Secrets of the Past
"This can't be happening," Mackenzie cried as she paced the floor of the lab. "This can't be happening."
Mac stood by, feeling useless and stupid. He should have been watching his grandson better. He should have walked with his grandson into the bathroom and stayed till his grandson had been ready to leave. He was a cop, he should have known better than to let such a young boy leave his sight.
"We'll find him," Mckayla said, her voice sympathetic.
"He won't harm David, immediately. He needs him alive an uninjured to keep you two from thinking straight. He's doing this to get an emotional stir from you two. If you think about it – this is all about hurting you," Madison said looking at them. Her voice was colder and more logical than that of her sisters.
"She doesn't need to hear this right now," Mckayla yelled. "David is missing and you're thinking motive. What is wrong with you?"
"Stop it," Mackenzie bellowed standing between the two bickering sisters. "This isn't the time or the place. Now, thank you Kay for trying to stick up for me but Maddy is correct. That motive is encouraging. It means we're not looking for a body quite yet."
Mac saw tears in Mackenzie's eyes but they would not fall.
"With him still living we need to search for him, and fast. The longer any kidnapper has a child the higher the chances of the child being found dead become. With Richard these risks are even higher. All David has to do is say something small and it could cause Richard to blow up in one of his fits of anger. Remember the last one he had; we were visiting Madison in the ICU after she nearly miscarried little Davey," Mackenzie said and Mac felt rage snap to the front of his mind, rage so pure it almost scared him.
How dare someone do that to his daughter? How could any man do that to a woman let alone the woman they loved?
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David's hands and feet were tied together. His eyes were blind folded making the young boy blind to his surroundings. There was something stuffed in his mouth, gagging him yet he couldn't fight it.
Still, David had been taught early on what to do if anything like this ever happened. He tried to remain calm. He tried to focus on everything.
"Yes, I know," the man said, his voice colder than it had been in the bathroom. He sounded angry, vindictive.
"No, I don't think you do Man," another voice said, stressed. "You kidnapped the son of a cop, the grandson of Mac Taylor, head of the Crime Lab. His aunt is Madison Storm. She is the head of Storm Legal, the largest law firm in the country with branches in every major city in this country. That woman has her hands in more pockets than most politicians. Then there is Party-girl Mckayla Storm – the professional party planner for the rich and famous. She is one of the best and everyone knows it. You think this is going to go away quickly and quietly then you are seriously mistaken. No matter where that boy goes they will find the two of you. You are more than just a little screwed."
The man stops talking as there is a loud bang, just like when Daddy Adam was shot. The poor boy jumped, startled and more than a little scared.
"You forget I am that boy's biological father and those bitches put me in jail," his kidnapper said with a low growl. "I don't plan on getting away with this. I don't plan on living beyond this but I sure as hell don't plan on letting them live, especially Mackenzie Storm. She was the one who was always pushing; she spoke out against me in the trial. She fought harder than anyone to get me in prison, even reporting everything I did to the feds. I'm going to make her pay. She will die, and so slowly."
David cringed at the words, tears streaming from his covered eyes.
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"I'm going to kill him," Adam growled as he struggled to get out of that bad, risking serious damage, even pulling a stitch or worse.
"Adam, relax," Danny said trying to relax him as Flack pushed him back into the bed.
"You're too injured to do any good," Flack said but that just seemed to piss of the lab tech. This was a side of Adam none of them knew how to deal with. They were use to the shy techy who had a tendency to jump at any raised voice, this man wasn't that Adam.
"Don't you dare say that," Adam growled as he pulled away from Flack.
"Calm down, Adam," Danny said. "Relax."
Adam stopped struggling and turned to Danny, rage in his eyes so fierce it sort of scared Danny. Then Adam spoke words that sent Chills down Danny's spine. "Danny, if this was your daughter who had been kidnapped would you be relaxed and Calm?"
Thinking about it Danny knew it was true what he was insinuating. He'd want vengeance, he'd want blood.
"No, but you aren't me. You're not the type to go out half-cocked," Danny said, trying to reason with the irrational man. It didn't work.
"Oh no, just watch me," Adam said getting ready to walk out when Lindsey stepped into the room.
"Adam, you need to calm down and think," Lindsey began when Adam went to speak she lifted her hand to stop him. "Mackenzie needs you calm and rational. You won't be of any help to anyone, let alone Mackenzie and David, if you injure yourself again. Now, step back, take a breather, then act. Don't jump first because that always gets somebody hurt and it could be David if you're not careful."
Danny watched a light begin to glow in Adam's eyes as the rage lifted slowly. He glanced at his wife, trying to figure out how she'd known just what to say to calm Adam down. Determined to find out he left the room after his wife.
"Honey, how did you do that?" Danny asked, his voice hushed so Adam didn't overhear.
"I just thought, what would I tell you if it was you instead of Adam? He was angry like you'd be, he wasn't thinking straight, so I got him thinking about the consequences not just the actions, like he should have been doing," Lindsey said seriously.
"You know, in there, Adam kind of scared me. I'm use to him being so passive that seeing him angry like that it unnerved me. I'm never going to look at him the same way again," Danny admitted.
"He's a father, biologically or not. He's reacting like anyone would," Lindsey sighed. "He feels helpless to protect his own son so he's trying to go on the offensive. But in his state he'll just hurt himself but he can't see that. All he can see is his son is missing."
Danny nodded, beginning to feel a little worried about the future. This could happen to his daughter one day if they weren't careful. That had him on the verge of panic.
Lindsey left and he looked at Adam who had settled down for the most part. He sighed before entering that room once more.
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"God, I can't handle this," Kenzie muttered, her eyes closed – tears leaking from the rims – as she sat on the floor her back leaning against the wall. She had a slight fever. On top of everything she was running a stupid infernal fever. What were the chances of that happening?
"Hey, sis, are you okay in there?" a voice said. It sounded emotional so it was most likely Kay.
"I'm fine," Kenzie called out, she couldn't see anyone right now. She couldn't deal with having to pretend to be strong at that moment. She needed time to be a normal woman – not super cop or super mom.
"Honey," Kay called. Kenzie heard the doorknob move a bit then Kay opened it, a credit card in hand. The door closed behind her darkening the room once more then it locked.
"Leave me alone," Kenzie muttered, unenthusiastically.
"Honey, talk to me, look at me," Mckayla said, touching her arm gently. "Tell me what you are thinking and feeling?"
"I can't," Kenzie whispered.
"Hun," Kay said. "This is me you are talking to, not that android of a sister of ours. Talk to me, I'll listen and won't judge."
Kenzie opened her eyes, ready to talk when she saw her sister's red rimmed eyes. She'd been crying. She switched gears from self-hating incompetent mom to protective big sister. "You've been crying. I'm sorry, tell me what's up, what are you feeling?"
"No," Kay said looking at her. "This time I'm not going to talk about me. It's your turn. I haven't seen David in months before this event, you saw him just yesterday. So talk."
"You are his biological mother, this must be harder on you," Kenzie argued. It hurt her to admit it but David wasn't really her son, even if she liked to believe it.
"No. Biology doesn't mean crap. Look, just because he might not be your son biologically doesn't mean he's not your son. I know how your mind works sis. He's yours. You were there to calm him when he was colicky, you got up when he needed to be fed, be changed or wanted to be held. You have always been there. You are his mom, I'm just the doting aunt that happened to give birth to him. Hun, talk to me, tell me what you're feeling."
"How could I have screwed up so bad? I got Adam shot, David kidnapped. What next?" Kenzie said, the tears flowing freely. "It's my job as a mom to protect him from this sort of thing, and it's even more my job as a cop. Still, he got to him. You nearly died because of that bastard and now he has little Davey in his grasp. Who knows what will happen to him? He's so small; he's unafraid of almost everything. He won't realize how dangerous the situation is."
That's when Kenzie finally lost it. She started bawling and Kay pulled her close and rocked her as she sobbed.
"Sh, it's okay," Kay murmured soothingly. "It's all going to be okay. We'll get him back, he'll be fine."
Kenzie nodded her head, unable to speak through the tears. Her sister couldn't know that. Hell, cops never knew that. It was what they were taught to say to the parents of grieving parents even though, in all reality, most children were never found or were found dead.
"Mackenzie, Mckayla," a male voice called and both sisters looked at each other smiling. Only one person called them by their full names.
"Coming Dad," Mckayla called, having already taken to calling him by the title of dad. Kenzie stood up and moved to the sink where she splashed cold water in her face. Then she moved with her sister to go outside.
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[Sorry about how much it jumped around this time, I hope you liked it though. Well, thank you for reading and a special thanks to all who reviewed. I promise to update soon… Thanks again, TVGirl09]
