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Chapter Four

Oh… I forgot to mention in the last chapter the reason why it took me so long to update. I've been going through a rough patch in my life and someone I cared very deeply for passed away last month. It's taken me awhile to get over it. I still don't think I'm over it but… writing helps me focus on something else besides all the crap happening in my life.

Anyways… on with the story! And as I predicted, no one guessed it! Ha ha! Still a short chapter but a quick update. Sorry for any OOCness.

Enjoy!

"Wait… what are you talking about?" the male teen asked Horatio. "No one knows about Bridgette and me."

"Until we find out who kidnapped Kyle, I'm going to post an officer outside." Horatio said.

"It seems like a red flag to me. It screams, Here we are! Kidnap us too!." Bridgette groaned. "I don't think we have anything to worry about."

Horatio looked at the teenagers, fiddling with his sunglasses. "Bridgette, Jake, I need you to listen to me."

"No one knows you're our father. Except a few people."

"Same with Kyle."

Jake rubbed his temples. "Fine, but right now we have to go. Mom's going into surgery in an hour."

Before Horatio could say anything Bridgette and Jake left. He heard the Ranger's engine come to life; the engine roared as it took off down the street.

Anna and Jamie followed closely behind the loud truck. Anna was dropped off outside the hospital's door on the third level of the parking garage. She heard the Ranger shut off. She hid behind a concrete support beam.

As the teens walked by Anna jumped out behind Bridgette. Before Bridgette could register what was going on, she felt cold steel up against her throat.

Jake stopped when he heard his sister gasp.

"Turn around… slowly." Anna commanded him.

Jake did as he was told. His eyes widened when he saw the large knife at his sister's throat.

"You're Horatio Caine's kids, right?" Anna asked, already knowing the answer.

"No," Bridgette whimpered. "Our father's Charles Stanford."

"It's true lady. He's been dead for seven years!" Jake's eyes shifted between his sister and the bloodthirsty blade.

"Don't lie to me, kids." Anna chuckled. "I'm too smart for that."

Bridgette took the heel of her left foot and quickly brought it down Anna's bare shin. Anna let out a loud scream as the skin from her shin was sliced up from Bridgette's shoe. With the blade away from her throat, her and Jake took off back towards the truck.

Jamie casually walked out in front of them, pointing a pistol at them. They stopped, focusing on the barrel of the gun.

"Now why don't you be good little kids and come with us." Jamie calmly said.

Behind them they could hear Anna hissing in pain as she limped over to them.

"Let my sister go and you can have me." Jake pleaded.

"After that little stunt she's not going anywhere." Jamie smirked.

Anna stood behind the siblings holding a gun of her own.

"Little bitch." Anna hissed as she rubbed her bloody shin.

"Calm down." Jamie said rolling his eyes. He motioned with his head for the two teens to start walking. "Alright, lets go. We have a schedule to keep to."

The teens silently obeyed, walking past Jamie. Him and Anna stayed close behind them.

Not my best chapter… sorry. At least tell me how it was. I'm working on the fifth chapter. I'm going to make a story (when this one's done) with Bridgette and Jake before this story. When they first found out that they were related.