Thanks to everyone again! I'm glad you are enjoying so far… but for this next chapter I just want to clarify that I do not know anything of the Seattle area, I'm from the east. With that said, if I happen to get something wrong with the area or it's not right, please don't call me out on it… just go with the flow and pretend its there I'm just using Seattle because it's in the books, and it's where they are from. Thanks again and don't forget to review! And again, I do not own any of the characters…
Chapter 3
TAYLOR'S POV:
I made it to Welch's office in no time, I am desperate to know where the Grey's are right now and I want them home safe tonight. I try Dr. Grey's phone again, voicemail. So this time I left her a message to get back to me as soon as she could. I called Gail to find out that Sawyer is still in surgery, and they are still not sure about the outcome. As I walked into the office, I had Welch giving me any information that he had.
"Well both signals are together," he starts telling me, but with a worried look on his face he continues, "But right now it seems the van has stopped right outside of Monroe, and it's been there the last ten minutes."
"So what does that mean?" I ask, "Is it at the final destination?"
"Not sure, there are some wooded areas out there, a good spot to hide or to take a break. It's not too far from here, do you have anyone to send up that way?"
"I'm getting a team assembled right now," Taylor says as he types furiously into his phone, "we are leaving in the next ten minutes. I want you to let me know if they start moving. See if you can get ahold of Dr. Grey, she's not picking up her phone. Also call Mr. Grey and see if he knows where his wife may be."
The good old Dr. not picking up her phone is starting to get me worried, but I haven't heard anything from my other men stationed about any other problems besides the one we are currently facing. I'm trying to text Nolan, the security I have on her, but he is not replying. Looks like I'll have to send someone over there to see what's up. But right now I'm on my way to the SUV to pick up my team for a road trip. I give Ryan a quick call.
"Hey T"
"I need you to head over to the Grey's mansion and check up on Nolan, he's not answering and neither is the Dr." Simple and to the point, here's to hoping nothing is wrong.
"Got it T, call ya right back."
Now that it's all set there, I need to get moving. I drive thru traffic, faster than I would normally just to come up to the house just on the north side. Out comes my team, a few friends I have made thru the years of service and a couple of securities on their day off. Well Gentlemen, we are in for a treat today!
As they all climb in I drive like crazy up towards Monroe, and where the signals from their trackers are coming from. I fill them in on what is going on, and we try to decipher what plans we should consider to take. As we talk I get a phone call from Ryan.
"Uh, T?" he sounds shaky, a little too shaky, "Dr. Grey is not here and… and I did find Nolan, Sir."
"Well?" I don't have time for games, I've got to get to Christian and Ana as fast as I can before something terrible happens.
"He's dead, sir."
I didn't know what to say, if Nolan is dead, that means someone killed him to get to Grace. So whoever is behind this, is starting to pick off the Grey's one by one. I can't let that continue, I'm mad at myself as it is for the mess up we are in right now.
"Thank you Ryan, contact all the Grey's PPO's and tell them what is going on, and to secure them. I will call Welch myself to let him know." With that said I hung up the phone and started to dial Welch and inform him of what I know so far. As I look down at the screen of the little blinking dots for Mr. and Mrs. Grey, I notice that they are on the move again, only this time just one dot moves while the other one stayed behind. I need to get there and fast!
ANA'S POV:
Ok, so right now I'm being kidnapped in a van by what looks like three guys, two I don't know, and one I do. Roads! Damn him, he's behind this? Or at least involved? I just can't believe my luck. I keep looking over at my husband, so still and quiet, I know it's just killing him right now not having any control over this situation. I don't know where we are right now, but I do know that we seem to be stopping. I wish I could look out the window, but all I see is the top of this van and just around the floor.
When the van came to a complete stop the blond opened the side door to reveal some light coming in. After my eyes adjusted, I just looked at a field, with woods not far beyond its border. The other guy from the front seat came on back and sat in the seat next to Christian with a smirk on his face. Don't worry buddy, my husband will wipe that smirk right off when we get out of here if I don't do it first.
"Well," he started to say, his voice hoarse, "As our instructions this is the end of the line for someone."
I could see Christian tense, and I could feel the fear creeping up into my body. What is this guy talking about? Before I could ask he took Christian's blindfold off so I could I could see his eyes. There were so many emotions swimming around in those beautiful grey orbs, anger, sadness, worry, and definitely fear. Seeing his fear brought great fear to my eyes, and along with it tears.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" I squeak out. I had to know, I didn't like the way this situation was starting to look.
With a chuckle the man responded, "Well, pretty lady, we need to take you to our boss, who has been waiting a long time for you. He said he only wanted you, and to take care of anyone else that may stand in his way."
As I sat up some I could feel a gun to my head as I watched the man start undoing Christian's restraints. "Now Grey, you make one wrong move and we put a hole in her pretty little head. We wouldn't want that, now would we?"
I felt paralyzed, unable to move in fear of what was going to happen next. I kept looking into Christian's eyes as he looked right back at me, and watched as he was forced outside of the van.
"NO!" I didn't even know I yelled until a slap came across my face with instructions to shut up. When I straightened my head back towards Christian I saw him trying to battle the guy that took him outside. What happened next was too fast to comprehend, but in the end I saw my husband knelt down on the ground after being shot in the leg. I started to bawl, and could barely see the man drag him just out sight of the van and towards the fields.
I waited for what seemed like forever, until I heard it. Two gunshots rang thru the air and the sound just felt like a stab to my heart. I watched where they disappeared until I saw him emerge, the man. He didn't have Christian with him, and he was running back to the van. I kept shaking my head, I couldn't believe what I was seeing, I was hoping that he would bring my husband back to me, but he left him out there. What's going on? I felt more tears trail down my face as the man jumped back into the van and closed the door.
"Move! Move!" he yelled at Roads who was driving, "It's done."
I couldn't hold it in any longer, I started to scream, demanding to know what he has done with Christian. I started to thrash my arms towards him, but only hurt myself in the process. I continued to scream at him until he dealt a blow of his own across my face and put some tape on my mouth. The van sped out of there to who knows where, and I sat in the back of the van crying, and scared. I just want to go home. And I want my husband with me. I can't believe that he could be dead. Not Christian, please not him! I sat and rubbed my belly and kept chanting in my head that we will all be ok, we will all be ok. Please, let us all be ok.