Ariana Grande Mom Imagines

Gone PT4 [Finale]

(Last part. Hope y'all enjoyed this little mini series of how she was kidnapped.)

Ariana POV:

I was pissed off, to say the least.

After my daughter gave us the hint of where she was the police scrambled to get her. And instead of returning her to me they are holding her in a cell for murdering a twenty six year old man.

"It was self defense Chris! And hell I don't even think she did it because she walked away in the footage!" I yelled.

"I know I know, but she is a suspect and they want to keep her locked up." Chris said calmly.

"Well fuck them cause I'll bail her out. I want my daughter."

Chris nodded slowly and pulled out his phone. I watched as he typed for a while before smiling and locking it.

"They are going to free her. She's innocent."

I smiled as well and looked at Dalton, who was also happy. 

I get to hold her again

Time Skip

I was ITCHING to get my hands on her, it was bad. We were told to wait for Chris to escort her back in his patrol car and I was loosing my patience.

I was about to turn to my husband and demand for him to drive me to the station when Chris's car pulled into the driveway. The passenger door opened and everything froze.

Y/N stepped out, looking beat down and tired. Her cloths were tattered and she had a large purplish bruise on her left cheek. I couldn't control myself and I sprinted straight at her.

"Y/N!" I screamed, engulfing her in a hug.

"Mom!" She yelled, hugging me back.

I swayed our bodies and kissed her head repeatedly, not caring how messy she looked. I tightened my arms around her smaller body as she leaned into me.

"Momma, I'm sorry." She whispered cried so only I could hear.

"No, don't be sorry baby. It wasn't your fault." I said, brushing her long brown hair with my nails.

"I couldn't do anything, he was too fast. He grabbed me and used a chloroform cloth. I tried to get away but it was useless."

I nodded and walked her back into the house where Dalton picked her up and spun her around, ignoring her protests.

"My daughterrrrrrrrr." He cheered, hugging her tightly.

"Hi dad." Y/N said softly.

I smiled and took her hand in mine, dragging her over to the couch. I laid down with her on top of me and rubbed her spine gently.

"Sleep baby, you need it." I mumbled, kissing her cheek.

She's home, my beautiful baby girl is home. 

And I'm holding her again.

Eeeeeeeee

The end