Over again

Chapter XIII

They had a lot more work than usually. They spent a lot of time together and Zain noticed her dedication to job. He had never seen that someone from her family ever called her. He wondered why is it so. Certainly there was a good reason for it. He hadn't ever asked. Today for the first time he saw her cruel side as well as that one that only woman have, motherly.
In the station had run terrified man and women. The women cried uncontrollably and begged them to save her child. Aaliya was the first who ran up and asked what was going on. Through tears women explained that some people took her child and demand a lot of money to get the child back but they don't have it. Zain and Aaliya said they would help. How can one separate child from the mother? Aaliya quickly assembled team. She made a plan to save the child. Mr. Ashish, the child's father, said the spot and time of arrival of these people with his son.
Aaliya got ready even though Zain didn't approved it. He was afraid that something could happen to her. Not because he didn't believe her or because he thinks that it's not job for her. But because he didn't want to see her hurt. They work together for two months and she became dear to him. But she didn't give up. She took the car keys and went without him. He was angry and amazed at the same time. How can a women be so stubborn? Unbelievable.
They arrived at the appointed place. In an abandoned building in front of them echoed the cries of the baby. The eerie sound refracting the empty rooms of the building. Aaliya bristled when she heard the helpless cries of the baby. She approached the Zain
"We have to find the way to make him come out Zain. We have to save that child."
"Maybe we should wait for few more minutes."
"I don't know Zain. Anything. Only that the child is not hurt."
"Don't worry Aaliya. Nothing will happen to child I promise."
She turned to him and saw the truth in his eyes. He won't let nobody hurt the child. She smiled.
"You'll be a wonderful father Zain."-she said.
Surprised he looked at her. He didn't know what to say.
"Maybe someday."
After two long hours of negotiations and assurance that the money passed a man with a baby in his arms went out. Aaliya was disgusted at his cowardly act. The child is kept so that he was protected from possible attacks. Even if they wanted to shoot they couldn't because of the child.
"Son of a bitch. Look at the coward. Just let him come into my hands. I'll kill him. You bastard."-came out the poisonous words of Aaliya.
Zain was shocked listening to her. He saw that her anger like lava emerges from her eyes.
"Aaliya calm down. We need to find a way to get out child alive. Focus on that please."
She looked at Zain. He was right. The child was priority.
"I have an idea Zain. The only body part that is not hidden by baby are his legs. If we shoot him there he will have to drop the child. It will be hurt but at least it will be alive. I'll shoot. When he hits the ground Ali and Karan should come to him from behind and seize weapons. And then we can take the child."
"It could work. But let me shoot."
"No. I'll do that."
Zain didn't want to discuss. He let her do what she wants. The shot rang out and man was found on the ground. Quickly Ali and Karan disabled him and Zain approached and took the child. Safe and sound the child was carried into the hands of his mother.
The man was lying on the ground and watched Aaliya that was approaching him. Before he knew it he felt the sharp pain in his stomach. Then she crouched down beside him.
"Be happy that today was just a leg. Next time if you try to do something like this I will target the more precious place. Do you understand me?"
The man was speechless watching her leave. Zain was amazed.
"Where are you going to shoot him next time Aaliya?"-he asked.
She turned on her heels and looked at him.
"Do I need to demonstrate it to you, Zain?"
He froze in the place when she said that.
"Now lead me to drink."
"But Aaliya you don't drink."
"I do today. Take me to drink."
He opened his mouth to protest when she cut him off:
"I don't want to hear any comments. Take me to drink."