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Pain Isn't a Weakness

Novel By: FutureMarinesGirl
Young adult



*The second part to Dont Forget To Remember Me*
After a year and a half Bailey is just getting into her new job as a Mother, a Marine’s girlfriend, and a tattoo drawer. Taylor being deployed and the mystery guy still in the back of her mind, she has a lot on her plate. Will something take away or could it just be a lie. What will happen? Well something really take Bailey away from everything, permanently? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Sep 22, 2011    Reads: 331    Comments: 17    Likes: 6   


Taylor sat in the living room his head in his hands. "Mr. Andrews?" He looked up at the Police Officer who stood in front of him in full uniform.

"Yes?" He sighed putting his face back into his hands.

"Sir we aren't giving up hope but…" He trailed off looking down at his shiny boots. "We are classing it as a recovery rather than a rescue." Taylor's head shot up before his body followed as he got off the couch.

"You're giving up on her?" He yelled backing the cops head snap back.

"It's not that we are giving up…"

"It's just you don't think there's any hope for her to come home!" An M.P. walked over to them putting his hand on Taylor's shoulder.

"Calm down Tay. They're civilian cops. Bailey isn't a civilian. She's one of us." Taylor turned his blood shot eyes to Sergeant Abel, now Staff Sergeant Abel. "NCIS is already on this. They aren't giving up yet. If they don't give up, we don't."

"The chances of you finding her alive are slim to none! It's been weeks! You aren't going to find her!" The office snapped.

"Then you tell my 2 year old his mom isn't coming home!" Taylor screamed at him. "He's cries for her! He wants his mother! He won't eat! He's having sleeping problems! I don't care if she gets rid of me and finds someone else! I just want my son to be happy!" He sat down on the couch and closed his eyes. "I want him to be happy." Staff Sergeant Abel put his hand on Taylor's shoulder.

"Daddy?" Taylor looked up to Fin as he stood there hold Gator.

"What's wrong Buddy?" He sighed as Fin stared at him sadly.

"I want Mommy. She coming home?" Taylor looked at the cop as he looked on uncomfortably.

"I don't know sweetheart. I don't know if Mommy's coming home." Fin's face broke into tears as he started to cry.

"I want Mommy. Mommy." He cried as if I could hear him call for me. "Mommy!" He cried as Taylor got up to pick him up making him cry harder.

"Hush baby. It's going to be alright." He said quietly as Fin cried on at him. Fin rubbed his pajama covered back and took him back to his room laying him down on his bed. Fin rubbed his wet eyes as Taylor pulled the blankets up on him turning on the TV he put in his room and slipping in a DVD. Fin moved his pillows to curl up on them like he used to with me.

"Daddy." He looked up at Taylor as he walked back over to him. Taylor kissed his head tucking him in. "Stay."

"I can't right now Bud, but I'll be back I promise." Fin pouted at him. "I have Daddy work to do. Daddy has to find Mommy." Fin sighed nodding before yawning.

"Harley?" He asked looking at the floor. Harley came limping in his bandage that covered his shoulder where he had his surgery to get the bullet out. "Up!" Harley whimpered as he limped over to the bed uncomfortably.

"I'll get you a pain pill Buddy." He said lifting Harley up onto the bed as he laid his head down on Fin's covered leg. Taylor left the room before coming back in with a glob of peanut butter on his finger with a pill in the middle. Harley lapped it up before lying back down comfortably.

"Daddy stay?" Fin asked as he moved Gator under him.

"Daddy has to stay in the living room okay Bud? But I'll be back later and you can sleep with me again." He nodded at Taylor before pouted back at the TV while the Rugrats played. "Here Bud." Taylor put the cordless phone on the nightstand. "Just in case Mommy calls for you okay?" Fin nodded reaching for the phone and hugging it close to him before watching the TV again. Taylor sighed walking out of the room.

"Mr. Andrews don't give him hope if you know it isn't going to come true." The cop said making Taylor curl his hands into fists.

"I will find her. Even if it kills me." He glared at the cop. "I know she's alive. She has to be." He closed his eyes rubbing his forehead. "I didn't lose just her. I lost my baby too." He sat down as the phone rang. He ignored it as he felt the tears roll down his face. "I want her back. I want her back." He cried into his hand as Staff Sergeant Abel sat next to him rubbing his shoulder…..

Fin clicked the send button like Taylor taught him and pushed the phone to his ear. "Mommy?" He asked hopefully.

"Hey Baby." I whispered closing my eyes trying not to cry.

"Mommy come home." He cried into the phone after hearing my voice. "I miss you come home please."

"Hush my little baby. Shhh it's okay baby." I opened my eyes as Conrad stared at me as I put the empty bottle down. He crawled over to me curling up on my shoulder staring at me as I fought my tears.

"Please Mommy me be good. I promise me no be bad no more. Please come home. I miss you. Daddy miss you. Come home please Mommy."

"Oh baby it's not your fault. Mommy loves you so much."

"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy." He cried into the phone as a distant sound of Rugrats playing in his room.

"I love you so much. I love you Finley. Please don't cry baby." Conrad ran a hand down my face as if to comfort me.

"Mommy come home." He cried.

"Baby I'm trying. Is Daddy there?" I hear shuffling and the sound of Fin getting out of bed.

"I love you Mommy." He said quietly into the phone as he walked up to his father.

"Fin who are you talking to?" Taylor asked looked at him as the room fell silent.

"I love you too Buddy."

"Finley answer me." Taylor said running his eyes over his face.

"My Mommy, Daddy." Fin said clutching the phone.

"Fin give me the phone."

"No my Mommy!" He cried at him.

"Fin it's okay give Daddy the phone." I whispered moving my face to kiss Conrad's little hand making him giggle at me.

"Okay…." I could hear him sniffling into the phone. "Come home Mommy."

"Finley Michael Andrews give me the phone now."

"I'm trying baby. Mommy loves you. Put Daddy on." Fin handed Taylor the phone before he ran back to his bedroom.

"Bailey." Taylor said franticly into the phone.

"Hi Hollywood." I whispered quietly.

"Bailey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't protect you. I'm a fuck up." I could hear the emotion in his voice.

"Hey, hey, hey it's okay it's not your fault."

"It is. I didn't protect you like I promised. I let you get taken. It's my fault. I'm sorry."

"Taylor I love you so much." I whispered the tears running down my face making Conrad put his hand to my cheek to feel the tears run onto his fingers.

"Bailey come home. I need you. I can't do this alone. Please." He cried into the phone.

"I'm trying Taylor. I'm trying." Conrad looked at me before he started to cry too. "Oh hush baby. Hush baby don't cry." I moved my mouth away from the phone to comfort him. "Shhh it's alright. Come here." He moved into my arms as I kissed his head.

"Bailey where are you? I'll tell the M.P's and they'll tell NCIS so we can come get you."

"I can't tell you Taylor I'm sorry. I can't tell you know."

"Bailey tell me where you are please. I need you home." I looked at Derek as he stared at me. I shook my head.

"I can't. I'll be home soon."

"Bailey please!" He cried at me. "Please baby! Please tell me."

"I can't Taylor." A car pulled up to the house making Derek jump up and run to the window.

"Damn it he's home early! Hang up and get back to the room Bailey. Now!" He yelled at me making Conrad stop crying and to cling to me. "Now!"

"Bailey what's going on?"

"I have to go. I love you Taylor."

"Bailey!" I hung up the phone and made a dash to the bedroom clinging to Conrad as I sat on the bed trying to calm him down.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I heard screamed into the house. I held Conrad closer to my chest kissing his head in comfort.

"Owen it's not what you think!" Derek answered franticly as I heard footsteps coming towards the room.

"No it is what it looks like!" Owen entered the room and grabbed my dirty hair in his hand and yanked me off the bed and pulled me into the main room slamming my head into the floor making my head spin with the impact. "No stop it Owen!" I held Conrad closer to me as my breathing became short as my head pounded painfully.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want dammit!" He yelled at him. I closed my eyes clutching Conrad tightly in fear. I could feel the tears leaking out of my eyes. I froze as I heard the familiar sound of a gun being cocked and loaded. "I can kill who the fuck I want to!"

"Owen no!" Derek screamed at him. A gun shot rang out in the silent room making Conrad scream out in fear as everything went black….





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