Chapter 34: Found!
Kevin's PoV:
When a figure appears beside me, I scream. I sigh with relief, when I realize that it's just a deer. I bring my arm down and stand up, slowly. It didn't run away, when I screamed, and it doesn't run away now… I lift my left arm and start to pet it. "It's OK. I won't hurt you," I say. "You aren't scared of me, are you? I'm glad you found me. I'm scared. I just escaped from my kidnapper. I'm trying to head to the road, but it seems farther away than I thought it was…"
"And it'll only get farther away, kid!" I gasp, and I'm frozen with fear. The deer runs away. I slowly turn around and see a clearly angered and possibly murderous Harry. He grabs onto my left arm and starts pulling me away from the road. I start screaming at the top of my lungs. I can't push him or hit him, because my free arm is completely useless from its injuries… "Shut up, kid! You'll get the beating of your life, when we get back to the house!"
"I'm not going back to the house! I'm going back to the road!" As frozen as my foot is, I kick Harry, hard enough for him to let me go. I start running, trying to keep my balance in the mound of snow. Immediately, he's after me...
"Get back here, you little shit!" He closes in on me, but falls down. I continue running. I don't see anything ahead of me, until I see headlights drive by. My eyes widen with excitement! The road! I wasn't crazy, after all!
"Help! Help!" I scream. I make it to road. I'm no longer trudging through the snow. I run up the side of the road, trying to make it to town! I don't see any streetlights! Where's the town?!
"Give up, kid! You're nowhere near town!" I don't listen to Harry, and I continue running. I hear a gunshot fire! "I'll fucking shoot ya, kid, if you don't stop running!" I don't listen, and I continue to run. I'm THIS close! I won't give up now!
He shoots at me again and again, constantly missing. His aim's off by a little bit... It might have to do with the cold... If he's cold, he might miss me a whole lot easier... Eventually, he stops shooting. I quickly look behind me, noticing that the gun just may be out of bullets.
I hear another car off in the distance. I start screaming again, "Help! Somebody! Help me! I've been kidnapped!" I'm lucky that as many cars as there have been are going by this early in the morning. It's probably later than I think it is. Probably four or 4:30 in the morning... People are probably heading to work or something. I don't know, and that doesn't matter right now. What matters right now is that a car is coming, and I'll be able to get help now. I sigh and start crying with relief. I see a glimmer of the headlights that are at the bottom of the hill. Come on, car! Hurry up! I quickly glimpse behind me, and I see that Harry just hasn't given up on me yet... The car eventually reaches the top of the hill. The headlights are blinding, but I'm ever so thankful to them. I hold my hand out, panicked. "Stop! Please! Help!" The car sees me and slows down. I run in front of the car, stumbling, and open their passenger side door on the other side, desperately. I get in and close the door. The man driving looks at me, confused. "Please! Get me out of here! Please! He'll get me!" The man notices that I'm physically and mentally a mess. "Please!" We drive off, and I say, "Take me back to town,"
"Who... Who are you?..." the man asks, still confused. I don't blame him.
"I'm nine-year-old Kevin McCallister. I was kidnapped last Tuesday in Chicago. Get me to town and away from Harry."
"You're that kid that was kidnapped by Harold Lime last week?" I nod, holding my dried-up, bloodied mitten up to my face. The man does a U-turn and heads back into town. We passed Harry, when we turned around, I'm sure, but I didn't notice. I don't want to see him, anyway... I don't want to look at his face again for as long as I live! "What happened to you?" He's clearly concerned.
"Too much... Please... Just get me away from him..." I say, more tears pouring out. I slide down in the seat, burying my face into my hand. "He's probably chasing after us... He hates me... He's going to kill me..." I say, through sobs. "Get me away from him... Please..."
"It's OK, son. We're heading to the Police Station. You're lucky to be alive. I heard about your escape attempts. You're very smart,"
I look up to him with my tear-streaked, beaten, and bloodied face. I say, "Thank you..." I hide my face in my hand again.
"Here, let me turn on the heat higher for you," He turns up the heat higher. "You must be freezing. How long were you outside?"
"At least an hour..." I say, muffled.
"You're lucky I came by. I'm just heading home from my night shift job."
"He beat me..."
"Look," I feel him place a hand on my shoulder. "We're going to the Police Station. You'll be safe there. They'll get you a shower, some warm clothes, and food, OK? Boy, these States will be celebrating that you've been found," He pauses a moment before asking, "I see you haven't used your right arm. Did anything happen to it?"
"Yes..." I say, muffled, and nodding. "He broke my arm and stabbed me in the shoulder with the knife I was using as self-defence..."
"We'll get you to the hospital with protection from the police as soon as we get there, OK, buddy?" I nod and continue to cry. Am I dreaming? Is my nightmare really over? Have I really been saved by this man? "Here," I sense that he's reaching for something in the backseat, while driving. I feel it over me, all of a sudden. "I have this blanket in the back just for emergencies. Clearly, this is an emergency, so I want you to use it."
"Thank you..." I say, as I pull it up over me.
"By the way, my name's Ben... Ben Pelzer."
"Nice to meet you, Ben..." I say, as I drift off to sleep…
A Little While Later…
I feel myself being levitated and carried. I'm still wrapped in the blanket, while being carried out in the cold. I open my eyes, and I see that we're almost to a building. I don't really notice that it's a Police Station, until a few moments later, since I just woke up… "Are we at the… Police Station?..." I ask. I'm so weak...
"Yes." Ben answers. He walks inside the Police Station with me. Since my eyes are droopy, because I'm barely awake, I barely see the police officer at the front desk stand up and sprint over to me.
"Sweetheart, are you OK?"
"It's Kevin McCallister. Harold Lime was chasing after him, and I happened to be driving by. He's quite hurt and traumatized,"
"Alright, let's get him into the bed," The officer takes me out of Ben's arms and carries me behind the desk and into a room with a bed. She lays me down on the bed and covers me with the blanket. I'm still shivering. She pulls off my hat and brushes my hair, which is a mess, out of my face. "I'll be right back, sweetie," The police officer leaves the room, while I lay here, starting to drift off to sleep again, relieved that I'm safe at the Police Station...
Officer at the Desk's PoV:
I head back into the lobby and say to the man that brought in the boy, "I don't know how to thank you, sir..."
"Ben Pelzer," The man shakes hands with me. "The kid was clearly terrified. Harold Lime's still out there."
"We'll make sure he's protected, especially when he gets to the hospital,"
"Is there anything else I can do?" he asks.
"No. You did enough. Thank you,"
"I want to know how the kid's doing. Here's my number," He hands me his card. "I always keep it on me. Let me know how he is. He was clearly... traumatized... I don't know how to explain it..."
"I know what you mean. I'll let you know how he's doing. He'll be fine,"
"Thank you. I'd better get home now. I just got off my night shift, when I found him,"
"OK. You go home and get some sleep. We don't want you driving off the road, now,"
"Thank you. Have a good day,"
"I will. Thank you," And the man leaves...
I run over to my phone, when Officer Johnathan James walks in. "What happened?" he asks.
"The little boy, Kevin McCallister, is in the bed in the back room! A man, named Ben Pelzer, found him!"
"Thank God!"
"I'm calling the Police Station in Chicago right now!" I pick up the phone and dial the Chicago Police Station's number...
Kate's PoV:
I sit here, watching TV in the kitchen with my family. Well, most of them, anyway... The phone rings, and I holler, running over to the phone, "Turn that down! Turn that down!" I pick up the phone and say, "Hello?"
"Mrs. McCallister, great news!"
"Yes?!" I ask, anxiously.
"Your son has been found. He's in Washington, DC, Albion, Whitman's Police Station."
I burst into tears, and Peter rushes into the room, followed by my kids. "What's wrong?! Is it about
Kevin?! Is he OK?!"
"Peter! He's been found! Our baby's been found!" Peter's face lights up and he runs up to me and hugs me. He's crying... Peter barely ever cries... Buzz, Linnie, Megan, and Jeff cheer. I speak back into the phone, "Is he OK?"
"I hate to say this, ma'am, but Officer Jolie Davidson in Washington said that he's hurt pretty bad," I bring my hand up to my face and cry into it. "I recommend taking him to a therapist. Your son is very, very traumatized..."
"Can I talk to him? Please?"
"Of course, ma'am. Hold on, I'll connect the call to Albion, Whitman's Police Station."
"OK. Thank you,"
I'm put on hold for a minute or more. I'm impatient. I want to hear my son's beautiful voice, which I haven't heard for so long. I hear another line pick up. "Hello? Mommy?"
"Baby! Baby, thank God! Are you OK?!"
"I'll be fine, Mom,"
"We'll come to Washington immediately, OK? The police and doctors are going to take real good care of you, honey,"
I hear Kevin hesitate on the other end. "Harry... Harry's still out there..."
"He won't get you, honey, I promise..."
"He always finds me... Everywhere... He's always caught me again, when I'd try to escape..."
"I can assure you, baby, that he won't..."
"Are Dad, Buzz, Linnie, Megan, and Jeff there?"
"Yes. They're right here. Say 'hi'," I hand the phone to Peter and gesture for my other kids to come over to the phone.
"Hey, kiddo," Peter says to Kevin.
I listen in to the conversation. I hear Kevin say, "Hi, Dad!"
I gesture for the others to talk to him, as well. They all say, "Hi, Kevin!"
"Hi, Buzz, Megan, Linnie, and Jeff! I've missed you guys!"
"We've missed you, too, little buddy. Including Buzz." Megan says.
"I can't wait to get back home..."
"We can't wait to see you, too, little brother!" Linnie says, excited.
"The police will be taking me to the hospital in a few minutes. I wanna talk, though..."
"I know you do, sweetie, but you have to go to the hospital, OK?" I say.
"The hospital scares me..."
"I know it does, buddy, but we'll be right there as soon as we can, OK?" Peter says.
"OK, Dad... I love you... All of you..."
"We love you, too, buddy..."
"We love you, Kevin!" the kids say, clearly happy and excited that Kevin's safe and they get to see him
soon.
"Bye, honey. We'll see you soon!"
"Bye, Mom. I love you," And he hangs up on the other end.
I forgot about the police officer still on the phone at the same time, as well. He says, "I heard your conversation. Like I said, he'll need some help..."
"As soon as we bring him home from Washington, we'll get him the help he needs," I say.
"When will you guys head to Albion?"
"Within the next hour, I hope. We have to get packed and ready, etc... We're going to take the next flight there, so we can get there sooner,"
"OK. Good luck, ma'am,"
"Thank you. And, thank you, for trying to help find our son..."
"That's our duty, ma'am. You're welcome. Take care,"
"You too. Bye-bye,"
"Bye,"
We hang up. "Alright, everybody, we're on the next flight to Washington! Let's move!" They all run up the stairs, to get ready to go to Washington, to see Kevin. They're all clearly excited. "Let's go get ready, honey," I say to Peter, overjoyed, because I finally get to see my baby, after almost a week of worrying. Peter and I head up the stairs, holding hands, to get ready for the flight to Washington...
To be Continued...
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A/N: Thank you again! Do the usual! ^_^
There's one more chapter after this, then a sequel that I'll have to figure out! This was the longest chapter I've ever written for this story! And I'm sure it's as enjoyable as the others! ^_^ Well, it has to be! Kevin got saved, and in a very intense way, mind you! ^_^ The poor little boy's traumatized, but we'll get into more detail with that next chapter, OK? For now, they're on their way to Washington, while Kevin's on his way to the hospital! Though, keep in mind of Kevin's fear... ;) More details about that in the sequel! Well, look forward to the next chapter, eat your drugs, don't do vegetables, and don't stay in school! Wait, back up... I meant to say, eat your vegetables, don't do drugs, and stay in school! Yes, I'm in a weird mood... Don't mind me... Lol! Oh! S Lila 315! Your preview for that chapter got to me! I expect that update soon, even though the next chapter has nothing to do with the preview you sent me! And, you, CoverGirl7210, I expect that next chapter for your Home Alone story soon, too! And that Richie Rich story you've been talking about! Also, MiHiLover1, I did an idea similar to what you had! OK, I'm done. ;) I'll shut up now! See you guys next chapter! Avoir! :D
- Termina's Hero1234 (That was the longest freaking Author's Note I've ever done, I believe...)