"Destiny!"
"Destiny over here!"
"Destiny how many kids are you missing?"
"Where did the kids go Destiny?"
"Destiny, is it true you killed the kids?"
"Destiny is it true you were jealous of Ashton's daughters and got rid of them?"
"Destiny what happened that night?"
"Destiny it's been five days how are you doing?"
"How is Ashton doing?"
"Destiny? Over here Destiny! Look this way."
"Smile Destiny this is for the cover of People magazine!"
Closing my eyes, I listened to the video I'd seen a thousand times. Dave, our security guard helped Destiny and Charlie out of the car and steered them towards the drug store where Destiny was going to grab Tampons, when a photogopher reached out and grabbed her by the hair.
I heard the other paps gasp. Destiny cried out in pain and alarm. And then he pulled her down. I knew the video by heart. I knew what her terrified face looked like, how the paps surrounded her, not stopping to help her. I knew how fans yelled at them to leave her alone....
"I'll stop it there. Ashton, are you alight?"
Forcing my eyes open I looked out at the audience watching me, then back then back at Oraph.
"What were you thinking about just then?" she questioned.
Squeezing Destiny's hand which was in my own, I looked down at my lap to hide my tear filled eyes before answering, "It was his first birthday yesterday." I whispered, my throat feeling as if it were closing up, killing my slowly.
Beside me I heard Destiny let out a sob.
"We'll find them." Calum mumbled, looking sickly after not sleeping in the week the kids had been gone, "We have to."
"Good luck to you." Oprah said sincerely, "All of you."
Clicking off the television, unable to watch anymore of myself crying, I fiddled with Andy's small shoe which I kept in my pocket.
"Ashton, are you ready?" Destiny questioned numbly from the doorway.
Nodding, I silently rose to my feet and followed her through the dressing room door to a large room filled with chairs occupied by reporters, family and friends.
Stepping up to the microphone I ran my fingertips through my hair nervously before speaking, "If anyone knows anything... Please, please notify the authorities. It's been eight days. Eight days without my best friends. Eight things without the best things I've ever made. Eight days without the three little reasons I wake up in the morning. Eight days without my babies. Eight days of hell....."
Unable to talk anymore I looked down and felt a tear roll down my cheek.
"If you have them." I pleaded, looking up into a camera, "Or have any idea where they are or might be.... Please, please, please please...I need them back."
I felt my knees giving out however before I fall I felt Michael's arms could wrap under my own. The next thing I knew I was lying on a couch in a back room. Opening my eyes I found Destiny looking down at me nervously.
"You're okay." She whispered.
My head spinning I reached out and took her hand in mine.
"You need to eat something." Michael said walking up to me with a plate of pizza, "You haven't eaten in days. It's not going to matter when we find them if you die of starvation first."
