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Chapter 2:

TAYLOR'S POV:

I'm glad we got Ana out today, a little sun on her cheeks is doing her some good. I watched as that woman who hates shopping went stir crazy in the stores. I guess any reason to go outside would make her happy right now. She's been held up in the house with Gail, and Gail has informed me that she seems a bit depressed on some days, doing nothing but sitting with some ice cream and watching tv… so I had no problem with arranging this day out for her. I made sure her two securities were right behind them watching their every move while I stayed ahead and scoped out any threats or paps we may run into. I hired Roads not long after the Hyde incident, to ensure that Ana had maximum protection when not at home. We haven't had any problems so far, except the occasional pap here and there, but the new guy seems to hold it pretty well. I think he may just work out, he doesn't seem to leave her side.

I'm not too far ahead of the Grey's when I heard a bit of commotion going on behind me. As I turned to observe, I saw Roads coming up behind Ana quick, a little too quickly to not be alarmed. As I started to walk fast over to where they are, I watched Roads cover Ana's face and her go limp in his arms, then a gun to her head. I slowed up my walk, but had my hand near my gun… but the look on Roads face as he saw me told me not to touch it. He was serious about killing her, and I wasn't going to take that chance. I took a look back to see where Sawyer was, I know he would never let anything near Ana. He really takes this job seriously, especially since she's been pregnant. But I see a little crowd around a body laying down on the sidewalk with someone bent checking his vitals. Oh Luke, I hope you are ok, just hang on. I draw my attention back to Mr. Grey, and he's about to go into the van that just pulled up out of no where. I put my hand on his shoulders to let him know that I didn't think it was a good idea. Roads spoke to him, and it drove me mad just to know that I knew what Christian was going to choose. I can't blame him, I would too if it would be Gail, but as much as I didn't want him to go, the look he gave me told him me he had to. He mouthed the words "Find us" and I just gave a little nod. With guns pointing at Mrs. Grey I wasn't going to make more of a scene here that would cost her life, so I watched as Mr. Grey climbed into the van and the door slam and the vehicle speed off.

I immediately started to dial Welch from my phone as I ran over to where Luke lay. Once he answers, I tell him to dispatch an ambulance to my location and everything that just happened. I gave him the description of the van but not the plate numbers.. the assholes didn't have any. I also told him that he needed to start tracking the Grey's with the devices that were installed into their wedding bands so we could locate them. It was Mr. Grey's idea, for a few different reasons… loss, theft, or in special cases like this, to track.

I'm kneeling down by Sawyer and notice he's unresponsive. Blood is seeping from his chest area and I take of my jacket to put pressure on it. I have a much bigger crowd now as the ambulance pulls up. I can still hear his breathing, but it's not very strong. A couple of EMTS move me out of the way to tend to him. They ask me a couple of questions, but needed to hurry because he is in critical condition. I stand up and watch as my friend is lifted into the back of the bus and the doors close to transport him to Seattle Grace.

I call Grace ask if she could meet up with Sawyer at the hospital, but I didn't receive an answer, so I called Gail to inform her of what is going on. I could hear the sadness in her voice as she said she would be there in no time. I hang up and start my way to Welch's office… we had got to find them!

CHRISTIAN'S POV:

I don't know where we are, or what is even going to happen, but I do know I cannot leave Ana's side, no matter what. I can't let anyone take her, and I need to bring her home safely, her and our son. I told Taylor to find us, and I hope they are already on our trail. I had special jeweler put a tracking device into our wedding bands, it was an idea I had after the Hyde fiasco. I want to know where my wife is if anything like that happened again. So as long as she wears her wedding band, I can always find her. The only ones that know about it are Taylor and Welch. Ana doesn't even know, I hope she doesn't complain about it… this just may save our lives.

They placed a blindfold on me not too long after they duct taped my mouth. I have never been so out of my control and unable to do anything about it. I want to rip thru all this and start killing, but I also know that any wrong movement on my part they can take away my life that is lying passed out at my feet. I can hear muffled conversation from the front, and feel the van moving at a fast pace, and around curves. We must be going out of town, but which way? Do I have Taylor following close behind?

I hear her moaning and my heart skips a beat… I would rather her to stay asleep as to not cause any stress to her just yet. She has no idea what is going on, and this will be a surprise for her when she wakes. I hear a few more moans, and I wish I could tell her that it's all going to be ok, but I can't even let out a whimper. I wonder what they plan on doing, who are we going to go see? I start to hear her become more coherent, and I just inwardly sigh with sadness and listen to what is going on around me. Then a loud gasp!

ANA'S POV:

Ugh! I don't feel right, I've got a headache and my arms feel sore. I hear myself moan, I'm not sure if I want to wake up right now. I try to remember what happened, try to play it in my mind again, and all I can see is Christian's face, how scared and horrified his look was before everything went dark. I can feel that something is not right, something bad is happening! All these thoughts cloud my mind at what is happening right now and I start to cry… I'm just so scared right now and don't know where I am. I feel a hand rub my upper arm to try and soothe me, with whispers of "its ok"… but I don't know who it is. I'm still crying, but keeping my eyes closed as I don't want to know just yet what awaits me. I try to wipe my face with my hands but they don't reach my face. Now I open my eyes a slit to see my wrists handcuffed just in front of me, but attached to the wall. I calm down a little to take in my surroundings. Standing over me is a man I've never seen before, a bit stocky with bright blond hair and pale green eyes. He glances down at me and with a look tells me to be quiet. With tears still swimming in my eyes, I continue to survey my surroundings. It seems to be a van, and it's really on the move. I can feel the movement under my body. As I look towards the back I see someone seated, tied to the chair with his arms and legs with a blindfold and duct tape covering his mouth. I gasped loudly in shock knowing who this man was… my beloved fifty! Why did he have to get caught in this too?