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caitlin-clarke:

Caitlin moved aside, letting him in. Closing the door, and locking it once he was in. Maybe she had become paranoid since everything that had happened. And lying saying that she was fine when she really wasn’t. But she felt like she couldn’t lie to him for some reason. “I’m not as fine as what I tell people.” She was having a hard time sleeping and such. “How about you? Isabel?”

Harry moved inside and nodded slightly. “I’m sorry to hear that...” He said, wishing there was something he could do to help. It was such a horrible ordeal and honestly, Harry couldn’t say he was sorry that man was gone. “I’m...” He shrugged. It affected him but he’d rather ignore it. “Isabel’s alright, I think... as alright as you can be after...” Well, she knew. He paused. “Do you... wanna talk about it?”

caitlin-clarke

@theharrypierce

“Harry?” Caitlin questioned, after she opened her door. “Hi. What are you doing here? Do you um–want to come in?”

theharrypierce

Harry didn’t really know why he was here, it would probably seem weird. Right? He didn’t know but he just felt like he had to stop by anyway. “Uh, hey...” He looked back at her when she opened the door and worked up a slight smile. “Sure, yeah, thanks... I just... um. I was in the neighbourhood.. Just thought I’d check in on you, really..”

#<3

isabel-pierce

theharrypierce:

Harry dropped the knife to the floor, his gaze falling across Carter’s body as the anger seemed to drain out of him. He heard Isabel’s voice and he stood back, shaking his head. “Shit..” He muttered, turning and rushing over to her. “Are you okay?” He asked, untying her as quickly as he could manage. He checked her neck and just felt so overwhelmed suddenly that he started shaking. “Oh, God… Izzy… Is, I’m so sorry…” He flung his arms around her. “He wasn’t going to stop…” He muttered, glancing back over at Carter’s lifeless body.

Isabel was clearly shaken up, this was the last thing that she expected tonight. She could feel the blood dripping from her neck and she knew that she probably should go and get checked and she would. Just like the bruises that were forming from when Carter had hit her. “It’s okay, Harry. It’s okay.” She hugged him back instantly, finding relief with his arms around her. They were safe and that was what mattered. “I know. I know.” Her eyes went to Carter’s body before back to Harry. “I need you to go. Get out of here. I’ll handle all of this and none of it will blow back on you. Please. I love you and I understand if you want to leave to be with Samantha. I will do what you want me to do. Sign the papers. Even if you decide to stay in town. But right now I need to cover this up and I need you to go. Get Caitlin out of that trunk..I’ll tell the police that I let her out before he moved me up here.”

theharrypierce

Harry turned back to her, worried about her injuries. He brushed his fingers gently through her hair, hating how much danger she'd been in and he did feel responsible in a sense because Carter used her to get him so he could find Sam. He frowned when she said he needed to go. "What? No, Is..." He couldn't let her do that for him, could he? He'd made a decision and he had to face the consequences. He was a bit surprised when she said she'd sign the papers. Honestly, Harry didn't think he could leave yet, even if Sam was out there and safe now. Chloe was pregnant, Isabel was still family to him. Which would be easier to be around for if he wasn't in a cell, after all. He turned and looked over at Carter again and then he turned back to Isabel and just leaned in, kissing her. They could discuss whatever had happened here and what the story was later. Harry pulled back, caressing her cheek before he just nodded. "Okay. I'll get her. But be quick... you need to go to the hospital." He stood and turned, moving carefully past Carter's body with a frown.

isabel-pierce

carter–newberry:

“My car.” Why the fuck did he just answer him? Fuck. Of course, Carter was planning on killing Harry and probably Isabel as well. No lose ends. But this wasn’t what Carter was expecting, he felt the knife in his stomach and it just stopped him from going any further. Falling down on the floor, he started coughing up blood. He started laughing a little bit until Harry pulled out the knfie and continued to stab him. After the last stab, he fell into darkness. Dying right there on the floor. // @isabel–pierce

Isabel watched them, after everything that Carter had said and she seen Harry mouth that he was sorry, she knew it was Samantha. The two them had been friends. But it wasn’t like Isabel was completely innocent here. After Carter was down on the ground, she thought Harry was done but he wasn’t. She watched him kill the man. “Harry..” She called out to get his attention. “Stop. Harry! Come on. He’s dead. Untie me.” @theharrypierce

theharrypierce

Harry dropped the knife to the floor, his gaze falling across Carter's body as the anger seemed to drain out of him. He heard Isabel's voice and he stood back, shaking his head. "Shit.." He muttered, turning and rushing over to her. "Are you okay?" He asked, untying her as quickly as he could manage. He checked her neck and just felt so overwhelmed suddenly that he started shaking. "Oh, God... Izzy... Is, I'm so sorry..." He flung his arms around her. "He wasn't going to stop..." He muttered, glancing back over at Carter's lifeless body.

carter--newberry:

Carter noticed but only when it was too late. Fuck. “Alright, well what are you going to do now?” He glared at Harry for a moment. “Be smart here. Give me back my knife and I’ll leave. Take Caitlin and leave. You’ll never hear from any of us again.” Honestly he was impatient, he just wanted his knife to kill Harry and then leave. But his impatient got the best of him and lunged at Harry to try and get the knife.

Harry eyed him when he mentioned Caitlin, shaking his head. “Where is she?” Honestly, he didn’t know what he was planning, he didn’t have a plan, but when he saw Carter coming for him, he just reacted. He couldn’t let him get any closer to Isabel and hurt her more or get to Sam and Caitlin and do whatever... and he had no doubt he’d kill him if he got the knife back. Harry stabbed Carter when he was close enough, but he didn’t stop at just once, his anger getting the better of him as Carter fell to the floor after the first stab - Harry pulled the knife out and stabbed him again, then once more. “Fuck. You.”

carter--newberry:

Carter could hear Isabel flinch and cry out in pain after he cut her. For some sick reason he enjoyed that. Maybe that was something to try with Caitlin and Samantha. After he got both of them. When Harry produced the letter, it certainly did distract him enough to move away from Isabel and over to Harry. Reaching out for the letter. “I’m coming for you, Sam. Soon, my love.” He said this outloud, not caring how crazy he sounded. “But first I have to take care of this man.” He started to shove the letter into his pocket. Not really paying attention to Harry, Isabel or the knife in his hands.

Harry was relatively pleased when it seemed to do the trick and distract the sick fucker. Of course he had no intention of letting him leave with it and go and hurt Samantha, and he wasn’t sure what his plan was if he even had one, but he realised time was running out as Carter started putting the letter away, and the next thing he knew Harry had made a dive for the knife, snatching it right out of Carter’s grasp and stepping away, this time now standing between the man and Isabel.

#knife tw

carter--newberry:

Harry’s words were just pissing him off more, especially since he was so sure that he was lying. “Stop lying to me!” He yelled out, pressing the knife to Isabel’s throat some more, causing her to bleed. “If I push any harder pretty sure it will kill her.” He commented. Unsure of actually how any of this was going to play out. All he knew was that he had Caitlin and now he just needed Samantha. “I already have one of my girls. All I need is Sam. You have to give her to me because she doesn’t belong to you. She’s mine. I need you to tell me where she is or give me the bloody letter!” This time he moved the knife from Isabel’s throat and pointed it at Harry. “Or I’m going to murder the woman that you once claimed to love, the mother of your children and then you and just take the letter myself.”

Harry flinched, seeing that Isabel was just getting more hurt. “Okay, okay, okay!” He held up his hand a little. “Stop it... just stop it.” Harry wasn’t sure what he meant by having one of his girls... that concerned him but his mind was fully focused on Isabel. “Look, look.” He moved his hand to his jacket pocket, pulling out the envelope. “It’s--it’s right here... you can have it. Take it.” Harry was hoping that it would distract Carter enough so that he’d at least let go of Isabel and come closer to him instead, and then... well, he didn’t know what, but he had to do something. “Here.”

#knife tw

carter--newberry:

Carter eyed him, he honestly didn’t see what Samantha saw in this man. Or Isabel for that fact. “Yes, the letter. I want to know where she is. Samantha is mine not yours.” He continued to hold the knife against Isabel’s throat. Looking between Harry and her for a moment. “Wait–she didn’t know it was one of her friends, did she?” Oh this was great. Maybe Isabel would side with Carter and let him kill Harry which he was planning on doing regardless. Samantha and Caitlin belonged to him and him only. Last thing he needed was Harry following him or giving Samantha a warning. “Yeah, I did. That is how I know you know where she is. Cause of her cousin or whatever. Now give me what I want I will let you both go.”

Harry glared at Carter as he spoke, though when he mentioned Samantha his gaze flickered to Isabel. There it was then... out in the open, just like that, and probably in the worst possible situation. Harry did feel bad about it, of course he did. He shook his head a little, kind of mouthing that he was sorry but he wasn’t sure if he even said it out loud. He looked back at the guy, glaring again. He was clearly a threat to all of them, including Sam. “I don’t know where she is.” Harry said, thinking that he needed to get that knife away from him and away from Isabel’s throat. “The letter... doesn’t say anything. You won’t be able to find her..” A lie of course but like hell was he giving this man anything that could send this freak her way - he was definitely putting together now that this was the man Samantha had been so scared of. It had to be. “Just let her go... and we’ll figure something out... I’ll take you to Kat. She’ll know... just... please.” He looked at Isabel.

elizabeth--ford:

Elizabeth was quiet for a moment, thinking about it. She wasn’t sure that she wanted to be alone, but she hated the idea of crying in front of someone. She shook her head. “No, please, stay…” She put her hands on the arms of the chair and slowly moved to stand up. “Would you like a drink?” she asked, walking over to the little minibar in the corner of the room.

Harry wished there was more he could do but at least she didn’t seem to want to be alone. That was a good sign, wasn’t it? He nodded lightly, taking a few more steps further. “Sure, yeah... whatever’s there’s fine.”

dunderklumpen

#face

carter--newberry

@theharrypierce

‘Just come in when you get here.’ After the text was sent, Carter waited even smoking in Isabel’s flat. He honestly didn’t care at all. All he wanted was Samantha. Honestly that was all he wanted. And Caitlin of course. Shit. He forgot about her. But he couldn’t just bring her in now. Oh well. She would be fine in his trunk. Taking a drag of the cigarette, he put it out a moment later. When he heard the door, he moved behind Isabel and put the knife to her throat. She had woken up and was trying to scream or something but he had something in her mouth. “Welcome home, Harry. Close the door or else I’ll slit her throat right here and right now.” Carter pressed the knife further into Isabel’s neck. Clearly breaking her skin but he didn’t care if she was bleeding again. “Now you were given a letter earlier. Where is it?” He kept his eyes locked on Harry. Not wanting to move them from him just in case he tried something.

theharrypierce

Harry didn't really know what Isabel would want but he figured while he was there he could try and bring up the papers again. They'd been getting along recently after all. And... there was still Samantha. He checked his phone as he got out the car and moved up to the door of her new place. "Izzy?" He called out his old nickname for her but was caught completely off guard when he lifted his gaze. He instantly recognised the guy, gaze moving between him and his wife, and he obviously did what he was asked and closed the door. "Let's just take it easy..." Harry said, holding his hands up in front of him. The letter. He frowned. "What?" Harry didn't understand why this guy would be asking about that or how he'd even know. "What, did you follow me...?" He glanced at Isabel again, wanting to grab the guy away from her because he was hurting her and it made Harry angry.

carter--newberry:

Carter noticed his reaction and there was apart of him that liked it. “Well I am so sorry for your loss.” He stated, doing his best to play that sympathy card. “And I’m sorry if I brought up any bad memories or something.”

Harry inwardly cursed that the guy didn’t just back off after that. He looked up and managed a light smile, nodding. “Yeah... well. Thank you.” He cleared his throat and decided he didn’t want his coffee anymore. “Anyway, I better run.” He grabbed his coat and stood up.

thechloepierce:

isabel-pierce:

Isabel reached out and placed a hand onto Chloe’s back just to give her some reassurance or something cause clearly this was hard to talk about or something. Whatever it was, Isabel would be there. Even if she needed to cover up something. The next words that fell from her daughter’s lips she hadn’t been expecting at all. “You are? That is amazing sweetheart!” She moved her hand from her back to hug her close. Kissing the top of her head before pulling away. “I had no idea you were seeing anyone. Who is the father?” // @thechloepierce

She smiled, glad that their reactions had been positive, not that she’d expected different but she glanced down at her mother’s question. “Oh.. no. Uh. I mean, I am seeing someone but they’re not…” She looked up, glancing almost apologetically towards her father. “Austin’s… the dad.”

Harry wasn’t expecting that either so he sort of stared at her blankly for a moment or two, his gaze moving to Isabel briefly before he looked back to Chloe and smiled. “Well, hey... as long as you’re happy and... this is amazing news, sweetie. Really.” @isabel-pierce

thechloepierce:

isabel-pierce:

Isabel raised a brow slightly when Chloe declined the offer. She started towards the kitchen but stopped when Chloe said she needed to talk to them about something. “What is it? What’s wrong?” She asked, moving back over to them, this way she could take a seat next to Chloe. Granted she wasn’t mother of the year when it came to Chloe but she liked to think that maybe they were working towards getting better. // @thechloepierce

She smiled lightly, shaking her head as she realised her parents must have thought she had some kind of horrible news to share. Which she couldn’t blame them for after all. “Nothing, it’s…” She chuckled. Chloe really hadn’t thought this day would ever come, she hadn’t thought she’d ever have children herself. “I’m actually.. I’m pregnant..”

Harry didn’t know what he’d been expecting but it wasn’t that. Maybe he’d jumped to her being sick or something because that seemed like their stupid dumb luck. He blinked at her and then broke into a smile. “What? Seriously? Darling, that’s amazing!” @isabel-pierce

carter--newberry:

“No problem.” Carter looked over at him once again. “You’re Harry Pierce right..your daughter was one of the first. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring it up.” But yet he already knew this information thanks to his tad bit of stalking and looking the man up when he noticed him around Samantha.

Harry’s gaze flicked back to the man, eyes narrowing slightly. Did people really have to keep bringing this shit up? Clearly this man hadn’t lost a child. “Yep.” He nodded, shrugging as he looked down again. Whatever, he’d just ignore him for now.

thechloepierce:

isabel-pierce:

It honestly felt like it had been forever ago since they did this. Isabel honestly enjoyed showing Chloe everything around the kitchen. Once everything was finished, she brought it over to the table. Smiling when Harry came in. “I think we did very well and hopefully you enjoy it.” She glanced between her husband and her daughter for a moment. “I’ll grab the drinks. Should we do some wine?” // @thechloepierce

She sat down, looking up with a smile when her dad came in. She and her dad had always had a special bond and she loved when he wasn’t at work. “Oh…” She paused a little when her mother mentioned wine, looking up at her. “I, uh… no, just juice for me, actually.” She said, though she caught her dad giving her a weird look. Not that she was some wino or something but she liked a nice glass and he’d know that. “I… actually, guys, I had something I was gonna talk to you about.”

“I’m sure it’ll be lovely.” He said as he sat down, looking back up at Isabel with a nod when she mentioned wine. “Yeah, let’s go for it.” He said, though then glanced at Chloe who seemed hesitant. “What is it - is something wrong?” Obviously his mind would jump to conclusions. @isabel-pierce

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