Hey everyone! Finally updating. I have been writting this for the past 3 hours and it's way past midnight. Hope everyone's new years is going well and so I'm going to dedicate this chapter to the new year. Please let it be a good one!

'I love you'

The words echoed through my mind as I suddenly awoke with a bad feeling.

'Save me. I'm sorry…'

Even more words that I never thought suddenly rolled around in my head.

"Henri," I whispered though the night. I quickly stood up and ran to her tent not caring about anything else.

"Henri?" My voice had cut though the night like a knife as I entered her tent.

"Mr. Jones?" A groggily voice came back at me that wasn't Henri's. I turned on the lights and looked for any signs of Henri.

But there was nothing. Her bed was perfectly made with my father's hat sitting next to her bedside. A note was left in her place.

"Where's the fire?" Allen inquired as I all but ran to Henri's bed. As fast as human hands could, I opened the envelope and unfolded the note inside. I began reading and I could feel my face falling.

"Mr. Jones, what is the matter? Where is Henri?"

Dear Henry Jones the III,

You should have left as soon as we told you to. Alas you did not and our job was made easier. We have Henry if you haven't figured that out by now and you can have your brat back after you help us with a little something. We can't tell you until you come out to Half-Rock. If you don't know where it is, it's right above that stupid Native American cave you came looking for. Meet us there before noon and you'll daughter will survive a little longer. Better hurry, time will soon run out.

Yours truly,

The Loners

I held out the note to Allen and he took it eagerly. The Loners. It was Victor's gang name. He took my daughter. I could feel tears registering in my eyes thinking about what they were doing to her. They could be beating her or touching her in ways that made me feel sick to my stomach. But even worse they could be ra…

"No," Allen's voice took me away from my thoughts. "They can't and they won't. Not Hen, please." He was begging to an invisible force for someone he just met hours before. He had feelings for her, he talk to her in ways no one else had; he connected with her on a level not even my father could reach. He didn't want to lose her and neither did I. I shook off the tears welling in my eyes and ran out of the tent.

Allen followed me close behind as we walked to my father's tent. I flicked on the lights and he stirred.

"Ugh…" He mumbled, "Morning already."

"No it isn't" I quickly responded.

"Then why the heck did you wake me up at 2 in the morning?" He grumbled as he sat up. "What can't wait till morn…"

"Victor took Henri." I quickly cut to the chase.

"What?" He exclaimed. Allen handed him the note which he quickly read.

"I told you this was going to happen." He stood up and tried to begin lecturing me.

"Save it Dad. I feel bad enough already. Allen go wake up your father I need to talk to mine." Allen quickly raced to his father's tent.

"I can't believe I was this stupid to let this happen." I muttered under my breath.

"I can," My father cut in. I gave him a stern look. "I know, not helping."

"No. You're right. This is the stupidest thing I have ever done and now it's going to cost me the one thing in my life that I have pushed off for so long."

"It's okay, we will get her back." My father was trying to reassure me but it wasn't working.

"I can't lose her now, not when I am so close…" I was beginning to shake as tears fell from my eyes. My father took a comforting hand and put it around me, lowering me drown to his bed.

"Shhhh…it's okay." He kept repeating while rubbing my back until the tears subsided.

At that moment, Allen and Collin walked back into the tent. It was obvious that Allen had the same emotion thing I did with his eyes being pink like the room I knew Henri couldn't stand.

(Flash Back)

I walked down the hall heading to my office with papers in hand.

"This room disgusts me," An 11 year old Henri spoke thinking she was unobserved. "I mean whose idea was it to give me a room with frills all over the place?"

I laughed to myself and continued down the hallway. I knew it was her grandmother's for she had always wanted a little girl.

(End of FB)

"So what is the plan?" Collin wondered.

"I'm going to find Henri and bring her back." I thought out loud.

"So what are we suppose to do?" My dad asked.

"The three of you can take the kids back home. We don't need anyone else being hurt. Pack up and get the heck out of here. I'll meet up with you after I find Henri."

"I'm coming with you." I father inputted.

"No. Henri is my daughter and my responsibility. This is my fault so I am going to fix it."

"But what if you run into trouble?" Allen questioned.

"Then I'll come up with another plan. I'm going to pack a few of Hen's things and head out. I want her back as soon as possible."

"Let me help you." My father and I stood up and walked out together. We grabbed Henri's bag along with two changes of clothing and her notebook. We didn't know so we planned for the unimaginable.

"Please be careful. Collin is going to wait for you at the nearest point of civilization which should only be a half an hour walk from Half-Rock. Got?" My father asked.

"Get." I repeated the line Henri had spoken to me only hours before. "Thanks."

"What have I done now?"

"For being there all this time for Hen. For being the father I never was to her."

"My father was the same way with me. He ignored me, always caught up in looking for that Grail. We became close right at the end. I felt like we didn't have enough time to actually be 'Father and Son' but he did and loved me. He didn't say it to me all those empty years but when we found something to come together in, we found that love we had missed out on for so long. Don't wait until the end with her. Start the moment you see her to the moment you take your last breath. I want to know that you two are a father and daughter when I die. So don't push her off any longer. Understand?"

I was astounded by his words to me. "Yes I do." He pulled me into his arms and held me as tight as possible without cutting off my oxygen supply.

I pull away and looked him in the eyes to see them welling with tears. "Now go get our little girl back." He commanded me.

"I will." I grabbed a few of my own things before jumping into a jeep with Collin. We didn't speak a word until we reached a safe distance from Half-Rock.

"Be careful." Collin pleaded.

"I'll try." I held out my hand but he declined.

"Seems to final, like you're walking away to your death; so instead I'll wave you off." He smiled the same smile that he had on the day we met.

"Thanks," I nodded and waved to him. He returned the wave and drove off.

I climbed to the top of the rock with my bag in hand that held all of the things I grabbed.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Muttly?" At that point I was pretty sure I knew I hated Victor.

"Where's my daughter?" I inquired harshly.

"No small talk? That's fine but since you would like to see her why don't you let my two friends guide you to her? Shall we?" He gestured to the small opening in the rock that the two goons forcefully led me in to.

We made our way in before Victor stopped us.

"What's in the bag?"

"Just clothes," I whispered to fast.

He nodded to me and one of the goons took the sack from me. He opened it up then turned it upside down so the continents could spill out. He looked it over for a moment before giving Victor a reply.

"Nope, nothing to worry about," I gathered the things up hurriedly and continued fallowing them.

I was taken down a staircase to a heavily locked door which they opened with speed.

"This is your stop. See you in the morning." Victor sneered me out and a goon pushed me inside. The door slammed shut leaving me in a dark room. I could barely make out the outline of things and seen a door way which I entered. I flicked the light on to see it was a bathroom. I looked back into the darker room and could make out even more details from the light.

Then, there, lying on the floor was Henri. I rushed to her side and carefully picked up her limp form, holding her close to me. I brushed her hair from her face that was covered with dirt and a small amount of blood. Her clothes were ripped in many areas with blood soaked in everywhere else.

"Oh Henri," I whisper. I press a kiss to the top of her head realizing I hadn't done that since she was 2.

Her eyes fluttered open just a bit; enough so she could see me. "Dad?" she tried to speak in a voice but it only came out as a hoarse voice.

"What did they do to you?" I needed to know even though I didn't. Her eyes began to close a bit but she forced them to stay open.

"They beat me and then whipped me. It hurts," She began sobbing uncontrollably.

"Shhhh…it's okay. I've got ya. I won't let them hurt you again." I rocked her back and forth hoping to sooth her pain. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

I gently removed her clothing as she tried to stay awake. Thankfully there was a bathtub so I filled that up and placed her in there. I was careful not to make a huge deal of what I was doing; I mean what daughter wanted their father giving them a bath at the age of 15?

So after I cleaned her up, I redressed her and placed her in a bed that had been provided by my enemy number one. She was still awake when I tucked her in.

"Thanks," she murmured still fighting sleep.

"Any time," I whispered kissing her forehead. "Now rest." I took her hand in mine.

She didn't need to be told twice and quickly surrendered to the land of unconsciousness.

I sat there for a while, softly humming a song my mother would sing to me at night when I was much younger. I took of my jacket that I was wearing and made myself a makeshift pillow.

"Sweet dreams my Belle." I kissed Henri's head one more time realizing I had just called her what I called her mother; my beauty.

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