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Chapter 5

CHRISTIAN'S POV:

Sitting in bed at Seattle Grace waiting for the doctor to come and discharge me, I'm flipping this archaic device just begging it to ring, hoping for an answer on the other side. I've gone thru this phone and there is no information stored anywhere, and no way to reach the other side… but they can reach me. Will they? And what will they tell me? I feel so hopeless, I'm failing my wife and son. I got shot in the leg, but it didn't hit anything vital, just a quick fix and crutches for a few days. I learned what had happened since Ana and I were kidnapped.

My mother has gone missing, and her PPO Nolan was found dead. We heightened security all around the family. We think the same people that have Ana also has my mother, but I'm not sure why. It seems as if someone is picking those closest to me, but for what reason? I have Welch looking into any new or old threats that may seem to put us in lead. Right now all we have is the little blip on the phone, to show me where my family is. I guarantee that I will not lose sight of that signal.

Taylor has a team headed out to follow the signal, it seems to be up by Silver Lake, a bit further out into the woods I'm told. They definitely would have taken her there! I'm just waiting on word from Taylor about how the crew is doing. Last I heard they were just 20 minutes out, then some hiking and scoping. And that was half hour ago. I keep watch on my phone, for any sign of her signal moving back towards me, towards home.

I called Ray last night, and told him what was going on. He's making a few calls himself and will be in sometime tonight. He assured me he would call Carla, which I greatly thanked him for. I spoke with Flynn in the night, and he will meet me back at Escala when I arrive. I need him on my team constantly right now, I don't know how to handle these feelings I'm having.

The doctor comes in to give me my instructions and I see Taylor in the doorway holding my crutches. I thank the doctor and I follow him on out, I refused the wheelchair, I wasn't going out like that. He led me to a side entrance so we don't get mobbed by the paps, there were some witnesses yesterday that saw the abduction, and the media has been going crazy. I can't deal with them right now. I climb into the back of the SUV, and Taylor starts to drive us on home. I kept watch on my phone, willing the little blip to move, do something. It wasn't long until I got my wish.

"Taylor!"

"Yes, sir?"

"Any updates from your team? It looks like Ana's moving." I asked him. Does the team have her? Is she safe? I see that the direction is taking farther out, not sure if it's a good sign.

"I haven't heard anything yet sir," he answers as he pulls up in the garage, "I've been expecting their call, but I also know my guys, they will do the mission first, and report later. Trust them sir, they will track her down, they are handy men in the wilderness."

"Ok," I sighed out, "But I want you to find out what the status is when we get upstairs. Ana's moving and I want where and I need to know why. I want to know your men have her. And find out about my mother, is she with her?"

We ride up in the elevator together, but remained quiet. I kept watching Ana moving, even farther than the original point. Taylor was doing some texting, reaching who he can right now. I'm so nervous, anxious and very worried. I want information and I want it now!

The familiar ping of the elevator alerts everyone of my arrival. I have a few people already waiting for me, and have already set up station in my apartment. Gail is in the kitchen providing snacks and drinks for the hard workers, when she saw me she came to offer me a glass of wine, in which I graciously took, and led me over to the sofa in the great room. Gail has been strong these last two days, she has been going up to the hospital continuously for Sawyer, he has made it out of surgery, but is critical. We are hoping he heals well while in his coma, but I will make sure he gets the best care possible.

I sit and sip my wine, looking at my phone, and listening to the constant chatter and ringing going on thru the room. I'm not paying close attention to details, but I do know everyone here is doing their best to find Ana and my mom. Flynn comes over to sit by me, with an understanding look on his face. I talk to him briefly, nothing that wasn't said last night when I called. I know he's worried too, he may be my therapist, but he's been a friend of the family as well. I watch the signal move, at a quicker speed farther away from home. In my heart I know something is wrong, she's going the wrong way. I was about to call Taylor when I saw him coming over to me and taking a seat. The look on his face told me it wasn't going to be anything I want to hear, but need to. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly and looked him in the eyes.

"Sir, we have a situation."

GRACE'S POV:

I'm not sure where I am, but I know I'm not home. I don't remember much before I passed out, just going out to my car to head to work, then I heard a gunshot and someone grab me and everything go dark. I woke up in this little room, who knows where, on a mattress just thrown on the floor. At least there are a couple blankets and pillows, it is a bit drafty in here. It reminds me of an old basement, no windows and concrete walls. There's a little room over there with a toilet and a sink, but nothing else. What would anyone want with me? Was I just kidnapped? I'm so unsure of everything right now, I wonder if anyone has noticed me missing. Knowing my son, he's got a whole team out there looking for me right now, so I'm not worried. I'll just sit here and wait until help arrives.

I hear footsteps above me, and I know someone else is here with me. I'm not sure if they know I'm awake yet or not, but I'm not going to clue them in either. I'm listening to the muffle sounds of the voices, with only a few words clear. I don't want to assume anything, but what I'm hearing isn't sounding good. I can hear them moving across the floor, then what sounds like someone coming down the steps to the big wooden door across the room. I heard them unlock it from the other side, and the door swung open. In came a man, maybe early thirties, with brown hair and eyes, and pretty tall and muscular. He came over to where I was sitting up in the bed and ordered me to stand up. Well, I know I'm not in any position to fight him, or even disobey his commands right now, so I slowly got to my feet. He grabbed my arm and led me thru the door.

"I don't want any trouble from you doctor," he warned me as he led me thru the rooms on the first level. I noticed where I was, it looked like an old beaten down house, in desperate need of some paint and new floors, and windows. Definitely a place to hide if you don't want to be found, but I do want to be found. I was taken up some steps to an upper room, where there was a chair and a window. I was told to stay in here until he came back for me. He left me with a sandwich and bottled water, and I will say that I was hungry enough to devour my little meal. I'm going to need to keep my strength up if I want to get out of this alive.

I don't know how long I was kept in that room, but I do know it was after dark. I looked out the window and all I saw was trees, woods, no houses, no towns, no civilization. We are really hidden deep. As I sat there wondering how much longer I watched as headlights came into view. I was hoping and praying it was my rescue, but as I watched the van stop I gasped in shock by what I saw. The men were dragging a very pregnant woman out of the van and leading her into the house. Ana! Oh no, now I know that this is definitely a bad feeling. I notice tears filling up my eyes and I try to not let them fall. I need to be strong, I have a feeling Ana needs me to be. I hope I can see her. I run to the locked door and place my ear against it just to get a better listen in on what is happening downstairs. I heard the front door slam, and then steps going down. I'm assuming they are taking her to the same room that I woke up in.

After a bit of silence I heard voices talking in the room downstairs. It was clearer than what I heard from the basement, and I can make out more of their plot. My face paled as I heard parts of the plan, and I think why anyone would do that to someone? Now I'm not only scared for Ana and the baby, but for myself as well. I cannot let Ana know what they are planning, she will definitely worry and stress herself, I only wonder how she is doing right now with the stress she currently has. My heart is breaking for that sweet girl in the basement, she doesn't need this. I can only imagine what my son is going thru right now, probably pulling on his hair and using every bad word in the book. He's probably bought the cussing dictionary just so he can have a few new words to add to his vulgar vocabulary. I bet Taylor and Sawyer and frantic trying to find every lead to us, and they have the best in the business working on finding us. I just hope they do, and in time.

I was deep in thought when the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs towards me. I backed up and took a seat in my chair. The door unlocked and the same man from earlier came in. Looking at me he informs me that there is someone I need to be with right now, and that it's important right now to keep her calm. They need this baby alive, and I'm here to ensure that to happen. I'm not sure completely what's going to happen after Ana gives birth, but I'm sure they will no longer need me after everyone is ok. I just hope my son finds us before she does give birth, this is not a place for a baby to be born.

I'm taken down the steps to the room I was once in, and open the door slowly. He pushed me thru without a word and quickly locked the door. I looked over to the figure on one of the mattresses lying on the floor, and with the dim light overhead I can make out Ana. There are tear streaks on her face, and she's huddled in a fetal position. I immediately go over to her, and try to wipe her hair from her face, just so I can see her better. Unshed tears fill my eyes as I look at her, looking so lost, scared, and alone. But right now she's not alone, I'm going to be here for her. I see her eyes open, and the look she gave me was of utter shock.

"Grace?" I heard her whisper. I just gave her a little smile and she sat up and I pulled her into a hug. I know we are both needing this connection, she is like a daughter to me. She continues to cry into me as I held her, and I tried to soothe her. I could feel her sobs quieting and I looked down to see that she fell back to sleep. Sleep, my sweet girl, you will need your rest for what we have in store for you. I closed my eyes and tried to rest myself, and drifted off to sleep holding onto Ana.

? POV:

Well, my plan is going smoothly so far, no hiccups. I have been planning this for awhile now, getting the timing just right. As long as my men don't fuck up everything will fall into play. I need to break her down to nothing, so I can rebuild her how I want her. I want this done soon, but I need this done right. Right now nothing can link me in this, not yet. When the time comes everyone will know the great mind they are dealing with! I will not fail! Or my name isn't….