Danvale.....The Bloodline Continues

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Danvale Case Files




Danvale...."The Bloodline Continues"
Story by LuvingmyHoratio
Mild language/Extreme Violence/Mild love scene's


This story is continued from the Danvale Files, in order to understand this story, you will need to read the "Danvale Case", which I have posted the Link to above. In this case, we find Danvale's son seeking revenge on the Taylor's for what they had put there father through.


Two Years Later.......



Mac was on the floor, playing with little Claire who was now two, when Stella walked in, and sat down with them. "Hi sweetheart, how was your day, with Danny, any good cases"? "No...it was quiet Mac, not much excitment at all, and how is mommy's little girl"? Smiling wildly with her two front teeth, she chewed on her soft building block.


"How about I give you a cookie, for that block"? As she held up the cookie, Claire took it, as she passed her mommy the now wet block. "Is that good, can you say yummy"? "Ummmy", she giggled. "Oh before I forget Mac, don't forget we have an appointment with a speech theropist for Claire tomorrow morning". "I know love, 9am, at the Children's Center for Learning".


Getting up from the floor, Stella went to the kitchen and started dinner, while Mac continued playing with Claire. "Give daddy bite"? "No,no....I ookie". "Fine...you little cookie monster, I'll tickle tummy like cookie monster". Kissing Claire's tummy, had her deep fits of giggles, when the doorbell rang. "Up, let's go see who's at the door". Carrying his daughter with him to the door, he opened it, and found the delivery guy, with a letter in his hand.


"Are you Mac Taylor"? "I am". "Sign here please". "What is it"? "I'm not sure, it's a registered letter from England". Signing the sheet, Mac took the letter, and closed the door". "Who is it Mac"? "I'm not sure Stel, it's from England". "England, the only one we knew in England, was Peyton's family". "I know....here take Claire, while I open it". Slicing the envelope across the top, Mac opened it and read......


"WELCOME TO YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, WATCH YOUR BACK, WATCH YOUR FRONT, WATCH YOUR FAMILY, AS I MAKE THEM POOR BLOOD, KILLING AND TORTURING THEM ONE BY ONE, UNTIL REVENGE FOR BROTHER DANVALE HAS BEEN DONE".


"Mac....what is it, you look like you seen a ghost"? "It looks like we have another Danvale out there, and he's vowed revenge on all of us". "Say you're kidding, not again Mac, not after two years of peace". "I'm sorry love, I have to get this to the lab, keep the door locked, and turn on the alarm system, I'll be home as soon as I can". Kissing his wife, and daughter good bye, he left.
 
When Mac got to the lab, he ran into Adam. "Adam...I need you to process this letter for me, from top to bottom, corner to corner, understand"? "Sure Mac, not a problem". "Have you seen Danny or Flack"? "Umm...I think they were in the lunchroom". "Thanks". Leaving out of the lab, Mac ran right into Danny.



"Whoa...slow down Mac, what's the problem". "Damn Danvale is back, or I should say his family is back". "What...you're kidding Mac, it;'s been two years, I didn't even know there were more Danvale's". "Either did I Danny, but I need you to check the data base, carefully, I already have adam working on the letter".



"Christ Mac, I'm so sorry, how's Stel taking it"? "Right now, fine, and I'd like to keep it that way, those Danvale's are pure evil, now where is Flack"? "He's in your office, dropping off a file". Okay Danny, get that done for me". As Mac walked into his office, he seen Flack placing down the file.



"Hey Mac, how you doing,, and how's my lovely niece"? "She's good, they are both good, listen I need some officer's to sit outside my place, and up the street". "What for Mac, what's going on"? "I recieved a letter from someone with the last name Danvale, says he's the son, seems to want revenge on my family, Adam is working on the note, as it was done in blood and Rhyme".



"Okay Mac, I'll get right on it, who's with Stella and Claire"? "No one right now, but the alarm is on, and Stella has her weapon handy". "Mac....the blood on the letter, isn't real, it's stage blood, like they use in the movies, also, their was a partial print, very tiny, I'm not sure if we will get anything off it, but we'll try".



"Thanks Adam, I'm going to head home and check on my family, if you could do me one more favour Adam, check all the theater's, see if there are any performances going on". "Sure Mac, I'll give you al call at home". "Thanks Adam, Flack, please have those officer's set up fast". "Don't worry Mac, they will be".



Leaving the station, Mac headed home to see his family, not realizing he was being followed.
 
As he pulled into the driveway, he seen the black sedan just sitting there, picking up the phone, he called to see if Flack had sent the unmarked units yet. "Flack". "Hi Don, did you happen to send those units by yet"? "No...I've just taked to them now, they should be there shortly". "Okay, I need you to check out a plate for me". As Mac turned around, he noticed the car was gone. "Mac....the plate number"? "Never mind, the cars gone now".



"Do you think it was a Danvale"? "I'm not sure, could have been, just get those untis over here". "I will Mac, I'll see you soon". After hanging up the phone, Mac walked into the house, and found his daughter walking towards him giggling. "There's my baby girl", as he picked her up, and held her tightly. "Hey hon, did you get everything settled"? "I think so, we're going to have unmarked untis watching the house".



"That's good, now we need to get going, we have to get Claire to that speech therapist". "No love, we don't, I've talked to the clinic, they are sending someone out to us, I think it's better then travelling out today". "Oh..okay, what time is she coming"? "Around two, so what's for lunch"? "I've made grilled cheese, with tossed salad". "Sounds great, let's go my ladies".



"Dada...ove ou". "I love you too Claire", as he kissed her little lips. Eating lunch, Claire decided she didn't like the grilled cheese. "Ucky...no like mama". "No like, well what would you like"? Pointing she said...."bear, the bear mama". "Oh....peanut butter, I can do that". Making her sandwich Claire watched excitedly, as her mom cut it into little finger's.



"There you go Claire, how's that"? "Ank ou mama". Placing the pieces into her mouth, she gave her daddy a huge smile, as she scrunched up her shoulder's. *Knock, knock*. "That's most likely Don, I'll be right back". Answering the door, it was the delivery guy. "Det.Taylor"? "Yes". "I have a package for you, I just need your signature". Signing for the package, Mac closed the door and opened it.



"What is it Mac"? "It's a video tape". Walking into the den, he put it on and watched in horror. "Little finger, little toe, which will be the first to go". As they watched, Stella cried, for there was a small child being tormented by this sick sadistic bastard. "Oh Mac, turn it off". "Leave the room Stella, NOW!!! As she left the room, Mac watched in horror, as he clipped off the childs toe.



"Hello Mac....very soon, I will start with your child, then your wife, saving you for last, and if you think what I've done to this child is evil, just wait till you see what I do to yours". Mac was sickened, taking the tape from the machine, he carefully placed it in a evidence bag, as Don showed up.



"What the hell is wrong with Stella, she's in tears Mac"? Turning to face Don, he said...."I've got to the lab, I have to get this to Adam, stay with my wife, and child, do not leave them, understood". "Of course Mac, but what's going on"? "That sick Danvale, just sent me a video tape, of him torturing a small child, threatening it's nothing compared to what he'll do to Claire".



Slamming the door, he left Don, to watch his family.
 
When he got to the lab he ran smack dab, right into Adam, "Ouff". "Damn Mac....sorry, but that hurt". "Listen Adam, I need you to look at this for me, now, it can't wait, I need you tell me if this is a real child or not being tortured". "Christ Mac....you really need to slow down, please, give me the tape". Placing it in the VCR, Adam was sickened by what he was watching, but with a few widescreens, blow ups, technical sounds, he realized it wasn't real.



"You can relax a little Mac, it's not real, if you closely at the blown up photo, you can see it's a doll, a very life like doll, I've never seen one look so real, but it was the nape of hair at the back, that gave it away, you can see where it's become unthreaded".



"What about the child's scream"? "That was done with a high pitched surround sound system, he obviously taped some child crying, placed it through the sound system, adding his own high pitched tones, and volumes, very smart, you are dealing with someone who has excellent knowledge of electronic's".



"Anything else Adam"? "Not really, but a good place to start would be high quality electronic stores, for this kind of equipment isn't cheap, I have a list, there are three store's in NY that carry this kind of equipment, you could start there". "Thanks Adam, and sorry about plowing into you, I'll see you later, let me know if you find anything else".



Back at home, Stella was changing Claire, while Flack kept his eyes on the unmarked units. "Are you hungry Flack"? "Hmmm...yeah, a little, where's Claire"? "I've got her in the living room, I'm not about to leave her alone upstairs". "Good, is she sleeping"? "Getting there, if you want to keep an eye on her, I'll make you a sandwich". "Thanks Stel, that would be great".



While Flack sat in the living room, Stella got the stuff out of the fridge to make Don a sandwich, when she stood up, she seen the light in the garage turn on. "Hmm...Mac must be home". Heading out to the garage, she walked inside and called his name. "Hey Mac, is that you". before she could turn around...*crack*, she was out cold.



Pulling into the driveway, Mac seen the garage door open, walking inside, he seen Stella hanging by a noose, turning blue, running towards her, he losened the rope, as she gasped for air. "Claaaaire....". Running into the house, he found Don, knocked out, and Claire gone. "He's got her Stella, the bastard Danvale has our baby".
 
As Keith Danvale drove out of town, he stopped at a small Motel, and rented a room, as he sat, he called the police. "Hi...my name is Keith Danvale, and I understand you've been looking for me, you can find me at the little Motel down the road, out of NY, I'm alone in room 202".



When he hung up, 911 informed Flack, who calle Mac. "Taylor...". "Mac, 911 recieved a call from Danvale, he's given them his location, he says he's alone, made no mention of Claire". "What....what the hell did he do with her"? "I don't know Mac, calm down, we need to pick up Danvale now".



Heading out, Stella was in tears,"my baby, oh what has he done with Claire". "Easy love, don't worry, I promise, we'll bring her home, try and rest". Leaving out the door, Stella grabbed Claire's teddy with her scent, and wrapped herself in it. "Please God...please let them find our baby, please".



When they arrived at the Motel, they found Danvale sitting in the chair, with a bullet through his head. "How the hell are we supposed to fine my daughter now"? "Easy Mac, If he drove here, there is alot of open area, we will get a team out here, and start looking, don't worry we'll find her before dark".



"I hope to hell you are right, because in these temperature's, without proper clothing, she'll freeze in a matter of hours". "I know Mac, just relax, Danny has already called in Search and Rescue". "grabbing a dead Danvale, Mac shook him, shook him and said...."If you weren't already dead, if you hadn't done it yourself, I would have made you suffer, you son of a bitch".



"Search and Rescue is here". "Listen up, we need to cover all the area from here, to the entery of NY, all off side roads, ravine's, wooded areas, anywhere, and everywhere, not one area or section is off limits, understood"? "Yes sir, understood".



Once everyone left to search, Mac sat down, sat for a few minute's to think, think like Danvale would think, and as he thought, he knew where he would start.
 
I hope they find her soon, although I thought something different had happened...maybe I got my threads mixed up. Edit to add: no it was me, I clicked on the wrong story by mistake.
 
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As Mac reached the New York Bridge, he seen a package hanging over the side, by a thin rope, and heard a childs cries. "Over here, Over here...."he screamed. As search and rescue seen the baby haging from the rope, they told no one to touch the rope. "


""Don't touch anything, the rope is already tearing, if we reach or pull it up, it will tear, someone is going to have too go down and get her". "I'll go, she's my daughter". "Are you sure Mac, it could be very tricky, one wrong move, we lose you both".



"I don't care, this is my child, and I have no intention of putting her life in any ones hands but mine". Harnessing him up, they began lower him, away from Claire, and as the wind blew across the bridge, Mac could feel see her rope tear even more.



"Auuugh....Claire...please don't move baby, daddy's coming". "Dada....she sobbed, dada". "I know baby, I'm coming, stay still love". with the gust of wind that blew across, the rope tore, just as Mac grabbed her in his arms. "Dada....she smiled with her two front teeth.



"Leave it to you Claire, to find humor in this situaton". "Dada". When they had them lowered to safety, they checked over Claire, and found her in good health. "She's fine Det.Taylor, you can take her home". Taking her in his arms, he headed home to mommy.



Walking in the door, Stella stood there in tears, "Claire, oh Claire...thank God". "Cookie mama". Laughing at the situation, Stella took her to the kitchen for a cookie, and milk. "You going to be okay Mac"? "Yeah, we'll be fine Flack, thanks, you guys head on home".



After everyone left, Mac took Claire, and bathed her, placed her in her nightgown, and put her to bed with him. When Stella walked in, she seen their daughter curled up within her dad. "Mac Taylor....you are spoiling her, big time, get her into her bed now".



"But sweetheart, she's been through a terrible day, she may need us this night". "Listen Mac...it hasn't even affected her, to her it was a ride, a game, and a fun day out". "Please Stel...can't she saty with us, just for one night"? "Fine...but onyl one, and no more of this please...cause it isn't going to work".



Changing into her nightgown, Stella climed in beside them, and fell alseep curled in her husbands and daughter's arms.
 
In the morning, Mac awoke to someone pulling at his chin hairs. "Hey there my Princess, how's daddy's girl". Giggling, she snuggled in closer, kicking her daddy between his legs by accident. "Ouch....easy Clair, come here". Picking her up, he sat her on her tummy, and talked to her.



"So how was your little adventure yesterday"? "Dada...ove ou". "I love you to sweetheart, how about we make mommy breakfast". Heading downstairs, Mac put Claire in her chair, and started the pancakes. "Cookie dada"? "Cookie, for breafast, how about some fruit"? "No cookie". Looking in the cookie jar, he pulled out a peanut butter one, while filling her sippy cup with juice.



Once he had the pancakes and eggs made, he filled the syrup container, buttered the toast, and placed it all on a tray. "Come on Claire, let's go see mommy". Walking upstairs, they put down the tray, walked over, and woke up mommy. "Mommy.....wake up, we made beakfast". "You did, mmm...looks yummy, hop on up, and we will share it".



As they ate, Mac wondered about the package that was left hanging, it had kind of urked him, that the Bomb Squad blew it to bits, leaving him no idea what it could have been. "What's troubling you Mac"? "It's that damn package that was left for us, I just know it had something to do with us". "Come on Mac, let it go, we have our daughter back, that's all that matters".



Mac knew Stel was right, but he just wasn't the type to forget something this important. "Where are you going Mac"? "To call Danny, and have him meet me at the crime scene, I want to go over what is left of that box". "But didn't bomb squad take it"? "No...they left it, they had no use for it, I'll be back soon, I love you my girls". "We loves you too, Daddy, kisses".



Kissing his girls good bye, he headed back to the bridge.
 
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