All Mines

Piece By Piece

"And when was the last time you saw him?" The cop asked for the millionth annoying time covering up a patch or something on his shirt.

"I told you around 9:30 - 10 ish I put him back to sleep and left out."

"Uhuh... okay.. continue."

"Continue what? Damn do you wanna know my whole life story?"

"Babe, be nice." Mia said calmly. She looked at the cops and sighed. "Look, it's been a long week for Craig. He's been all these notes from this anonymous person sending us threats and stuff." Mia spoke getting up and grabbing the letters.

She passed the letters to them and sat back down next to me. "Whoever has my son must have been the ones sending those letters."

The cop looked at me then Mia, "You're pretty calm and taking the kidnapping very calmly."

"Look are you gonna help us or not because honestly I can take matters into my own hands and fine this son of a bitch myself and get my child back." I said.

"Do you really want another case... Craig?" The cop asked in with a smirking manner. "I'm surprise you haven't caught this son of a bitch yet. Doesn't it take a kidnapper, to know a kidnapper."

"Okay who the hell does this clown think he is?" I asked getting up. I wanted to whoop his ass right then and there.

He smirked and looked at Mia, "Detective J. C. Crawford." He spoke handing her his business card. Before Mia could grab it I snatched it from her. "Detective?" I asked.

"Does my information bother you Craig?" He asked looking at me. "Now if you excuse me there's a boy a out there that needs to be found." he continued as he left the house with the remaining cops behind him.

"Does my information bother you Craig?" I mocked in a girly voice. "The only thing that bothers me is that fake ass Sherlock Holmes shit he trying to pull off."

"Craig be nice." Mia said is a sad tone. She slowly got up off the couch. "Babe what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"They'll find him, I promise."

"And if they can't?"

".... I'll go get him myself."

Mia nodded slowly and walked up the stairs to our room.

I could just see the sadness and hurt in her eyes. I never knew what it felt like to loose someone well because I never actually had anyone. Except for Crystal and my mom. Even then I took care of myself. I don't understand why are women so more emotional then men.

As I was sitting there thinking I saw slide from under the door. I checked to see if Mia was fully in the room before I actually got up to check it.

I went to it a picked up the note and opened it.

Don't worry about Cameron he's okay. He came with ease. Your baby girl is adorable. ;)

B.

I crumbled up the paper and made sure all the doors was locked. I then went into Cameron's room and looked around until I seen something that seemed slightly mysterious.

It was a piece of what looked to be a ripped shirt, hanging on a piece of glass. "So familiar."

I just couldn't piece together exactly. I grabbed the piece of cloth and shut the remaining of the window.

I looked at where the glass was broke and it didn't look like the class was broken.. A broken glass doesn't have a definite shape where the pieces can be put back together.

Whoever broke into my house and took my son carefully took down the window.

Piece...by... Piece..