Son
Chapter Twenty One
I put up a poll on my profile to see if anyone would like to see a sequel done for this. As of right now I have no ideas for a sequel because hahaha it never crossed my mind but since someone suggested it I could come up with one if anyone wanted one done. So vote to let me know!
Her knees wobbled as Horatio came in.
"You came." She ran over to him hugging him tightly. "I didn't think you'd come! I've never been so happy to see you before."
He gently hugged her. "Where's Jamie?"
"He was chopping at the door." Kyle grunted cradling his arm. "He must've run when he heard you coming."
"No sign of him, H." Eric said poking his head in.
Horatio carefully pulled the shaking girl away from him. "I want you to take Kyle out of here and back to the hummer."
"Jake! Jake's still down there!"
"I'll get him. Just take your brother back to the hummer and lock the doors. Got it?" He waited for her hesitant nod before going over to help Kyle up.
Kyle yelped as his bad shoulder was jostled. Bridgette pulled his good arm over her shoulders taking most of his weight. Horatio followed them out of the room having Eric go back with them.
He waited until they were out of sight before heading to the basement door. He came to a stop taking out his gun again, the door being slightly ajar. The door creaked as he pushed it open more, the stairs moaning underneath him as he slowly descended into the dark basement. (Pretty sure I used that earlier….)
"Stop right there, Caine." Jamie growled from the darkness when he reached the middle of the stairs.
Caine stopped, listening to grunting and shuffling from the farthest corner of the basement.
"Come any closer and your boy is sure to die."
"Let him go, Jamie."
Jamie chuckled. "No way Caine. I might not be able to kill all your kids anymore but I can sure as hell take one with me still."
Horatio frowned not low enough to see into the room. He glanced over noticing he was however to see the window. He risked another step down freezing as he heard the gun cock and Jake grunt.
"Really Caine? You're willing to risk your son's life to get to me? That's pretty ballsy."
He frowned looking at the reflection of the room, now able to see Jamie. His anger rose as he was Jake barely being able to hold himself up. He probably would've fallen had Jamie's arm not been locked tightly around his throat. The gun was pressed roughly against Jake's skull.
"What have you got to lose, dad?" Jake chuckled weakly. "We both know I'm not getting out of here alive."
Jamie tightened his hold around his neck getting another grunt from the teen. His hands weakly tried to loosen his hold to no avail.
"Go ahead and come down. He's cornered. He kills me and he's dead, too."
Horatio frowned seeing he could bounce the bullet off the window sill and hit Jamie. It was a long shot…
"Tell Bridgette, I'm sorry."
"You know what?" Jamie growled. "This has gone on long enough."
A shot rang out.
So I say it has 1-2 more chapters left. And again vote on the poll if I should make a sequel. Until the next time…