Kidnapped III: Offspring//Mike Vitar Fanfic COMPLETED

Chapter Eleven

Lori's POV

I arrived at the location...on the other side of town, the ghetto. The part of town where people stab each other, stores get robbed on a daily basis, houses broken into, etc. I had found this location from the tracking device I remembered Mike and I getting the kids. I'm so happy I remembered it! I got out of the car and snuck around to the side of the house...Gosh it's like deja vu...I remember twenty-one years ago when I did something a lot like this when I went to save Mike from the drug dealers. There was even a basement window with light coming through on the side of this house. I could have sworn I was dreaming it felt just like it did back then. I peeked into the window of the basement...Now it was really like back then...I gasped...I saw Mike, tied to a bed with his mouth sealed with duct tape. Shit! Shit! Shit! I thought, I backed away from the window while looking around me...because there was always someone around that would chloroform me and hold me captive like Mike. I knew better this time, I went to the back door of the house. There was a crowbar leaning up against the side of the house right next to the door. I grabbed it and gripped it as hard as I could. If anyone wants to fuck with me they're gonna get this crowbar to the head!. I looked in through the window on the back porch and saw a dimly lit kitchen. No one was in sight inside the house, but I remember seeing some lights on upstairs...Maybe I can sneak in...get downstairs and untie Mike, and together we can save our daughter!. I quietly opened the back door which was surprisingly unlocked, once I was inside it hit me...I gasp again, "Oh shit" I whispered. I felt someone from behind me shove me to the ground, the crowbar flung two feet ahead of me. I felt the hands of a bulky man pulling on my hair and yanking me up off the ground. I scream as loud as I could, downstairs I could hear Mike screaming, his scream muffled from the tape and damn near inaudible. I kicked the man in the leg and he let out a yell of pain and I felt his hands leave my hair. Without looking I ran away from him down the darkened hallway and found the stairs to the basement. I hurried down them and saw Mike struggling violently against the ropes that hold him to the bed while still screaming. I turn around behind me and slam the door shut and lock it, the door seemed pretty sturdy and tough so I should have enough time to free Mike. I hurried over to him and pulled the tape down off of his mouth. I then quickly began untying his hands, "What the hell are you doing here!?" He says, "When you left the house I pretty much had no confidence that you could do this alone...and I see you got yourself restrained again...feels like twenty-one years ago all over again...when I first saved you" I say. Mike sighs as I finish untying his other hand, he reaches over and starts untying his legs, "Yeah and tonight has felt a lot like when I saved you" he replies. He jumps off the bed and hugs me, "Lori listen...what you told me before I left...I-" I cupped my hand over his mouth, "Mike it isn't your fault, it isn't! I love you as my husband and you only, it wasn't your fault that happened...and I think now that I've told you...we can move on from it" I say while slowly removing my hand from his mouth. He nods in agreement but I saw little tears form in his eyes, he grabs another crowbar from the corner of the room. We look at each other with determined faces, "Let's kill this son of a bitch!" Mike says. I nod, "Fuck yeah!" I yell. When we opened the door the man was standing there with a gun, Mike whacked him in the head with the crowbar and the gun went off as it flew out of his hand. Thankfully the gun didn't hit me or Mike, Mike raises the crowbar above his head and starts beating the man with it, making him curl up into a ball, "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TAKE OUR DAUGHTER!!? WHY!?" Mike screams with this terrifying rage as he continues to beat the man. At this moment in time I was more afraid of Mike than the man. Mike was looking like a serial killer pulled straight from a horror film. I grab one of his arms and that slows him down, "Mike! Mike! Stop! Our daughter we need to get her Mike!...This asshole isn't worth it...he isn't going anywhere" I say. Mike looks down at the man who is covered in his own blood and moaning and groaning and tossing and turning on the ground. Mike takes a few more whacks at the man and then...he goes to pick up the gun. I gasp, "Mike! Wait!" I scream, Mike looks at me with dark eyes, "No Lori! I'm doing this! I can live with it!" He says, and without any more words he pulls the trigger. Next thing I knew I saw the man's brains all over the cement wall next to him. I scream as I clamp both my hands to my mouth, Mike drops the gun and breaths heavily. He looks at me and all his rage seemed to be gone, like killing that man cured him of anger. I swallow my fear and nod my head at Mike, "Come on" I whisper. Mike takes my hand gently, "Lori I had to do that! He didn't deserve to go on abducting more innocent kids like ours! Lord knows he's been doing this more than once!" He explains. He did have a point...but the reason I disagree is because, "Mike...what about all the answers!? As to why he did this!?" I ask. Mike shrugs, "Who cares! I only care about getting our daughter back and keeping this family safe!" He says. I nod, "I guess you're right..." I say with my voice fading out. Mike gently takes me by the arm and together we head upstairs. We searched all the rooms downstairs, and then upstairs. We reached the last room at the end of the upstairs hallway. I felt my heart pounding really fast, I was so scared for Mike to open that door...I prayed that he didn't do anything to our baby girl. Finally...Mike had worked himself up the courage to open the door.