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Chapter 9: Why?
Edward and Catherine were at the house waiting for Phillip to come back. He said he had to go see Meg and that he would try to go see their parents while they were out. Around dinner time a servant came and got them dressed and took them to the dining area.
Raoul sat at the head of the table, and Aunt Macy sat on his left. They took seats on Raoul's right.
"What's the point of kidnapping us if you're gonna be nice to us? It goes against the "hostage" rule," Edward shot.
"We want you to be comfortable. You're kids," Macy said. Looking at Catherine, who was eyeing her food, she comments icily, "It's not poisoned, Madame."
"I wouldn't harm you. You're Christine's children," Raoul state.
"But you kidnapped us…of course…that makes sense," Catherine mutters.
Raoul started, but stopped, "I love her…"
"Just cooperate and you'll go home," Macy stated coolly then smiled.
Edward and Catherine looked at each other and the nodded solemnly.
The rest of dinner was quiet; they ate and went back to their room. Both children were tired from earlier.
Around nine or ten Phillip came home and snuck in the room that Edward and Catherine occupied.
"Edward, Catherine, wake up its Phillip," Phillip whispered.
"Phillip?" Catherine asked groggily.
"Did you see mom or dad?" Edward whispered.
"Yes I did and he told me to give you these," Phillip reached in his pocket for the doll and compass. "He said that you will probably be missing them."
"My doll," Catherine squeaked. "He found my doll."
Edward picked up his compose and opened it, "Nadir must have bring them home when we dropped them. Phillip wasn't there to get them."
"What did Daddy say?" Catherine asked.
"You must be daddy's little girl?" Phillip smiled.
"Yea," Catherine giggle, "and Edward is a mommy's boy."
Edward growled at his sister, sounding much like a young Erik.
Phillip smiled at them, "Anyway, your dad is angry and that may be an understatement. He mistook me for Raoul, thankfully Christine was there. He wants me to keep an eye on you two. I will also be passing information back and forth through Meg. I was instructed to act like I'm not in contact with them so we have to wait for Raoul or your dad to make the first move."
"I hope Raoul does," Catherine mutters.
"Mom's there, Cat. Dad won't do nothing rash."
"Get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow." Phillip hugged them tight, kissing each on the top of their heads, "We will get you home."