Allison

"New York reels at what has just happened to a man greatly admired...and feared for his work and what he has built." The TV screen changed from the news woman to a live report of a car accident. People surround the scene some taking pictures as a woman is pushed to a nearby ambulance. It shifts back to the anchor woman.  "Damian Pierce, CEO of a fortune 500 companies all around the world devoted to biotech engineering with the purpose of saving lives in the medical field has just lost his wife Sophia Knight in a car accident,” The screen shifts at the top to reveal a little box with a woman on it. A woman sitting quietly at the bar looks up at the TV screen, her eyes widen and the glass in her hands slips shattering beneath her feet. The water splashed onto her legs but the feeling was number by the cold that seeped into her bones.  Tears brimmed her eyes as she inhaled hard, trying to blink away the feeling that had consumed her. With Shaky hands she opened her bag, flippinh through the files and her eyes landed on the very same woman, only in her picture she was walking out of a medical facility, carrying her unfertilized eggs.  "Hey lady, you have to pay for that," Allison Harper glanced at the waiter standing besides her, eyes wide and shell shocked as she looked at the glass that once was in her hands. The shattered pieces layed beneath her legs, a small trickle of blood seeping through a cut on her leg. She hadn't even felt the cut.  She blinked, trying to draw herself from the shock of what had just happened. "Uh, yes. I'll pay for it...can-can you please turn up the volume," she stuttered, motioning to the TV.  The waiter glared at her for a moment, turning it up as he left grumbling under his breath, but Allison barely heard him as she stared at the screen.  “This painful blow comes after the young couple has just welcomed their first pair of  twins just two weeks back. We at News24/7 give out our condolences to Damian Pierce and his beautiful new born baby boys....And now for the weather update,”  Allison felt like she was suffocating, as if the world has been pulled out from under her feet. A ringing rang loud at the back of her mind as she stumbled onto her feet, pulling out her wallet she placed money onto the counter and slowly made her way out of the bar. Barely recognising anything she number into a someone.   “Hey watch it,” The guy hissed, glaring at her as she stumbled to her car. She blew out a deep breath steadying herself by leaning onto the car she entering the drivers side, her hands fumbling with her phone.  It rang twice before it was answered.  “Allison, are you okay? You said you wouldn't call me today."  “You won't believe what I'm about to tell you,” She sniffled, wiping at her tears. “I found them, I found them” She cried out, her hands clasping around her mouth.  The man on the other end sounded confused, “Who, who did you find? Did you go to the clinic you did the egg freezing?" Edward asked, “Did you find out who stole them?" “No, I think I found something more than that. I think the woman—she fertilized one of my eggs,” She whispered, her words tangled in her head, she blew out a sigh gripping the steering wheel with one hand.  “I'm going to talk to him." "Who," "Damian Pierce, I think he has my sons Edward!" "Allison wait!”—She hung up, quickly googling where the man could be found. Pages, websites, pictures all popped up of Damien Pierce on her phone and his wife. She stared at the man, he was the typical picture and power and elegance. His hair a rich brown, body sculptures and eyes cold...handsome she concluded, very handsome.  She started typing the co-ordinations of his company into her GPS when her phone buzzed to life again, causing her to shriek nearly dropping it.  She exhaled hard, answering it. “What Edward?”  "Allison what the hell do you think you're going to do!" Edward asked, his voice raised and fiery, "You can't confront Damien Pierce about his new born sons he will destroy you." "But what if their mine?" She retorted back, feeling the shock give way to the anger. She clenched her teeth in irritation, from behind hearing a car horn blared directed at her.  "That won't mean a damn thing and you know it." There was a pause, she could hear Edward sigh, "Listen baby girl, you know I'm on your side on this. I'll admit I don't know what the hell is going on but I'm the lawyer here and what you're going to do will only ruin the only change you might have to know the truth. Come back here and we'll talk about this."  Another blare of a car horn, she grit her teeth, "Okay, fine. I'm coming over," She sighed, dropping the call. She fastened her seat belt and exhaled, pressing the gas as she made a bee line to Pierce corporate.  Sorry Edward. . Her car parked a few feet from the company doors, the view blocked by the line of reporters and news vans. She slipped out, gripping the files in her hands as she stormed to the crowd of people.  "Excuse me," she knugdged the man closest to her, speaking above the noise. He turned to her, eyes scanning her face with a look of displeasure. "What lady?"  "I'm here to talk to Damien Pierce," She said, voice unsteady.  "Aren't we all, but Pierce isn't taking any interviews at the moment." The man said, a bitter note in his voice.  "That's not exactly true, a source of mine tells me the only people allowed in are the nanny applicants,"  Allison's brows furrowed as she looked at the man who had butted into the conversation. "Nanny?"  "Yeah, apperently Pierce wants someone who can look after his son's, Unless you work for the agency, you aren't getting in there."  Allison stared up at the large building. It's reflective windows causing the sun to glare in her way. She blinked, tightening her fists.  "Thank you, I know what I have to do now,"