Ch 2

"I want Daddy" Emma cried

"So do I, sweetie. So do I." Sabrina said trying to calm the terrified little girl. Truth was Sabrina was terrified herself. She had no clue where they were or why, but she had a pretty good idea of who was responsible. The oddly familiar woman with the gun was Britt's mother. They looked so much alike that it was obvious. So many questions were running through Sabrina's head. But all of the whys would have to wait. Her first step was to find a way to get her and her little girl out of this desolate shack.

"Mija, listen to me. I need you to be a big girl for me right now, ok?" Sabrina said looking into the face of the little girl who had become her daughter in so many ways over the past year. "Can you do that for me?"

"Yes" Emma replied

"Ok. I need to let you go for a minute. I need to find a way to get us out of here. I won't go far, I promise." Looking around the shack Sabrina realized how silly her last statement was. She couldn't go very far. The building they were in was roughly the size of and her and Felix's living room.

"Ok" Emma said loosening her grip around Sabrina's waste.

"Alright, Santiago. Think." She as she stood up to look around for something. Anything. A weapon. A tool. Hell, a hair pin would be great at this point. She picked up the oil lamp that was lighting the room to get a better view. It became obvious that the woman who put them there had thought of everything because the place was barren. Sabrina went over to the door and tried to force it open. Useless.

"Hey, look." Sabrina said to Emma as she noticed bottles of water on the floor in the corner. "Are you thirsty?"

Emma shook her head no. Sabrina kind of giggled as she remembered how little of a fan Emma was of water. She and Patrick had tried everything to get her to drink more of it. They even contemplated bribery the last time Emma refused.

"Ok. Later" Sabrina replied all the while thinking to herself that maybe this was a good thing. Surely if Britt and Mommy Dearest wanted her and Emma dead, they wouldn't leave bottles of water for them to keep from getting dehydrated. There may even be food in here somewhere, she thought. She began moving about the space looking for anything else she could find, but nothing stood out.

While pondering her next move, the sound of an engine starting pierced through the silence of the room so abruptly that it jolted Emma off the floor and she ran to Sabrina's arms. "What was that?" Emma screamed.

"I don't know honey. Stand right here by the door. I'll go look."

Sabrina followed the noise to the back of the room to what looked like a table with a filthy cloth over it. The closer she got, the louder the noise was. As she pulled back the sheet, her heart jumped into her throat. It was a generator.

"No…" she whispered to herself as she read the carbon monoxide warning label. "God, no."

"Sabrina, what is it?!" Emma asked

"Um... nothing, honey. Don't worry about it" she replied trying to swallow her fear as to not frighten Emma anymore than she already was. One thing was clear to Sabrina in that moment. She may have made a promise to Emma in the van that she wouldn't be able to keep.

The look on Patrick's face was one for the history books. He couldn't believe the story Britt was telling him. Stealing embryos. Faking Hyperemesis Gravidarum. Blackmailing Ellie into telling him the baby was his when it wasn't. His head was spinning. By the time Britt had gotten to the part about Maxie carrying her own child with Spinelli, Patrick was livid.

"Enough!" he screamed. "We'll get into the particulars another time, Britt. You still haven't told me where Sabrina and Emma are!"

Trying to make herself look as innocent as possible, Britt replied "I'm not really sure, Patrick. I swear. I told my mother about everything that was happening, or wasn't happening, between us and she flew off the handle. She said she couldn't understand why things were moving so slowly. I explained to her about Emma hating me and about you being with Sabrina. All she said was she would handle it. But she didn't tell me how." Britt lowered her head ashamed that she was involved in anything that would potentially bring harm to a child.

"You're wasting our time!" Anna snapped. "Give me your cell phone."

"Why?" Britt asked

"Trust me, you are in no position to ask question of me right now. Hand it over." Britt handed her the phone. "What's your mother's name" Anna asked scrolling through the call log.

"Lisa Obrecht" Britt responded.

Anna stopped dead in her tracks. "What did you just say?" She asked. Britt repeated herself and Anna became flushed. She knew that name. She knew that name well. She thought back to her and Robert's fateful trip to Switzerland the previous year on a wild goose chase to find their daughter. And unknowingly, Duke.

"Anna what's wrong?" Patrick asked breaking her out of her own thoughts.

"Nothing" she said blankly. "Just looking to trace the number. I'll be right back." She walked over to an awaiting officer to give him the name and number listed in the phone. There was no way she could explain to Patrick how she recognized that name right now. She had decided last year not to tell him about following up on Heather Webber's wild accusations about Robin being alive and coming up empty. She would deal with that later. Right now she had to focus on finding her granddaughter.

"Wow. I always knew you were a snake in the grass, but I never thought you would slither this deep into the dirt" Felix said to Britt, arms crossed. "I swear to you, if anything happens to my best friend and that precious little girl, there's going to be hell to pay."

Britt rolled her eyes, in no mood to come up with a retort to Felix's threat.

"Why?" Patrick's voice cracked "For what reason, Britt? Help me understand. You did ALL of this for what exactly?"

Britt's eyes filled with tears. Possibly the first human emotion anyone had seen from her in months. "I wanted you to love me." She whispered.

"And you honestly thought this would accomplish that? Everything that is done in the dark comes to light eventually, Britt. What was your plan for when I finally found out? To take away everything that I love? How would that make me love YOU?!" His voice rising with each word.

"I… I don't know, ok! This entire thing got so far out of my control that there was no way back for me."

Before Patrick could continue laying into Britt, Anna rushed over. "We got a hit." She said "Her phone is off right now, but about 30 minutes ago it hit on a cell tower 20 miles south of here. They're sending me the coordinates now. I will call you if the team finds anything."

"Damn that. I'm coming with you" Patrick exclaimed "And don't you dare try to stop me."

Anna sighed "I knew you were going to say that. Let's go. Officer Blakely, keep an eye on her for me. If she so much as flinches, put her in lock up." Britt shifted uneasily.

Let them be ok. Please god, let them be ok. Patrick thought to himself on the elevator. Realizing what he had to lose was too much for him to stand. Come hell or high water, he was going to bring his girls home that night. That was his solemn vow. Little did he know that he may already be too late.