Hondo I. Sackett
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Tonya sat looking at the floor and Zoey looked up at Hondo with almost scared looking eyes at his silence. He sat there staring at his drink. He could see them both in his peripheral vision. He had been trying to figure out what to do and how to tell them since they left the bar. Before he knew she was kidnapped he was worried but nothing was definite. For all he knew she could have broke down, hidden the bike and been on foot, or so he told himself but the tracks they saw said kidnapped or dead. At least he had hope that she was alive. He slowy came out of his own thought process and spoke to them, though he wasn't sure he was breaking things to them in the best way. Hondo: I don't know, Tonya. Zoey: Where is she? Hondo: I don't know. Tonya: Were you able to find anything about where she went? Hondo: Yeah. She was kidnapped. Tonya: By who? Hondo: I don't know. Met some folks who were sent as messengers. Guess they weren't worth much or had been captured just to be taught a lesson. Was told some Sky Pirates lead by a nutcase from a used to be rescue group captured her for a wealthy client. Not sure exactly why but seems like tryin' to take out the slaver is the reason. Zoey whispered: its my fault . . . Hondo: What you say, little one? Zoey: It's my fault! IT'S ALL MY FAULT!!! Zoey jumped up and ran sobbing to Hondo and Val's bedroom. She threw herself onto the bed and buried her face into the quilts to muffle her crying. Tonya Jumped up and trotted after her. She promptly sat beside her bawling sister and rubbed her back as she spoke soothingly to her, trying to convince her it wasn't her fault. Hondo was moving a bit slower. he took another drink from his glass and slowly stood up. he felt old and tired at the moment, oh so very tired. He sat the half empty glass on the kitchen counter and walked into the bedroom. He sat beside Zoey on the bed and shook his head. Hondo: It's not your fault, little one. It never was. Zoey shook her head and sobbed: It is my fault! You must hate me!! Hondo: Why would I hate you? Zoey continued to sob: Because . . .you love . . Moma so much . . and .. .I . . . . .I . . . . . She's gone cause I ran away!!! Zoey cried and gasped for breath between words. Tonya had tears rolling down her face, but it was a mix of sadness in worrying about Valentine and of feeling her sisters sorrow. Hondo pulled Zoey up off the bed and warped her in a hug, pulling her face to his shoulder. She fought at first then gave in. Hondo: We talked about this earlier. I will never hate you. I love you and Tonya a lot. Yes, I love Valentine a lot too, more than she knows but we will get her back! Believe me. Zoey started to settle down: But if its not my fault . . . . Tonya: It's no ones fault. Hondo: No, someone is always at fault. These people that did this are at fault. Tonya: But none of us are at fault. Hondo: I am. Zoey: NO! Tonya: Dad, its not your fault. Hondo: Yes it is. If you two need to blame someone blame me. I let us be manipulated by whatever brought us here. I started the emergency purge by stopping those slavers that had Ruth, Joanna and the others, I drug Fernando into this, I wasn't there for you when Macey gave you a hard time, I wasn't here enough to run the camp so Val could have been there for you, and I let her go off alone in this hell hole without backup. I should have never done that. I got lax, I got busy and I relaxed my judgement some how. Zoey held onto him and Tonya joined in. Tonya: It's too much to expect out of anyone. Its not your fault. I know a lot of this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't saved us. . . Do you regret saving us? all of us? Hondo: No, that's probably the only thing I've done good in this whole mess. I just didn't do it right. If I had to do it over again I'd still do it but I'd try to have done it better. Tonya: What do we do? Hondo: We get you mom, my wife, back an' if they hurt her we return their pain 100 fold. If they take her from us, we don't leave one of them standin'. Tonya: Where do we go to find her? Hondo: The only clue they gave us was fight town. To be continued . . ..
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