Unexpected Disaster CH 3

~ Tom POV ~

Bill, Georg and Gustav took Blythe into the living room to try and calm her down a bit while I headed for the door, far too aggravated to be any use to any one. Not my wife, not my brother, no one. The children of the very man that had kidnapped Blythe and I four years previous to this had just kidnapped my children, what did they expect me to do? I was never that good at controlling my anger, and under these circumstances there was no way I could rein it in. It was time to call in my back-up, Andreas. He had a pretty strong crew, I was sure he could take care of this. I told them I was just going for a short walk to try and clear my head and that I'd be back soon. The cool autumn air bit at my exposed skin as I walked, but I ignored it, enough heat in my body due to my enflamed temper to keep me perfectly warm in the coolest of temperatures. It seemed our luck had run out just as it had four years ago, but this time it was different, a completely different story. This time they had brought our kids into the situation. An incident like this could traumatize them for life, ruin their mental stability and so on. I wouldn't let this happen to them, it was enough that Blythe's teenage years were haunted by that man, I wouldn't let it happen to my children, too. The only luck we had been the fact that this whole thing landed on our vacation, not during touring, as well as the fact that I had a plan. This time they won't get a chance to do so much damage. I pulled out my cell from my pocket, punched in the oh-so familiar numbers and dialled.
Luckily Andreas picked up immediately.
"Yellow! Hey Tom! Buddy! Pal! How's it goin'?" he asked. I assumed from the tone in his voice he was either borderline drunk or high.
"Hey Andreas… I need a favour.." I whispered. Somehow I felt I needed to keep my voice low for fear Blythe could hear even though I knew very well she was safe at home with Bill and the G's.
"Ooh a favour! You got a job for my crew and I?" he asked. "Yeah… Blythe and I have run into some trouble.. The children of the man that kidnapped us four years ago have kidnapped our children and I'm not going to let it get that far this time… I need your help to make sure it doesn't" I whispered. "Oh I see where you're going with this. Well, I'm willing to do it!" he said. "Great!" I exclaimed, quickly realized the sudden ruckus I had made, slapping my hand over my mouth before looking around cautiously, then returning to the call. "Ah-ah-ah. Not so fast my friend. I mean, you gotta know it's gonna cost something, I mean with the sneaking around the law and the guys I gotta pay it's gonna cost you at least 10 grand" he said. I almost shouted again, but restrained myself before I did. "Ten? Ten grand?! Come on Andreas be reasonable!" I said. "Tom, ten grand is a steal for my services! You're my friend so I'm cutting you a deal here! Think about it, you want your kids back safe and sound right? You want the threat eliminated right? Ten grand bud, take it or leave it" he said. I sighed heavily, thinking about the pros and cons of this bargain. Blythe would have a fit if she knew because we need that money for the kids. We were thinking of starting a college fund early but... God the life of a father!  I played with my lip ring, toggling it back and forth with my tongue as I thought about it. It was ten grand, and that is indeed a large sum of money, but I love my kids and I won't let any harm come to them, no matter what the price. "I'll take it. Meet us at the abandoned Toys R Us in an hour and don't come in until you see at least Blythe and the kids out safely" I said. "Will do boss! See you then!" he said, his voice sounding chipper, probably due to the fact that he just made the easiest ten grand in his life. "See ya Andreas" I said. "Bye-bye Tomi!" he chirped. I slammed my phone shut and shoved it back into my pocket and began to head home. Hopefully the deal I'd just struck would prove to be lucrative.

~ Blythe POV ~

I tried to stay as calm as possible as the three boys comforted me. Well, the G's were anyway Bill was rather distraught himself, barely holding back tears as he paced back and forth on the living room floor. I knew this hurt Bill just as much as it did Tom and I because he loves those children like they're his own, so I couldn't blame him for not being okay or helping me. Besides, I'm a big girl I don't need three guys hushing me and telling me everything was going to be alright. I could handle myself, just not quite yet. Georg was coddling me in his big, strong arms while Gustav spoke comforting words to Bill and I both, waiting for Tom's return. We had less than an hour before we had to leave, and I needed Tom by my side before I could feel remotely calm. Georg, Gustav and Bill were like older brothers to me and it was comforting to have them with me, but I needed Tom the most, we all did. We all breathed a collective sigh of relief as we heard the door open and close, and were even more put at ease when we saw the familiar face enter the living room. It was Tom. Georg released me and I flew into his arms, nuzzling my head into his chest, feeling safe again as he wrapped his own arms around me, stroking my hair gently as he kissed the top of my head. It was like someone had just thrown a big, warm blanket over me on a bone-chilling winter's night. That's how it always felt when Tom hugged me, and I never got tired of it. I let him go briefly so he could calm Bill down too with said famous hug, for I knew he needed it almost as much as I did, if not the slightest bit more. Tom and Bill were twins an therefore very close, therefore it made sense for them to feel most comfortable around eachother, next to their spouses.

After we had all relatively calmed down as much as we could, we prepared to leave, all of us anxious about the ordeal to follow. There was talk of calling the police, but somehow I didn't trust it. I had a strong feeling we should just go by Nathan's rules, just incase he really was serious. He had my children's lives in his hands; of course I was going to listen to him. Still, I learned from the last time to pack weaponry, things such as a new pocketknife and what not, that's all. Tom packed similar items, nothing heavy duty. Not only were they harder to hide than knives, but something about bringing that kind of thing with us… it just seemed bringing guns or anything like that into it would make everything that much more dangerous. I didn't want Torey or Val to see us handling anything that memorable either, but sadly I knew no matter how much I wanted them to forget this whole thing, I knew they probably never would, I just didn't want to make it any worse.

~ Tom POV ~

As we were getting ready to go, I made sure to bring my gun should things go bad as I estimated it would. Once Blythe and the kids got out safely as I planned to instruct them, I would kill the Torrents if Andreas and his crew failed to. I didn't want to go against Blythe's wishes, but I was fed up with this struggle, I wanted it to end, and I would make sure it did this time, once and for all.
Once we were ready, we said our long goodbyes to my twin and the G's, as difficult as it was. It was hard for them to let us go after what happened before because there was no way we could give them absolution that we were safe until we walked through the door again with our kids, but they knew we had to go, and eventually they let us.
I drove and Blythe sat in the passenger seat, tapping her foot anxiously. I felt bad for going against her and lying to her, beginning to regret the decisions myself, but a part of me was just telling me that I had to do this. I had to ensure the safety of my family, no matter what measures it took.
We pulled into the Toys R Us parking lot and cautiously got out, approaching the building and entering, our heartbeats sky rocketing with nervousness and anxiety.
"So you finally made it! We thought you were gonna chicken out! Good to see you!" said a voice, this time female. We assumed it was Rebecca, but there was no way to tell because we couldn't see where the voice was coming from, causing us to look around nervously. We could here it, but not see the person, putting us both a little on edge.
"Where are you? Where are our kids?!" I shouted. "Hey hey hey calm down mister! We thought we'd get to know eachother a little before you left, but I guess you aren't so sociable! Don't worry, the kids are fine, see?" said a male voice. Nathan, we presumed. Suddenly a figure appeared behind two smaller ones. It was Torey and Valerie, followed by presumably Nathan. I scoffed at the sight of him, no more menacing then a wet kitten, but had a spark of evil in his eyes. Amber eyes, only found in less than %1 of the population. They were very unsettling; giving off this feeling that one glance from those eyes could shatter your soul. Blythe clung to me tightly and I held her, both of us becoming less and less tense as our children came into view. Their faces were tear-stained and they both looked frightened to death, sniffling as they walked. We both grinned from ear to ear and opened our arms to them, just waiting for that rush of relief, the feeling of having our kids back.

~ Blythe POV ~

A wave of relief washed over us both as Torrey and Val ran towards us, both calling our names. We welcomed them with warm hugs, holding them close while rubbing their backs soothingly. I was so relieved and happy to see that they were okay. "Thank god you're safe!" I said, holding Torey tightly as Tom held Val in the same manner.
"Awe, what a touching family reunion! How sweet! But you forget our riddle! Two will enter, three will leave. Seeing as it seems that you haven't figured it out, this means one of you will be staying with us and the other will be taking the kids and leaving. That's that!" said Nathan. We both looked at him with astonishment. "You've gotta be kidding! We're no-" I began, but was cut off when Nathan pulled a gun on me. I was even more surprised when Tom pulled a gun on Nathan, and fear ran through me when I heard a gun click behind Tom's back. It was Rebecca, her looks matching Nathan's almost perfectly. Amber eyes only found in %1 of the population huh? I think these two prove that theory wrong… I froze, my mouth hanging open as I clutched Valerie to me more tightly than before. "One of you take the kids and leave, and one of you stay. Don't break the rules of the game, or things will get messy" said Nathan, his voice returning to a serious level. Val and Torrey began to cry, trembling from fear and I held Val tightly, shushing her softly, trying not to cry myself, feeling her heartbeat pound against my chest, practically matching my own erratic beat. "Torey, go to Mummy" Tom said softly, letting go of him slowly. Torey looked conflicted by his father's orders, but he understood by the expression on his father's face that this was important, rushing over to me with his thin little arms outstretched. I held him tight but began to understand Tom's plan. "No.. No Tom I can't… Baby please don't make me do this… I can't do this!" I whimpered. "Blythe, go" Tom said softly. "Tom-" I began, but he cut me off. "Now" he said sternly. I could tell by his tone that there was no changing his mind and that the best thing for me to do was just listen to him, but a part of me just couldn't leave him behind. Two guns to one, that just wasn't a good set of odds. I stood there for a moment, staring up at him questioningly, hoping he would just let me stay, but I knew that couldn't be. His intentions became clearer and clearer as his expression continued to be solemn.
"Say your goodbyes and leave, Mrs. Kaulitz" said Rebecca.
I slowly approached Tom, fearing the possibility of the offer being a trick and they would shoot me the second I moved a muscle. Once I was assured it wasn't I released my children for the briefest moment to wrap my arms around my husband, kissing him as if would be the very last time as he did the same. How many more times would I have to worry about that? How many more situations would we be put in where that would be a factor? I was getting sick of it, I tell you. I could feel his heart pounding wildly with fear, replicating mine. I would not shed tears, however, to prove to him that I would be strong for him and had faith that he would return home soon. He crouched down to give the kids one final hug and kiss, hushing their sobs with soothing words and gentle motions. None of this was fair to them, but we really had no choice. I hugged him once more before I slowly let my fingers slip off of him, giving him one last smile before I turned towards the door. He returned the smile, and I made sure to memorize that image of him, his sweet smiling face, for it was a look I did not want to forget. "I love you, Tom" I said softly, my voice wavering ever so slightly. "I love you too, Blythe" he said, watching me lovingly as I made my way towards the doors.
"No Mommy! We can't leave yet! We can't leave without Daddy!" Torey whimpered, stopping in his tracks, forcing me backward. The next thing I knew, Valerie piped up as well, following her brother's lead. "Yeah! I want us to go home together like a big happy family that we are!" I tried to reach for her to pull her along but she raced back over to
Tom as I did so, latching onto his arm staring back at me angrily.

"Don't you want us to be a big happy family, Mommy?" she hollered.

Those words pierced my heart like daggers. Oh, if she only knew just how much I wished for that, how many times a second I wished for that today.

"Of course I do baby but that has to wait for now I'm so sorry hunny but it has to" I said, tears rolling down my face, squatting down with my arms outstretched to her, praying she would come back so we could leave before I changed my mind. "Family should never have to wait! Family comes first, you said so! Right, Daddy?" she said, looking up at Tom for confirmation. He  returned her glance, sad eyes beaming down at her then to me, struggling to answer her. She was right and we knew it, but we were helpless to alter the circumstances and it was that very helpless feeling that was strangling us every minute of this ordeal. We hated that feeling with a burning passion, but were ironically helpless to stop it. "That's right darling, but you have to go to Mommy right now so that can be possible, okay?" he replied softly. "But-" she began again. "Valerie, please, for Daddy" he said, his tone becoming ever so slightly less gentle as his voice began give way to his emotions, his bottom lip quivering slightly. She seemed confused for a moment over the fact that her father had went against her wishes, but she listened, hugging him once more before turning to come back my way. "I love you, Daddy. Promise me you'll come home soon!" she said, beginning to cry yet again. "I promise baby, Daddy promises" Tom replied. "Pinky swear!" she shouted, holding her pinky finger out to him. "Pinky swear" he said, locking his pinky finger with her tiny one. I could hear in his tone that he too was doing his best to choke back tears. "Go to Mommy..." he whispered, nudging her towards me. Reluctantly she came back to me as Torey stared at his father, bravery burning in his eyes as he nodded to him. Tom returned the nod, obviously proud of his son for his actions. It was obvious that Torey was wise beyond his years, even at this young age. Most boys his age would be throwing a tantrum right now, but not Torey. Thank god for that, I didn't think I'd be able to stand any more of this.

I smiled at Tom once more before taking my children's hands in mine, quickly walking to the exit, walking through the doors for what I hoped would be the last time. "Come visit anytime! You ever need a babysitter, call us!" I heard Nathan call in his childish tone once again, laughter echoing through the empty building. I sneered back at the doors. What a lunatic., I thought to myself as I began the short walk that felt like a mile back to the car. I sighed heavily, restraining myself from turning around and racing back to the building, to Tomi. I knew if I did that, though, I'd be putting everyone in danger. It was better off this way.
I was just about to open my door, having secured Torey and Val in the back, when I spotted someone out of the corner of my eye. One, then two, then three until seven men had appeared from around the back of the building, creeping into the entrance. Was this their goal? To get Tom alone and murder him then come after the rest of us? I couldn't be sure, but I didn't trust this. I hit the locks on the Cadi and told the kids to stay put. I was only a few feet away from the doors when I heard it.

Gun shots.