Jane, Kylie, Jamie, Hayley, Caitlin, Felicia, Tammy, Juliette and Arielle. All were back, safe. Sure, they had all been raped and were traumatized, but they were in therapy. They all told the same story Jane did when she was found. They never saw the guy's face and they didn't know his name. They were getting closer to him, though. Every time they found a new girl, they discovered a new clue.
The last girl to be found, Arielle, had given led them to believe the perp kept the girls in some sort of warehouse outside of LA. They went back and forth to the location Arielle was found and tried to find anything that led them to said warehouse.
"He hasn't given us Rebeca back yet." Chloe said.
"Helsen, he let the girls go exactly a year after they were kidnapped. It's been fourteen months since Rebeca was taken but he we haven't found her." Stacie asked the FBI psychiatrist.
"Rebeca is his girl, his fantasy. He's not gonna let her go that easily." Dr. Helsen explained.
"Do you think he could kill her?" Stacie asked.
"It's not impossible. He wants her to himself, so he can kill her to assure that no one else has her." Dr. Helsen said.
"Is there a way we can save her?" Chloe asked, desperately.
"Yes, finding her before he kills her." Dr. Helsen said.
Stacie and Chloe shared a look before sighing and leaving the station.
Jack and Cynthia Rose were driving around the location Arielle was found when suddenly Jack stopped at a cream colored house, looking clean. The back of the house had tall trees and there was a sign saying 'Michael's warehouse'. Something deep in Cynthia Rose's gut saying this was the place.
"We should go ask this guy if he knows anything." Cynthia Rose said.
"That's what I was thinking." Jack said. "There's no harm in asking."
The two got out of the car and entered the warehouse. It was clean and organized, no red flags. A tall, brunette guy, came up from behind the counter with a friendly smile.
"Hello, what can I do for you two?" he asked.
"You Michael?" Jack asked, showing him his badge.
Michael looked at the badge and smiled bigger.
"Michael Hill. I was wondering when the cops would come for me." he said, looking satisfied, yet sadistic.
"You mean…?" Cynthia Rose asked.
"My girls were upset you couldn't help them earlier." Michael said with a 'oh-so-not-sorry' look.
"Michael Hill, you are under arrest for kidnapping and rape." Jack said, putting Michael's hands behind his back and handcuffed him, but Michael looked even happier.
"Is this the part where you take me to the police station and ask me questions?" he asked.
"Yes, but first you're gonna tell us where is Rebeca." Jack said.
"Aaah, Rebeca. She's my girl." Michael said. "I buried her. In an empty lot about 15 minutes ago. I'd hurry to find her if I were you, she might still be alive."
Jack pushed him forward, angrily, but Michael smiled bigger.
Chloe and Stacie were surprised when they spotted Cynthia Rose and Jack holding a guy under arrest.
"That's the guy." Jack said. "You two, search the empty lots around here, he buried Rebeca in one of them."
"Stacie, you take one car I'll take the other." Chloe said and they ran into separate cars going to empty lots.
Chloe got in the third lot and walked out of her car, looking around, she found boot prints in the dirt and saw a hole recently dug there and knelt down, digging as if her life depended on it. Actually, Beca's life depended on it, which was pretty much the same.
Chloe dug until her fingers came in contact with something still warm and soft. She moved the dirt out of the way and saw a pair of feet and her heartbeat increased. She continued digging and found a plastic bag. Her eyes already filled with tears as she pulled the bag out and it ripped in the process.
Beca was in there, unconscious, naked. Her body was bony and it looked like she was actually dead. Her skin was really pale, her lips were almost blue and there were big dark circles under her eyes.
Chloe felt for her pulse, but got none and she felt tears spilling from her eyes.
"Beca, no!" she said, holding the brunette close to herself and attaching her lips to Beca's cold ones. She tried compressing her chest and doing mouth to mouth a few more times, but the tears wouldn't stop as she felt nothing worked.
"Come on, Beca, please." she whispered as she tried mouth to mouth once again. This time, when she did the chest compressions, Beca started couching as if she had water in her lungs.
Chloe smiled through her tears and grabbed her phone to call Flynn.
"Hey Flynn, it's Beale. I've found Rebeca, she needs a bus." Chloe said.
She hung up after giving him the address and turned her attention back to Beca.
"Hang on, Beca, stay with me." she said.
"Chloe." Beca's voice wasn't louder than a whisper.
"Yes, it's me." Chloe said, caressing the brunette's cheek. "Hang on, stay with me."
Beca blinked, slowly as she stared up at the redhead. It had to be an imagination. She died and went to Heaven, right? That had to be the only explanation.
"You saved me." Beca said again.
"Yes." Chloe said, blinking as her vision was blurred by the tears. "Don't worry, we're gonna get you to the hospital."
"Thank you, Chloe." Beca said again, blinking. "You're my angel."
Chloe smiled as more tears rolled down her cheeks and she held the brunette tighter against her.
"Stay with me." Chloe said as she saw the ambulance stopping in front of them.
"Chloe!" Stacie screamed and Chloe looked up.
Stacie frowned when she saw the tears on her friend's cheek.
"Is she dead?" she asked in a small voice.
"No, I saved her, Stacie." Chloe said.
Stacie's face broke into a huge grin.
"I saved her." Chloe repeated.
The paramedics put Beca onto a stretcher and put a blanket on top of her.
"I'll ride with." Chloe informed the paramedics and hopped into the ambulance, taking a seat beside Beca, grabbing her hand and squeezing it tight.
"I'll have someone drive your car and I'll meet you in the hospital." Stacie said.
Chloe nodded before the doors closed and the ambulance drove off.
oO0Oo
Chloe had been waiting for thirty minutes when Stacie showed up. She instantly stood up and hugged her brunette friend tight.
"I found her, Stacie, I found her." she said into the brunette's shoulder.
"You did." Stacie said. "You saved her."
"I did." Chloe said.
"And how is she?" Stacie asked once they pulled apart.
"They haven't told me anything yet." Chloe said just as the doctor walked in.
"Hey, doc, any words on Rebeca?" Stacie asked as he approached.
"You're lucky you found her when you did. Minutes later and she'd be dead. She is malnourished and dehydrated, we put her in an IV, she needs to gain over 30 pounds and that is the worst news." the doctor said. "She has some vaginal trauma, a broken wrist and she's been strangled, there's bruising around her neck and her throat was hurt. She was deprived of oxygen for only 5 minutes, but there are small chances something is gonna happen to her brain or heart."
"But the chances are small?" Stacie asked, hopefully.
"Yes, we're gonna keep her here for a week to monitor her." the doctor said. "She's awake, you can go in now."
Chloe started walking but Stacie grabbed her wrist and stopped her. She turned to her with a questioning look.
"What's wrong, Stace?"
"You know, you go in first. I'm gonna call her parents." Stacie said and offered her a smile, to let her know she wanted to give her and Beca some time alone. She knew how much that meant to the redhead.
Chloe smiled and nodded. Stacie let go of her wrist and at last she went Beca's room. She opened the door slowly and saw the brunette lying on her bed, her left wrist in a cast and her right arm hooked on an IV. She looked so little and weak and that sight broke Chloe's heart. She was sleeping with her head to the side, which made her look even smaller.
The redhead sat beside her bed and took her ride hand into hers, squeezing it tightly. As soon as she did, the brunette's eyes fluttered open and she looked scared. But as soon as she saw those gorgeous blue eyes looking back at her, she calmed down.
"Chloe." she breathed out.
Chloe smiled at her.
"Hey, Beca. How are you feeling?" Chloe asked.
"Horrible." Beca said. "I'm scared and hurt, but… you being here makes me feel a little better."
Chloe smiled bigger and looked down at her other hand.
"What are you doing here by the way? How did you even know where I was?" Beca asked.
"I saved you, Beca." Chloe explained. "I was the one who found you and saved you."
"You mean…" Beca said, looking surprised. "you mean the angel I saw was real? You're the angel who saved me?"
Chloe felt her eyes filled with tears and she sat closer to Beca.
"I am." she said.
Chloe was thankful for this, it felt like time hadn't even passed, Beca was still Beca and Chloe was still Chloe and the sparks both girls felt were still there.
"Thank you for saving me, Chloe. I was so scared." Beca said, her eyes filling with tears.
Chloe stood up and started wiping her tears with her thumb as soon as she fell.
"Shh, it's okay. Michael is in jail and he's never gonna get out." Chloe said.
"H-How do you know that?" Beca asked.
"Because I'm a detective, Beca. I'm working on your case." Chloe said. She caressed the girl's cheek and smiled affectionately at her. "I've been trying to find you ever since you disappeared. I promised myself I wouldn't let you die in that guy's hands."
Beca looked calmer as Chloe said that and she felt safer. She looked at the redhead and her eyes filled with more tears.
"Really?" she asked.
Chloe nodded with a smile.
"Really." she said.
Beca smiled up at the redhead. Her smile didn't show the confidence they used to show, but that was understandable. It was more like a shy smile, but Chloe still thought it was a gorgeous smile.
"Please, don't leave me, Chloe." Beca whispered.
Chloe sat on the bed and hugged her tight, running her fingers through her hair.
"I won't. I promise." Chloe whispered back.
They remained in that position, both afraid if they let go, the other would disappear. An hour later, Suzanne and Ethan Mitchell burst into the room, desperate. The ran over to the brunette's bedside.
Chloe smiled up at them and stood up, wanting to give them privacy with their daughter.
"Oh my God, Beca! We missed you so much!" Suzanne said as she hugged her daughter tight.
Chloe cleared her throat.
"I'm gonna be outside if anyone needs me." Chloe said.
Suzanne and Ethan nodded and turned their attention back to Beca.
oO0Oo
Chloe decided it'd be best if she let Jack and CR interrogate Michael, because if she did, she knew she'd kill him. She stood outside the interrogation room with arms crossed and watched.
"You're a smart guy, Mike, none of the girls ever saw your face." Jack spoke.
"My girls will never rat me out." Michael said.
"Unfortunately for you, Rebeca saw your face and we're gonna call her for a line up. You're going to spend the rest of your miserable life in jail." Cynthia Rose said.
"Rebeca's dead." Michael said, crossing his arms with a smug look.
"She's not." Jack said.
"You're bluffing." Michael said.
"I'm not. Rebeca's very much alive." Jack said. "So you better cooperate with us."
"You see, detective, some people are in it for the money. They don't wanna get caught." Michael said. "I'm different. I wanted to get caught. I wanted to cause pain and suffering to my girls, that's all. Now lock me up. Put me in the electric chair, even."
Jack was very surprised. He's worked as a detective for years but he never saw a perp asked to be arrested.
"You have the right to an attorney." Jack said.
"I don't need one. I'll plead guilty in court." Michael said and stood up. "Now lock me up."
Cynthia Rose was shocked, but gladly did so, taking Michael to their temporary lock up.