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I'm a Goner

I woke up and it was dark outside. There was a small lamp on in the corner of the room which made the room glow a soft yellow. I yawned and stretched. Since I didn't check the windows earlier I decided to see if I could open it up.

They didn't budge, they looked rusty and old anyway. I thought I'd at least get lucky with one of them. I heard the door open behind me and get slammed shut.

"You trying to escape, you shit?" Roman asked.

"No," I said as I leaned against the wall.

"I have some bad news for you sweetheart. Seems like Tony is a dumb ass and I heard he's at the precinct right now. Who knows if he'll keep his mouth shut? So you my friend just earned yourself an early ticket to the grave," Roman said.

"No, please! No don't, please!" I cried.

He grabbed me roughly by the arm and dragging me to an old red car, throwing me into the trunk. I banged on the trunks door, crying my lungs out. I didn't know how I'll make it out of this. I just knew it'll probably be all over soon.

3rd Person

In the interrogation room at the precinct Kate was aggravated and angry with the man in front of her. Esposito was with her, fuming just as much as she was. Ryan and Castle were watching from behind the glass hoping Tony would spill the beans.

"I'm going to ask you again, where is she?" Kate yelled.

"I ain't telling you shit! I want my lawyer," Tony yelled back.

"You tell us where she is and we won't send you back to prison with some broken bones," Esposito said.

"You can't do that. That's police brutality," Tony said.

"Try us. And since you are a low life scumbag, the state gets to hire a lawyer for you, so you better hope we don't have anybody to get us off for it and have you sent where you belong," Esposito said.

"It don't even matter anyway. That little kid's probably already dead and in a ditch somewhere. Roman ain't playing any games," Tony said.

"You better hope she's not because if she is, every one of your group members are going to regret ever messing with my family," Kate said darkly.

"So, do you want to tell us what we want or do you never want to see daylight again? I heard you have a son, Ethan. Do you want to ever see him again? What if it was him that was missing? How would you feel?" Esposito said.

"I… I couldn't imagine that. You wouldn't keep me away from my son like that, would you?" Tony said.

"Listen Tony, if you don't tell us, we'll make sure you have no visiting rights whatsoever while behind bars. No internet, no outside time, just solitary confinement until your sentence is over. If you even get a short sentence, but with everything we have on you so far, I don't see you getting out anytime soon," Kate said.

"Okay, Okay. I honestly don't know where he is right now. He was going to take the kid to Brooklyn, where he has this really shitty and run down shack. If he already got word of me getting busted, he'd have hightailed it out of there already. He's going to kill the kid. He probably went to the memorial park grave yard, that's where he likes to do most of his killings. It's pretty secluded and heavily populated with woods. I'd hurry if I were you," Tony said.

"Okay Esposito, take Ryan and a squad down to that shack. I'll take Castle and a squad with me to the grave yard. We have to hurry," she said.

Esposito nodded and quickly bolted out of the room with Ryan right behind him.

"Hey, what about me?" Tony asked.

"If she's dead or not, you're still going to prison for a very long time Mr. Escobar," Kate said.

She left the room and Castle followed behind her. She rounded up a squad and they all bolted to the cemetery hoping Emily was still alive.

Emily's Pov

I gave up my fighting about an hour ago. I just silently cried to myself as I bounced around the confined trunk. We were driving really far and I was getting scared that it would be a supper secluded area where no one would find me for months.

Finally the car slowed to a stop and I heard the car door slam shut. I braced myself for the trunk to open and as soon as I did, it flew open. Roman grabbed me and threw me to the ground. I let out a whimper and tried to stay in a tight ball.

Roman roughly grabbed me again and pretty much dragged me along. It hurt being dragged on the ground, all the rocks and dirt scraped my exposed legs since I was still wearing my school uniform. I could feel the little scrapes and blood trickling down my legs.

"Let go of me!" I screamed.

"Shut up! You're going to die, so just be quiet," he yelled at me.

I cried some more and desperately tried to get out of his grip. We reached a secluded spot in the cemetery and he threw me into a hard tombstone. He pulled a gun out of his black pea coat and loaded it.

I knew this was the end for me. Who thought my life would be cut short at eight years old and at the hands of a vicious mobster. I curled up into a ball, rocking back and forth, hoping my Aunt Kate will come for me.

I heard the man cock his gun and my blood ran cold. I was so scared, but at least I'd see my mom and dad again. I heard a gunshot echo through the cold night air, but I was still breathing.

I looked up and saw blood trickle down Roman's navy blue shirt. He dropped to his knees and slowly fell over face first into the dirt. Behind him stood my Aunt Kate, holding her gun at the spot he was just standing seconds before.

I had no coherent thoughts at that moment, I just got up and ran to my aunt's arms. She dropped onto one knee and held me close to her. I couldn't breathe because we were hugging so hard, but I didn't care I was alive and with my aunt.

She pulled away from me after a while and took a look at me.

"Are you okay, Emily?" she asked.

"Emotionally, physically or both?" I asked.

She gave a slight chuckle, "Well you certainly didn't lose your sense of humor. Seriously though Emily, are you okay?"

"I'm okay I guess. It was really scary, but my legs are all scraped up," I said.

She looked down and saw all the gashes and scrapes on my legs.

"Ooh, those look bad. Come on Emily, we have an ambulance who'll take us to the hospital," Aunt Kate said.

Castle ran up to us and tried to catch his breath. He smiled at me once he did catch his breath and said, "Good to see you, kid"

"Right back at you," I said to him.

"Can you walk Emily?" she asked looking at my legs.

"I don't know," I said.

I tried to take a step, but unbearable pain burned throughout my legs. I let out a whimper and leaned against my aunt.

"Here, I'll carry her," Castle said.

He picked me up and started carrying me towards the parking lot where everyone was located. Police walked passed us as they tried to secure the crime scene and put this case to a close. We reached the ambulance and Castle helped me onto the gurney.

"Can I ride with?" Castle asked.

"Is it okay Emily?" my aunt asked me.

I nodded and I was lifted into the ambulance by the paramedics. I had Castle and my Aunt Kate by my side and the whole way there my aunt never once let go of my hand. It was great seeing her again and maybe this experience will help me appreciate her more.

We spent most of the night in the hospital getting checked out and looked over. Thankfully, I had no broken bones, the most severe bruise I got was a long gash on my left leg which required 12 stitches. All my other scrapes were either two or three stitches or nothing serious, just a thorough cleaning with alcohol.

Ryan, Esposito, Lanie, my grandpa, Alexis, Mrs. Rodgers, and even Captain Montgomery visited me. I got so many new stuffed animals and balloons from them. I was released the next day and instructed to keep my wounds clean. The doctors also mentioned that my stitches should heal in about a month and a half.

I was swarmed by reporters and newspaper writers when I left the hospital. My aunt just told them all that I was fine and no comment. She took me to her apartment and I got to take a few days off of school.

This has been a crazy experience for me and I gained a whole bunch of brownie points with everyone. Everyone at school thinks that I'm cool for surviving a kidnapping by the mob. Except Hailey, she's still a stuck up snob.

Hopefully my life will be a little less adventurous than it has been for the past few days. I don't think I can handle another kidnapping or stint with the mob.