The Calm

Alan's POV

I woke up to an unfamiliar place, handcuffed and laying on the ground, helpless. People were surrounding me, and I was shocked to see Gielle was among the group.

"What the fuck is going on?!" I asked, trying to get in a sitting position.

"I want my fucking kids." She said, giving me a death glare.

"You're gonna keep me hostage here just so you can have the twins?" I asked, shocked. What a stupid idea. Austin would call the police, hopefully.

"And it's gonna work." Gielle smirked. "Once Austin finds out his damsel is in distress, he'll come rushing over with the twins and will hand em' right over."

"How is Austin gonna give you the twins?"

"We'll switch in the park. Trust me, I know what I'm doing. I'm gonna call him now."

"Sure you do." I muttered, it was never gonna work.

One of the men kicked me hard in the eye. "We heard that, keep your smart-ass comments to yourself."

"What if Austin doesn't trade?" I asked, starting to get slightly worried.

"Then we'll kill you." Gielle put bluntly. "Now shut up, I'm gonna call Austin."

Austin's POV

I awoke on an empty couch to the sound of my phone ringing. I rolled off and walked across the room to retrieve it. It was from an unknown number. Reluctantly, I answered.

"Hello? My voice revealing that I had just woken up.

"Austin, I want the fucking twins." Someone demanded.

"Who is this?" I asked, my tiredness turning to confusion.

"It's Gielle. I want my kids. Until you give me them, I'm keeping Alan hostage. Say something Alan." There was silence. I heard a loud boom, and then a scream. Alan's scream.

"Austin, I'm alright. Don't worry." He said, his voice shaky and nervous. There was another boom, and this time Alan let out a cry.

"I'll fucking kill you." I breathed into the phone. "I can call the police and they'll track you down."

"It won't work, I'm calling you on a disposable phone. They can't track that down." Gielle said. "You have 24 hours to bring me the kids. If you fail to do this, we'll kill Alan."

"Don't do it Austin!" I heard Alan shout in the background. There was a loud boom, and then a cry of pain. I cringed, I hated to hear him.

"I... I'll bring the twins." I said, admitting defeat.

"Excellent. Meet me at the park at 10 tonight. I'll bring Alan, you bring the kids. If we see the police, we'll kill Alan." And with that, the line went dead.

I set the phone down and let out a sigh. I needed to come up with a plan to get Alan back, and keep the kids. The twins started crying, telling me they were up. I was gonna miss this, them needing me. I was gonna miss them.

I ran to the nursery and picked the kids up and set them on their changing mat. I gave each of them a new diaper and took them to the kitchen to feed them. They were too old for bottles now, so I fed them baby food. I teared up, I was gonna miss this so fucking much.

"Au- ten!" Oliver exclaimed, giggling. His first word was "Au- ten". He was trying to say my name. His brown eyes were full of pride and happiness. Tayuh started clapping, causing me to gush. Gosh, they were so cute. I had to come up with a plan to keep them.

After feeding them, I let them play in the living room while I had cartoons on for them. I wasn't paying much attention, I was racking my mind for ideas to keep the twins and Alan. Finally, I came up with one. And it couldn't possibly fail.

***

It was 10 o'clock, I was at the park, waiting for Gielle to reveal her and Alan. I was pushing the stroller, feeling confident about the plan. I knew it'd work.

"Well well well, you really did show up." Gielle appeared with Alan and a few other guys. Alan looked horrible, he was beat-up and had a sad look in his eyes.

"I want the kids first." Gielle demanded. Gently, I pushed the stroller over to her.

"Leave the blanket over them, it's chilly out and they're sleeping." I said, seeing Gielle reach her grubby little fingers to the old, beaten up blanket that was over them. She stopped when I said that and instead pushed Alan over to me.

"Now." I whispered. Tons of police came bursting out and started pinning down Gielle and her goons. I saw Alan had a shocked expression, and I couldn't help but smile to myself. No one was ever gonna take these kids away from me. We watched quietly as the police arrested Gielle and drug her to the cop car.

"The twins! What about the twins?" Alan asked.

I smirked. "Their at home with the babysitter. Those are nothing more than rocks I found." I wrapped my arm carefully around Alan. "Let's get you taken care of." I took him to the car and drove us home. When we got there, I paid the babysitter and took Alan to our bedroom. The twins were already sound asleep.

Alan laid down and turned the TV on. I couldn't help but climb on top of him, gently straddling him. He sat up and smiled. I rested my forehead against his and kissed him passionately. He kissed back, with just as much passion. He pulled away.

"I love you so much Austin." Alan breathed. I smiled and kissed his eye, which was starting to slowly swell and change color. I tenderly kissed each bruise he had on his face. I pulled up his shirt and was sad to see there were more bruises. I kissed those too.

Alan giggled and pulled his shirt down. "What are you doing?"

I smiled. "Kissing your bruises." I got off of him and yawned. I laid down, resting my head on Alan's chest, listening to his heart beat. It was so calm, so peaceful. Before I knew it, I was asleep.