Who Will Survive, and What Will Be Left of Them

"I thought I was going to be able to go home yesterday." April groaned at her doctor.

"Tomorrow morning I promise." The doctor assured her. "But you're still having trouble staying on your feet and we're not going to release the babies and not you."

"It's fine." Punk told the doctor.

"It's really not. I want to be home." April inssited.

"Tomorrow." The doctor told her. "You just had stitched taken out. You birthed twins. Twins who although early, were not small by any means. You need to relax your body and I know once you go home you'll be running around."

"My house is filled with eager grandparents willing to run around for me." April told her.

"Tomorrow." The doctor said closing the chart. "I'll be by in the morning to discharge you."

"Fine." She sighed dramatically.

"Thank you." Punk smiled at the doctor who nodded and left. "Tomorrow." Punk repeated.

"I know but I'm sick of being in the hospital." She told him.

"I thought you felt safe in the hospital." Punk said confused.

"Well it's alright. But there's so many strangers coming in and out and wandering around." She told him.

"It is a public hospital." Punk teased. "And it's staff that keeps coming in and out." He pointed out.

"I don't like it." She shrugged.

"Just stick it out. We've been fine here." Punk reminded her and she nodded.

"Where's Dean? Did he get a tip on James?" She asked him.

"No. I sent him home to sleep for a bit. He's been up for days." Punk told her.

"Good." April said to him. "He's been great."

"He has." Punk agreed.

"I like him better than John." She told him and Punk smirked.

"Even before you were in the picture I didn't like John." Punk told her as he peered over the bassinets his children were sleeping in.

"Why?" She asked.

"He's just a straight lace boy scout." Punk shrugged. "Never liked taking orders, always thought he was the smartest guy in the room, always tried to stick his dick into anything with a pulse."

"The babies." April scolded pointing at them.

"They have no idea what I said." Punk mocked. "He was married when he allegedly got Rebecca Howding pregnant."

"Well, that doesn't surprise me." April said to him. "He was very into me when he was married."

"Yea I remember." Punk remarked.

They heard fussing in one of the bassinets and Punk quickly picked up the culprit, which was J.R.

"He's so fussy." April frowned as Punk tried to soothe him so he wouldn't wake Mya who was sleeping happily. "I'm worried."

"You have the nurse and doctors check him every time he burps." Punk remarked.

"It's just he's not like Mya." April sighed. "She sleeps and eats and burps and he's always fussy like something is hurting him." She frowned as she attempted to stand up.

"Take it easy." Punk instructed.

"He's going to keep her up when we go home." April warned.

"Maybe we don't have them sleeping next to each other in the bassinets. We'll put one on my side of the bed." Punk suggested and April glared at him. "I can be trusted to watch one baby." He scoffed.

"Mya only sleeps when J.R is near her and that's the only time he'll fall asleep." April frowned. "They've been roomies for months we can't tear them apart." April insisted. "That's cruel."

"We're not giving one away." Punk argued. "We don't want one to wake the other."

"I think they like being together." April said simply and that was the end of that and Punk just shook it off. April carried them for months, she got to call the shots as far as Punk was concerned.

"Ok, maybe I'm not ready just yet." April sighed sitting back on the bed.

"I'll help you into the bathroom but I've kind of got my hands full." He noted.

"No it's alright." April said to him. "Just make sure he doesn't wake Mya."

"Punk!" Corey yelled running into the room and both Punk and April shushed him.

"Sorry." Corey whispered. "We need you downstairs."

"For what? I can't leave April and the babies." Punk reminded him.

"There's a security breach." Corey told him but eyed him in a way that Punk knew he was needed.

"Alright, you stay here." Punk said passing J.R off to April.

"Hospital security has someone matching Sawyer's description cornered downstairs in the basement" Corey told him and Punk nodded.

"It's ok." Punk told April who looked worried. "I'll be right back."

"Be careful." She urged as he rushed out the door.

"That one ok?" Corey asked nodding at the baby in her arms.

"I think so." April said to him. "He's just fussy. Maybe he senses something is off." April said to him. "Babies are very intuitive."

A custodian walked into the room next and April and Corey didn't even notice him locking the door since they were talking and a custodian came in constantly to clean up after the babies.

"That's the boy?" Corey asked looking at the baby.

"Yea. Jake Robert." April smiled. "Name suits him, don't you think?"

"Yea." Corey agreed with a smile then peeked over and saw the custodian standing over Mya's bassinet. "What are you doing?" Corey asked turning his attention to the man and April frowned and stood up.

"She's beautiful." The man said and April narrowed her eyes at the man who had his work hat covering his eyes and half of his face. "She looks like you." The man said and Corey grabbed his arm to tug him away from the bassinet but when he did the man stabbed with a knife he had hidden up his sleeve.

"Oh my-" April began to scream but James placed his finger over his lips and shushed him.

"If you scream I'll kill you and the boy." James threatened.

"Ok." April said quietly in a shaky voice.

Corey was laying lifeless on the floor as blood poured out of him. April wanted to help him, she wanted to grab her daughter but she was stuck where she was holding J.R.

"I've been waiting for them." James told her as he looked at Mya and April didn't like the way he was looking at her at all. "I wanted you. You're my other half." he told her. "We're a team."

"We're not." April whispered. "Please, just let me put my son down and move away from daughter-"

"But I've been coming in here. Some security team." James smirked. "Sometimes they were trying so hard that they missed what was right in front of their faces."

"Please-" April began.

"I want her now." James smiled looking at the baby. "So innocent, like you but untainted." he said reaching into the bassinet and picking her up and April's mouth dropped in shock.

"No, no." April said shaking her head. "I'll go with you." she offered. "I want to!"

"I don't want you." James said. "You get to live simply because you saved me. You made this possible for me. IT was destiny that you were the witness for me. You let me walk and now I'll let you live and get a new life." he said as he pressed his lips to Mya's head.

"My god." April cried. "Please-" She began to sob. "Don't take my daughter."

"She's perfect." James smiled at her. "I've been so lonely since my dad was put away. That's on your husband. He owes me this."

"I'll go!" April offered. "I've been waiting!" She cried.

"April, please." James frowned. "You are a beautiful woman but she's going to grow into a beautiful woman like you. But you won't get the chance to mold her against me first. I'll mold her and she'll be mine."

"She's just a baby." April insisted as she cried. "Please-"

"Again the devil took him to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor. Matthew 4:8" James recited the bible verse to Mya, completely ignoring April. "She was meant for me." he said looking at April who shook her head in shock.

"Corey." April cried looking at him but he was in a pool of his own blood and April wasn't sure he was even alive. "He-" April began to scream and James rushed to her and put the knife to her throat. "Put him down."

"No." April cried.

"Put him down!" James yelled still holding Mya with his free arm

April put J.R down on the bed nervously.

"He needs to be in his bassinet-" She began.

"Get into the bathroom." He ordered her.

"No." She said reaching for Mya now and he backhanded her so hard she fell and when she did she crashed her skull against against the corner of the bedside table.

Punk walked into the hospital room half an hour later after a phony tip. The man that locked himself in the basement was not James Sawyer. He was dressed similar and looked similar. He heard J.R crying when he walked in and then realized the mess he stumbled on. Corey was laying on the floor covered in blood, April was across the room with blood surrounding her head and J.R was left in the middle of the bed with no security. Punk grabbed J.R first and then leaned down to check for a pulse on April.

"I need some help!" Punk yelled then hit the call button. "Ape!" He yelled trying to check her with one hand.

"What-" The nurse began.

"We have two people down and we need security in here, now!" Punk yelled back at the nurse who was screaming outside the hospital room. "Ok." he said to his son and rushed over to the bassinet and went to lay him in it and then it hit him. Someone was missing. "The baby." He whispered as the horror hit him. When he left Mya was sleeping snug as a bus and now she was gone.

"April!" Punk yelled putting J.R down as the room quickly filled with nurses and doctors. "The baby is gone." Punk told the nurse frantically. "You have to lock down the hospital."

"What?" The nurse asked.

"My daughter is gone!" Punk yelled and the nurse again ran out of the room.

"Phil?" April asked trying to sit up.

"Ape, where's Mya?" He asked frantically.

"Mya?" She asked.

"Ape!" He yelled.

"Sir-" The doctor began.

"I need to know what happened!" Punk yelled at him.

"He's hers now." April told him and he frowned. "James."

"James did this?" Punk asked and she nodded weakly.

"He said she's hers you have to get him before he leaves." She cried as doctors tried to look at her.

"April-" Punk began.

"Go!" She yelled pointing at the door and Punk raced out the door.

A half an hour later Dean arrived at the hospital which was in lock down.

"He's not in this hospital." Dean told Punk who shook his head.

"He just fucking walked in and took her!" Punk yelled. "How the FUCK did this happen?"

"Security footage shows he was disguised as a custodian." Dean told him and Punk couldn't believe this.

"We're wasting time here." Punk insisted. "He could be out of Chicago by now!"

"We have every cop and Marshal in the City searching." Dean told him. "How's Corey?"

"He's in surgery." Punk told him running his hand over his face. "It didn't look good."

"April?" Dean asked.

"Bump to the head, J.R is fine." Punk told him. "How the hell am I going to walk in there and tell her I let him get away with our daughter?"

"What did April say he said?" Dean asked. "I need specifics to go off of."

"She's all out of it. She hit her head hard. He said the baby was his now." Punk told him. "She was innocent and untainted and he was going to make her his- what the fuck did he mean by that?" He asked Dean as he went pale.

"I don't know." Dean said quietly. "But if he wanted to hurt her-"

"He fucking took her! He's killed a baby before!" Punk shouted.

"Relax." Dean insisted.

"No." Punk said pacing back and forth. "How could I let this happen?"

"We thought he was coming for April." Dean argued. "We knew he couldn't sneak her out of the hospital. We estimated him wrong."

"We were way fucking off." Punk said as his heart raced. "I didn't think he'd take her...I didn't think he wanted the kids...and he didn't. He only wanted Mya. Why her?" he asked Dean.

"This guy is unpredictable." Dean insisted.

"He's going to get fed up with her. She's only a few days old! She's going to start crying and he's going to throw her off a bridge or into a dumpster-" Punk stopped when Dean's face fell.

"You need to make sure that doesn't happen." April said coldly stomping over to him. She had a bandage on her head and her eyes were swollen from crying.

"April we're doing everything." Punk assured her.

"No you're not here because you're here!" She yelled. "He's not coming back here, you both need to get out there and find my daughter!"

"We have everyone-" Dean began.

"No you don't have everyone because you two are standing around feeling sorry for yourselves!" She yelled. "He quoted a bible verse." She told them. "He was talking about being lonely since his dad was arrested and this was Phil owing him one."

"He said that?" Punk asked.

"Don't let him hurt her!" April cried grabbing Punk by his shirt. "You promised me you'd protect them above all else! Throw your pity party later! She needs her formula! He's not going to know what to feed her! And she's going to cry because she likes being near J.R and she won't be able to sleep! He's going to get angry at her and it's not her fault! She's just a baby!" she sobbed.

"Ok." Punk said pulling April against his chest. "I've got this." He promised her.

"Let's go to the warehouse." Dean suggested.

"I don't want her alone." Punk told Dean. "You stay with her and J.R."

"Your parents and my parents and the Chief are in my room, you and Dean just go." She told him. "Please don't let him hurt her." She cried.

"I'll get her." Punk promised kissing her head over her cut.

"April?" Robert asked walking over.

"Make sure she stays in bed." Punk told Robert who nodded and Punk cleaned under his eyes from his own tears.

"He's going to bring her back to me." Punk heard April tell her father and he wasn't going to let her down.

"Let's go." Punk told Dean and they walked to the elevator.

"I think he needs you." Janet said trying to bounce J.R who wouldn't stop crying.

"He wants his sister." April said taking the baby from him. "I want her too." she whispered.

"Phil and the police are doing everything." Karen assured her.

"I feel stupid." April told her parents and in-laws. "We thought he was going to come from me. I accepted it! I offered myself to him and I still couldn't protect her. I couldn't reach for her without putting J.R down and-"

"You couldn't have done anything." Robert told her. "You could have ended up dead."

"But that's my job." April argued. "I'm supposed to give my life for my children and instead I let him walk out of here with Mya." She cried.

"You had another child in your arms." Karen reminded her. "You did everything you could."

"No." April said shaking her head as she clung onto her sobbing son. "I could have tried a different approach. I could have spoke to him better...I should have thought of something."

"April, he told you not to scream." Janet reminded her. "And a man like him can't be reasoned with."

"He's going to kill her." April cried. "I just got her and now she's going to die-"

"Stop that!" Janet scolded and took J.R from her. "You can't let him feel this negativity. "You still have a son here."

"Come on." Robert said putting an arm around April. "Let's clean that face." he said walking her to the bathroom.

"Daddy." April cried as she sat on the covered toilet. "My baby is gone."

"Your baby is coming back." Robert promised her as he ran a face cloth under the faucet then cleaned April's face. "Robbie is looking out for her."

"I can't lose her." April said shaking her head. "I only just met her but she's part of me and-"

"I understand." Robert frowned as he kneeled down in front of her. "She's your daughter. Whether she's two days old or fifty years old. She's yours and she's Phil's and he's going to bring her home to you."

"James Sawyer is so smart." April told her father as she continued to cry.

"He may be smart but so is Phil." Robert told her. "He's always kept you safe. And believe me he knows his daughter needs him and he's going to move hell and high water to get her. I would."

"I want to look for her." April cried sadly. "I want to help-"

"You have a son here who needs you too." Robert reminded her.

"What is he going to do with her?" April cried. "I keep thinking the worst things. He kissed her head and said she was his, is he a pervert? Or is he just lonely and wants a companion? I don't understand." She cried. "I don't know why this is happening to her. I was the one who messed up. I lied on the stand I should have been taken, I planned it out. I made my peace with it." She cried. "I knew I would be punished but this is unbearable."

"You need to clean your face." he insisted. "You need to realize God doesn't punish people like this. James Sawyer is a very unwell man."

"And he has my baby." April sobbed.

"I know this is hard to believe at the moment but your daughter is being watched over and she's going to be safe." Robert assured her.

"I don't believe that." April told him bluntly. "I don't believe in anything."

"Not even your husband?" Robert questioned.

"Of course I believe in him." She said shaking her head as she attempted to clean her face.

"Then trust in him to bring her home." Robert told her.

Punk and Dean were on their way to the warehouse when they received a call about a witness at a gas station almost on the state line. They pulled up to the gas station and Punk jumped out of the car first.

"Who called the police?" Punk demanded walking into the small shop there.

"I did." A man said and Punk walked over to him.

"You saw this man?" Punk asked showing him a picture of James on his phone.

"Yea but his hair was buzzed. He's pretty much bald." The man told him.

"Did he have a baby with him?" Punk asked him. "She's small. Only a few days old-"

"Nobody was with him." The man told him.

"So are you fucking sure it was him?" Punk spat. "Or am I wasting my god damn time!"

"It was him! He has a scar above his eyebrow. I saw the news about ten minutes after he left and called." The man told him nervously.

"What kind of car was he driving?" Dean asked. "Did you at least see that?"

"Yea but it's dark out." The man explained. "It was a dark model van."

"A van?" Punk frowned and he nodded.

"He left it running when he came in." The man told him.

"What did he buy?" Punk asked anxiously.

"He paid to fill his tank up and then bought a pack of cigarettes and some jarred baby food. So he could have had a baby. But a newborn can't eat that stuff." The man told him.

"He's going to fucking kill my kid." Punk said to Dean.

"Relax. If he's buying food it means he's trying to keep her alive." Dean pointed out.

"He also got a bottle of vodka and nyquill." He told them. "That's it."

"He paid in cash?" Dean asked and the man nodded. "Did he say anything?"

"No. I tried to make conversation and ask where he was heading but he gave me a scary look." The man told them. "Something felt off about him."

"Do you know which way he went?" Dean asked.

"He headed North." The man told him.

"Out of the City." Punk hissed slamming his fist on the counter. "The baby is going to cry, he's not going to be able to feed her and he's going to get pissed."

"We're close." Dean pointed out. "We'll get him."

"I don't give a shit about him! I want my kid back!" Punk yelled and then stormed out of the shop.

"If you remember anything else or if you see him again call me." Dean said passing the man his card

"I had no idea." The man frowned and Dean just nodded and walked out.

"He has nothing to take care of a baby, he knows we're going to be watching stores." Punk said to Dean.

"So what are you thinking?" Dean asked.

"I'm thinking he needs baby clothes and stuff and the only place he's going to find it where he knows we aren't going to be is-" Punk began.

"-is your house." Dean finished for him. "He's heading in that direction. It's worth a shot." he told Punk who nodded. "Security cleared out when April went into labor and the snow has kept everyone away."

"It's abandoned." Punk added. "And he didn't plan on taking Mya from the way Ape explained it to me. I'm guessing he's been in the room and saw Mya and just..."

"Connected with her." Dean added and Punk glared at him.

"Don't say it like that." Punk hissed. "It creeps me the fuck out."

"Alright, alright." Dean said and Punk took the keys from him.

"I'm driving." Punk told him and jumped in the car.