A love meant to be

Sophie?

3 years later

Keefe POV

I sat next to our baby. So cute, but so evil. Once we found out Sophie was pregnant, it was a madhouse, with mixed emotions- which were REALLY vivid. (I could read Sophies a mile away!) But in the end, we wounded up with this little thing. We decided to name her, _____ Calla Foster.  ( I'm going to be taking name ideas as Im to dumb to think of one, so please comment any ideas u have!) Throughout the sleepless nights and the nightless sleeps, we managed to get through it and now she's a little 1 year old. I picked up my imparter, sitting on the counter at our new house, Quartardove (Weird name right?)

"FOSTER!" Come help me with the baby while I take a call! Sophie rushed down, her face full of eyebags, as she had been sleeping less. Even more than before! She still looked cute in her pajamas, and blonde hair- which was now crumpled and tangled. (I should really style her hair some time, maybe she needs some help from the one and only Lord Hunkyhair.) As I picked up my imparter I could feel it vibrate in my hand, before the striking image of Biana came up. She had been married now for at least five years happily with Dex. But her normal happy look was different. She looked distressed. 

"KEEFE! PLEASE HELP! FITZ IS GOING CRAzY."

"huuuuhh. wut do u meaaan," i say tired and sluggish.

As I stood confused I heard a thump, I immediatley jumped up, my imparter dropping on the floor.

"SOPHIE!" The words fly out as I run upstairs.

"SOPHIE! SOPHIE! Sophie?" I looked through the house, where where they? they had to be somewhere.

And then Biana's words came back. 

Fitz had kidnapped Sophie.

A/N Sorry that took forever. I had WAY to much school work ;)