Kidnapped III: Offspring//Mike Vitar Fanfic COMPLETED

Chapter Twelve

Mike's POV

I opened the door...Lori and I stared into the room, "She isn't here..." Lori says faintly. My heart stopped, I couldn't move...I was frozen. She isn't here! Lori's words kept repeating in my head. Suddenly I could feel Lori shaking me and pushing me, "Mike! Mike! Come on!" She was yelling. I blinked my eyes real fast a couple times and turned and faced her, "It said she was here..." I say. Lori grips both of my arms, "Mike we need to keep looking! Stay with me!" She says, it's like her and I swapped roles. It was only six hours ago I had told her the same thing. Lori and I hurried back down the stairs to the main floor of the house, we go out the front door and we jump into my truck. Again...we sped off down the road, now I really had no idea where to start looking for her.

James' POV

I sat back at the house with the neighbor girl, Ashley. She was eighteen and skinny pretty blonde haired girl. We didn't talk a whole lot of the time, she had never seen me like this and she didn't have the slightest clue as to what was going on, "James? Tell me what's happening!" She says. I finally look over at her, "My little sister is missing, she has been since three o'clock today, my parents are convinced she's been kidnapped" I explain and Ashley covers her mouth and gasps, "Oh Jesus Christ!" She exclaims. I still felt numb, this all seemed like a bad dream that wouldn't end. Ashley came over and wrapped her arms around me, "I'm sure she'll be okay! She has to be! Your sister is a very smart girl!" She says. I nod in agreement but it did nothing to calm me down, she's smart yes, but is she strong enough to fight off grown men that have kidnapped her? No!. Mom and Dad have been gone for nearly six hours now, I looked at the clock...12:15am. I sigh and Ashely looks at the clock too, "I'm sure they'll find her! In times like this you should never give up hope" she says. I knew she was right...and I wasn't giving up hope yet...but I was coming close. Suddenly it was like God was listening to me...I heard a knock at the door. Ashley stands up and goes to open it, I stand up too. Ashley opened the door.

Lori's POV

Mike and I drove all around the ghetto part of town, no Elise. Just drunk people and druggies and homeless people, and a few cops wrestling a knife wielding maniac to the ground. I bury my face in my hands and start sobbing, "Lori?" Mike says quietly, "Mike Jesus Christ do you see it down here? Did you see those crazy people back there? And three cops arresting a knife wielding psycho? Elise could never make it through here! If she ran from the house she wouldn't have made it a block down here!" I say, Mike looked infuriated at that comment, "Lori don't say that! Don't ever say that! She's alive! I know it!" He says raising his voice. Mike wasn't taking no for an answer and he wasn't giving up on finding our daughter. In a way that made me feel better but the thought of Elise being murdered by mindless psychos still lingered in my mind.
    Mike and I drove around through our old neighborhood...the place where my mother lived, Mike's parents' house...and we passed the now burned down crack house where Mike and I were held captive twice. Even though the place was torched to the ground...Mike and I spotted a black van sitting in the middle of the ashes and broken wood and glass. Mike stops the truck and we stare at the van, "What's that doing there?" I ask. Mike shrugs, "I don't know...that's weird..." he says. I thought about the drug dealers Mike and I dealt with twenty years ago. A thought came to mind, "Mike, do you think there were more of them associated with the drug dealers we were involved with?" I ask. Mike shrugs again but answers, "I mean there always is more...drug gangs can get pretty big, There guys we dealt with were probably just a few of them" he explains. I look back at the black van eerily parked on the property where the drug house used to be. Mike and I were both thinking the same thing...it was dangerous but we were thinking we wanted to get out and investigate the van. This might possibly be a clue. I had a strong feeling in my gut that the same drug gang we were hunted down by twenty years ago weren't finished with us yet. Only now they were taking our daughter instead of us. I started thinking...What if this is all one big trap all beginning with Elise's abduction!? I made this thought be known to Mike. He agreed, but did we still want to get out and investigate the van? Yes! We did! It was stupid but we were desperate now. Very desparate!. For answers and our daughter. Mike and I got out of the truck and he pulls the gun back out. Together we head toward the van slowly.
     Mike held the gun up with both hands like a cop. He slowly walked to the driver seat of the vehicle but there was no one inside. He looked in the back of the van through the driver seat window...no one. Mike came to the back of the van where I stood and he pulled open the doors to the back. I gasped and clamped both my hands to my mouth, I was sobbing again. Mike backed away slowly with the face of sheer terror. In that van was hundreds of pictures of Mike and I throughout our twenty-one years together. There was a pool of blood smearing all over all the pictures, "Jesus fucking Christ" Mike whispers. He turns to me and takes me by the arm, we hurry back to the truck and ditch the area.