Stolen (Sequel To Capture)

Twelve

Slamming open the door I jolted out into the living room making Zayn and Niall jump. Casey followed me out, as I turned to Zayn frantically.

"That shop I radioed about," I shouted at him. "Did you find anything?"

"Uh I pulled their feed, yea." Zayn nodded.

"Follow those guys I was talking to out front. You can do that right?" I asked quickly, Zayn looked at me like I was mad, I took a deep breath trying to steady myself and slow down. "We need to find Emma, those guys are going to lead us to her."

"Ok, Ok yea!" Zayn nodded getting to work.

"How do you know they're going to lead us to Emma?" Niall asked from behind me. I turned to him trying to calm myself but my mind was still spinning from Casey's confession about Emma's pregnancy.

"I overheard then talking about Trey kidnapping Emma in the shop. They must run with him."

"Really?" Zayn asked curiously. "That's lucky."

"It's the best lead we have." I nodded looking around the room. "Where is Styles?"

"He went back out to look for Emma." Niall shrugged. "He seemed determined to find her before you."

"I don't fucking care who finds her first, we just have to get her back, she isn't the only one in danger!"

"Sorry?" Zayn frowned. "Who else is in harms way?"

"My kid." I answered breathlessly, everything inside me felt like it ached. Niall and Zayn both stopped moving as they stared at me.

"You're what now?" Zayn asked again.

"Emma's pregnant." Casey answered for me. "She told me last week, she hadn't told Liam yet, she was going to on this trip."

"Fuck me." Niall whispered harshly under his breath.

"You're sure?" Zayn frowned.

"She was scared but happy. I don't know how far along she is, its early, maybe 10 weeks." Casey spoke calmly, she had had time to adjust to this information, I looked from Zayn to Niall their faces mirroring the shock I felt.

"Fuck." Zayn huffed like Niall had moments ago.

"It's been 3 days. We have to find her. I'm not letting Trey take our baby from us, I'm not letting him hurt Emma!"

"We're going to find her." Niall assured me. I felt sick.

"I need air." I huffed walking towards the balcony. I stepped out feeling the cool rush of wind hit my face. My hands clasped onto the railing holding me up as my head spun.

I felt warm as my body shook, nauseas taking over as I broke into a sweat. "Liam?" Casey spoke from the door behind me, she sounded miles away, turning to face her I felt woosey as my body began to shutdown.

"Liam!" She whined as I crashed forward into her arms, the two of us falling down together as I fainted. "Hey, you're ok, I've got you." I heard her whisper in my ear, I felt weak and shaky.

Slowly I came back into consciousness "wh-what happened?" I groaned blinking my eyes open.

"Don't move Liam, you fainted." Casey told me.

"How long have I been out?" I asked still laying in her lap.

"A few minutes. You're damn lucky I caught you." She laughed. I gathered some energy and started to lift myself off of her but she held me tight. "Just sit still, you need to rest."

"There's no time we have to find Emma." I argued but her grip on me only tightened.

"Niall and Zayn are working on it. You need to take care of yourself bud, Emma will murder me if I let you run yourself into the ground."