Chapter Three
Bo quickly slammed the phone off in absolute frustration and turned to face the two women that stood in front of him. They both looked terrified. They still looked rather shaken and so was he.
"Damn it!" Bo swore out loud. He started to pace back and fourth a little. He then stopped pacing, "Damn Larry Welch to hell."
Hope moved a little closer to him and then she bravely spoke up, "He wants me Bo." she faced him, "And I will do absolutely anything to get Shawn back. Even if it means being alone with Larry again I will. I will do it for my son."
Bo gazed at Hope for a moment but then he immediately shook his head, "I don't want you alone again with him, Fancy Face. I absolutely don't! There has to be another way to get Shawn back. There just has to!"
"He had a knife to his chest, Bo!" Belle spoke up, she looked at Hope and then she looked over at Bo, "And those shots that we just heard... and the scream that came after them all, how do you know he hasn't shot him already? We can't just sit here and do nothing; we have to do whatever Larry tells us! If we don't, I don't even want to think about what could happen!"
Bo felt himself panicking. He knew Belle was right. Those shots terrified him. He could still not get the ringing sound of them out of his mind. They kept playing over and over in his head, followed by the screaming that came from his son. And what if they had hit Shawn? What if one of those bullets hadn't missed? What if his son was dead at that moment? He stopped a second, but then shook his head. He couldn't allow himself to think his son might be dead. His heart was just telling him he wasn't. He refused to believe he might be dead because of those shots. He just couldn't be.
"Backup," Hope went quickly, she continued to look at Bo as she spoke, "All I need is some source of backup when I have my encounter with Larry, and I will be fine."
Bo breathed heavily, but then looked at her, "Backup doesn't always work. What if something still goes wrong and he gets away with taking you? And what if he doesn't stay true to his word and give Shawn back in return? There are so many things that just could go wrong with this that I don't want to risk it." He felt the frustration continue to rush through him.
"I will risk whatever it takes," Hope stated, "Even if it means dying at the hands of Larry Welch, I will get Shawn back, you know that! I will do anything for my son!"
"I'm willing to do anything as well," Belle agreed, "I would do anything for Shawn."
"I know that," Bo let out a frustrated sigh, "I just wish there was a better way to get our son back from Larry without him getting you back. I just can't stand the thought of you back with him and I absolutely hate that our son is with him now." he felt like trashing everything in the sight of him, he was so angry and upset that someone was threatening his family in this way. He just couldn't believe this was all happening to them. He just couldn't deal with loosing either his oldest son or his wife. The very thought killed him. It was the worst thought he could imagine.
He let out a deep breath, "I'm going out to get some fresh air for just a minute. I feel like I'm going to go crazy if I don't." with that, he turned away from them, and walked out.
Belle watched as Bo left, and she let out a long sigh. She shook a little. She turned and looked back at Hope. She could feel more tears wanting to fall out of her eyes. She felt like she had cried so much during all of this. She took a deep breath suddenly, "I hate this Hope! I hate not knowing what happened after that phone call. Anything could have happened to Shawn. Anything! Oh god! There has to be something we can do, something! I'm so tired of just sitting around. It's absolutely driving me crazy!"
"It is driving me crazy as well," Hope paused. She sighed heavily and then she turned to gaze at Belle for a moment, "I think about the only thing we can do is hope and pray at the moment. Come on Belle, Let's pray together."
Belle nodded her head in agreement. She then walked closer to Hope and they both knelt down side by side and began to pray to God. They both started to pray that God would bring back Shawn home safely, where he belonged.
For he just had to come home safely. He just had to.
Shawn was breathing hard, he was struggling to steady his breathing, after the last sound of the shots faded away. He looked up at Larry in fear; for a couple of those bullets just barely missed him. He couldn't believe how close they had been. He was practically traumatized by them.
"That should show them," Larry looked pissed, as he slammed the gun back in his pocket. He let out one of his evil laughs.
Shawn couldn't help but glare at him, "My fathers not going to follow through with it. He won't risk my mother's life. You're crazy to believe that he will. Just crazy!"
"Well either way, it won't change the fact that I will kill you which ever way he goes. But you better pray he does, because if he doesn't, I will go after the other women that you love more than life itself." Larry sneered at him, "And I will get to Hope one way or the other. Trust me I will."
"Now," Larry suddenly stated, "I am off to go take care of a few things. Don't go anywhere," he teased. He looked at him and laughed evilly at him. Shawn watched with angry eyes as he stood up, undid the lock on the door, opened it, quickly walked out of it, and slammed it behind him. The locks turned, locking him in again.
The minute the door shut he looked around him with complete desperation.
He frantically struggled to get out of the handcuffs but he knew after a few minutes it was completely useless. He was trapped here with no way out.
Shawn slammed his head against the wall in frustration. He rested his head there for awhile and closed his eyes for a moment. He opened them quickly. He could suddenly feel tears falling from his eyes. He couldn't stop himself from crying. It was really hard not to. He hated this, he absolutely hated this. He hated feeling defeated like this.
He knew that there was no way around it. One way or the other, he and Belle would both wind up dead and Larry would have Hope. Never before had he felt so hopeless.
He knew he needed to get out of here. He badly needed to get out of here and escape this all. He was desperately trying to, but it was just impossible to him.
He couldn't help but think as he sat there that Larry Welch would win.
Hope was near the front door as Bo came back in a couple of minutes later. He hadn't gone very far; he had only gone to step out on their front deck. He shut the door behind him and locked it immediately. He looked up suddenly and his eyes quickly met hers.
"Hey Fancy Face," Bo gazed at her and quickly pulled her into a hug. He squeezed her tightly, never wanting to let her go, "I love you so much you know that? I love you and Shawn like crazy. I just don't ever want to loose you or our son. I don't know what I'd do with myself if I ever lost either of you. I'm just so afraid of loosing one of you or even both. I just don't even want to think about the possibility of it." He softly kissed her hair a few times and then kissed her forehead. He gently brushed her hair a little and then he then looked back into her eyes.
Hope gazed at him, "I love you to, Bo. I love you so incredibly much. And I love our son just as much. I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost either of you. I'm just so worried and so afraid we are going to…"
"We're not going to loose anyone," Bo suddenly interrupted her, "I'm not going to let anything happen to our son. We will get him back, one way or the other. And I will make sure you are safe as well. I won't let anything happen to any of us. I will make sure of that. Some how, some way we will all make it through this okay and we will get our son back. We got you back before the first time when Larry had you. We also got Zack back then. And this time we will get Shawn back this time and keep you safe. We will. We have to. We have to believe that we will Hope!"
"I hope and pray that we will. I really hope that we all make this through all okay," Hope continued to gaze at him. A tear slid down her face.
Bo suddenly pulled her closer to him, and they held on to each other for what felt like forever. They held each other as if there was no tomorrow. For all they knew if something went wrong there wouldn't be a tomorrow. As they held onto each other they were both praying that there oldest son would be found and that their family would be okay. They had to be. They had to make it through this.
Yet they both couldn't help but fear that things wouldn't be okay.