Hijacked.

No signal and no negotiation.

Matthew's POV ( Katie's husband )

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"Daaaaad! Dad ! Dad!" I heard my daughter scream.

" I'm in here Annie. What is it?"

A teary eyed Annie ran into the room.

" Mum's plane has been hijacked. She didn't sound hopeful. Dad she can't die ! Please she can't . I know I scream about how much I hate her but she still can't be gone , I need her. " she continued I could sense the desperation in her voice.

She lost her grace that split second. The grace she had trained many years to master in her ballet class. I saw her slouch now like the burden had been placed on her shoulder.

" Young lady don't slouch." I said , just like her mum would have. I missed her.

I tried to call her but there was no signal. I called the rest of the children into the room and broke the news to them. They were hurt but they didn't show it , their groomers had taught them how to mask their emotions and they were good at it.

" Dad ?" Kurt, the youngest, said.

" Yes son ?"

"Who is this person called Jesus mum is talking about? Is he a superhero? How will he save her?" He asked.

" I don't know. Does anyone have an idea?" I asked looking at my children.

Rebecca's hand shot up.

"Yes Becca?"

"Jesus is God's son. He was sent to the earth to die for man as a sacrifice for our sins. He died even though He knew we might reject him. And-" she was interrupted by Annie.

"-I think we should ask google instead. She's just a seven year old and besides how can God care for us to send His son when we never talk to him?"

" Besides God is the owner of the whole universe , why would he care about us little humans? " Kurt added.

" I think we should ask google. Thanks Becca , you are beautiful!" I said and gave her a hug. ' Positive reinforcement is always a plus' I repeated to myself because my therapist was never wrong.

As I popped open my laptop I remembered the dire situation at hand.

" Mum first children. We need to try and find her first" I said.

" What if God can help us find her?" Kurt said.

All these questions about God got me dizzy , I had never been the one not to have an answer to a question. I was the smart one and I needed to remain smart - at least smarter than my seven year old at the moment. As far as I knew every hijacking has to have a motive and these people have not reached out for a negotiation- strange. I opened my tracking software and could not pin point Katie's phone.

"I'm calling the police" Annie said.

"I'll call Scott, the CIA agent from the country club" I said

" I'll call God" Becca said.

Here He was again-God. Why were we so intent on finding Him too?