Bloodlines

Only a dream pt2

For those that didn't read the smut (understandable) they basically decided to have another baby. And if you didn't understand, this was all a dream he had. Hence the title name.
When I woke up, I expected the same thing I got the night before, but something was different. My room was dark and Ame wasn't beside me. I didn't hear anything, there was no laughter or footsteps. It was just silent.
I decided to investigate the empty house. The kids rooms were empty, as was the kitchen and the other rooms. I was completely alone. I called Ame, only to get her voice mail. Then it hit me.
My realization set in. They were gone. The great day I had before, was only but a dream. Of course it was, it was just the devil playing with me again. Making me dream of my family only to wake up alone. I don't know if my heart can take anymore. Please, my love, my wife, my other half, if you're listening, give me a sign that you're still here. That you're still alive. Please tell me that my children, my son and two daughters, our unborn child, the joys and light of my life, are ok. Please be safe. And if and when I find you, know that I'm sorry we were apart and that you have been taken by the monster I call father. Please forgive me. If you are hurt and in pain, when I find you blame it on me, because I am the reason you are there...blame it all on me...it's all my fault you aren't here-
The phone rang interrupting my thoughts.  It was from an unknown caller but I answered anyways,"Hello."
"Kal...dur...?"
"Amethyst, love!" I jumped from my chair,"My love, where are you?! Are you alright?! Where are the children?!"
The line was quiet, and then I heard a struggled breath being taken,"I don't know..."
I waited to hear more.
"Baby...come save them..."
She sounded in pain.
"I can't..." she took another struggled breath,"be saved...please baby, please...save them!"
"Amethyst, I will save you and the kids! Where are you?!"
"Don't...bother...save them-"
"What about you? What about the baby?"
She didn't answer.
"Amethyst?! What happened?!"
"Look what you made me do." A man's voice now took over the phone and Ame could be heard crying in the back,"I don't want to do this my son. I don't want to be the bad guy but you forced my hand."
"What did you do to them?! Where's my family?! What happened to my child?!"
"You made me do it."
"Manta you tell me where my family is! If you hurt them, you're a dead man! I'll murder you! Manta, where are they?!"
The phone hung up.
I wanted to sit. Cry and pray they were ok but that wasn't gonna do anything. I needed to take action. So I called Dick, explaining that I'm coming over and that I needed him to trace the number.
Don't worry. I will save you.
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He had traced the call from an old abandoned warehouse. Not the ideal place to look for Manta but if he didn't want to be found, then he would have to step out of his comfort zone. But underneath the floors was a large underground facility.
There was something fishy about the whole situation. There were only 10 guards and they were barely armed. So we easily got through them. There was only five rooms. There was a kitchen, bathroom, playroom/game room, bedroom and what seemed like a little doctors office.
We searched all the rooms except one. The bedroom. I opened the door, ready for whatever came my way. But I wasn't ready for what I saw.
My children, sleeping soundly. All together.
I went to them and whispered how sorry I was that they were taken. I kissed them and promised that I would take care of them again.
Then I realized I was talking to myself. My children do not move to my touch. They didn't even shift to my voice.
My son, Tulio Sian Durham. Built like a football player but had a heart of gold. He shined like a star. Everything that a father could wish for. My bundle of smiles and sunshine. Never a gray moment with him.
My oldest daughter, Opal Sha'lain'a Durham. My diamond. Her eyes sparkled at the thought of learning. Her smile rare yet shined the brightest. Her head full of ideas and wisdom. She was brilliant, kind and a splitting image of myself.
My youngest daughter, Alexandria Mera Durham. My little girl, she was truly my princess. She was truly like royalty. Same attitude and face as her mother. She's strong, witty and oh so beautiful. She had strong dreams and determination and nothing would stop her for getting what she wanted.
They were gone. All gone. Cold to the touch. They're eyes and lips ringed with blue and purple. Death lingered around them, but the angel already took them away.
I sat and held my children until I couldn't anymore. Ignoring the words being said from my peers. As I cried for their life being taken away to early, I wondered how it happened. Did they suffer? Did they tell each other their last words? Did they see their mother once more, or do they now already see her? And one more question crossed my mind.
How to I tell Ame?