Adam. She wasn't even inside yet and the memories were already flooding her mind with vivid images. The scratched mailbox was still hanging by its' hinges, making a loud creaking noise every time the wind blew it. The flower hedges were as pathetic now as they were back then, albeit overgrown, causing Rebecca to suck back a laugh. They had never been good at keeping up on the yard work, but they had tried.

Finally, Rebecca stepped up onto the front stoop of the house, her pulse jumping like a jackrabbit inside her. She risked a glance behind her to where Ty and Caleb were sitting in a car a little ways down the street, but they still had a good view of the house. Rebecca pulled out her phone and quickly dialed Ty's number.

"I'm going in," Rebecca whispered into the phone before Ty could say anything.

"Be careful," was all Ty said.

Putting the call on speaker-phone, Rebecca slid the phone back into her pocket. Now, it didn't feel like she was alone anymore, knowing Ty and Caleb were only a press of a button away. Taking a deep breath, Rebecca knocked twice on the light oak front door. At first, nothing happened, so she knocked again. This time, Rebecca heard footsteps on the other side and the door clicked open.

The door open slowly, but stopped halfway and there was Adam. He wore jeans and a grey pullover with a grin as big and as feral as a bobcat. "Becky," The way he said her name sent a shiver down her spine and froze her blood. "You came."

Adam stepped back to allow her to come inside, and closed the door quickly behind her when she did. The room was dark, which made Rebecca think that the electric had been shut off for lack of payment. It didn't matter though, she had a good picture of what the room looked like as she if it had only been yesterday she was living here and by what she could make it out, it hadn't changed. The worn, old couch was still pressed up against the windows with the blank television set sitting on a wooden table in front of it. A crooked bookshelf stood against the wall by the entrance to kitchen at the back of the house.

Rebecca hadn't realized that she had wandered further into the room, she was trying too hard to block the sudden influx of memories. She didn't realize how quiet it had gotten inside the house or even that Adam had seemed to disappeared. Until she felt a sharp blow to the back of her head, multicolored circles swarm in front of her eyes and she wobbled on her feet. Rebecca thought she had kept her balance until she felt the rough, scratchy carpet against her cheek. Then, everything went black.

~OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

Rebecca came to a little while later, how long she wasn't sure, but the way the sunlight was drifting through the windows, she'd guess that it was late afternoon. She recognized where she was with only one glance around. It was the bedroom she and Adam had once shared. Rebecca was lying on the bed with it's light blue comforter and mound of pillows. She shot bolt upright and her head screamed in pain. Gasping, she put her hand to the back of her head. There was no blood, but she would probably have a bump there later.

After the pain and queasiness subsided, Rebecca stumbled off the bed and rushed to the door. It took two failed attempts of tugging on the doorknob for her to realize that it was locked. She sagged against the door for a moment and then glanced over at the windows. Not wasting another second, Rebecca raced over to the windows and tugged on both of them. They were either stuck or locked, either way they weren't opening. Rebecca looked futilely around the room, desperation filling her entire being. Her son was in this house, and she had to find him.

"Adam!" Rebecca yelled, anger mixing with her desperation. "Adam, where are you?!"

Rebecca didn't expect a quick response, but that's exactly what happened. The bedroom door opened and Adam slunk in just like the poisonous snake he was. He closed the door behind him and leaned against. Grinning sardonically, he pressed a finger to his lips.

"Quiet, baby," Adam admonished her, his voice low. "You'll disturb the neighbors, and you remember how annoyed they can get."

"Don't call me that," Rebecca told him forcefully. "Where's AJ?"

"Don't worry, he's in his room with some toys I found in the closet," Adam explained. "He really is a great kid."

Rebecca swallowed hard as Adam walked closer to her. "No thanks to you," she spat at him.

Adam didn't even show a hint of hurt. "I'm disappointed, Becky," he said instead. For the first time, Rebecca saw that he was holding something. Adam held it up and saw that it was an iphone inside a silver case. Her eyes widened when she dug into her pockets and came up empty. "You actually thought you could pull a fast one on me. I asked you to come alone! How many people are waiting outside?!"

"No...no one," Rebecca lied, her eyes downcast.

In one fast, blurred motion, Adam was in front of her, his hand at her throat. A small gasp escaped her lips as she felt his fingers press into her skin. "I don't believe you," he seethed. His voice was like venom in her ear and she was shaking with terror. Tears were pricking the corner of her eyes, but she told herself she wasn't going to cry. She had to stay strong to make sure her son made it out this, no matter what happens to her.

"Now, who did you tell?" Adam asked again.

Only a squeak of air passed through her lips as she shook her head lightly. Adam let out a growl, and threw Rebecca to the floor. She kept her lips pressed tight together so that no sound escaped them. Her son was somewhere in this house and Rebecca wasn't going to be the one to alert him to what was going on. For now, AJ was safe, but was she?

A/N: I know another cliffhanger, how could I? Blah, blah, blah...just kidding! Please review, it just may make me post faster. :)