Part 3

Darren leaned over BJ with an evil smirk. He had always wanted to get his hands on someone who was as pretty as BJ was, and he was about to make his dreams come true. "Look at you. I bet you have never had a real man."

"Don't." BJ held her hands out in front of her body. "Please."

"Oh, I love it when they beg." Darren grabbed his crotch. "You're gonna love this just as much as I will." He started to unzip his pants.

BJ knew that if she was going to stop this from happening, she would have to fight. Laying herself on her back, she kicked out with both her legs.

Darren didn't have time to move out of the way of the long legs that came at him. "Hummph."

"You won't touch me," BJ yelled out as she moved off the mattress as fast as she could. "I'll rip your dick off and shove it down your throat first."

Darren crouched in a fetal position and groaned out in pain, "You fucking bitch."

"Try it again and I'll hit you harder," the captive woman stated in anger but the sight of a gun being pulled out stopped her in her tracks.

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Mike and Leo watched quietly as Tyler drove through the streets. They could feel the emotions the woman was feeling radiate off her as she gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter.

"Maybe we should head home," Mike said as he watched the crowded sidewalks pass by. "Barbara might be worried."

"No, I'm not going home until I have BJ with me," Tyler replied coldly.

Leo turned his head to look at Mike. "Tyler, it could be days until we do find her. You need to take care of yourself so when we do get her back you'll be able to take care of her."

"I said no. If you want me to drop you two off at the next bus stop I will and you can go home." Tyler continued to drive.

"What about TJ?" Mike asked softly. "You know he'll miss you."

Tyler slammed on the breaks stopping in the middle of an intersection. Not caring about all the cars honking and blaring their horns. "TJ will be just fine without me. It's his mother he needs. Not me right now. So if you two want to go home and sit around and wait for the fucking cops to do whatever they do, then fine, get the hell out."

The two men didn't move an inch.

Tyler sat there for several long seconds. She knew that she should head home, but the thought of walking into the house again without BJ being there would slowly kill her. "It's not a home without her. I can't go back until she's with me."

"We understand what you're saying Tyler, and we're here to help." Leo placed a hand on Tyler's trembling arm. "We're just watching out for you, because you know you won't do that for yourself."

Tyler leaned forward and rested her head on the steering wheel. "I just can't go back. Not without her. Not until…"

Mike scooted close to the driver's seat and wrapped his muscled arms around the crying woman. "We have your back, no matter what."

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Chad walked up to the train car. He listened to see if any sounds were coming from inside. Hearing BJ talking to someone made him step closer.

"When you get me out of here Tyler, we're going to go far far away. To a place that has never heard of BJ Stanton or Tyler Jones. A place that is safe for our boy to grow up and be the man he is to be."

Chad shook his head. "Boy, she certainly thinks that this Tyler is going to free her." He started to laugh. "Crazy bitch."

The sound of someone coming up behind him made him turn. He spotted Darren carefully making his way through the abandoned railway yard.

"What the hell you doing here?" he yelled out. "Thought you had things to do."

"Shut the fuck up," Darren snapped.

Chad flipped him off. "Kiss my ass dick weed."

Darren walked up and grabbed Chad by the collar of his shirt. "You seem to forget that I'm your boss and you do what I tell you to do. Not ask me questions."

Chad slapped his hand away. "Kiss my ass."

Darren grabbed the gun he had hidden behind him. "I suggest you take what I'm saying seriously, because if you don't they will find your body under the Second Avenue bridge." He pointed the barrel right at the other man's face.

Chad swallowed hard and nodded. "Fine, you're the boss."

Darren smiled. "Knew you'd see it my way." He nestled the gun back in the waistband of his jeans. "Let's check on our friend and get out of here for the night."

The two men unlocked and pushed the door open. It took Chad a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the inside of train car. "What the hell happened to her?"

Darren looked at the still woman and laughed. "We had some fun earlier."

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Mike pulled out his cell phone as soon as it started to vibrate. "Hello?"

"Mike, Detective Rush just called and she needs you three to go over to the station as soon as possible," Barbara said quickly.

"Did she say why we have to stop there?" the man asked as he caught Tyler's eyes in the rear view mirror.

"No, just said to get a hold of you and make sure you three get there as soon as possible," Barbara repeated the last part praying that it was good news and not bad news about her daughter.

"Ok, we're on our way." Mike hung up the phone and told the other two people in the vehicle. "Rush needs us to stop at the police station."

"Did Barb say why?" Tyler asked flipping on her turn signal.

Mike shook his head. "No. Just to get there quick."

"Okay, quick I can do." Tyler looked both ways before she slammed on the gas pedal, just missing two cars and a truck.

"Damn it," Leo shouted, "She said get there quick, not dead."

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Rush starred at the white envelope that rested in the middle of the table in front of her. On the front was Tyler's name, and what was inside she had no clue. She had decided to wait for Tyler, Mike, and Leo to arrive before opening it.

"Detective?" A uniformed policewoman knocked on the old wooden door of the room. "Tyler Jones is here."

"Thanks, Lieutenant can you please show her and her friends in." Rush smiled.

Several seconds went by and Tyler, Mike, and Leo walked in.

"You have some sort of news about BJ?" Tyler questioned as she stepped up and shook Rush's hand.

"Not sure, yet." Rush pointed to the envelope. "We got that about an hour ago. It was delivered by some young kid who was paid five bucks."

Tyler stepped to the table and stared at it. Her name was written in large black marker across the front. "Can I open it?" she asked, but didn't wait for an answer. She grabbed it with the tip of her finger.

Everyone in the room stood still as Tyler slowly opened the envelope. Each one of them held their breath until Tyler had it opened and tipped it over so whatever was in it could slide out.

"Oh God," Tyler gasped as she saw the dark locks of her lover spill from the envelope.

Rush stepped closer. "Did they leave a note this time?"

Tyler didn't answer. All she could do was stare down at the soft strands of hair. She felt her temper slowly begin to rise. Without thinking about any kind of evidence they might get from it, she grabbed the small bundle of hair and opened the door.

The other occupants of the room jumped when she slammed the door closed.

"You two better follow her quick before she does something stupid." Rush pointed at Leo and Mike.

"You better hope you get them before we do. Because after this we can not promise what we'll do when we find them," Mike stated quietly, but you could see the anger building behind his eyes.

"No holds barred," Leo said and opened the door.

The two men didn't see the police officer talking on his cell phone as they left. Rush however did notice, and stayed back hoping to catch whatever was being said. When the police officer hung up his cell phone Rush stepped out and walked to her Captain's office.

She knocked on the door and didn't bother to wait to be told to enter. She walked in and closed the door behind her. "Captain, I think we have a leak."

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BJ glared at the two men that stood before her. Her hair length now reached just above her shoulders.

"You look like your friends forgot your birthday." Chad laughed at the angry woman. "Bet we could find you a couple of presents that would perk you right up."

BJ didn't even bother to say anything. It would just fall on deaf ears and give them ammunition to toss back at her.

"Nice hair cut." Chad slapped Darren on the back. "Maybe you should get out of this business and start up your own beauty salon."

"Sure. I could call it, 'Cut At Gun Point'." Darren laughed as he looked at his handiwork. "What's the matter honey? You don't like my expert hair cut?"

BJ flipped Darren off and crossed her arms over her chest.

Darren bent closer to BJ, but not so close that she could get a clean shot with her legs. "Just so you know. Your girlfriend now has your lovely locks, and from what I heard she wasn't all that happy."

BJ couldn't keep her mouth shut after hearing about Tyler. "Why are you doing this to us? Why are you holding me here and tormenting her like this? What the hell has she ever done to you?"

Chad shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Not for us to know."

BJ looked from one face to another, sadness and anger sitting in the pit of her stomach.

Darren laughed, "Hell, it's fun watching you stuck here in your prison while your protector roams around the city looking for you."

BJ kicked out at Darren, but missed just by an inch. "I dare you to get closer."

Darren waved his finger at her. "Not gonna happen."

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Memories of sliding her fingers through BJ's hair as she held her lover as she slept rushed through her mind, along with the guilt of knowing that because of some action she had done, BJ was taken. She opened the door just in time to lose the only thing she had in her stomach. The sour taste of stale coffee only made it worse.

Mike and Leo rushed to Tyler's side. Mike patted Tyler's back as Leo tried to take the cut hair out of Tyler's hand.

"Give them to me, Tyler," Leo said softly. "I'll keep them safe for you."

Reluctantly she let go and sat up. Sweat beaded over her forehead and upper lip.

"You okay now?" Mike questioned as he continued to rub the small woman's back.

Tyler whipped her hand across her face and nodded. "I'll be okay." She sighed deeply and looked around. "They cut her hair."

"I know. I know." Leo squatted down making sure he wasn't stepping in the mess on the ground. "Don't lose hope. We'll bring her home safe and sound."

Tyler couldn't hold the anguish in any longer. The tears she had been holding back started to fall. "She's my whole life."

Leo leaned forward holding his friend in his arms. He looked up at Mike, and through his own watery eyes he saw that his lover was crying as well.

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"Excuse me, Mr. Royal," a huge man said in a dull voice.

Mr. King Royal looked up from the book he was reading. "You have news on Ms. Jones for me, Sal?"

"Yes, Sir." The man walked closer to the seated man. "Our friend on the force called, and it seems that she received an envelope from our associate. Apparently it upset her quite badly."

"Any idea what was in the envelope?" King set the book in his hands down on his lap.

The large man shook his head. "Sorry, Sir he didn't have any clue."

"Get a hold of Darren and have him get his scrawny ass in here," the boss ordered in a deep angry voice.

"Right away." Sal nodded and quickly left the room.

King stood up and walked around to his desk. "I think Darren is in need of reminding that I make the decisions."

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BJ sat up and leaned against the cool metal sides of her prison. Thoughts of Tyler and TJ filled her head. She wasn't sure how much longer she could be trapped here without going insane. The smell alone was driving her crazy, but the worst of it was the darkness that surrounded her constantly.

"I so want to see the stars above my head," she mumbled softly as her mind took her back to the cabin she and Tyler had stayed at for their honeymoon.

"Did you see that?" BJ asked as she pointed to the star lit sky.

Tyler didn't answer her because she was too busy looking at the profile of the woman in her arms.

BJ shifted until her eyes met soft green. "Did you see the shooting star?"

Tyler shook her head. "I was too busy looking at something else."

BJ smiled. "Really? What where you looking at?"

Tyler pressed her lips to the tip of BJ's nose. "I was looking at the most amazing thing God ever made."

"Why aren't you just the sweet talker?" The brunette caressed Tyler's jaw with her finger. "I think you deserve a kiss for that remark."

BJ wrapped one hand around Tyler's neck and pulled her down. Her other hand rested over the fast beating heart.

"I want to touch you," Tyler mumbled between kisses.

BJ placed one big kiss on Tyler's lips before she stood up and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. "I always did want to make love under the night sky, with the stars giving us our only light."

Tyler growled deep within her chest as inch after inch of the silky skin was exposed before her eyes.

BJ slowly went down on her knees as she cupped a breast in each hand. "I just want you to watch me."

"I want to touch," Tyler pouted.

BJ waved one finger at her and shook her head. "First watch, then when I say, you may touch."

Knowing she wasn't going to win, Tyler sat up with her legs crossed and watched.

"Sometimes when you're sleeping, I have to control myself from waking you up, just so I can have my way with you." BJ pinched her nipples as she spoke. "My center cries for your touch, and I can't help myself as I reach down between my thighs." Slowly her hand traveled down Tyler's stomach. "My body twitches as I circle my clit. I imagine that it's your tongue flicking it and stroking it. I want to scream out as I reach my peek, but I like the silence of coming as you sleep next to me."

Tyler's eyes follow BJ's long fingers as they pleasured the tall woman. "You're killing me."

"Would you like a taste?" BJ asked, and held up her juice-coated finger.

Tyler moved so she was kneeling right in front of her naked lover. Slowly she ran her tongue over the tips of the fingers offered. "I crave your taste," she whispered before she slipped one finger into her mouth and caressed it with her tongue.

The feeling of Tyler's touch on her finger sent an electric shock straight to her already sensitive clit. "I'll come if you keep that up."

Tyler smiled with the appendage still in her mouth.

BJ slowly tugged her finger out. "I want you." She leaned forward and placed a hard kiss against her wife's mouth. "I want you so bad."

Tyler reached around and held on to BJ as tight as she could. "Take me."

BJ did just that, and Tyler returned the favor ten-fold. The stars blinked above their bodies, and the wind carried their cries of passion.

BJ blinked open her eyes and glanced around. "I need to figure a way out of here."

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Tyler rested her head against the chilled window. The people and buildings flashed by the distraught woman as shaking hands held the hairs carefully and with love.

"Think she'll be pissed when she figures out that we're taking her home?" Leo asked Mike from the passenger seat.

Mike shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care if she throws a huge ass fit. She needs sleep, and I'm not taking her to one of these roach motels."

Leo looked back at the quiet woman. "I think right now she won't even realize where she is at."

Mike caught the refection of his friend. "I agree."

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Barbara opened the door as soon as she realized who it was. One look at Tyler and she knew something was way wrong. "Oh God, you got some news."

Leo rushed to Barbara's side. "No, we don't have any news. We just got another envelope and it threw Tyler for a loop. So we figured it was best to get her home before she realized what was going on."

"Good idea; when you get her settled you will tell me what has happened," the older woman stated.

Mike and Leo guided the distraught woman in their arms up the stairs to the bedroom. They both knew that when Tyler came around she would kick the shit out of them, but at this point they didn't care.

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"Okay, now that you two are set, tell me everything that has happened." Barb leaned back against the couch pillows.

Mike and Leo took turns telling BJ's mom what had happened since they left the house. By the end, the three sat in silence, each one deep in their own thoughts.

A small cry interrupted the silence, and Barb went to stand up and take care of TJ. Slowly she made her way to the stairs, but by the time she reached the bottom step TJ had stopped crying. Knowing that they were safe in the house, she wasn't worried. Though when she stepped into the room and didn't see the baby in his crib, she was about to call down to Mike and Leo when the soft sound of TJ's cooing sent her in the direction of her daughter and Tyler's room. Her hands went to her mouth to cover the gasp that slipped out. "Even when you're so out of it the cry of your baby will always break through," she whispered to herself as she watched Tyler wrap herself around TJ.

Standing there for a minute more, Barbara made her way back down stairs. She smiled slightly and sat back down. "So do you have any clues whatsoever?"

"None, so far," Mike replied. "Honestly we don't even know where to look."

"What about going through Tyler's old records and maybe even her Grandfather's," Barb suggested as she grabbed her cup of coffee.

Leo nodded his head. "We should do that. Where did Tyler put her things when she moved in?"

Barbara gestured towards the garage. "I'm guessing out there. If not, I have no clue."

"Why don't you go on up to bed, and Mike and I will start organizing files. Then when Tyler wakes up, it might keep her from killing us for bringing her here." Leo finished the last of his coffee and stood up.

"I think it was what she needed," Barb stated. "If she even gets mad, I'll let her know that you two were only thinking of her welfare, and that she should be grateful that she has such good friends."

"Thanks." Mike moved over to kiss Barb on the cheek. "No one could have asked for a better mother in law."

"Ain't that the truth?" the woman laughed.

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Late in the night, Darren sat around the dark smoky bar drinking. "I tell you I'm like this," he held up a hand with two fingers crossed, "With the boss man."

"Shut the hell up twit," a drunk man yelled out over all the other voices. "No way can someone that important deal with someone like you."

"Trust me, Jim," Darren finished his drink and waved for another, "I ain't lying." He slapped a ten dollar bill on the bar top. "Give me another drink, and one for my friend."

"Okay, let's just say that you're telling me the truth," Jim slurred his words. "Why in the hell would someone like King Royal want to deal with a low life like you?"

"I'm taking care of some business for him." Darren grabbed the fresh bottle of beer that was set in front of him and took a drink. "Let's just say, I'm watching precious cargo so that it's taken care of properly."

Jim grabbed his own drink and shook his head. "You are the biggest liar ever." He took a swallow of his beer, but it never made it down his throat. It was spewed all over Darren.

"Gesh man, what the hell is wrong with you?" Darren grabbed a napkin and wiped his face off just as a large hand landed on his shoulder. "Get your hand off me," he yelled and turned. "Oh, shit sorry."

"The boss wants to see you. Now," Sal ordered.

Darren laughed and looked at his drinking buddy. "See, I told you I was someone important."

Sal shook his head and smacked Darren on the back of the head. "I suggest you get your ass in gear."

"Watch it muscle head." Darren stood up and tried to shove Sal. "Be nice to me or I'll get you into trouble with the bossman."

Sal grabbed Darren by the collar of his shirt. "I suggest you back off before I ram my fist down your throat."

"Yes, Sir," Darren wheezed out. "If you'll let me go I'll head on over to see Mr. Royal."

"I think that is a wise decision," Sal replied and dropped Darren onto his feet.

With it so crowded in the bar, no one noticed the old man and his dog leave right before Darren and followed by Sal.

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Tyler jumped ten feet when her cell phone went off in her pocket. "Hello," she answered as she looked around and realized she was in her own bedroom. "Huh? What?"

"Tyler?" Bing whispered into the pay phone as he watched Darren and Sal get into a black sedan. "I found that Darren guy, and I have a pretty good guess who is behind BJ's kidnapping."

"Bing?" Tyler moved to swing her legs off the bed. A soft gurgle stopped her from going any further. She turned to see a wide-awake TJ smiling at her.

"Tyler you there? Tyler?" the old man almost yelled into the phone.

"Yes, sorry." Tyler put her hand on TJ's stomach and rubbed in circles. "Tell me what you have."

"Was sitting in this bar, and this huge mountain of a man walked in and started to talk with this guy. I didn't realize who it was because it was all dark, but when he stood up and all I recognized him, and I think I know who the big man was," Bing said as he looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Have you heard of King Royal?"

"Isn't he that big drug lord that no one can seem to put away?" Tyler replied with a yawn. "Why would he be after us? We have nothing to do with him."

"Wrong, you helped bring charges against his son," Bing reminded Tyler. "His son is the one who chased your woman and that young girl into a building, and the young one died."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Tyler spat out as what the note said ran through her mind. It finally made sense. "Thanks, Bing you are the best."

"You're welcome." Bing hung up the phone and looked down at his dog. "Come on Rags, let's head home."

Tyler scooped TJ up and held him close. "Soon you'll have your mommy here. Soon, real soon." She stood up and walked into the nursery and sat down on the rocking chair. "First I need to get you to sleep."

Thirty minutes later TJ was tucked into bed, and Tyler was getting out of the shower. She used her towel to wipe off the moisture from the mirror. The reflection that stared back at her didn't faze her. She knew she looked like shit, and the way she felt was even worse, but all that didn't matter. She had a clue, and in her heart she knew that King Royal was the reason BJ was not with her. She would make sure that he knew not to mess with the people she loved.

Tyler held up her hand and pointed it at the mirror. "I'm coming for you Mr. Royal, and you'll be dead by nightfall." She pretended to pull the trigger and whispered, "Bang."

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Continued in part four... it will also be the conclusion

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