Ok so here is chapter 6, hope you enjoy :-) I have a lot of exams coming up so I might not be able to update as often as I have been but I will try to get one up every few days :-) No Copyright Intended!

Chapter 6

Charlotte's Point of View

Waking up I didn't know where I was or how long I had been there. I was in a dark room but I was on a bed. I quietly got up and tried the door. It was locked as I suspected but nevertheless worth a try. As I let go of the handle I heard movement outside, a few seconds later the door unlocked and in came Jared.

"Where the hell am I?" I hissed as he closed the door behind him.

"Safe." He replied.

"Safe? You knocked me out and took me somewhere I didn't want to go!" I yelled.

"I took you home, our parents will be here soon and when they arrive we are going to go and be a family together." Jared told me.

"You are not my family." I spat.

However this seemed to make Jared mad as he grabbed me by the arm and shoved me towards the wall.

"We are your family, think of everything our parents have done for you!" Jared whispered angrily into my ear.

"You're hurting me." I complained as a sharp pain shot up my arm.

"Maybe that's what you need, to make you see sense." Jared said as he roughly dropped my arm.

He then stormed out of the room slamming the door behind and leaving me alone once again. I carefully listened to see if I could hear him but there wasn't a sound in the house. I desperately searched the room for any chance of escape but there wasn't one. The only window was a skylight and it was out of my reach. Despite my best attempts jumping on the bed didn't even get me close to it. Out of breath I collapsed back onto the bed and tried to think of what to do when Jared returned.

'I could try and hit him with something? Maybe catch him of guard?' I thought. However nothing I came up with seemed possible. Jared was taller, stronger and quicker. I didn't stand a chance of making it out of the house even if I did hit him. I was too deep in thought to even notice that the door was opening again. It wasn't until I saw Mary and Frank in front of me that I jumped.

"Hi sweetie." Mary chimed as if nothing had happened.

"You look well." Frank added.

Too shocked by their ignorance to previous events I sat opened mouthed.

"Are you hungry? You know its family night?" Mary grinned like an idiot.

This brought me back to reality.

"Your joking right? I mean your either joking or on drugs?" I remarked.

"Don't you talk to your mother like that young lady!" Frank snapped.

I turned to glare at him.

"My mother? She is not my mother, she is a psycho who kidnaps kids from people she met at the park!" I yelled.

Frank's eyes flashed with anger as he marched over and slapped me hard across the face. My eyes filled with tears as my cheek stung from the pain, but I didn't dare give him the satisfaction of crying.

"You need to learn to respect your parents." Frank scolded as he turned to leave the room.

"Come Mary, Charlotte needs to learn that her words come with consequences." Frank ordered his wife.

"That's not my name!" I roared after him, but it fell on deaf ears as the door slammed shut followed by the turn of a key.

I began pacing the room once they left. I don't know how long I paced but it felt like an eternity. I kept praying Olivia would just appear outside ready to rescue me, but at the same time I knew this was reality and not some movie. She would be looking but it would take time. I was still pacing when I heard my door open once again. This time it was Mary by herself.

"Brought you a sandwich." She smiled.

"Not hungry." I mumbled as I sat down on the bed not even looking at her.

However my stomach rumbled loudly, letting me down. Mary clearly heard it as she approached the bed and sat the plate down beside me.

"I have known you all your life, I know when your hungry." She said.

"You have known me 15 years." I corrected.

"Your still my daughter." She replied.

This made me mad as I turned to look at her. She had tears in her eyes as she studied my face for any chance of forgiveness.

"Your daughter is dead." I hissed not willing to forgive her for what she did.

The tears fell from her eyes at my words as she slowly turned and left the room.

More time passed and the sandwich gradually became more appealing. My stomach was howling loudly and I swear my mouth was watering as I looked at it. Reluctantly I gave in and picked it up, and within seconds I had taken a huge mouthful. Once that was gone I took another, it wasn't until I was on my third that I started to feel funny. I became light headed and queasy as the room began to spin. I tried to stand up but as I did the room became too blurry and I fell to the ground.

Olivia's Point of View

It had been 12 hours since Charlotte had been taken and we seemed to be getting nowhere. We didn't catch a break until hour 12 when we were all exhausted. I was lucky to have such a good team, all of whom offered to stay and help.

"Found the car!" Amaro yelled after hours of silence.

"It's parked outside an abandoned house just off 102nd street." He told us.

"Looks like he isn't alone anymore. A few hours ago the Clarke's returned." Amaro added as he showed us the camera footage.

Sure enough the camera caught the Clarke's pull up and enter the house.

"We can be ready to go in 5." Fin said as he and Amanda got to their feet.

"Thanks guys, I really appreciate this." I smiled.

"Don't mention it Liv. Now come on we have to go!" Fin replied.

I nodded in agreement and a few minutes later we were on our way.

Pulling up at the house my heart was racing. I just prayed they were still inside and Charlotte was safe. We quietly got out of the car and crept up the steps. Once Fin and I where at the front door and Amaro and Rollins had the back Fin knocked.

"New York Police Department." He yelled.

There was the sound of someone coming down stairs as the door slowly opened.

"Mrs Clarke?" Fin asked as the small blonde woman revealed herself.

"Yes." She replied.

Watching her was surreal, I hadn't seen this woman in 15 years but she was acting like she had never met me, never mind the fact she kidnapped my daughter. I couldn't handle it anger began to consume me.

"Where is Charlotte?" I hissed as she stared blankly at us.

"Charlotte isn't here." She lied, as panic seemed to cross her face.

"You sure about that?" I asked.

"I think I would know when my teenage daughter was in the house." She scoffed.

"Charlotte isn't your daughter and this isn't your house. So if you don't mind!" I said as I made my way inside.

"You can't do this!" Mrs Clarke protested but I ignored her, as did Fin who was following me.

Amaro and Rollins opened the back door and joined us once they saw we where inside.

"We got downstairs." Amaro said as Fin and myself headed for the stairs.

"Watch her." Fin told Rollins as he pointed to Mrs Clarke.

"No sign of the husband or the son." He added.

Making my way upstairs I began to call for Charlotte. I began to worry when I got no reply and there was still no sign of the husband or Jared.

"Liv we got a locked door down here!" Fin called from the other side of the hall.

"Charlotte you in there!" Fin called as he banged on the door.

"Charlotte?" I called, still no response.

"Back up." Fin instructed as he kicked at the door.

He had it down in seconds. Walking inside I saw why Charlotte wasn't answering.

"Oh my god!" I gasped as I rushed to her side.

"We need an ambulance to 102nd street right away." I heard Fin call down his radio.

"Liv does she have a pulse?" He questioned as he rushed to help.

Hope you all enjoyed, and thanks again for all the support it really means a lot :-) Until next time ;-)