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In the car John was reading off the notes he had made from the reports he'd read on Jess.

'The attack happened around when Jess turned 15-poor girl- and the man was a relative of someone from Gatewood that she knew, he was visiting for a few days. She didn't report it to the police but when the hospital treated her injuries - a black eye, bruised wrists, swollen lip, scratches etc- they had a pretty good idea of what had happened. Jess didn't make a formal statement so nothing could be done and he wasn't charged'.

John sighed 'she was in and out of trouble with her care home and the law for the next few months and then she was listed as officially missing...three months later is the next recording Jessica...she gave birth in Tacoma General Hospital, named the boy Harry James Radcliffe-Cole, the father was left un named on the birth certificate'.

Christian didn't say anything, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as they headed to the address of Jess's grandmother Julie Radcliffe in Gatewood.

The house was small but quaint, with a row of beautiful flowers out the front and a greying woman tending to them.

Julie Radcliffe looked up as John and Christian hurried up her pathway.
'Can I help you two?'. She looked a little like Jess and Christian nodded 'where's Jessica?'.

She shrugged 'You'll be Christian I assume?' he nodded in confusion and she continued

'she said you might come after her, well they left about twenty minutes ago, she gave me the rest of the money and took off with Harry, said she was going start again'.

'And you just handed over a fifteen month child to it's sixteen year old mother?' Julie shrugged 'it's her baby, what can I do? And she's seventeen now anyway, was her birthday yesterday'.

Christian inwardly swore to himself for not having known. 'Why did she give you money?'

'For looking after Harry, she ran off to Seattle and sends me money to look after her son'. Christian looked angry now

'You do realise that she was stripping to get you that money? She was getting naked for strange men to get you the money to look after her son. That's not bad parenting, that's sacrificing for your child, that's what you're supposed to do'.

Julie narrowed her eyes

'how Jess choses to make money is hardly my fault is it. I never really cared for the girl, my son and husband always made sure we looked after her, but a girl like that- she's a street rat, she's never going to be a good mother'.

Christian and John were both surprised they managed to hold themselves back, hitting a woman wouldn't go down well but it was really fucking tempting to them both.

John narrowed his eyes 'where has she gone?' Julie rolled her eyes 'she found out Marcus was back in town so I don't know, she'll probably be going as far away from here as possible'

She thought intently for a second 'uh, well she got a passport a few months back for Harry...I'd check the airport, probably find them heading there'.

Christian and John left quickly, the psychiatrist looking around at the small street 'it's a small community, she can't have got far in twenty minutes can she? I mean...the boy is only fifteen months old'.

'John, I'm hardly knowledgeable about babies am I?'. He laughed slightly 'true. Well she'll have to buy supplies and food, I think we need to look close to home'.

The town square wasn't particularly big but John was there first, looking around quickly through the busy crowded streets quickly.

There was a bigger town- centre area on the other side of Gatewood with more shops. That was where Christian was searching as John looked around the town square.

Welch had sent them both an image on their phones of what the man who raped Jess looked like.

It was a mug shot and John was looking out for him as much as Jess.

After a few minutes he saw her, dressed in a grey coat, black tights and boots. Jess' hair was down and curly and John knew it was because she could cover her face more easily by looking down, and she didn't even register John, her eyes locking on someone else in the crowds.

John saw the back of the small child in her arms dressed in black trousers, a big warm red jacket and a black woolly hat.

He was relieved that the boy was with her but John glanced behind him and saw with horror who was crossing the road towards him, though he was heading for Jess.

John knew he had seen Jess and he recognised the man, it was the man Welch had sent him.

John walked in front of the man, making it look accidental 'oh god, I'm so sorry'.

Marcus was slightly shorter than John, in his late twenties, scraggy black hair, pale skin and dark brown eyes. 'Oh for fucks sake- what did you do that for?'.

John saw out of the corner of his eye that Jess had disappeared from the square and suddenly leant in close to Marcus, his voice low and threatening

'oh I know exactly where you were going, and it's not going to happen'.

Marcus glanced past him and evidently saw that Jess was gone 'what gives you the right to stop her from seeing me?'.

'Because I care about her, and I'm not going to let her become yet another statistic, alright, you've already done enough damage to her'.

Marcus was about to speak again but John lost his patience, punching him hard in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Without another look behind, John stalked off, dialling on his phone immediately.

'Christian, it's me- I just punched that Marcus guy, he's not got up yet so I think he's out of the picture for a while. Jess is here, she got away though, her sons with her two...get Welch to try and track her phone again'.

Harry was walking slowly, though he was refusing to be carried and seemingly trying to show his independence.

He stopped walking suddenly and Jess turned, her hand nearly slipping out of his, she turned and saw that he was looking at a sweet shop window with glee in his face.

He turned to look at Jess, a huge smile on his face 'Mama? Peese?'.

She glanced at her watch and sighed, knowing that she'd already given in, walking him into the shop with a reserved smile.

Harry already knew how to get around his mother, and was very happy to be spending time with her again, not letting her hand go.

Jess had turned her phone back on, unaware that Christian could trace it; she'd only switched it back on to see at what time there were flights later in the day for them.

They didn't have luggage, Julie had agreed to send the bags wherever Jess asked.

Welch had now managed to trace Jess's mobile phone and Christian was following his directions quickly through the town, finding himself opposite an old fashioned sweet shop.

Christian spotted Jess crouching down outside the shop and hung up quickly, crossing the road to her.

Jess was crouched down and Christian coughed, which made her still slightly. Jess turned her head around, seeing Christian as she stood up.

As she did, she turned around, and Christian saw the small child in her arms, leaving him at a loss of what to say.

The little boy was small and adorable, with a huge smile, reddy-brown hair, blue eyes and pink cheeks.

'We'll talk later, Jess, come on let's just get home'. She faltered 'It's not my home, Christian. Thanks for everything but it's just not is it'.

He exhaled deeply 'what's wrong with where I live?'.

Jess shook her head 'nothing. It's not that, I just can't leave Harry again, alright Christian? Where my son is, that's where I'm staying'

Christian rolled his eyes slightly, sighing 'Jess, you idiot. I'm not asking you to abandon your child, after my own childhood that's the last thing in the world I'd ask you to do'.

She looked confused and Harry started laughing, playing with her hair and muttered 'mummy sad?'.

Jess swallowed and kissed her son lightly on the cheek, which made him smile again. 'Christian, I'm sorry…'

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