Six years has past and Zander and Stevie have settled with a five year old daughter, Danielle. Ever thing seems to be...peachy... If you call the kidnapper of you wife escaping and coming to kill you, then yup, peachy.

(Zander)

"Good job, guys." I high fived Spicy and the rest.

"You were awesome, Zander." Spicy said.

"Thanks. I try. No I have to get back to my lady." I smiled just the thought of Stevie entering my mind.

"See ya later, man." I nodded and headed to my car. I arrived home and I didn`t fail to miss the broken window. I quickly got out the car and burst in the house, immediately knowing something was wrong.

"Stevie!" I yelled. As I searched the house for the brunette, I heard sniffling. I walked into the living room to see a women figure on her knees crying. That women was my Stevie. I quickly got to her.

"Baby, what`s wrong?" She continue to sob and pointed to the note. I reread a thousand times to see if I was absolutely positive it was true. I even pinched myself to make sure it wasn`t a cruel nightmare. I put the note in my pocket and growled as I pulled on my hair.

Not this shit again!

"Zander..." Stevie said so quietly, I almost didn`t hear her. "What are we going to do?" She sniffed.

"Don`t worry about it, Steviekins. I`ve took care of it last time. I`ll do it again." I pulled my phone and dialed three simple numbers.

"Hello. 911 what`s your emergency?" A lady`s voice rang through the phone. You could hear phones ringing in the background along with other peoples voices.

"I like to report a break in." I kept my eyes on Stevie. I didn`t want to see her getting hurt again.

"Ok, sir. We`ll be there in no time." I nodded, knowing she couldn`t see me and hung up. I help Stevie up the stairs, into bed.

She curled up into a ball. I kissed her forehead, "Shhh. Everything's fine. Don`t worry."

She looked at me, "When you say that I can`t help but worry." She mumbled. I rolled my eyes at her stubbornness.

"Look at me," She did, "We`ll handle this together. Alright?" She slowly nodded. "Now go to sleep." I commanded. Her eyes slowly closed. I sigh in relief and went into Danielle`s room. She was silently sleeping. I nodded and turned to leave.

"Is everything okay, daddy?" I closed my eyes and breathe in.

Turning around, I plastered on a fake smile, "Everything`s okay, Danny. Don` worry your pretty little head." She gave me a toothy smile. I went down stairs and cleaned up the broken glass as red and blue lights flashed in the dark house. Then, there was a knock on the door. I opened it up to see a middle aged man in a chief uniform with a mustache and two other police officers.

"Hello, my name is Officer William. You called about a break in, am I correct?" He eyed me.

"Yes sir. My wife and daughter were here alone. Thank God they didn`t get hurt, but when I came home, a window was broken and a note attached to it." I pulled the note from my pocket and gave it to him. He examine it with a hard expression.

"I see." Was all he said. "May we come in?" I nodded and stepped aside to let them in. They searched the house for any clues.

"Whoever this Phil guy was, he got away." One of the female said. I groan in frustration.

"How long ago was it?" The other asked.

I shrugged, "I got here I`d say ten minutes ago, so I don`t know."

"Got it!" A small chance of hope opened in my heart when officer William screamed that. He was looking at a police file. "Right here says 'Phil Smith was sent to prison six years ago for a kidnap.'" He looked at me, "I`m gonna guess that your wife was the victim according to the note."

"Yeah." I cringed as memories flooded into my head.

He closed the file and looked at me with a determine look on his face, "Don`t worry, son. We`ll try all our might to find this guy."

"Thank you." I gave a weak smile. Him and his crew left as I returned to clean the mess. After I was done I took a nice hot shower. I looked at Stevie`s relaxed face and smiled. She seems at ace. I got into bed and held her tight by my side.

"Ahhhhhh!" I jumped up from my sleep at the scream. I looked around the room and saw that the clock said 5 A.M.

I looked at Stevie`s sweaty figure. She was squirming around a lot. "No...no...please!" She screamed in her sleep.

"Steves. Baby, wake up. It`s just a bad dream." I shook her gentle. Her eyes fluttered open as she panted heavily.

"Wha-what?" She observed the scenery she was in and quickly calmed down.

"It`s all right." I assured. She nodded and began to take in deep breathes, "It was him again, wasn`t it?"

She nodded until we heard a soft spoken voice. "Mommy, are you alright?" Danny came in with her doll tight in her small grip. Mommy forced a smiled and nodded.

"Thank you for checking up on me." She smiled and climbed into bed with us. We held onto her tight as if she was going to magically disappear. I smiled down at my two favorite girls. Nothing was going to take me away from them.

Not even Phil.

He could never have Stevie. My Stevie. Or our child. I wouldn`t let him.

Not in a life time.

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