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Chapter 5
Bo was pacing nervously around the living room, as he was hardly able to stand all of the wondering and worrying anymore. Belle and Hope were sitting on the couch, both not saying a word. They were sitting next to each other. Jack and Jennifer were waiting with them as well. They had just gotten there a little bit ago. A few others had dropped by throughout the day. Chloe and Brady had stopped by together earlier. They were both very concerned and worried about Shawn. They both said that they were keeping Shawn in their prayers. They hadn't stayed very long however. Doug and Julie had also dropped by. They had agreed to watch Zack for awhile and they took him with them. Jack and Jennifer were the only ones still there with them.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang again.
Belle quickly jumped up and she raced over to the front door frantically. All day she had been the one who had constantly been opening the door for those who had been stopping by. She opened it to see her mother and father standing outside the door. They were both holding a few bags. They looked up at her.
"Hey Izzy," John greeted her warmly; he reached over and quickly gave his daughter a light hug. Marlena was right behind him.
"Hi sweetie," Marlena leaned down to kiss her on the forehead, "How you holding in there?" She looked at Belle with concern. She hated seeing her daughter have to go through something like this. She suddenly reached over and gave her a light hug. She then pulled away and looked at her again.
"Hey," Belle sighed heavily, "I am really trying to stay strong for Shawn, because I know that he would want me to- but it's tough. It's been very tough." She looked at her parents and then she looked down and eyed all of the bags they were carrying, "Oh I see you have a few bags there- what did you bring us?"
"Yeah, John," Bo suddenly walked up to them. Hope followed him. She then stood next to Bo, "What do you have there?"
John smiled, "Groceries," he showed the groceries to them, "And we also brought a few sandwiches for lunch." He handed a few of them to Hope. He stepped a little further into the room and looked around.
She thankfully accepted the groceries; "You guys didn't have to do this!" she leaned in to hug John. She then hugged Marlena quickly, "But thank you. That was really sweet of both of you," she breathed deeply, "I really appreciate all of this. I really do."
"I do to," Bo went quickly; "You really didn't have to do that at all. Thanks though for doing it you guys."
"We figured that you wouldn't get out of the house to do any of this stuff," Marlena nodded her head a little. She gazed at Bo and Hope but then she turned to look at her daughter, "And Belle, we brought you over some new Clothes. Plus we brought some of your other things that you might need. I swear you were wearing that same outfit that you have on now a few days ago."
Belle looked at her mother. She sighed heavily, "Oh I don't know... I guess I have lost track of time. The days just seem so long." She reached over to take the bags from her father, "But thanks you guys," She smiled gratefully at both of them," Thank you so much."
Marlena looked over her daughters shoulder suddenly and she realized that Jack and Jennifer were there and that they were sitting on the couch, "Hey you two! It's a good thing we brought extra sandwiches since you are both here. We have plenty here for both of you as well."
Jennifer looked up, she looked a little embarrassed, "Oh it's not a problem, Marlena. We already ate before we got over here..."
"But we are always ready for more food, honey," Jack insisted, he looked anxious for more food.
Jennifer looked up at him in annoyance, "Don't tell me you're hungry for more food, honestly!"
"Don't you know by now I always have a large appetite," Jack went suddenly. Jennifer punched him in the stomach playfully.
"To be honest," Hope starred down at the grocery bags, and then looked up at Marlena, "I haven't been eating really all that much. I just feel so guilty every time that I do eat anything. What if Shawn isn't getting enough food from Larry? What if Larry isn't feeding him at all? What if he's starving him to death? It just feels wrong to eat food! How can I possibly eat when my baby could be somewhere out there starving… I'm just so worried that Shawn is…" her voice trailed off.
"Hey... hey," Bo interrupted her, he looked at her with concern written in his eyes, "Our boy wouldn't want you to not eat during this. He'd want you to eat, so you can get your strength. You know that he would want you to."
Hope looked at Bo for a few moments. She suddenly tried to smile, "Your right. He would probably want me to," she laughed lightly, "And I guess these sandwiches would be a good place to start." She then accepted a few of the bags from Marlena, placed them down on the coffee table, and everyone sat around it. She quickly started passing the sandwiches out and everyone accepted one.
For awhile they all ate in absolute silence.
John finally spoke; he broke the silence that had been surrounding the room, "So there are absolutely no leads at all? There is nothing new?"
Bo shook his head. He then couldn't help but let out a long sigh, for he found the whole thing so incredibly frustrating, "Nothing. There is absolutely positively nothing. We've had men covering all of the warehouses and any other surrounding places we can think of where Larry may be hiding Shawn at, but so far they've come up empty."
John gazed at Bo, "We'll find him Bo. Somehow, someway we will find your son. I believe in my heart we will find him."
"Yeah," Bo stopped eating, and stared at the coffee table, "Lets just hope we are not to late if we do."
It was now a couple of hours later. The house had grown deathly silent. Jack had left to go pick up Abby somewhere awhile ago. However John, Marlena, and Jennifer were all still there and they were keeping them company. They were all still hanging around the living room. They had all run out of things to say. Hold onto faith, and keep praying and believing things would turn out okay had been said so much.
As the time kept ticking forward, and Shawn was nowhere to be found, they were all beginning to loose faith. They were all beginning to believe the worst as they sat around and waited.
Bo suddenly slammed his fist on the table, in pure frustration, rattling the entire room, causing Belle to jump in alarm.
Bo had never before felt so angry and so helpless, "Damn it!" he cursed out loud, "Why in the bloody hell hasn't Larry called yet?" he eyed the phone longingly for a moment, "I just keep gazing at the phone and wishing it would ring, yet it doesn't. It is driving me crazy. It's been days since the last one! DAYS! ENOUGH with this waiting dang it! I want my son back, and I want him back now!"
Jen was trying to be the calm one of the family; she reached over to place a hand on Bo's shoulder, for she was sitting next to him, "He has to call here Bo. He will. Larry won't just leave you hanging forever. As long as he wants Hope, he will call." she cringed, as she looked over at Hope. She hated having to say that.
"This is just his way of trying to torture us," John spoke up suddenly. He looked at Bo, "He figures if he waits long enough, we will do whatever he wants because we will be even more desperate."
"Yeah but I just wish he would get the call over with," Belle spoke up, her voice was trembling, "I can't take much more of this either. He could have done anything to Shawn by now. Absolutely anything! All I want right now is for Shawn to be in my arms, where he is safe. I want him right next to me. I don't want him with that mad man, in danger for not even a second! I hate that he is hurting Shawn. I hate that Larry is giving him pain and there is nothing I can do. I hate feeling so helpless. I hate this!"
Hope had tears glistening in her eyes, as Belle was talking about Shawn going through pain. It was so hard to picture her oldest son in pain, and it killed her to know that he was, "My baby... my poor sweet Baby... if Larry has hurt him in any way I swear, I am going to kill him," she shook a little, 'What if he's dead? What if he's..." she suddenly rambled on, listing all the horrible possibilities that were going through her head at the moment. Tears were starting to pour down a little more.
"He is NOT dead!" Jen shouted in frustration. She stood up, and turned to face Hope, "He isn't. Don't let yourself believe that. Can't you see? This is why Larry isn't calling. He's doing this to torture you, to make you believe the worst. But if you act like this, you are letting Larry win and you are letting him get to you emotionally. You need to stay strong throughout this and you need to keep on believing that Shawn will be found and be okay! Shawn is a Brady, which means he will make it out of this. That means he will fight Larry to the end. He will defeat him. Shawn has survived so many bad things in the past. He has survived being kidnapped by Stefano Dimera before! He has also survived everything in Puerto Rico, and he will make it through this!"
"Jen's right," Marlena stood up, and she gazed over at Hope, "He is a fighter and has gotten through so many other situations like this before. He will get through this. And you know what else? You have gotten through so many situations like this Hope and you have come out okay. You were found before when you were with Larry. Shawn believed we would find you then and we did find you. You have to believe in him like that. We will find him Hope. You got to believe that we will."
Hope looked at Marlena for a long time, "I hope so," She went finally, "God I hope that we will find him Marlena," she took a breath and closed her eyes for a second. She opened them suddenly.
"We will," Marlena repeated, trying to assure Hope, "We will find him."
Hope gazed at both Marlena and Jennifer. She hoped and prayed that they were both right because she honestly didn't know what she would do if she ever lost her oldest son. They had to find Shawn. They just had to.