100 years and a Day

What if?

Nick

"What do you mean!, she's not here!" I yell.
"Sir I'm vary sorry but your daughter isn't here "
the nurse say looking at me sadly.
I feel a hand on my back
"Nick its not her fault, "
Skyler says I can feel myself starting to lose it again.
"Then where is she?!" I almost yell "where is my daughter?!" I know I'm losing my temper I don't really care.
I feel my phone go off in my back pocket. But really don't care who it could be all I want right now is Grace to be okay and to know where she is so I could make sure she was safe.
I missed my baby girl and wanted her back.
If I'd just taken her home instead of to daycare.
I'd be at home with Grace

Skyler'

I rub Nicks back I feel his muscles tighten up under my hand as the nurse talks. I know he's worried about Grace I am to.
"Sir I am vary sorry, take a seat and we will have news vary soon" she says looking at Nick with a sadness in her eyes that made me worry.
Why wasn't Grace at the hospital?
I look up at Nick he has tears in his eyes. Knowing him thinking the worst... I wrap my arms around his wast hugging him tight.
He puts his arms around me shacking.
We walk like this to a open set of chair. But when we get there Nick doesn't let go of me he keeps Me in his lap. I look around seeing presents crying holding each other.
They all look older then us.
watch them some are just staring at the wall most of them crying some are yelling. But Nick is one of the ones just siting here looking at the wall staying quite in shook. We sit there for what feels like forever. Name after name called "wood
, Samson,
Sheeran,
Horan,
Styles,
Tomlinson,
Payne,"
name after name called Nick didn't move as we waited for his name.
After 10 more names finely
"Pule" the nurse yelled looking tired
Nick all but jumped and ran to the door me following as fast as I can.

The woman that meet us in the office the nurse took us to wasn't a Doctor or even a policewoman it was a FBI agent.
"Hello Mr pule, I'm agent Penelope I'm with the FBI, we're here to help you get your daughter back safe and sound" she smiles warmly at Nick.
He just looks at her.
"Mr pule, I need to ask you some questions about Gracie"
I stand by him staying quite
"Her name's not Gracie, its Grace, Grace Elizabeth Arbor pule" he says looking at the FBI agent still in shock. He keeps a tight hold on my hand.
I watch him and Penelope talk.
I don't know why but I start thinking about how I used to think of Nick the Drunken player who only cared about one thing and one thing only.
But now I see my Nick shot brown hair clean cut strong in great shape in need of a shave badly but I knew he'd been pulling double shift at the club and gotten a second job being a bouncer at The club to just so he could afford to send Grace to that fancy Daycare school.
He gets almost no sleep which you could tell by the dark bags under his eyes.
He was trying so heard to be a good dad.
And now some sicko was keeping them apart.
I look down at mine and Nicks intertwined fingers.
I never would have thought or even imagine us like this.
I'm broken from my thoughts.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN SHE WAS TAKEN!"

I winces as Nick yells

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Did you catch the name dropping? Lol
Poor Nick :( poor Grace

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