Fairytale

Cinderella Ch7

It had been months and still, they had not heard a word to where Sophia or Noah was. Cinde stayed up night and day walking the floors until she just passes out from exhaustion. Her boss, Gepp had told her to take some time off as much time as she needed. She would call in every day to make sure it was alright with him that she took off he would tell her "as much time as you need."

It was Friday night and they were out searching, even though Phil had told them to let the agency do their job her and Prince insisted on being out there every day with them. They would take their other children to Prince's fathers then head out to look for the twins.

It was hot out so Cinde wore blue jean shorts and a pink tank top, pairing them off with her New Balances. Prince walks not far ahead of her in his faded jeans and blue tee, he glances back at his wife from time to time not only to make sure she's there but to also make sure she's safe.

"This is useless," Cinde suddenly stops tears in her eyes as she faces her husband, "We're never going to find them."

He reaches her pulling her small frame into his hard one.

"Don't talk like that?" he tells her then makes her look up at him by placing his fingers under her chin, "Sophia and Noah are strong they are out there waiting for us to come for them. We will find them, bring them home and put Lady and Drizella behind bars once again."

Cinde buried her face into his thick chest as she sobbed, his manly hands caressing her gently. She could hear the sound of his anger as he spoke and feel it vibrate through his toned body.

"I'm sorry," she cries.

"I know it's hard, it's been a long road but we will find them I promise you that," he tells her, "Do you wish to go home."

She shakes her head, "No, I'll keep searching."

Pulling away from him she whips her blue eyes, "Let's continue," she tells him.

He nods and they start the search once again, this time him staying closer by her side.

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They had found a cave three miles from the cabin, Lady and Drizella filmed the twins each night. Having them perform ungodly acts on each other. They had tried to escape that fist night and many nights after that but Lady and Dri had always caught them dragging them back to where ever they lay.

Tonight, Lady and Dri sleep, as does Sophia, Noah sets beside her on their makeshift bed looking down at her as she sleeps. He wears only his torn jeans as she wears his shirt. Their other clothing scattered about the dark cave where they have left them before tonight performance. Noah dear not sleep wanting to keep his sister safe, safe from everything. He swore to himself that he would find a way to either get them out of there or kill the two women that kept them prisoner.

Reaching up now he gently pulls a strain of her golden blond hair off of her porcelain face. He knew that things had changed with them, he was feeling things for her that he knew shouldn't be feeling. Every night he held her feral trembling body as she cried herself to sleep and ever night he watched her breath as she slept. He hated watching her in pain and he tried hard to not fall apart himself. But he could feel his lust for her growing with every fobbing touch ever twisted kiss they shared. And he hated himself more for his wayward thoughts.

The sound of leaves rustling caught his attention, he looks out toward the small entrance of the horrid cave. Holding his breath, it was sounds he had heard before but always was an animal scurrying across the land. He hears it again this time closer to where the cave. He squints his blue eyes looking into the darkness, he sees a figure, he lets out his breath as the shadow came closer a man's shadow. He doesn't call out afraid that it would wake the two women that lay only inches away.

"I found them," he heard the man say their eyes locked.

Noah puts his finger over his lips looking over at Lady and Dirzella, the guy nods. Two other men come in going over to where Lady and Dir where they wake them as they bring them to their feet, and Noah watches as they cuff the pear reading them their rights.

"Noah," he hears the familiar voice call out.

He looks up and both father and son have tears sliding down their pale faces.

"Oh my God," Cinde says from behind Prince her hand covering her mouth as she speaks.

Her eyes wash over Noah then goes to her sleeping daughter beside him. They both covered in buses from head to toe, dry blood caked on their bodies as well as what little clothing they wear.

Noah looks away from them embarrassed by what they see, "I'm sorry momma."

"Oh God," Cinde cries again, she steps around Prince going to her oldest son. She pulls him up off the bed into her embrace, "No baby, this isn't on you."

Her hands pull his head closer to her bosom as they both weep.

"Mommy?"

They pull apart as they heard Sophia speak, Cinde reaching down as she set up in the bed. Cinde cradles her in her arms.

"Oh my poor babies what have they done," she cries.

Prince pulls his son into his arms and together they all sob, they cried out of happiness that they found each other, sadness because of what had happened. Finally, after Prince pulls away from hugging his daughter he looks down at them.

"Let's go home," he tells his family.

"Cinderella?" she hears as they step out of the darkness.

She looks over at Lady then steps toward her.

"I have nothing to say to you stepmother, I hope you burn in the hell they put you in," anger coated her words.

"But not me right Cinde," Drizella asked with a pout.

Cinde looks at her and if looks could kill Dri would have died right there on that spot.

"I hope you both burn and then catch fair and burn again," she spits at her black headed step sister.

Prince pulls her back to them and wrapping their arms around the twins they make their way toward home, to pick up Noah's and Sophia's siblings.