This is for you reading, Just a warning, this part describes what exactly happened.
Margie, she was in her house but it didn't feel like her house it didn't feel safe and warm. Nell was in her arms crying and somewhere to her side she could hear her boys yelling and screaming. She glanced over her shoulder, a woman she didn't know was trying to pick Aaron up. The other boys were kicking and hitting her to make her stop. She wanted to help but then she realised there was a man there too and he was coming straight at her. Fear gripped her body and she started moving backwards, a bad idea, soon she was against the wall with nowhere to go. The man came up against her, so close she could smell his breath, feel his body against hers.
"Give me the girl and you won't get hurt." He told and he tried to pull Nell from her arms.
"No," She held her girl as tight as she could, so tight she was probably hurting her but she didn't want this man to take her.
"I said give her to me and you won't get hurt." He hissed the words through clenched teeth and pulled out a large knife. He ran the knife down the side of her face, not hard enough to cut, just enough so she could feel the blade. "Will you give her to me?" As he said the words he took half a step back, just enough room for her to move. Her instinct told her to run but she only got half a step before the man closed in on her and she felt the knife slam into her side. The impact, the pain, for a moment it took her breath away and her muscles tensed. She squeezed Nell tighter to her chest and the man pushed her back against the wall.
"I told you, you'd get hurt." The man told her, evil dripping off his voice. "Now give her to me or I'll do it again."
"No," She shook her head, there was no way she going to just give this man her daughter.
"Very well," and then he slammed the knife into her again. This time low, close to her pelvis, she felt the knife go in and thrust upwards. The pain was unbearable and she felt herself begin to feel dizzy. As he pulled the knife out he gave her a wicked smile and then pushed her to the ground.
She tried to protect Nell as she fell, she landed hard jarring her whole body. It hurt but the adrenalin was pumping through her, her flight instinct took hold and she began trying to flee again. She tried to stand but the room was spinning, she crawled along the ground, the man let her get a third of the way before he stopped her. He stepped on her leg and then pushed her on to her back.
He lent over her, the bloody knife held poised in his hand. "If you'd just given her to me I wouldn't have had to do this." He told her, and then he slammed the knife deep into the centre of her chest. She couldn't breathe, the moment the knife went in she couldn't breathe, her body went limp. The man grabbed Nell and pulled her from her arms. She tried to hold on but the man was stronger.
"Mommy!" She heard Nell scream before everything started to go black.
"Nell, Nell," Margie cried in her sleep. She was getting restless, tossing more. Ben stood up and gently tried to wake her. It was late morning and the doctors had said she might start to wake up soon.
"Margie, Margie," Ben said gently shaking her, "Wake up you're dreaming."
She let out a small groan and her eyes opened. She looked up at him, the fear and terror of her dream was still in her eyes. He saw it begin to fade as she realised it was him. "Benny, where's Nell?"
The question threw him slightly, he didn't answer it fast enough, she read him though, she knew what he was going to say. "Oh my god, that was real." She said and it was like something flipped inside of her. The drug induced haze she was supposed to be in lifted and she sat bolt upright in bed. "I have to get out of here, I have to find her." She said and she began pulling at the tubes and wires attached to her.
Ben hit the call button to get the doctor in then tried to stop her. "Margie stop," He told her. "You have to stay in bed, the doctor said you have to stay in bed."
She didn't want to hear him though and kept pulling at the wires, she disconnected the one monitoring her heart beat and the room filled with the wailing sound of a coding patient.
Within seconds the room was full of people, a doctor and nurse began trying to reattach the wires she'd pulled lose and get her to lay back down but she didn't want to lay down.
"I have to find my daughter." She tried to tell them. "She's missing, someone took her I have to find her."
She tried to push against the people but they held her down. "Margene you have to stop." The doctor told her. "You've just had major surgery, you lost a lot of blood, you need to rest." They held her until she stopped fighting, until the energy which had swept through her body dispersed and all she felt was pain and fatigue.
"I have to find my baby." She cried, despair now running through her as fast as the fight before. "Who's looking for my baby?"
"I am." From the other side of the room she heard a voice. She looked up and saw a woman she'd never seen standing in the doorway with Barb. The woman wore a black suit and in her hand she held a coffee, she looked official, from out of town. "My team is looking for your daughter." She began to walk into the room, held out her hand and introduced herself as an FBI agent. She assured her, her team was doing everything they could to find Nell and what she could do now to help them the most was answer some questions. The agent looked to the doctor for approval, he told her to be quick and then the agent began.
"Do you remember what happened?"
"Yes," She remembered more than she wanted to.
"Alright," The agent offered her a half smile. "Lets start at the beginning. Tell me what was happening right before they came. What was everyone doing?"
The question wasn't quite what she was expecting, she closed her eyes and tried to remember what came before the terror. "Nell was crying," She began slowly, "she'd tripped over and hit her head on the coffee table. I'd picked her up and was trying to calm her down and then there was a bang on the door." She felt someone take her hand and hold it. "Ben and Teeny had just left. I thought maybe they'd forgot something, I opened the door. I didn't even look to see who was there." Her voice began to crack, she felt the hand squeeze. "A man and woman were standing there, they stepped inside and slammed the door. They told me they were there for my children, that I wasn't raising them right, that I was an evil, terrible mother, and I didn't deserve them. I screamed for the boys to get up stairs. The woman went after them, and the man grabbed my arm." A monitor beside her gave a warning beep. Her heart was starting to race and she was finding it difficult to breath. Someone placed a mask over her face and they waited.
"You're doing well Margene," The agent told her. "When you're ready keep going."
She nodded and tried to compose herself, after a few minutes she pulled the mask down and kept going. "I kicked him, I tried to run, but the boys were screaming, I couldn't leave them and then he was holding me again. He pushed me against the wall. He said he didn't want to hurt me, that he wouldn't hurt me if I gave him my girl." Tears were streaming down her face now and her whole body began to shiver. The hand holding hers squeezed and someone told her to keep going. "I wouldn't let him take her, I held her as tight as could but he..." The words trailed from her mouth, the monitor beeped again, someone pulled the mask back up, and the grip on her hand tightened. This was hard, forming the words describing what had happened, it was like she was there again and her body was reacting. After a few minutes she opened her eyes, "I'm sorry," She gasped, still unable to catch her breath.
"It's okay," The agent smiled at her. "Lets try something different. What did he look like?"
"He..." She closed her eyes again and she could see him leaning over her, she could see every detail of him as if he was standing right there. "He was big, I couldn't see past him." She began slowly, "His eyes were small, black, close together. His nose was small, it was like his face was too small for his head. His ears stuck out and..." Her voice trailed off as she pulled the mask back over her face and opened her eyes. This was getting to be too much for her, her whole body was hurting, and she was feeling so weak, she wanted to keep going but she couldn't.
The doctor saw her distress, "You need to wrap this up." He told the agent and the woman nodded at him. She stood up but she didn't leave.
"One last question." She said instead. "Think very carefully Margene. Have you seen them before?"
She closed her eyes to think and then she saw them. She gasped the realisation hitting her hard. The monitors around her started going off. She felt the energy in the room shift, she opened her eyes but she couldn't focus, something was wrong, she couldn't breath, she was going to black out she could feel it but she had to finish. "The supermarket." She managed to say before everything went black.