Fighting for Love Ch. 01byAshiraDatya©
'I'm trying to build up slowly so there isn't any sex in this first part so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry, you'll either have to wait while I write or read something else. Please leave feedback!'
: Prologue :
He watched her as she slept, loving the way her hair curled, making it look like she had a halo on top of her head. Under the closed, creamy eye lids, he knew she had beautiful eyes that looked like a cross between tiger's eye and amber. His own brown eyes were troubled and full of guilt as he looked over at his packed duffel bag in the corner of the room. It had taken nearly six months of their year long relationship to convince her parents that it was okay for their precious princess to date somebody. He felt horrible, his stomach tightened as the timer on his phone went off softly. He quickly pushed a button, hoping the noise didn't wake her up. His heart sank as he watched her stretch and her eyes flutter open. "Morning," she said softly, rubbing some sleep out of an eye. He smiled, even though he felt like he was dying inside.
"Hey beautiful," he murmured. He swore to himself as her eyes fell on the obviously full duffel bag.
"You're leaving?" she asked, her eyes finding his. He made himself shake his head.
"Just a business trip out west. I should be back by Friday," he answered. She studied his face and smiled.
"I'll miss you," she said, giving him a small smile. He forced himself to smile back. "Jess, I love you," he murmured, kissing her softly. She smiled.
"I love you too," she murmured as he pulled away. He grabbed the bag and walked out the door without glancing at her again, knowing if he turned around, he'd never leave. As he stood on the front porch, shaking, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a crumpled up note. He read it quickly and tossed it towards the small pocket of his bag and zipped it shut before getting into his car and driving away.
: Chapter One :
"Jessica, wait up!" Jessica stopped and turned around as her friend Colleen caught up to her. "How are you?" Colleen asked, surprised at the dark circles under her friend's eyes. Jessica shrugged.
"I'm fine," Jessica said dryly. Colleen looked at her friend in concern.
"Have you heard from Danny recently?" Colleen asked gently. Jessica shook her head.
"Not since he walked out on me," Jessica answered. Colleen sighed.
"There had to be something up, he wouldn't have just ..." Colleen's voice trailed off as two huge men approached them.
"Are you Jessica Saint?" one of the men asked. Jessica nodded hesitantly. "Where is Danny Storm?" he asked. Jessica glanced at Colleen. "I haven't seen him in months," Jessica answered.
"He wouldn't leave someone alone like this, where is he?" the man demanded. Jessica sighed and shook her head.
"I haven't seen or heard from Danny Storm in almost six months," Jessica answered. The man growled and wrapped a beefy hand around her arm. "You're coming with us," he said, jerking her towards a white cargo van.
"Let me go!" Jessica shouted, struggling to break free.
The man slammed her against a car and Jessica gasped as the wind got knocked out of her. "If you care for the life of that brat you're carrying, you'll stop struggling and come willingly," he grumbled. He pulled her away from the mustang and towards the cargo van.
His associate reached for Colleen to silence any witnesses, but the perky blond was faster than she appeared and she ran back into the medical center. Jessica tried to scream as she was forced into the cargo van but the door closed behind her kidnapper and he put a hand over her mouth as his accomplice got into the front seat and drove away. "What do you want with me?" Jessica asked as she huddled on the floor of the cargo van, trying to force herself to stay calm.
The man gave her an evil grin. "So you fucked Storm, you haven't experienced anything yet," he sneered. Jessica's eyes widened in fear.
"Not until the boss has talked to her," the driver said sharply. The man in back with Jessica growled but sat in his seat, arms crossed over his chest like a petulant child.
Before Jessica knew it, she was being pulled into a dark garage and into a tunnel. "Do you have her?" a voice asked from behind a desk.
"Yes boss, we have her. She claims not to know where Storm is," one of her abductors said. The man behind the desk chuckled as he stepped forward.
"Hello Jessica. You look ..." he stared at her in surprise. "So Storm knocked you up I see," he observed. Jessica gasped in shock as she recognised the man in front of her.
"Mr. Clark?" Jessica asked, her eyes wide. Mr. Clark chuckled.
"You remember me, that's very good. Danny worked for me for what, eight months of your relationship?" Mr. Clark asked. Jessica nodded. "Where is Danny?" Mr. Clark wanted to know. Jessica sighed.
"Like I told your brute squad here, I haven't seen or talked to Danny in nearly six months," Jessica answered, feeling a bit like a broken record. Mr. Clark's eyes widened.
"You don't expect me to believe that after getting you pregnant, Danny just took off?" he asked skeptically. Jessica sighed again.
"Danny doesn't know. I found out after he left. He said he was leaving for a business trip somewhere out west. He left on a Tuesday morning and said he'd be back by Friday. That was almost six months ago. I haven't seen him or talked to him since he left me," Jessica answered, rubbing her back. Mr. Clark raised an eye brown and looked at his men over Jessica's head.
"Do some fast research gentlemen," he told them.
The two body builder want to be took off in opposite directions, each had a cell phone pressed to their ears. Mr. Clark pulled out a chair for Jessica and motioned for her to sit down.
Before he could say anything else, the power went off, surrounding them both in pitch black. "Damn it," he swore as they waited for the generator to kick in. "Stay here," Mr. Clark advised as he grabbed a flash light and a hand gun and stalked from the office. Jessica raced to the desk looking for a flash light. She found a lighter and used it to start looking for anything that would tell her where she was and why Danny's boss had kidnapped her.
Jessica looked up, thinking she had heard a noise. She stopped moving through the desk and listened. Not seeing or hearing anything, she turned her attention back to the drawer and nearly shouting with excitement as she found some papers that could be quite damaging to Mr. Clark. "Jess, are you here?" a voice called out quietly. Jessica raised her lighter and gave a sigh of relief as she recognised the face in the darkness.
"Jake!" she exclaimed, never more glad to see Danny's best friend then she was right then. Jake reached out and took her hand, leading her away from the desk.
"Let's get you out of here, shall we?" Jake asked. Jessica nodded.
"Jake, I found these in the desk," she said softly, handing him some papers. Jake smiled as he took the papers from her.
"Let's go kiddo, before they get the power back on," he said. "Oh, leave the lighter," he added. Jessica turned the lighter off.
"How will we see?" she asked softly. He grinned.
"Night vision goggles," he answered quietly, pulling her out of the room and leading her stealthily down the hall.
As they neared the entrance to the compound, Jake flicked off the night vision and pulled the goggles up to his forehead. "Did they hurt you?" Jake asked before shots rang out. Jake ducked, pulling Jessica down with him. "You okay?" Jake wanted to know, searching Jessica's back for bullet holes. Jessica closed her eyes.
"My shoulder hurts," she mumbled. Jake checked both of her shoulders and swore loudly.
"Deep breaths Jess, and stay with me.
I'll get you out of here," Jake promised. Jessica took a deep breath and screamed as Jake began returning fire. "Relax Jess," Jake warned. He scanned the area before helping Jessica back to her feet. "Can you walk?" he asked. Jessica nodded, took two steps and stumbled. Jake swore under his breath and pulled Jessica into his arms.
"Good lord, what has she been eating lately?" he thought to himself. Jessica squinted as the sun hit her face and bounced into her eyes. Jake put Jessica into the passenger seat of his mustang coupe before sliding over the trunk of the car and climbing in the driver's side quickly. Jake glanced over at Jessica and handed her a towel. "It's clean, hold it over the gunshot, it'll keep you from bleeding out too much," he said, concentrating on getting Jessica to some place safe.