Pure Nightmare (Sequel to Pure Trouble) (RDJ Fanfic)

Taken

Today is the day. My baby boy is coming. Lori is in labor. Pain from the contractions are overwhelming her. I'm trying to console her.

Shana is here along with my twins. They are just as excited as I am. The doctor comes back in. To check on her contractions. She also seeing if Lori is fully dilated.

The doctor says she is ready to deliver. The roll her out into the delivery room. I follow behind. The others stayed back in the room. I can't wait any longer.

I grip onto Lori's hand as she gets ready to push. Moments later we finally hear the cries of our boy. The doctor holds him up. He's perfect.

I cut the umbilical cord. The hand him over to Lori. She craddled him in her arms. I place a soft kiss on her temple. I love her so much.

"You did wonderful, babe." I sighed.

"He's beautiful." mentions Lori.

She places a soft kiss on his forehead. The nurse takes our son to get him cleaned up. I take the opportunity to let Shana and my kids know.

They head off over toward the window. Smiles on their faces. Shana places her arms over my shoulder.

"Cute kid. What do you plan on naming him?" said Shana.

"Liam Thomas Downey." I replied.

"I like it."

"I know me too."

I go to check on Lori. She is laying there resting. I sit down next to her smiling. I brush my fingers across her cheek,

A smile grows on her face. Her eyes open up. Gazing up at me. I kiss her lips gently. She sighed to herself.

"I'm so tired." she said.

"I feel you."

"Did the kids and Shana see him?"

"Yes. I told them his name. They love it."

"I know I do. Can't wait to take him home."

"Me too."

We stayed at the hospital for about a week. Because Liam had jaundice and couldn't leave yet. It was just me and Lori.

I am sleeping on the most uncomfortable couch. Later that night, the doctor says tomorrow we could take him home. I leave to go bring the car seat.

During all the caios of getting to the hospital. I forgot. On the drive home I get the call that immediate breaks me in two. My son was taken from the hospital.

I arrive and see the police near the front entrance. I go inside taking the elevator to the 2nd floor. I run down the hallway to Lori's room.

She is laying in bed crying her eyes out. I sit down next to her. I can over hear the nurse giving her statement. They managed to go through security footage.

A person dressed in all black. Is walking around the halls. Not once did they look up at the camera. Fuck! How did this person manage to get out the door with my son.

More importantly who was it. And why? My poor Lori is becoming hostile. They had to put her to sleep. I held her close in my arms.

I can only imagine what she must be feeling. Our son was kidnapped. But, the biggest question is. How did they know which kid to take? There had to be at least 3 other babies. Why my son? So, many questions are going through my mind. Who wanted to hurt my family. Gina is gone. Janice is no longer a threat to us. I think.

All I know is she is the one I need to see. I drive straight to Janice's house. I get out of the car slamming the door behind me,

I start banging on the door. The door flies open. There stood Janice rubbing her eyes. She didn't look so happy to see me.

"Do you have fucking idea what time it is?!" she asked in anger.

I move past her beginning my search of the home.

"What the hell are you looking for?!

I turn around gripping her shoulders hard. Shaking her in anger.

"Where is my son?! I know you have him!" I scream.

Janice gives me a hard shove.

"Have you lost your fucking mind?! I don't have your stupid kid!" yelled Janice in anger.

"You're the only person who wanted to sabatoge my family."

"You're fucking insane. You should know me well enough. I hate kids."

I move pass her once more looking around. Searching every nook and cranny. I know he's here. No sign of him. Not a single cry from all the yelling we did.

"Now do you believe me?!" asked Janice.

"Yeah, I do. I just don't understand." I reply.

"Sorry about your kid going missing. Good luck finding him."

"Thanks. I have to go."

I leave out the door. I walk over to my car. I rest my head on my steering wheel. Crying my eyes out. I feel as if my life was ripped from me. I felt vunerable.

My cellphone starts ringing. I quickly answer it. Blocked number.

Me: Hello.

Female caller: Are you missing your son?

I pause there for a moment stunned it was a woman. Who is she?

Me: Who are you?

Female: You don't know me personally. But, I have been watching you for years.

Me: Why are you doing this? Where is my son?!

Female: He's safe. Well taken care of. It would be ashamed if something were to happen to him.

Me: You lay one hand on him. I will kill you!

Female: You're good at doing that aren't you. Killing to get your way. How cliche.

Me: What do you want from me?

Female: I want you to suffer. I want you to feel what its like to lose someone you love.

Me: I don't understand.

Female: You will. Tomorrow night at 8 o'clock sharp. Meet me at the south bridge. It's about twenty minutes from town. Come alone. If you so much as call the police. Or tell anyone about our meeting. You will never see your baby again. Do I make myself clear?

I hesitated a moment in my answer.

Me: You have my word. I'll be there.

The call ends. I head back home. What did I do to this woman for her to hate me so much? I couldn't understand. Maybe when I meet her. I will know.

***Who do you think the female kidnapper is? Vote and comment please. New update soon.***