Dark night of the soul

Chapter 114

*Sarah's POV*
My mother hesitantly opens the door. When I see the visitors I let out a long sigh of relief followed by a loud cry.

"My babies" I Yelp as I quickly walk over to the two officers that had my children in their arms. "You must be Mrs Paulson?" The woman officer asked. I nod. "Yes, yes that's me" I say taking Ava in my arms. "Hello baby oh my I have missed you so much. Yes I have. I love you sweetheart." I say in a childish voice, hugging her and kissing her all over her face. My mother takes Kai and invites the officers in.
"Would you mind if we asked you some questions ma'am?" The male officer asks.
I say "of course not." They have brought my children back, they can ask me whatever the hell they like.

"Do you know this location?" He asks showing me a photograph of a house. "Yes, that's Daniel Hustons home" I say in disgust. I knew where he lived because he was close friends with Jess.

"Once we found out that Mr Houston was the father of the children, your attacker and an escaped convict we pieced it all together and we began searching all of the places that he would visit often such as his garage, a motel room that he had rented and his home. After visiting his home where we found his wife tied up we could not find the children so we went the the motel room. Mrs Paulson, we found.." He began but was hesitant to carry on.
"In the motel room there were pictures of you everywhere, going to the store, cooking, cleaning, in the hospital. There were also some more shocking images.." I whimper. That motherfucker.

"What do you mean shocking?" My mother asks, wide eyed.

"There were photos of Mrs Paulson from the night she was assaulted." He begins taking something out of an envelope and handing it to us. There I am. Lying on the floor after that sicko had finished with me. My mother gasps as she inspects the image. "Oh sweetheart" her voice cracks but I try to block it out. I cannot cry. Not now.

"He also kept items that we think either belonged to you or reminded him of you. Like a keepsake if you will. Here are the images" he says handing me more. I flip through and see that he had multiple things of mine. Films that I was in. Autographs. A razor blade. The perfume that I wear. "I know this may seem overwhelming." He says trying to give me a reassuring smile.
I carry on looking through and I spot something. Something that I threw away. That I never wanted to see again.

The dress I wore on that night. The black and white patterned dress. Still covered in blood just hanging there.

The man was completely obsessed.

"We searched the motel room and found two men, who were also convicts that have been arrested. They had the infants sitting in their car chairs in the middle of the room.
Once we had the children safe we took them to the hospital to have the right checks. Your children may have future breathing problems due to the smoke and debris that they have inhaled as they were in the derelict building with you and your wife before Mr Huston sent them away." he explains. My heart feels like it's in my throat. They were such a healthy baby's and now..

"We also need to ask you again for your statement about the three men that were killed" he says in order to make sure that I don't change any details. I don't miss anything out. I tell them about the maltreatment, well obviously we weren't going to be treated with respect I mean, we were kidnapped.

The officers finally have everything they need after two hours of questioning. My mother escorts them to the door then we take Ava and Kai to bed.

"Do you want me to heat up your takeout?" My mother asks but I shake my head no. "I'm not hungry anymore, I'm too tired." I say. "Well you put yourself to bed sweetie and in the morning we will talk" she smiles and kisses my forehead like she used to when I was a child.
Talk about what?

As I walk around the apartment I show her the guest bedroom and tell her that it's all made up and that if she needed anything to help herself or ask me.

After a long day my head finally hits my pillow and I drift.