Dates, Dreams and Diapers

Chapter 27

Maura's POV

Jack and I have been in this tiny room for a little less than a day now and I'm just too scared to sleep. Not for myself, but for Jack who lies awake, scared out of his mind every time one of the thugs come in to give us a bit of food. For me it's just a simple cup of water while Jack get a little can of baby food. Niall is very untrusting of this brand, but I couldn't let my grandchild starve. They have been providing us with pampers, but that's about it. I've been ripping pieces of my dress off to use as wipes, but that didn't stop Jack from getting a rash.

Every time the poor boy cries, the guards come in and tell him to 'shut up', and surprise surprise it works, but at the cost of scaring the child for the rest of his life.

It's hell here, but I'm hoping soon that my son or the police will come and take us out of here. The minute after I had got up was when I found a woman with curly brunette hair leaning over Jack with a devious smile on her face. I screamed at her to get away from him and received a slap across the face for it.

"And Maura, I've decided on something good. I'll kill you and your son together, but keep Jack for Liam's sake. That will just make him want to come back to me more." She chuckled when she said that and exited the small room. From what I can tell, we're in some sort of warehouse that's usually used to store planes and such.

Now that it's nearing nighttime, I can see from the tiny window high on the wall, I can honestly say that Jack and I have been in here for a day. Just as I sigh with restlessness, a different sound comes from the other side of the door. The men that keep us hostage make the usual cuss, roughhouse or laughing sound, but this is the sound of someone being dragged. When the door opens and a body is hurled into the room, my heart drops fearing the worse.

The body groans a bit and makes a move to wriggle out of his or her bonds, but when they give up and simply lie there, I make my move. Reaching with my slippered foot, I pinch down onto the tip of the potato sack and pull it off the victim's head. I gasp to find my own son looking confused and disoriented before finally setting his sights on us.

"Mom, Jack." Niall breathes out, tears coming as he struggles to sit up and move over to us. I'm tearing up myself knowing that my son is with me and Jack, but also at himself being captured and tossed in here.

"Oh God, my baby are you alright?" Niall and I say at the same time, myself saying it towards him and him to Jack. We share a little chuckle before nodding our heads to each other, feeling a little more relaxed now that we're reunited.

"Niall, how did they get ahold of you?" I ask just as Niall finally gets close enough to nuzzle all over Jack in an affectionate manner.

"I walked off the scene of the house and got capture...willingly." Niall whispered the last part to me.

"Willingly?" I question back but not too loud fearing the guards might hear us.

"Yes on purpose. I did so that we could find you guys faster. The police would have wanted to do some irrelevant paperwork on it and then do a little search around the neighborhood before doing anything really helpful. This whole part was just a guess, but Liam and I figured that all Danielle wanted was for me to not have Liam anymore even if it meant death."

"She does plan to kill the both of us." I inform him, just as a whimpering Jack crawls onto Niall's lap and huddles close to sleep.

"She does?" Niall's asks worriedly and I nod.

"She also wants to take Jack for her own, if it means Liam will stay with her."

"She's completely lost it." Niall comments as he begins to shuffle again.