The bosses baby.

Tracker

Chase POV) Days have gone and went. The police are useless. I've played my part of sad worried fiance Zaya has been gone too long. I yell out in anger hitting the wall, a beer in my hand.  The pictures on the wall shake knocking one of the frames off, shattering the glass. I curse under my breath "damn it" I reach down picking up the frame careful not to cut my hand on the glass. I look at the picture it's me and Zaya when we first started dating she has a smile on her face and that stupid teddy bear she loves so much in her hands. I sneer at the picture feeling like it's mocking me. I go to throw it but stop my focus going on the teddy bear. "That stupid bear" I remember she carried that thing around so much I put a tracking device inside. We weren't living together at the time and I wanted to keep track of her whereabouts. Its a long shot but I haven't seen that stupid thing is so long. Maybe she has it with her. I drop the frame on the floor rushing to my computer. I pull up the tracker information and sure enough she has it. I smirk to myself as I look for the address it's at now. "that dumb bitch. You really thought you could get away from me." I look at the little red dot on my computer screen. "Looks like I'm heading to Colorado." I sit back in my chair pleased with myself. "Looks like you are coming home kitten whether you want to or not".

(Dean POV) a few days have passed since Zaya had that horrible panic attack on us. Since then she has been deep in her little space. She hadn't said a word, she will point at things and whine when she wants something. She doesn't want to be alone so she's extra clingy. Kai and I have taken turns staying with her and she's been sleeping in our bed. We tried putting her in her crib one night but when she woke up alone she screamed and cried for hours no matter what we did. It's something we need to work on but I think we are enjoying giving all our attention to her right now. 

James came over yesterday to take her stitches out and recheck her wrist. She hated it she clinged to me screaming tears running down her face as she held onto Franklin. James assured us it wouldn't hurt to remove just feel weird. She was thrashing and whining so much I had to hold her tight to stop. James gave her something to calm her down but not completely sedate her. I had put her paci in her mouth she slowly calmed down enough for him to finish removing the stitched her head buried in my chest rubbing her tears off on my shirt. I kissed her head and held my baby tightly.

She hadn't complained about the diapers, sippy cups, highchairs since she went into deep headspace. She lets us change her and feed her and seems to enjoy being taken care of. But we are worried that she went into this headspace so quickly and don't know when or if she'll get out of it. We know this is how she's coping right now and will do anything to make her feel safe. But we need to make sure the big Zaya is doing okay too.

(Kai POV) I hold Zaya close to me on the chair in the living room. She's fast asleep in my arms holding her little bear close to her. I smile kissing the top of her head. I've had so much work I had to do the past couple days I'm glad to have this time with her. Dean went  off to get groceries so it's just me and her for the next few hours. She moves in my arms I look down seeing her eyes flutter open. She groans quietly stretching out. "Morning sleepy head" I say as I brush the hair out of her face "morning daddy" she mumbles half asleep. Making me smile.
She talked
She finally talked again.

(Hey all. Long time no see right? I hope you enjoy this chapter. Love y'all )