Chapter 42

Jordan stared at the people around her and the tools that were sitting there. She realized that what they wanted was her baby and that once they took her baby out of her womb, they would kill her and dump her body somewhere where she might never be found. Jordan knew that her only hope of survival and protecting her child was to find a way to either escape or turn someone against the group.

"Are you going to eat willingly?" The man that had managed to earn her trust asked with his trademark evil smirk on his face.

"Go to…" Jordan felt the hand smack over her mouth to cut her off. She glared at the woman who was keeping her quiet. When the hand was slowly lifted she glared at everyone in the room. "My husband won't let you get away with this."

"Husband?" One woman who clearly hadn't been aware that Jordan was married asked with shock and surprise.

"Yes, husband. My husband, the man who loves me and is the father of my baby." Jordan snapped. She wasn't sure if that would be something that would help her or if that would only make them speed things up.

"So your child would have a family?" The same female asked her. The woman was shooting nasty daggers towards the man and it was becoming apparent he really wasn't calling all the shots.

"Of course. My child will have, with me, a mother, a father, an uncle, a grandfather, and loads of honorary aunts and uncles when it comes to our friends who are more like family. Also my husbands brother is in a serious relationship so if he marries her soon then there will be cousins. Although since we are close with others and our baby will call some of our really close friends auntie and uncle, their kids are already like cousins for our child." Jordan said softly. She was hoping that the family card might help their child. "Our baby won't be spoiled, just because we have money, but, our baby will have everything they need and the work ethic to work hard for the things that they want."

"That's good." The woman murmured and Jordan could tell she needed to think about some things, so she shut up.

Jeff was pacing back and forth in the nursery. He knew that Jordan wanted to decorate it, so he just started organizing things that morning and now he felt out of sorts. The thought of his wife and unborn child out there, somewhere, and he didn't even know if they were being taken care of, bothered him. He had made new video's and the cards, flowers, gifts and letters of support were still coming in from all over the world. The people at WWE headquarters were sympathetic and trying to be as helpful as they could be. They had made it clear that they wanted to help with any ransom payments. Jeff didn't care if that was only a good PR move, he just care that if he needed them to help on the money side, they would. Jeff's head snapped up at the sound of the door opening and hope bloomed in his chest, only to dissipate at the sight of his brother, Matt, standing there.

"Hey." Jeff said. He knew his voice had to give away how disappointed he was that it was Matt coming through the door and not Jordan.

"Hey little bro. Sorry, I know you were probably hoping to see Jordan walking through the door." Matt said understanding what was going through his brothers head at the moment.

"It's all right." Jeff said waving away the apology.

"Still no ransom demand or any contact?" Matt asked hoping that Jeff had gotten a phone call.

"No and the police have a new theory." Jeff said, wincing as he remembered the conversation he had, had with the detectives and federal agents in charge of this case.

"What is the new theory?" Matt asked and he suddenly got the feeling he didn't really want to know. He could tell the theory was already hurting his devastated younger brother and that couldn't be good. "They don't still think she may have left on her own, do they?"

"No, I wish that were their theory, maybe I could sleep a bit better with that one." Jeff said shaking his head before rubbing his hands down his face in an attempt to stall and clear his eyes from the blurriness and tears starting to build.

"If you don't want t tell me, it's all right." Matt said, already noticing the anger, panic and pain in his brothers eyes and his body language.

"No, you might as well hear it from me, since it will be announced soon." Jeff said shaking his head. "They believe she fits the pattern of a series of kidnappings that have been happening lately. They believe she was kidnapped so they could keep her alive long enough to give birth, or they feel they can safely cut him out of her, even if our baby would be a preemie." Jeff said shaking.

"Oh man, oh no way. You said him, is it a boy?" Matt asked, hoping to slightly distract his brother.

"We don't really know, or at least I don't. But we have an agreement that we never call our baby an it, so sometimes I switch off between him and her." Jeff explained shaking his head.

"Okay. What happens to the mothers once the baby is taken?" Matt really didn't want to ask, didn't want to know and think about it. But if his younger brother had to live with the knowledge, so did he.

"They are found brutally slain." Jeff responded before collapsing.

Jordan looked up when she heard footsteps heading her way. She saw the woman who had been upset at finding out her child really did already have a family. She had a feeling it really didn't matter though, because she had seen their faces and heard their voices. Sighing, the woman set a tray of food and water on the table next to her bed. Jordan wasn't sure what to plan was but she wasn't going to eat and drink on her own, just so they could trick her again.

"I sent pretty much all my team away. They will head to some of our safe houses and we will all lie low. I am well aware that you were already lied to and that you explained this situation to one of my employees beforehand. Don't worry, he had already been dealt with. After you eat this food, drink the water and use the bathroom, I am going to chain you up so that me and the rest of my people can get a head start out. No matter where we are, four hours after we leave, a tip will be called into the local police as well as the FBI hotline about where you are and that they need to get here fast or you won't survive. We don't kidnap women who aren't hookers, druggies, criminals or women who can't give their baby what they need, you don't fit that or any categories. You never should have been grabbed. After we saw the video pleas your husband has been making, we knew that a major line had been crossed and we need to re-evaluate our standards for new employees and triple check all women on our list so this never happens again." The woman stated.

Jordan started eating the food and drinking the water, she had to hope that this woman was telling the truth, because the alternative was something she couldn't consider. If there was any hope that she was going home to Jeff in a matter of hours, she had to hold onto it. Her new family, especially her husband and unborn child, were her whole life and she needed to hope that she wasn't going to lose them. "Why do you do this?" Jordan asked the woman softly.

"To be perfectly honest, it's to protect these unborn babies the way that no one protected me. I know what it's like to have no family and come from a home where your mother was either high or drunk all the time and if I can protect just one baby from that, then I am doing my duty to the helpless." The woman stated with a shrug. "These babies always go to amazing and safe and loving homes. I get to see them sometimes, I get pictures and invites to their birthday parties and I see that I did the right thing."

"I think it's great you want to help and protect them, but don't you think that there is a much better way for all of that?" Jordan asked her softly. "I am determined to be the best mom in the world because my mom was horrible and so I cut her off, to protect my child from someone I believe is a horrible person. There are other ways to be helpful."

"Not for me." The woman shook her head.

Jordan went to the bathroom and then allowed the woman to chain her up. She just hoped she wasn't making the biggest mistake of her short life if she ended up being killed.