Chapter 10: Sydney (Part 3)

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No one's POV

A male figure carries Heather's body into a warehouse, he set her down on the mattress. Another male figures comes in and pays the man off.

"Good job Matt." The man said to his employee.

"Thanks boss." Matt nods looking down at Heather's body.

"Where's the wife?" He looks up at Matt with darkness into his eyes.

"At home, Heather was the only one who came down." Matt explains.

"Good, send a text out to her. I want to see this woman." The man smirks down at Heather's knocked out body.

"What about Jackson?" Matt asked taking out his phone.

"Oh, I'll kill him before he'll even find Heather. Just make sure you keep an eye out for any suspicious people. That means Sadie too. I want her alive and well so I can kill her myself." He cracks his knuckles.

"So, what did Sophia do?" Matt asked his boss.

"She did what she was supposed to do, the only thing is Naya won't see her coming." He said opening up his safe and pulling out his gun.

"Good plan." Matt smiles.

"Go pay a visit to Nickayla Rivera, that'll give Naya a reason to freak out." He said turning to look at Matt.

"Yes sir." Matt nods and leaves heading over to Nickayla's place.

"You're mine Naya." He holds up a picture of Naya smirking.

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Naya's POV

I look up at the clock at its 3 in the morning, I groan from waking up some early. I got a photoshoot to do for Latina magazine this month. I turn and I don't see Heather anywhere. I swing my legs over the bed and reach under the mattress for the gun, but it's missing. So I go over to my drawer and pull out one. I check on my daughter Lyric, she's still sleeping. I head downstairs and I see the backdoor open. I walk out and I don't see anything, but why is my backdoor open? I see a cloth on the ground. Oh no! I run back into the house, locking the backdoor and call 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" I hear a woman answer. I can't hold my tears in, my wife is gone.

"I'm Naya Rivera Morris, my wife Heather Morris is missing." I'm crying so hard right now, I can't stop.

"We'll be right over Naya." She hangs up, and I throw my phone somewhere in the living room. Not my Heather. I hear sirens outside, and I open the door and Officer Hill is standing there.

"Hey Nay, you okay?" She asked me.

"No, Janet I'm not. There's a cloth out in the back." I tell her wiping my tears away. Janet and two officers head's out to the back and they find the cloth. They put it in the evidence bag.

"Naya,we're going to find her." Janet said handing the bag to a male officer.

"Please, I need her." I cry.

"I promise." Janet leaves my house and I'm worried sick about Heather. I head upstairs and I see Heather's phone. I pick it up, and scroll through her call logs. I see Jackson's name and I press it.

"Heather I love you, but why are you calling me so early?" Jackson asks tiredly.

"Jackson, it's me Naya." I answer into the phone with my voice breaking.

"Hey, are you okay? You sound like you've been crying." He said.

"I have the police was just over here, Heather is missing." I choke on a sob.

"What? I'm on my way over there, just keep calm for me." He says, I hear some shuffling in the back.

"Okay." I sniff.

"I'll be there in 10." I hear his keys jingle and his door shut.

"Thanks." I hang up Heather's phone.

10 minutes later

I hear a knock on my door, and I go down to open it. Jackson is standing there breathing heavily.

"Come on in." I step aside so he could come in.

"Naya, I'm so sorry. Did the police find anything?" He asked turning to look at me.

"Yes, a cloth outside. They took it. Heather's gun is missing, and her phone is still here." I tell him going into the kitchen and cutting on the light. I need my fucking wife back.

"The person who took Heather, is probably the same person who took Sydney. This person is taking Brittany to Sydney. We think Sadie's cousin Jaron has Brittany." Jackson pulls out his phone and starts typing on it.

"What? Sadie has a cousin who was in the army too?" I frown at this.

"Yes, well he was because he betrayed us. I'm going to need some help with this, because they could be on a plane now taking Brittany to Pakistan." Jackson sits down on the stool and puts his hands over his face.

"Lyric is going to be upset, we just got Heather back, and now she's gone. Where do we start?" I asked him sighing.

"We start by looking for Jaron's house. Sadie and I will handle that, maybe you can find out who developed those photos." He said.

"Sure, I'll find out." I nod at him making some tea.

"Let's start in the morning, I uh packed a bag just in case. Is it okay if I stay over?" He asked.

"Sure." I nod.

"We'll find her Naya." He puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Thank you. Goodnight." I smile at heading back up to my room. Before I closed my door, I heard Jackson sobbing downstairs. This man really care about my wife, he's a very man. I finish up my tea and head to bed, we need some rest if we're going to find Heather.

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The next morning

Jackson's POV

I'm up along with Naya who's looking over the pictures to see if she recognizes any of them. I know this must be hard for her, I need to get in touch with a good friend of mine Victoria. She's one of the best hackers in the world, and she leaves no trace. The only way we can find Heather is to find out the people who got kicked out of the army. Jaron was one of them, so he's on the top of my list.

"Jackson, do you know this girl?" Naya asked me sliding a picture over to me. I pick it up and my eyes widen.

"Yeah, this is Sophia. This bitch was the whore around the base, she's slept with everyone, well except for me and Heather." I place the picture back down onto the table.

"I got this a while back, also a voicemail of Sophia having sex." Naya makes a face when she tells me.

"Damn, whoever is doing this, they're getting you good Naya. They want you to think about Heather cheating because someone had to know about you and Heather way before Heather went to the army." I explain to her.

"How so?" Naya asked.

"Well, everyone has to put in their information before starting the training stuff. Maybe someone got a hold of Heather's info, or maybe copied it." I tell her standing up.

"Where are you going?" She asked me.

"I'm going to go see a good friend of mine, I want you to come with me." I grab my keys.

"Sounds good." She stands up as well as grabs her purse. She dropped Lyric off at school this morning, hopefully we'll done before she gets out. We both leave her house and head downtown, I pull up at a military building and we get out. I open the door and see one of my friends Lyla helping a man out.

"Ly." I call her name out walking towards her with Naya. Lyla looks up and he face goes into complete shock.

"Jackson? Oh my god." She gives me a hug and hides her face into the crook of my neck. I hear her crying a little bit, she's been my friend ever since I was 10.

"You okay?" I feel her pull back wiping her tears.

"I am now, I thought you died over there." She says. She glares up at me and hits my shoulder hard.

"Ow! What the fuck Ly?" I rub my sore shoulder, I taught her how to fight when we were younger.

"Why didn't you send me letters?" She crosses her arms and glares at me.

"I did, your mom called me and told me you didn't want them." I tell her, Lyla's mom has never liked me she thought I was going to hurt Ly.

"Oh my bad." She rubs my shoulder laughing at me. I hear Naya laughing herself.

"Is Victoria here?" I asked.

"Yeah, come on." She walks to the back and we step into a private office. I see Victoria working on some files.

"Vic?" I call out. She looks up and her eyes widen when she sees me.

"Jackson?" She stands up and hugs me tightly.

"You okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. How you, Heather, & Sydney?" She asked as she pulls back from the hug.

"I'm good, but Sydney and Heather aren't. We thought Sydney died, but she didn't. She's being held captive." I explain to her.

"My wife was taken and I don't know where she is." Naya says sadly.

"You must be Naya." Victoria said.

"Yeah, I just need help finding my wife. Please." Naya cries as she looks at Victoria with her tears falling.

"I can help you, so did you guys bring anything?" Victoria walks over to her computer and logs in.

"Yeah, this." I pull out the envelope that has the video and pictures in it.

"Woah, these were from 3 days ago. Who sent this?" Lyla asked as she looks at the photos.

"We don't know, Heather said someone left them on April's doorstep." Naya sits down.

"That's odd." Victoria frowns at Naya's confession.

"Who do you think took Heather and Sydney?" Lyla asked me.

"Jaron and Sophia." I say.

"Sophia? Heather's slutty trainer?" Victoria raises a brow.

"Yeah, she could be one of the people who went after them, Heather did reject her." I tell her.

"She didn't cheat on me. Oh my god." Naya sighs putting her hand onto her face.

"Heather? Cheating? No way. Heather talked about you and Lyric a lot when we were over there, she wouldn't shut up." I laugh a little.

"I accused her Jackson, all I heard were moaning sounds, and I saw that fucking picture of them. It's just I thought she did, but she didn't." Naya plays with her wedding ring.

"Naya, sometimes jealous people do crazy things to split up two wonderful people in love. Sophia was trying to do that, but it didn't happen, she's had a crush on me too, but I won't let her trick me into it. That photo is fake, you know why?" I look at her.

"Why?" She looks up at me.

"Because, I was outside of the tent the whole time, Heather and Sydney were sleeping in that tent. Someone photoshopped it." I tell her.

"Thanks Jackson." She smiles at me.

"Always." I smile back turning towards Victoria.

"Okay, so based on this video, Sydney is not in Pakistan, this video was from when you guys first went there." Victoria tells me.

"Oh my god, we were wrong. I remember when we got captured and Sydney was trapped with them, and she was yelling for us. They got us." I scoff.

"So now what?' Lyla asked.

"Naya, does Heather wears any type of jewelry or anything?" Victoria asked.

"Yeah, Heather always wears this bracelet, I didn't give it to her. I think she might've gotten it from over there, she never takes it off." Naya says.

"That's the friendship bracelet the three of us made when we first got there, we all put tracers into the bracelets just in case, and why the fuck didn't I think of that?" I groan.

"I found her. She's here." Victoria points to the screen. I look and see where Heather is. Vancouver? How did they get there so quick?

"Fucking Vancouver?" Naya asked angrily. Victoria hacks into the LAX cameras from this morning.

"They took a private jet, around 2-ish. What time did you wake up?" Victoria turns to look at Naya.

"Around 3, maybe." Naya said.

"That make sense, because when I tracked Heather's tracer, she was taken around 2:15 this morning, and it only takes 10 minutes to get to LAX from where you guys live. Especially without traffic, and on top of that they left around 2:30 this morning and it takes about 2 hours and 30 something minutes to get there" Victoria says.

"Damn, so Heather got there around 4 or 5 o'clock this morning?" I asked.

"Yep, without all the traffic." Victoria nods at me.

"Good point, so how do we get my wife back?" Naya asked.

"Leave that up to me. I'm going to kill these motherfuckers. I'm going to get them both back." I tell her.

"Wait, look." Lyla points to the screen.

"What are you looking at Ly?" Victoria asked her.

"There, who's that peeking around the corner?" Lyla points to a figure.

"Is that Sophia?" I growl in anger. This bitch has been following us ever since we got back.

"That is her. Oh shit, it's about to get real up in this motherfucker." Lyla said.

"So, that's her? Come on Jackson." Naya goes to grab her purse.

"Can I come too? I want to make sure everything goes smoothly." Lyla asked.

"Sure, come on. Hey, Victoria, keep your phone on." I tell her.

"Will do, you guys be safe and call a sister." She says.

"We will and thank you." Naya said.

"Always, kick ass for me." Victoria winks at us.

"We will." I walk with Naya and Lyla we need to get to Vancouver.

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In Vancouver with Heather

Heather wakes up her vison is all blurry and she doesn't know where she is. She looks around the room and sees that she's in a warehouse or something. Heather sits up and sees that she's been locked up in a cell.

"Fuck." Heather curses sitting up as she holds her sore head. Heather grabs the cell bars and stands up and looks out of her cell. She sees old mattresses and a money making machine, and all types of other shit. She hears the doors open and she sees a man in a mask coming with food.

"Oh, you're awake." He said looking at her.

"Where the fuck am I?" Heather growls.

"Away from your wife and kid." He said to her.

"What do you want?" Heather asked scoffing.

"It's not what I want, it's what the boss wants. Here." He slides some food under the whole that's in the cell. Heather looks down at the food and it's a sandwich. She watches the mask man walk over to the cell next to her and slide a sandwich under it as well.

"The boss will see you soon Heather." The man walks away, but as he's walking away, Heather notices something about his walk. She growls lowly at this. "Motherfucking Matt." Heather says to herself. Heather hears a muffled sound coming from the cell next to her. She looks over and speaks.

"Hello?" Heather tries to get this person attention. She watches at the person stands up weakly.

"Shit." The person groans as they look up at Heather.

"Sydney?" Heather stands there with wide eyes.

"Heather." Sydney says smiling a little before sliding down against the bars.

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Well, Sydney is alive y'all, but she's so weak. I will explain Matt next chapter, and it will be in a flashback. Who's the big Boss? I will explain Victoria and Lyla also, they're a big part of Jackson's life. Its action time next chapter, what do you guys want to see next chapter? Till next time.