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She was gone, out of sight, out of the building. She was riding out cold in the back of a truck blindfolded and tied.

He began to get frantic. "Where is she?" He whispered, trying not to alarm the kids.

John ducked into the kitchen before walking back out, fear in his eyes as he shook his head, mouthing, "Someone took her."

He froze and held noah close to his chest. "Who?" He stood and walked over.

John walked over and made him sit down beside him, watching his kids on the floor. He put Noah down and looked at him, "I don't know, I know some of the agents have been talking about her, we'll find her, Abe, I promise."

He just sat there, his black eyes staring into the distance.

He had Abe turn to look at him, "Use that link i know your and her mind has, block it from your son, she is still pregnant with your little girl. We can't find her on our own. We NEED your help."

He took  a deep breath and lifted his hands, blocking his son and searching for her mind.

She felt it, and opened hers to his, weak and tired, she opened her eyes to show him where she was, told him about the ride there, and who the man was that was experimenting with her, her body and what it held. Her blood lay in one glass and breast milk in another as tubes ran from her chest. She mouthed "I love you" and it echoed in her voice in his head. Her body had taken the pregnancy of their daughter and hidden it, protected it away like her species did when the mother was in trouble.

His eyes shot open and he took off, stealing hellboys motorcycle and a few guns. John called for backup to follow him, but all he felt was the firey fury of a protective father and husband.

She was so tired...so weak by the time he'd taken off. The men laughed as they pulled the tubes from her, watching how she healed into simple scars. Each time one healed they'd add another one. Soon she was littered in scars and her own blood as they threw her into a jail like cell. They slammed the door behind her as she pulled herself onto the bed, a pile of dirty and torn blankets. As soon as she touched them those who had come before her flashed in her head, even flashes of who Abe was before...these men had done horrible things and weren't about to stop.

When he pulled up to the compound he burst in, his fins flared in rage and his eyes glowing dangerously. Water went crazy around him, bursting from pipes as he stormed through.

She was suddenly soaking wet. She screamed as the water rose in the cell she was in. Water and more poured in though the ceiling, though the walls and up though the floor. THe bars had glass between them. There wasn't a way out. To weak to shift with gills, she stood leaning against the glass and bars, watching those around her get out. Nothing would break the glass...she wasn't going to get out. She put a hand onto her belly, "Mommy loves you." She whispered to her unborn daughter and her son. Her stomach swelled with the baby, if she didn't live her daughter would.

He stopped as he sensed her life force weakening he raised his hands and then lowered them, the water calming. He focused on her life force and ran to the room, wrenching the door open.

She fell into his arms, her arms around her stomach protectively as she leaned into him, panting and breathless.

He heldher close, panting as he tried to calm down.

She held onto him tight with both arms, and in a blink of his eyes they were standing in front of Jon in the living room where he was watching the kids. The alarms went off as the other experiments from the facility were transported in by her hand.

he held her tight and got Noah as he began to cry.

"Abe we need to get her into the infirmary. Hellboy will deal with the others. Lets get her healthy."

As he came back to himself, he laid her down in the infirmary,

She slowly relaxed and went limp on the table, her hand holding his tightly as she got her energy back. Each cell in that place was made to take energy away, to keep captives weak.

He held her hand, holding noah close to them both.

It wasn't long before she was asleep and John showed up to check her over. "Abe, why don't you go put Noah down and stay with him, I'll get her checked over."

He nodded reluctantly and took the fussy noah to his crib.

John ran the scanners over her just as one of his sons ran in, tearful and scared and pointing at her, wondering if she was dead as Hellboy walked in with their second sun, a worried look on her face. Nothing like this had ever happened, and they had made sure to screen everyone so closely to prevent it. "Hellboy this is all my fault..." John muttered holding his son close as he watched Alice's chest rise and fall.