Kitten {Kellic} [Book 2]

Chapter 12

Well, Kellin passed out, so I think we all know what's about to happen now...

~Safe~

I found myself in front of what looked to be just a small quaint little cottage on the outskirts of Canterbury, England. Except it wasn't, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that Kellin was inside of there. Without another thought I went straight to the front door, I spent two days scoping the place out, making sure that it was indeed was where my Kitten was being kept. I memorized Barakat's patterns, knew when he was going to be gone today, but I didn't want him to be gone.

No, I was going to have a little fun with the prick first, he took Kellin from me, I was going to take so, so much more from him. He'd back in about roughly ten minutes, giving me just enough time to find Kellin and make sure he's okay before I have Peoples and Jaime come in and get him out, and for me to have a little fun with Barakat.

I kicked open the door and headed inside, not bothering to even withdrawal my gun. I didn't need one.

"Who the fu-" a man, Dawson, I've learned yelled when I kicked him to the ground, grinding my foot against his neck.

"Where is he?" I growled, pushing my boot covered foot against his wind pipe just hard enough to make him struggle to breathe, but not enough that he wouldn't be able to tell me.

"B-back ro-room," he croaked.

"Are there any others?"

"Th-they're with J-J-Jack. I-it's just me," Dawson said clawing at my foot trying to get me off. "P-please d-d-don't kill me."

I smirked and stomped down on his trachea crushing it with ease and stepped over his withering body. He'd be dead in a few moments. I went straight to the back room to find my kitten on the dirty floor out cold.

"Fuck," I breathed and bounded towards him, picking Kellin up with ease. He was too light, underfed and smelled of vomit and feces.

"Vi-Viccy," Kellin whimpered. "I-I'm so-so-"

I shushed him and put a hand to my ear piece, "I've got him, Peoples, Preciado get in here." I told them and started walking back to the front room and placed a kiss onto the top of Kellin's head, "I love you Kitten." I whispered and handed him to Jaime who carefully carried him out and back to the awaiting car.

"This was too easy Fuentes," Peoples said. "I don't trust it."

I glanced around, "Five...four... three... two..." I trailed off just as Barakat along with five other men stormed in.

Curtis whipped out his gun while I gave Barakat a steely glare.

"Barakat," I said coldly.

"Fuentes," He said loftily. "I'm surprised you've found us."

"Wasn't that hard, just had to paralyze Gaskarth and he sang like a little canary."

"You what!?" He screamed and his men raised their weapons to shoot.

"Oh you heard me, it was a little messy but now Gaskarth is just sitting pretty in a hospital bed." I said in a relaxed voice of my own, not at all concerned about the fact that there were five guns pointed at me. Unlike me, Barakat was more than unable to just go get Alex. He'd have to get past the CIA agents and get into the facility to even get close.

And a little criminal who sold children on the black market to pedophiles wouldn't be able to pull something like that off, he was barely able to pull this off.

"You're going to fucking pay Fuentes," He growled, I rolled my eyes and watched as the agents stalked up behind him and his men, subduing them with ease. Leaving Barakat standing in front of me unarmed as the others were all led out.

I smirked and stalked up to him, "You know, I'm going to have quite a bit of fun with you Jack. Not only did you take my Kitten, kill my unborn child, and torture my Kitten to the point of where I have no idea on if he's even going to make it or not. You pissed me off. And that is what's going to make this whole thing a lot of fun, if you didn't already know, I'm what they call a sadist. You know what that means Jack? I get off on your pain, and I will. Seeing you writhing and screaming as I slowly gut you and cause your own body to kill you, well I'll have so much fun I won't even know what to do about it." I said and pulled him down to my eye level, "You pissed me off and you hurt my family, there is nothing I won't do to you." I growled before hitting his temple swiftly, causing him to crumple to the ground unconsciously.

"You know where to put him," I said to Curtis as I stepped over Barakat's body and went out to the paramedic vehicle we had for Kellin.

I found him lying on the stretcher already hooked up to machines with a tube down his throat and a respirator mask.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked getting in before the vehicle took off.

"He's got four fractured ribs, major concussion, we worry that there may be some internal bleeding or hemorrhaging, when we get to the hospital we'll be running a full CT scan as well as a CAT scan among a few others, he lost the baby so we're going to have to perform a C-section to remove the body, he's got a broken leg as well as a broken arm, his left lung may have been punctured due to his erratic breathing." One of the paramedics told me.

I nodded and sat next to Kellin on the little bench, placing my hand over his carefully, "Is he not awake?"

"No sir, due to the concussion we fear he may have slipped into a coma, it seems as though his body has completely shut down. It's something that happens often when the body is put through so much. It's his body's way of protecting him." She told me.

I said nothing else as the vehicle drove to the closest hospital, Barakat was definitely going to pay for this.