The Escape

Chapter Twelve

Two months have passed since I was brought here. My belly is showing very little thankfully for no one to notice and draw any suspicions or conclusions. Right now the only people who know about my pregnancy.

Noah

Heather

Francis

Beau

Elena

Amara

Emmanuel

Susan

Patrick

Lincoln

Rod

All of them know and all have sworn to keep it to themselves. As well as protect me at all costs. Currently Patrick, Lincoln, Rod, and Heather are trying to use the microchip embedded in Heather's mouth as a beacon to transmit a message to someone on the outside looking for us. The only problem is trying to find a safe place to activate it.

Susan was keeping me company while it was our roaming hour. She asked me in French, "Have you decided on names yet?"

I told her, "Adeline if its a girl. Nick if its a boy."

The next thing that caught my attention we an argument. Susan whispers, "Emmanuel?"

"Hush," I told her.

Emmanuel was around the corner from us arguing with his brother. Ivan asks Emmanuel, "Have you made a decision?"

"No." Replied Emmanuel.

Ivan reminds Emmanuel, "You cannot be on both sides, Emmanuel. It doesn't work that way. We have to decide what is best for us. For our family."

"And what if I decide what is best for me for once." Emmanuel snapped. "I have a life of own Ivan. I would like to enjoy whatever I have left of it in peace."

Ivan replies, "Then you are a coward. Just like Dad."

"Our whole bloodline is full of cowardly men! Don't you get it, Ivan! Father chose the wrong side to protect us. For once he's done the right thing. He's not the coward Ivan! You are."

Ivan then looks at Emmanuel quizically. He then says, "Somethings different about you Emmanuel. You've never spoken to me like this before. What has changed?"

Emmanuel begins to walk away as he replies, "I have a mind of my own Ivan!"

Ivan follows Emmanuel as he asks, "Did something happen to you?" Emmanuel didn't answer. Ivan then asks, "Did you meet someone?" Emmanuel stopped right next to Susan and I. "A girl?" Ivan asked sounding shocked.

I could tell how angered Emmanuel was by Ivan. The sound of Emmanuel's knuckles cracking was a dead give away. Mostly I could tell he was trying not to let his brother get to him. Ivan then tells Emmanuel, "I can't wait to find out who this girl is."

Ivan walked away as I heard the sound of a door slamming shut. Emmanuel rested his head against a wall and I could just sense something was bothering him. I walked over to him and put my hand on his right shoulder, "Emmanuel?" I could feel his body trembling as Emmanuel pulled me into a hug, "Emmanuel what is it?"

"I'm scared, Taylor!" Emmanuel cried.

"Scared of your brother?"

"No. I'm scared of what he'll do to Amara!"

I was thinking about what Emmanuel had said. I knew to a certain extent of what Ivan was capable of, but I didn't know to what lengths Ivan was willing to go to hurt Emmanuel. Or even Amara. I worried about not only Amara's safety but Elenas as well because of how identical they are. With Emmanuel and Ivan, you could tell the difference between them because Emmanuel has a scar above his left eyebrow.

However, with Amara and Elena, there's no way of telling them apart.

I warned everyone else to keep an eye on them just in case. Rod was keeping me company while the others went looking for any hot spots for the beacon to work. "How are you feeling there kiddo?" Rod asked.

"I'm just." I sighed as I sat up. "I've just had somethings running through my head."

"Like what?"

"To me, it feels like Vladimir already knows about my baby. Just by how he's been acting towards me."

"What do you mean?"

I spoke with my hands to give Rod a little bit of a visual, "The last time I spoke with Vladimir was just before I was moved into this cell with the twins. I remember asking him if he'd had any other questions for me. Vladimir gets up from behind his desk and stands in front of me, and grabs me by my jaw. Like he was examining me."

"Vladimir's behavior towards everybody is different. I don't think you have anything to worry about. I remember back then if any woman was pregnant both sides couldn't touch her."

"I'm sensing a but."

"But with our circumstances here with the way he's running things. Vladimir may say that those rules still apply, but he may bend them to his own personal advantage."

"So, in other words, Vladimir could already know I'm pregnant, but still try to kill me anyway," I replied. I laid back rubbing my belly just trying to calm down. "What the,-"

Just then Patrick, Lincoln, Heather, and Elena came running in. Rod asks Lincoln, "What's going on?"

Patrick and Lincoln start pulling bed sheets off of Elena's bed as Lincoln answers, "We found a hot spot."

"Where?" I asked.

Heather helps me up as she answers, "In here."

Patrick then pushes Amara's bed frame closest to the window and then goes over to lift Heather up onto his shoulders. He tells me, "Not enough time to explain everything. We gotta do this now."

I agreed there was no point in wasting any time. If this was our window of opportunity we had to take it. Rod then asks, "What does Taylor need to do?"

Lincoln answers, "All Taylor needs to do is talk through Heather as if she was Jon. Then with your hearing aide, you'll be able to listen in to hear if the signal is going out."

I told Lincoln, "Heather should go up on your shoulders then. You much taller then Patrick is and it might make the signal stronger. And I will just get up on Patrick's shoulders."

Patrick lets Heather down and picks me up, "Good thinking."

As Lincoln was lifting up Heather we were trying to balance each other out. "I can't believe this is finally happening," I answered.

Heather smiles and says to me, "Everything is going to be fine. Trust me."

"Quiet!" Rod snapped while trying to adjust his hearing aid. All of us were waiting on Rod to give us the 'go head'. The anticipation alone was making my heart race. I hope this works. Rod points at me and mouths, "Go!"

"If anyone out there can hear this. My name is Taylor Mason."