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Sam walked up to me and slapped me across the face.

"Bitch!" he hissed.

"I'm getting pretty used to that," I snapped, tears now smudged across my face.

"How did she get away?" he asked.

"She untied herself," I tried to explained.

"Why did she leave without you?"

"I want at least one women influencing my children," I sniffled.

"You've changed Sara, you definitely would not have cracked this easily 11 years ago," Sam stated.

"Well, 11 years ago I wasn't a wife and a mother of 4. And a person does change after having a child, I definitely grew up a lot, and so did Nick," I explained. "Surely, you changed after your little girl was born?"

"I did," he replied. "She was a lot like Ava."

"Smart and strong willed?"

Sam nodded.

"I want to know the truth Sam, did you kill her and your wife?" I asked.

Sam sighed as he sat down on the table. "No, I didn't kill them."

"Well then, I'm sorry for ever thinking you did," I sniffled.

"You were just doing your job," he nodded. "I'm the one who should be saying sorry to you, well maybe Ava, she didn't dissever to be kidnapped."

"Let me go Sam. Let's both walk away from this and forget it ever happened. I'm not gonna tell anyone, no one needs to know," I tried reasoning with him.

"I wish I could," he said.

"Why can't you? Is someone else pulling the strings?" I questioned.

"No, I just planned this to much to not go through with it," he said.

"You're not doing very well though, Catherine's gone and now it's just me," I pointed out.

"You're the important one," he argued.

I nodded and cleared my throat. Tears began to build in my eyes but this time I refused to let them go.

Suddenly there was a loud thud from upstairs, followed by, what sounded like the front door crashing open.

"Sara?" I heard Nick yell.

Sam's face fell, and he didn't seem to know what to do. I did, I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Nick, I'm here!"

Sam lunged at me. He tried to cover my mouth but I wasn't giving up this time without a fight. The sound of at least 2 people thumping down the concrete stairs ringed in my ears, and the tears exploded from my eyes when I saw that Nick was rescuing me yet again.

Warrick pulled Sam off me and flung him at the floor. Nick came to me and started untying me. I had never been more happy to see him in my entire life.

"Honey, you okay?" he asked. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"

I shook my head. "I'm okay now."

A few seconds later I was wrapping my arms round him, all the thoughts of the previous months gone. I was so relieved. But how had they found me so quick? To be honest, I really didn't care.

"Thank you," I whispered to Nick as we pulled out of our hug. Then, surprisingly, I kissed him.

Warrick wanted a hug next. His sigh was almost deeper than mine. At first I didn't know why, then I remembered. Catherine.

"Is Cath okay? Have you found her?" I asked.

"Yeah, she led us to you," he smiled.

"Thank God," I sniffled.

"Let's get you to a hospital," Nick said.

"No, I'm fine, I just want to go home," I insisted.

"You are going to the hospital, whether you like it or not," Nick argued.

I rolled my eyes at his persistence, and he just smiled at me. I was starting to forgive him, but what I really wanted was for him to forgive me for all my false allegations.

Warrick was about to start walking back up the stairs when he turned round to see an empty floor. Sam was gone. He gulped hard and froze to the spot.

"Um, we seem to have lost Sam," he said slowly.

"What?" I snapped.

"How could we loose him?" Nick asked.

"I don't know. He was there a second ago, I swear," Warrick shrugged his shoulders.

"He couldn't have gone far," Nick pointed out.

"Wait if you're here then who's at home with the kids?" I asked.

"Shit!" Nick exclaimed.

"You don't think?" Warrick asked.

"I'd bet you any amount of money," Nick said firmly.

"Come on then, let's get there first," I said as I ran up the stairs and outside to the car.

"Oh Sara," Catherine sighed then smiled when she saw me come out the house, but her smile turned into a frown when she saw the anger in my eyes. "Where's the fire?"

"Sam's going to our house, where the kids are alone," I said, trying to maintain my cool.

"Seriously? This is way to much action for one day," Greg stated.

"Tell me about it," I sighed.

"Now what are you doing?" Nick asked as he and Warrick stepped outside.

"Is anyone coming?" I asked sarcastically as I got in the back of Nick's car.

"Just try and stop me," Greg smiled as he sat down in the car next to me.

"Shuffle over, I'm coming too," Catherine insisted.

"No, you're not," I argued.

"Sara, we were flirted with, hit on, tied up, and kidnapped by this idiot who wanted revenge. But you know what? Now I want revenge," Catherine raised her eyebrows at me.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Get in, then."

"Thank you."

I slid over to the middle and was soon sandwiched between Greg and Catherine.

"Well, isn't this cosy," I asked sarcastically.

"I'm driving," announced Nick.

"Well, put your foot down," I demanded.

"We'll make it Sar," Nick insisted.

I so hoped he was right. I would have cried again, but I didn't have time. My babies were all I could think about and all I had time to think about, that and the never ending road.

"Why did I fall for his lies?" I thought.

Sam had said he was sorry for kidnapping Ava and now he was going to my house to do God knows what to her and her younger siblings, why did I believe him? He seemed so genuine, and not the type of genuine that can be acted. I always had a habit of trusting and believing people who have a history of lying.

Meanwhile:

"Maddie what have you broken now?" Ava yelled after she heard a smash coming from Maddie's bedroom. "Mum's gonna kill you."

Ava didn't get a reply.

"Maddie, you okay?" she shouted.

Still no reply.

Ava decided Maddie was probably just ignoring her, too embarrassed to admit she'd broken something else in her room. Ava sighed as she started walking up to see what Maddie had done this time, leaving Isla and Dylan watching The Little Mermaid in the living room.

"Maddie," Ava shouted as she got to the top step. "Just tell me what you've broken, mum won't be that angry."

Maddie still wasn't reply. Strange. So Ava went to her door, and before she opened it could here voices coming from inside.

"Maddie, who are you…?" she asked as she walked in to find a man grabbing her 8 years old sister.

"Please, Mr Reynolds, don't hurt me," Maddie begged.

"Sam?" Ava asked in disbelief, and she slyly slipped her hand into the top drawer of the dresser in hall to reach for a gun that she wasn't suppose to know about.

"No, this is my teacher," Maddie protested.

"Maddie, he might be you teacher but he's actually Sam Patterson," Ava argued as she kept the hand she held the gun in hidden behind her back.

"I'm surprised you know who I am Ava," Sam smiled.

"Well I do. Let go of Maddie," she demanded.

"Nah, I don't think so," he smirked.

"What the hell do you want?" she asked.

"Funny, your mother said exactly the same thing."

"Mum asked that, when?" Ava questioned.

"That's for me to know, and for you to find out," he smirked and covered Maddie's mouth.

"Watch it!" Ava yelled. "Hurt her and you're dead."

"Big words from a small person," he stated.

"I mean it, put her down," Ava demanded again.

Sam shook his head sarcastically, at about the same time when Maddie started wriggling to get away from his tight grip.

"I wouldn't do that, if I was you," Sam whispered in Maddie's ear.

"Sam, put Maddie down and lets talk, I haven't seen you in 10 years," Ava smiled.

"Stop asking now, you're gonna make me mad," Sam stated. "And you would hate to see me mad."

"Is that right?" Ava asked as she'd had enough of his smirks and pointed the gun at him.

Sam started to laugh. "Seriously? Where did you get that from, Dylan's toy box?"

"It's real," Ava insisted.

"Sure it is," he smirked. "If it's so real shoot me."

Ava gulped, that had crossed her mind. But the anxiety of holding a fully loaded gun was slowly getting to my 10 year old.

"Are you shaking?" Sam asked.

"No."

"You're nervous, bet you've never even held a gun before," Sam said.

"So what if I haven't, doesn't take much to pull this trigger," Ava said, trying to sound braver than she was.

"Fine," he said, dropping Maddie on the floor as he throw his hands in the air. "Shoot me, I dare you."

Ava sighed.

"Do it Ava, I know you want to," Sam was starting to antagonise her.

"Don't make me have too," she said.

Sam laughed again. "You think you're so smart, don't you? Bet you don't have the guts to pull that trigger."

"I do," Ava protested.

"Go on then. Shoot me," Sam shrugged.

Ava didn't move.

"Shoot me!"

Ava started to push slightly harder on the trigger.

"Suit yourself," he sighed as he leaned down to grab Maddie who had been to scared to leave.

Ava wasn't gonna let alone ever touch Maddie again. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. A loud sharp bang echoed throughout the house. And we even heard it outside, as Nick drove the car into the driveway.

Thank you for reading. How was it? Was it too dramatic? I really hope not, but I know it kinda was. Review anyway.