Abducting Avery ( completed )

Prologue

** The success I have experienced over the years with this story is simply outstanding. I wrote this when I was eleven, so if you're a new reader, please bare that in mind! This story needs to be edited - I don't have the time to do so myself, so if you're interested in helping me out with that, let me know and I'll be sure to repay you in every way I can!!! Thanks for reading, guys! **

"My baby! Where's my baby? Please, find her for me! Where is she? I need my little girl!"

The cries could be heard all over the neighborhood as Ms. Hayden, a twenty-three year old woman went door to door, asking if anyone had seen her baby girl. 

"Please. She's only four years old. S-she has curly blonde hair up to her shoulders, and she's wearing a blue and pink dress with a l-little bow in her hair. Her name is Avery. Help me find her, please!"

Every word went unheard as her neighbors shoo'd her from their front porches, telling her to get some sleep. It was two A.M. and people in the neighborhood knew Heather Hayden had a few mental issues, O.C.D. and mild schizophrenia among them. She was required to take special medication, and without it the voices whispered to her, they told her Avery was gone, that someone had taken her when Avery would be fast asleep in her bed the whole time. Child protective services already warned her that another outbreak like this would lead to them needing to take little Avery away from her. Heather couldn't let that happen, but this time it was different.

She'd taken her meds. The voices were gone. Heather looked everywhere for Avery. Someone had taken her baby girl for real this time. 

"Hello? 911? My baby girl-"

"Miss Hayden... Go check your house again, I assure you Avery will be there, right where you left her. Have you taken your medicine yet tonight?" The woman on the phone asked carefully. Even the police didn't believe her!

"Just send someone! I swear! She isn't in her room o-or anywhere else in the house. I checked everywhere. S-she isn't there! Hurry up and get out here. My baby is missing and you aren't doing a single thing about it!" She screeched into the phone, sobbing hard.

With a little sigh, the woman replied, "okay, Miss Hayden, we're sending some officers out to meet you right now. Please stay calm." 

Hanging up, Heather raced back home. The police sirens were distant as she went into the house, searching again and again for any sign of Avery but coming up empty. Her heart was beating ten times faster per second and everywhere the poor woman looked her heart sank, because each time she was expecting the innocent little girl to be there, waiting for her.

"Please be okay, baby. Please." She murmured, crying hard as the sound of the sirens and their harsh lights inched closer and closer to her house. Heather hugged Avery's stuffed dog named Biscuit to her chest as she walked out of the house, falling to her knees in front of the policemen.

Guns pointed, they headed into the house, clearing each of the rooms. Minutes later, an older man in his fifties greeted her outside, bringing her gently to her feet.

"We'll find her, Miss Hayden, I assure you. We're sending out an amber alert right now and calling in the FBI. I need you to stay calm and answer a few questions about your daughter for those two women over there and we'll start searching for her right now." He whispered to her.

Heather let out another, shoulder-shaking sob as the man lead her over to two women with sympathetic looks on their faces. She squeezed the stuffed dog tighter, letting the tears pour down her cheeks.

Where was her baby?