Returning Home with Her

~Catlin's POV~  I woke up to the sounds of yelling and gunshots. Instantly my mind told me to do what Mason taught me but my body was not allowing me to move my legs. my legs went numb as if I had been sitting on them for a while, my breath hitched with fear as I heard more yelling. The yelling was a mixture of men who were shouting out 'clear' and women who were never allowed to speak unless spoken to. I was just about to fling the covers off my legs and try to get them to move when the door opened and one of Mason's men came in grabbing my hand. "We need to get you out of here.." He said in a whisper but loud enough for me to hear. I nodded with no hesitation and forced my weak legs to move.  I rushed to my closet and started grabbing a sweatshirt when the door of my room flung open. I heard yelling and then the loud sound of a gunshot before I heard a thumping sound of the man's lifeless body hitting the hardwood of my floor. His eyes locked on me as if he was digging into my soul for help. My body instantly shook and I could feel my last meal churning in my stomach before it flew up my throat. I quickly threw my hand over my mouth and gagged from the taste before I heard someone coming closer. "Hands where I can see them!" The man yelled before the light of his flashlight hit my fear-covered face.  I knew if I didn't listen he would punish me, Mason always punished the women here for not listening, and Just cause I was his favorite didn't mean I was treated any different. My free hand moved towards the ceiling of my closet as my other hand slid across my face and lifted. Puke rolling down my hand, arm, and face as I stared towards the light that blinded me. The man yelled out behind him. 'Clear' then moved to grab my left arm. I felt him guide my arm towards him as he lowered the light and gun from my face. "You are safe now, I am Detective Miller." He helped me to the bed and moved towards the bathroom that was connected to my bedroom.  I looked towards the man who was laid on the floor, the blood oozing from his wound only made me wonder what would have happened if I had done what I was told and not hesitated to move faster. Was Master Mason going to beat me again? Or would I be dragged to the basement and put in a cell for days? Would he tie me like a hog and display me like he did that one woman? My mind ran over everything and I didn't notice the man came back with a wet washcloth. "Miss?" He said softly trying to pull me from my thoughts. "I promise you are safe. Can you tell me your name?" He asked as he knelt beside me and started to wipe my hand and arm clean from my puke.  I blinked and moved my head towards his direction and watched as he cleaned my hand and arm. No one has ever done such a thing. Hell, no man ever touched me, except for Mason. He always said I was his goddess, His angel on earth. I felt my heart jump and I pulled my hand back from the man and wrapped it into my sweatshirt. "My.. My name?" I muttered out in question before I heard someone rushing into the room. "Sarah?" The man called out gasping for air. He was drenched in sweat and panting hard as if he had run a marathon. I turned around and looked at him, He was tall and skinny but had some muscles to his figure. His hair must have been brown or maybe black but I couldn't tell since it was drenched. His grey eyes glistened from the dim light of the lamp I always kept on.  The detective quickly stood up and walked around the bed to stop the man. "Mr. Black... You know you can't be here. You can't.." The man looked at me then back to the detective. "But she was here.. They said she was here.." He moved to hold up a photo of a woman and waved it in the detective's face before looking towards me. I had moved to stand up keeping the bed between all of us when I recognized the woman in the photo. That was the woman Mason tied up and allowed the men to do what they wanted. She was a feisty woman and didn't listen. We all told her not to provoke him but none of us knew he would have her r***d to death. I felt my chest tighten and I didn't know if I could tell the man what I knew. I knew he was already mad and I didn't want to make him angrier. I decided to just answer the long question the detective had asked me. "My name is Catlin Zelpher.."  I swear I stood there for hours in silence looking at the two men. They were so quiet, like Erie quiet. I felt my body shake in fear, Silence was never good. I could hear the sounds of my teeth chattering in my mouth, that's how quiet it was. The men looked at me with so many emotions on their faces. Finally, the silence was broken when another person came in, this time it was a woman. She was dressed in a nice suit and had her hair curled and styled perfectly to fit her oval face. She cleared her throat and both of the men turned to look at her. She looked back at them with confusion on her face before turning to look at me. "Oh.. My god.." She said and the men both turned to her. "Do you.." She stopped them "Catlin Zelpher, She was my first case when I was just a rookie... Kidnapped at the age of eight from the Highland park playground.." She turned and yelled out of the room. "Captain... You are not going to believe this!"  I felt like I was in a parade, When the man who seemed to be the Captain came into the room everything went by fast. I was escorted out of the room and taken to the hospital where I was given this really clean white room. The windows were very small and If I wanted to run I couldn't. I knew once Mason found out, I was kidnapped he would send someone to get me and it would have been another shooting like the one at the house. One thing I learned about Mason over the years was he is the boss and many people are scared of him. To be honest, I didn't even remember much of my childhood, except for what Mason told me. My parents died when I was young and Mason was my legal guardian, But that woman said I had been kidnapped. She had to be wrong.. Mason never would lie to me, I thought.  While I was lost in my thoughts a woman came in, she wore a white coat. She was really pretty, blonde and hazel eyes. Me I am about average, I am five feet and eight inches tall, with red hair and light blue eyes. I was put on a special meal by Mason to make sure I maintained a perfect body. I started developing my breasts when I was fourteen, I remember cause Mason made sure to play with them through my shirt one day telling me he couldn't wait for them to fully form. Now they are a perfect handful he always said. As I was getting lost in my thoughts the doctor lady was checking my vitals and listening to my heart with her stethoscope. When she noticed I was not lost in thought she smiled at me and moved to pull up her little rolling chair. "Catlin.. I am Ameria Dawson.. The OBGYN.. do you know what that is?" She asked and I shook my head no. Of course, I didn't, I didn't know much cause I was limited to schooling, I was taught to read and write but I never was taught much else, maybe some cooking, and I did learn how to shoot a gun. Mason said it was important that I learned cause once I became his queen, I would be required to protect myself from the bad people in the world.  The woman laughed again bringing me back from my thoughts. "I am a woman doctor, I deal with pregnancies and other things. OBGYN means An obstetrician/gynecologist." I nodded as if I truly understood but she could tell I didn't. "I need to check you out. Where you were some of the women were hurt in bad ways. The police want to make sure you weren't too." When she spoke I looked towards the door then back to her. "If I do can I go home?" My voice was soft and of course filled with fear. She looked hurt and sighed before reaching to take my hand. "Oh, Hunny... That place wasnt your home.. You can't go back there.." She said before squeezing my hand. I tilted my head to the side and I started to cry. "But I have to, he will be very mad. I don't want to be punished.. I didn't do anything wrong. I was forced to leave.." I started to yell and pulled my hand from hers before climbing off the bed.  "Catlin... Hunny, Please listen to me. He will never hurt you again. I promise, He will never touch you or punish you or do anything to you. You were kidnapped by him, Don't you remember? Do you remember your parents? Do you remember anything about your childhood?" She said as she pulled something from her pocket. I watched her as I backed up towards the wall and shook my head no. "Stop lying! Stop it!" I shouted before I moved to run but the woman was faster than me. She grabbed me and before I could kick or bite I felt a jab of something sharp into my upper arm. The door opens and the same guy from before followed by the two detectives came in. "Ameria...What the hell.." the man said before the doctor said, "She has Stockholm syndrome, She was trying to go back.." The man sighed and moved closer to help her put me on the bed before they tied my hands up to the straps connected to the frames.  I could feel my head getting woozy and heavy, I tried to scream but it only came out as small sounds. The man moved to sit beside me and rubbed my hair gently. "Shhh, Catlin, It's ok. Just go to sleep." I stared into his grey-colored eyes before I felt my world being swallowed whole by darkness, maybe when I wake up all this would be a dream?