Time to go

"Wait, what why! B you told me you were sure! How can you change your mind that quickly. Think this through..." I said, grabbing her gently. "Think about what you might lose!"

I raised my eyebrow but followed her. "Wait," I said, running back in and grabbing her dress and came running back out. "Where are we going?" I was quite confused.

I turned a corner with B and saw two men with guns. "Oh, no," I squeaked and stepped in front of B, pushing her back as I went to move and one grabbed my arm and the other grabbed B. They both covered our mouths and I fought to get his hand off me. "No!" I mumbled into his hand, pushing at his face, however when he pressed the gun to my side and told me to move I did, accidentally leaving behind my necklace.

"Well, ladies, you up for a ride?" I didn't say a word, I just kept my arms wrapped around B sitting there. I didn't even cry, because honestly, I didn't feel like crying. I had already been through the worst. What else could someone do? "I asked your asses a question, answer." He said, holding the gun out at us. "Sure are." I mumbled, looking away.

"None of your business times two. Stop asking questions. WE ask the questions. Not you." I looked at B. "Shh," I told her, hugging her slightly. I didn't want her to get hurt.

"I know," I told B. "We'll get out of this. I swear." I whispered. I heard the car park and the men instructed us to get out. I stepped out and helped B, taking her hand as we walked up toward a big mansion. One that had a huge C as the doorknocker. I had to assume it was Tony's place.

I seen a door open and Tony walked out, smiling. "Oh, little Miss B, still as much attitude as ever. Don't you get tired of talking back and getting in trouble for it?" He asked before someone grabbed me, yanked me away and tossed me in a room, shutting the door and locking it. "B!" I screamed, pounding on the door. It was so dark in here I felt sick.. like the walls were caving in.

"Now why don't you follow me toward my office so we can speak privately?" I asked, smiling as I heard Abby yelling and walked toward my office.

"Not till I'm done here. She's safe. In the dark but safe." I said, sitting on my office chair and grabbing my drink. "Take a seat, can't be good for the baby.. all this stress." I said, sipping my drink.

I set my glass down. "It's not about hurting him per say. It's more about hurting his deadbeat daddy who suddenly believes he can take my kid. Dante's just roadkill on my journey. Had he chose my side he'd be fine right now." I kicked my feet up. "But enough chit chat.. my taking you.. is about proving that I have the power. No matter what Frost does I have the power and it's to show my son if he doesn't pick the wise side soon he could lose everything." I stood, walking around the desk and coming behind her, leaning down and placing my hand on her stomach. "And I do mean everything."

I snorted out a laugh and stood up. "Best is pushing it. He will be when I'm done with him. But for now.. no.." I sat on the edge of my desk. "I took you today.. and your sister who just happened to be in the way.. because you all tried your hardest to make sure that I didn't get to you and your precious wedding and guess what? I did. I got to wedding and took you and now Dante's sitting there probably believing you ran with your tail between your legs." I laughed. "Just another way to toughen that boy's shoulders. He gets too sappy with you. Weak. He needs a little roughing up. So I keep you and your sister here tonight, it drives him bonkers, and he refuses to talk to you when you get home. Maybe I'll keep you for a few days. Really drive home that you ran." I smiled and walked around my desk. "Any more questions, dear?"

"I'm not hurting him. You can thank Frost for that." I tipped back some, pressing my phone. "Greg, take the girls to the warehouse on the docks and leave them there for the night. I'll instruct you to bring them back when needed." I watched Greg walk in and smiled at Bianca. "Pleasure as always dear. Tell your mother I wish my best on her recovery."

"You can't do this!"[/b] I yelled at him. "We're pregnant-- I'M pregnant. You can't keep me in a warehouse." I really hoped he hadn't caught what I said. A didn't want people knowing she was pregnant yet. I couldn't stand it if she knew I told Antonino Castellano of all people. "Please! Just let us go back," By now, with Greg trying to get me out of the room, I was screaming and resisting. "Take me back to Dante, please!" I was begging now, pleading, showing how weak I truly was, but I needed him. A needed Jackie. "Please!"

We're pregnant? As if I'd miss that. I smirked. "Goodbye, Bianca." I said as he dragged her out of the room and the door shut. I leaned back, thumping my glass. This was going to be a few very fun months. Both of Jackie's boys were having kids. This was a very good day.