Mack strolled along the beach, trying to relax from the day, knowing that Eliot wouldn't leave until he had answers. She was going to have to stay home bound, or be moved. She knew her husband, now that he knew she was alive, he'd search until he found her. Wanting to be rescued, is all she thought about, but it was a selfish thought.

Glancing towards the house next door, she thought she caught a glimpse of Nate. She didn't know if she was just being paranoid, or if it really was him. Rushing back towards the house, she locked herself inside, going to her room. She called Lucas, telling him what had happened, pleading with him to spare her families life. He told her he believed her this one time, to be ready to go in twenty minutes.

She quickly packed a bag, waiting by the front door, she was taken to the jet, and whisked away.

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Later that night, Eliot was sneaking into the house that Mack was living in. He was fighting every instinct to run down the hall, and carry her out of there. Searching every room, had brought no sign of her. Finally, the last room he could smell her perfume, the bed hadn't been slept in. Panic started to set in, looking towards the bed, he saw and envelope with his name on it.

Ripping it open he found a letter, with Mack's neat hand writing. He sank down on the bed, reading the letter.

Dear Eliot,

I'm sorry that I ran from you, but I did it for your safety. Know that I love you, and I'll never love other man. I ask that you not look for me, they'll kill you, if you don't stop. I know it's a lot to ask, but if you love me, you'll do what I ask. Go back to Boston and find someone else, the world thinks I'm dead, it's okay for you to put me to rest. I'm not coming back to you, they won't allow it. The baby is healthy and strong, I'll tell him all about his wonderful daddy.

Forever Yours

Mack

Eliot saw the ultra sound picture that was included in the letter, staring at it, he teared up. He was having a son, holding onto the picture, he left the house going next door. Slamming the kitchen door when he went in, Nate looked up frowning when it was just him.

"Where's my sister?"

"She's gone, left a note telling me good bye." He clinched his jaw, willing the tears to stay away. "I'm having a son." Eliot left the room, needing some time to himself. Sophie watched him leave, worried that he'd slowly start to unravel.

"What are we going to do Nate?"

"We're going to find my sister!"

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Mack was surprised when she was still in the states, she thought that Lucas would fly her out of the country. She was in Galveston, Texas, the heat was horrible, a car picked her up at the private airstrip and took her to the house. She was under house arrest while she was there, not knowing what was going to happen to her.

Trying to remain calm, for her health and the babies was becoming difficult. She was still Fiona Douglas, that hadn't changed. Closing her eyes, she tried to relax in her bedroom. Having visions of Eliot, and the life they could have had, was too much for her, she broke down in tears. The baby started kicking, rubbing her stomach, she wiped away her tears.

"Your daddy is the one of the greatest men I know. He isn't going to stop looking for us, no matter what." She smiled. "He's stubborn that way, I'm hoping you don't inherit that trait from him."

The bedroom door swung open, Quinn stepped into the room. "I second that."

"Come on Mack, I'm taking you home." As she started to get up from the bed, one of her guards stepped in, shooting Quinn in the head. Mack let out a blood curling scream, sitting up in bed, she rubbed her eyes. It had been a dream, letting out a ragged breath, she rubbed her stomach. Running her fingers through her shortened hair, she tried to get her emotions in check.

Getting up from the bed, she went into the bathroom, splashing water on her face. Leaning against the door, she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

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Quinn had followed some leads, he knew that Phillips' plane had landed at a private airstrip in Galveston. He needed to track where Mack was taken after that, he was bound and determined to find her and get her home to Eliot. He had figured that she was being forced to use an alias, he would figure it all out. He had already found the location of the house, he was just waiting for night fall to go in.

He found a place that he could keep the house under surveillance, watching and waiting for some sign of life. He watched as a van pulled up for a satellite company, he eased from his hiding place. Going to the van, he looked through paperwork, looking for information, on the occupants of the house. He looked up in time to see the door opening, Mack was letting the man from the company out.

He climbed out of the van, creeping closer to the house. "Ms. Douglas, if you have any problems please give us a call."

"Thank you." She shut the door, Quinn slipped around the side of the house. Looking for a place to get inside, he saw a set of french doors, that were slightly open. Slipping over to them, he peeked inside, trying to get a read on the place. "Fiona, is behaving herself. Have they left Florida yet? I'll put her on the jet next week and send her back."

Quinn wasn't going to let them send her back to Florida, he was getting her out of this house and getting her to Boston.

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Mack curled up in bed, exhaustion over taking her, she didn't know if she could do this for the next four months. The worry that Eliot and the others would be killed because of her, the moving around. Hearing footsteps in the hall, she knew it was the guards making their rounds. Her door swung open, the head guard came storming inside.

"We've got to go!" He dragged her from the bed. She was pulled into the hall, her eyes adjusting to the light, she saw Quinn laying in the hall. She let out a straggled cry, almost falling to her knees. She was jerked to her feet, tears running down her face, she was taken out of the house. The car took off for the airstrip, she had no idea where she was going.

She couldn't get Quinn's crumpled body out of her head, her body started to shake. A blanket was wrapped around her, Quinn was gone trying to save her.

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Quinn moved once he knew the house was empty, trying to take care of his injuries, he pulled out his phone. Sending a text to Eliot:

Mack is going by Fiona Douglas, she's on the move from Galveston, Texas to who knows where. Recheck Florida.

Laying down he let out a labored breath, before passing out.