Eric's POV
It's been a little over a week and no one has found any information on the whereabouts of the son of a bitch. The longer it takes the more worried I get about finding her. I hope that she is okay and if he lays a hand on her I am going to kill him. I try to busy myself with work and I am usually there until late at night. I finally take a break and am sitting outside when Matt walks up.
"Hey mam, I was just coming to check up on you. How are you doing?"
"Not so great. I feel like my heart has been ripped out. I'm going crazy not knowing where she is and if he has hurt her."
"I know, me too. How about we go get something to eat. My treat. You look like you haven't eaten in a bit."
"I haven't. I can't sleep either. I feel like this is all my fault. If I had never pursued her, she probably wouldn't be lost now."
"You can't blame yourself. He would have come after her no matter what. Without you, it may have happened sooner, or she could have been in an abusive relationship with him. Don't beat yourself up over this. You need to keep yourself healthy for her."
"It's hard not to. I miss her so much."
"Let's go get something to eat."
"Alright let me close up and we can head out."
After I close up, we head out for dinner. We head to a small diner down the street and head inside. After we sit down in a booth the waitress comes over and smiles as she bats her eyelids at me. Not today dear, I am not in the mood. I just roll my eyes at her.
"Okay dear, enough with the flirting. He is not interested and is in a bad mood so could you just get us each a coke and a cheeseburger with fries. Is that okay with you, Eric?"
"Sounds Perfect." looking at the menu and ignoring her.
She takes our orders and walks away in a huff. I don't mean to be a jerk, but I'm not in the mood and my heart belongs to someone else. Eventually she brings out our orders and I try to eat what I can. We had been sitting and talking for a while when I got a call from an unknown number.
"Hello?"
"May I speak with Eric?" comes a slightly familiar voice.
"You're speaking to him. What can I do for you?"
"I know that it's been a long time since we have talked and I had to search hard to get your number. I know she has been in contact with you."
"Who is this?"
"This is her father. I know she is missing. We got a missing person report on her about a week ago."
"So why are you calling me?" She was taken from me."
"I just wanted you to know that I have had some reports of Jenkins here in town. He has been missing around here for a couple of years. I had to let him go about a year after you left. He got really combative and people started complaining. He was a liability, and he disappeared soon after."
"Do you think he might have taken her there?"
"More than likely."
"I will be out there, latest tomorrow."
"It will take us till tomorrow to get a search warrant."
"I will call the officer in charge of her case and have him send everything they have."
"Alright see you soon, and Eric?"
"Yes?"
"I just want to apologize for my behavior when you were here last. I was only trying to do what I thought was best for my daughter."
"Thank you, but it is your daughter you need to apologize to."
"Yes, you are right."
We hung up and I let Matt know who it was.
"That was Amanda's father. He says that Jenkins is back there."
"Wow, that's pretty bold of him."
"That's what I thought. I guess he thinks that we wouldn't look there."
"When do we leave?"
"As soon as possible. I need to let Marc and Damian know about these events."
I dial Marc's number and he picks up pretty quickly.
"Hey man, how are things?"Marc says quickly.
"Hey, Eric."
"Sorry boss was here so I had to put it on speaker."
"That's fine. I just wanted to tell you that Amanda's father actually called me and said that there were reports of Jenkins back in their hometown."
"I will call my pilot and the plane will be ready for you." Damian offers.
"You don't have to do that."
"Your family and we take care of our family."
"Thank  you Damian, I appreciate it."
"You're welcome, now go get your girl."
After I hang up with them I call Officer Christian and let him know about the updates. He says he will send them anything they need. We end the call and I start to feel a little better. We finish our dinner and head back to our houses. I pack a bag and head back to pick up Matt. We then head to the airport and out to Damian's plane. The pilot is waiting for us and takes our bags as we head onto the plane. We soon take off and head back to Texas. I call her dad, and let him know we are on our way. He said he would be waiting for us. I can't seem to calm down. I can't sit still. I am either pacing or my knees are bouncing when I am sitting. It seems like it is taking forever to get there.
"You need to calm down. You are going to blow a gasket."
"I can't. She's out there and we are so close."
"Dude, we'll find her."
Eventually we are on the ground and leaving the plane. Her father is there waiting and we climb into his car and head to the precinct where the team is assembling.
"Alright boys, is everybody ready? Do we have everything we need? This is my daughter we are going to rescue, so no fuck ups. They are in an abandoned house on the outskirts of town. Eric, you and Matt ride with me. Everyone else rides in one van and the other van is for the transport of the suspect."
We go over the plan and after about an hour we head out to the house. We park down the road and all quietly make our way to the house. Once we have all grouped  together and decided who goes where. Her father counts to three and we head in the directions we need. We finally make it upstairs to the only closed, and her dad is the one to kick down the door.
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Amanda's POV
Uggh, why did I leave my plans in the car? I guess I just don't think straight when I have no coffee.
"Hey Matty, I gotta run out to the car to get those plans. I'm so scatterbrained today."
I head out to the car and I get a bad feeling about being out here by myself, but I still go anyway. As I get to my car, I feel two arms wrap tightly around me.
"Hello beautiful, I told you I would be back."
I try to scream and he puts a hand over my mouth. I struggle to get away from him and I get myself turned around somehow and am facing him. There is an evil sneer across his face and I kick and push away from him. It's no use, and I can't get away. I somehow get his hand from my face and start to scream, but he slaps me hard. I can't let him take me and I keep struggling. This seems to make him more angry and he punches me and my world turns black. I eventually wake up and I am in a dirty room that smells of mildew. Where am I? My hands are tied to the bed and I can't move.
"I see you are awake. This is just a small stop before we head to our forever home."
"What are you talking about? I told you I will never be yours. Let me go you psycho!"
"Oh doll, that's not the way to talk to your future husband." He sneers.
"I will never marry you!"
"We will see about that."
"He leaves the room slamming it behind him. After a few minutes or an hour? I don't know. There are no windows so I can't see outside. He comes back furious. He storms over to me and slaps my face. 
"How do they know where we are? Do you have a tracker?"
"I don't know what you are talking about!"
"They found us and the only way is with a tracking device!"
He looks over and sees my bracelet. He grabs my wrist and rips it off.
"Son of a bitch! Why didn't I think of this! It's got to be the tracker!"
"You're crazy!"
He unties me and jerks me out of the bed, and throws me towards the door. After throwing my bracelet on the bed he pulls me up and pushes me out the door towards a car. Once we get there I feel a pinch in my neck and again my world fades to black.
I wake up again and I am tied to a cement wall and it is dark and cold. I am not sure where I am or what day it is. I hear a door and I look up to see light coming from the door up a flight of stairs. The lights are turned on and I blink my eyes until they are used to it. I see Jenkins coming down the stairs with food and something to drink.
"Good to see you awake, doll. Welcome to your forever home. You be a good girl and you might find yourself in a regular bedroom. I have brought you back to where it all began, where we should have been together in the first place. You were meant for me, not that caveman. I brought you some food. You must be hungry." 
My stomach begins to turn as he talks about Eric and bringing me back home. I can't believe he brought me back here. Eric must be worried sick about me. Is Jenkins that delusional that he brought me back here, knowing that my dad and his men are looking for him? I hope they find me soon. He brings the food to  me and sets it down. I turn my head away.
"You have to eat, and keep your strength up. Can't have my bride looking sickly for her wedding day."
"I told you. I am not your bride!"
"You will be soon, and I can't wait to be buried inside my wife. I have waited too long for this."
He gets this sinister look on his face and stands up and walks closer to me grabbing my face and tries to kiss me. I turn my face so he kisses my cheek. He slams my head against the wall and my vision blurs. He gets up and walks away. I feel nauseous, and push my food away. He comes back a few hours later and checks on me. I have laid down since now my head is pounding, and he talks about our wedding. He says I have several weeks till I am his forever. I again tell him no and this time he starts kicking me.
"Stop! Please, stop! You're hurting me!"
It seems like something snapped and he walked out of the room. I just grab my stomach and cry myself to sleep. I eventually wake up and I am in a bedroom tied to a bed now. I guess he felt guilty. He soon walks in, over to me as he sits down on the bed. I'm not sure how long I have been here, hours, days, weeks? I hope that Eric is still looking for me. Jenkins reaches up and touches my cheek.
"See what you make me do? I don't want to hurt you doll, but you make me so angry sometimes. We are going to be a family."
"And I told you, no!"
He slaps me again across the face. I feel the tears forming, but I try to hold them in, not giving him the satisfaction.
"You start to behave and I might take these restraints off. Now be a good girl and I will be back later."
He gets up and heads out. I need to pretend so I can get out of here. He eventually comes back. I think it was the next day and we went through the same things. I try to hold my tongue to gain his trust. I think it has been several days of him coming to my room. He brings me food and drink and I try the best I can to eat it. He finally comes in and sits down next to me.
"You have been such a good girl, lately. I think we will take these off."
He releases me from the bed and I rub my wrists to hopefully stop the pain. Now I just need to get past him and out the door. He leaves the room and I get up to walk around. I try the door, but of course it is locked.
"Of course it would be. He is not that dumb."
He comes back in and walks up to me wrapping his arms around me. He leans in to kiss me and I take my chance and knee him in the crotch. He falls to the floor. I quickly run for the door and he grabs my ankle and I fall to the floor hitting my head against the door jam. My vision goes blurry again and he stands over me and starts kicking me  in the ribs over and over. I hear a sickening crack and it becomes hard to breathe. He eventually stops and picks me up and ties me back to the bed. 
"Here, I thought you were finally gonna be a good girl. Now you have made me hurt you again."
"You will never have me! I will die first!"
"That could probably be arranged. For now, you will stay right here."
I then hear the door being kicked open and I see my father and Eric crash through the door. Jenkins gets up and tries to run, but there is nowhere for him to go. Eric is quickly on him pummeling his face. The rest of the officers come in and drag Eric off of him. One of them pulls Jenkins up after he is handcuffed and takes him downstairs Eric runs over to me and gently takes the restraints off. I immediately wrap my arms around him and start to cry.
"Babe, it's okay. You're safe now. I've got you."
He gets up and picks me up off the bed and carries me downstairs. My dad is following behind and I see Matty waiting at the car. 
"Bunny, are you okay?"
"I don't think so."
Eric walks with me to the car with my head resting on his shoulder. I start to feel lightheaded and nauseous all at once. I look up to Eric and he has a panicked look.
"Baby, I don't feel so good." My head falls to his shoulder and I pass out.