Chapter 27

                                    

                                          
"How in the hell have we not figured anything else out? It's been three fucking days!" Sean shouted as he threw a pillow off the couch and plopped down. 
                          
"We are trying," Victor yawned as he took a drink out of his coffee.
                          
"I know," Sean sighed, "I really do, I'm just worried because of how long she's gone without her medicine. I am worried about how much sleep she is getting with her night terrors and anxiety and everything else." 
                          
"I get it," Victor sighed. "We all are worried." 
                          
"I just need to know she is okay," Sean sighed. "Even if she's too scared to come back to us, I just need to know she's okay." 
                          
"If she doesn't have her anxiety medicine then she isn't," a deep voice said from the doorway. Everyone looked up from what they were doing to see Uncle standing there. 
                          
"Uncle," North and Luke said in unison. 
                          
"Here me out before you say anything," Uncle said putting his phone in his pocket. They nodded and he sighed. "As you know I am a retired director of the FBI so there have been many cases I have been on." 
                          
"What are you trying to say Uncle?" North asked. "How did you get in here anyway?" 
                          
"Did you seriously think I couldn't figure out the code to the gate?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "I am your Uncle after all." 
                          
"And a member of the government," Luke pointed out. 
                          
"Retired," Uncle sighed and rolled his eyes. "And the government knows of our connections. They also know how you have helped us numerous times and we have in return, turned a blind eye to some of your....actions." 
                          
"We have done more good than bad!" Luke shot up to stand in front of him. 
                          
"That you have," Uncle nodded. 
                          
"What do you want Old Man?" North asked sighing in frustration. 
                          
Uncle looked everyone up and down then smirked when he saw the necklace North was wearing. "I see you got Lisa's present for you North." 
                          
"How do you know Baby?" North asked suspiciously. 
                          
"That was what I was trying to tell you," Uncle sighed. "What do you know of her? How did you meet her by the way?" 
                          
"Why?" Owen finally asked. 
                          
"Because it will tell me how much more I will need to fill you in on," Uncle shrugged. Owen sighed then began to fill him in on everything. Once he was done Uncle groaned. "Fuck when she said pervert sheriff she didn't tell me he was obsessed. What have you done about him?" 
                          
"Nothing yet," Nathan growled. "He was tailing her but then he lost her so now we figured he would give us who this Dr. Smith is that fucked with her mind."
                          
Uncle looked up shocked. "What are you talking about Dr. Smith? Dr. Roberts is her doctor for her PTSD and anxiety and depression." 
                          
"What?" Sean asked as he rushed to his room then came back. He handed Uncle her prescription bottles and Uncle growled. 
                          
"What the fuck is this Sean?" Uncle asked confused and livid. 
                          
"This is what she gave us and when we searched her apartment we came across these," he said as he handed Uncle the lists from her apartment. 
                          
Uncle grabbed the lists and read them over than growled. "Fucking hell, let me try calling her." 
                          
"You have her number?" Sean asked pleadingly but not caring. 
                          
A few minutes later Uncle sighed in frustration, "What the fuck is this about Sean?" He asked holding the pill bottles. 
                          
"The Klonopin is for night terrors and it actually makes anxiety and depression worse, that's why I was so confused and pissed on why she was prescribed both. I actually got her to quit taking the klonopin and while it did make her night terrors worse, she wasn't as sick in the morning," Sean explained. "But since she hasn't taken any, I fear how her mind will be now." 
                          
"Dr. Roberts is suppose to be her doctor and I know for a fact he would never prescribe her something that would mess with her mind," Uncle sighed. "You haven't found this Dr. Smith?" 
                          
Kota shook his head, "The Dr. Smiths we have found here and in Oklahoma all deny having any knowledge of her and even let us search all their files and offices for confirmation. None of them know her and swear they would never prescribe both Klonopin and Zoloft together." 
                          
"I'll see what I can find out," Uncle said as he sent off a text. 
                          
"Tell us how you know Baby," North growled and Uncle sighed. 
                          
"I have a name that should explain everything," Uncle said as he pocketed his phone. They all looked at him and waited. He smirked already knowing the outcome. "Amore Medina." 
                          
"The princess of the Mexican Cartel?" Owen asked.
                          
"What does she have to do with Lisa?" Luke asked. "She was killed with her parents during the siege you conducted years back." 
                          
"Was she?" Uncle asked with a blank face.