“Not without me you’re not.” Callie says, doing her best to be strong.

“Precious you need to stay here, it’s too dangerous out there especially in your condition.”

“Don’t you Precious me Paul. I’m going with you to get my son back, do you fucking hear me?”

“Donovan, Spader, it will be fine. Momma bear can come, Rush is going to need her after this ordeal. There will be enough of us there.” Kingston tells us and walks out of the room.

“We’re taking the helicopter. Be ready in ten, we’re heading out in fifteen. I’ve got a few things I need to get done before we can leave.” Logan announces and walks to his desk.

“I’ll call a buddy of mine at the FAA and get your flight plan fast tracked.” Sheriff Calver tells Logan.

“I was going to ask forgiveness, instead of begging for mercy. I like your plan better Calver. You’re a good man, ya’ know?” Logan says laughing on the other side of the room.

“Yeah, why don’t you tell your husband that then, he keeps kicking my ass on poker night.”

“Logan can fly?” Callie asks anxiously.

“He got his license in the Marines. It comes in handy for situations like this.” Owens tells Callie while typing away on his computer. Standing up he grabs some papers off the printer and walks over to Logan giving him the coordinates of the hotel.

“Come on baby, let’s get you ready to go. I need this done, we should have our son in our arms within an hour.”

“Thank god,” Paul growls.