Beautiful Broken Promises by Kimberly Lauren
“Ma can see her tomorrow. They’ve been here all night, Dad. I think it’s time they slept in a bed.”
“She’s so beautiful...” he said, sighing reverently.
“She is, isn’t she?”
He pulled out the chair next to me and sat down without moving any further away from her. His hair had become much grayer than the last time I’d seen him, and his face seemed to wrinkle more as he got older. But he was still my dad, the same one who threw baseballs to me for hours every evening after school and used to constantly drill me so I could be successful in the police academy. As much as I knew he loved me, I think that he loved Kate on a whole other level. It killed my parents when she went missing.
“Look, son. I don’t know what I just walked in on, but Doyle has caught me up to speed on everything Raegan told him on the trip out here.”
I quickly looked over to Charlie, who had a smug look on his face. “You knew everything she was going to say?” I asked, and he nodded his head. I grumbled, “And you just let me lay into her like that?”
“You deserved what you got back,” he stated casually.
I looked over at Raegan, who had moved back to the chairs where Braden was sleeping. She wouldn’t look at me while she ran her fingers through his hair, and I began to let my mind consider the fact that maybe I had been wrong all these years. I mean, could she truly be guilty of such a crime when she seemed genuinely crushed that Ash had passed away?
Dad lowered his voice so only I could hear, “Son, this little girl only knows those two people over there,” he said, pointing toward Raegan and Braden.
I interrupted, “No, Dad, somehow she knows me. She lets me hold her and she talks to me as if we’ve known each other all along.”
“I see that she appears quite comfortable with you and I couldn’t be happier. But that’s not going to comfort her all the time. Raegan has raised her, kept her safe, and loved her. Don’t force that separation too quickly.”
“You don’t think Raegan had anything to do with all of this?” I tried to keep my voice as quiet as possible.
“Son, look at her. I mean, actually look at her. Do you honestly feel like she would be capable of something like that?”
I stared at her hunched figure and watched her eyes droop slightly from exhaustion. She’d never once looked frantically around the room or sneered at police like the criminals I had seen in the past. She only seemed to care about the kids and their well-being.
I sighed loudly and looked down at Kate in my arms and then over to Raegan, who was still concentrating on her son. Could I be enough for Kate alone? It was supposed to be a learn-as-they-grow type of thing, not a jump-into-it-four-years-later type of thing.
“I have no idea what I’m doing… Ash used to tell me what to do.”
“Let Raegan teach you,” he offered softly. “Remember the girl that used to help you and Ash tremendously? The one who used to get up with Kate in the middle of the night while she was trying to care for her own son, just so you two could sleep. If she didn’t stay the night with you guys, she was there bright and early every morning, ready to handle two babies…all to help you.”
“Dad, we were paying her,” I smarted.
“Oh yeah, below minimum wage. Trust me, she wasn’t living a profligate lifestyle, by any means. Quit making her the bad guy, son.”
I leaned my head forward over Kate and squeezed my temples firmly. I just couldn’t seem to get the idea out of my head that Raegan had something to do with it. Maybe it was just the parent in me that needed answers. But how could she have had a conversation with Flores’ wife one day, and the next day Flores stole my baby right out of my own home?
“Look…” Dad patted my shoulder and I winced at the treacherous blow. At least that was what my shoulder thought of it. “What the hell happened? You know what, you’re here, you’re alive, just tell me tomorrow. I’m tired.” He spoke louder so everyone could hear now. “I got you guys adjoining rooms at the Marriott close to the bridge. You can work out your sleeping arrangements between the four of you.”
Raegan smiled weakly and stood on feeble and tired legs. “Thank you, Mr. Parker.”
Dad made his way for the door and looked back at me, saying, “Oh, and son? This hotel ain’t cheap. Work out your situation and find a more permanent location. You know you still have your apartment. Your mother’s been dusting it every week since you left it.”
“Got it, Dad,” I said, quickly shutting down that conversation.
“Raegan, dear,” my dad said, looking across the room at her. “I’m not sure how all of this will be handled. I know we’ll need to do psych evals on all three of you, probably even Lane. There will be a lot of annoying questions. Just be patient, please, and I’ll try my damndest to rush the process along. From there, we can help you find a place to live.”
She swallowed harshly and nodded her head while looking away. I swore I saw a wet gleam in her eyes before she could completely turn from my sight. I stood with Kate wilting over my shoulder, still lightly snoozing. Raegan scooped up a backpack, but before she could link her arms through the straps, I reached out and grabbed it from her. She whipped her head around quickly, and I found myself on the receiving end of a death glare from two beautiful, bright green eyes.
“I’ll carry your things,” I said lightly. “You’ve got your hands full with him.” She slowly released the straps of the bag and I draped it over my forearm. “Is this it?” She nodded her head and I laughed, “Between the three of you, there’s only one little backpack?”
She bent over and struggled to pick up Braden without waking him. Raegan was petite, and it looked like Braden would be taller than her before she knew it. When he was finally snuggled in close to her neck, she straightened and headed for the door.
“Yes, that’s our only bag. Next time I plan an escape, I’ll remember to pack more.”
Although normally I would have smiled at her saucy mouth, her words sliced through me like a rusty, jagged knife. I began to wonder what she meant by escape and was once again reminded how little I actually knew about what brought us to this moment.
I caught up to her right before she headed down the stairs and scooped up my bag along the way. Before I could say a word, she immediately held her hand up, halting me. “Not now. I’m too tired. I can imagine your questions, but just... not now, please.”
“Okay...I can do that. As long as you promise to answer all my questions tomorrow.”
She stepped out into the warm night air and looked back at me. “As long as you stop accusing me of kidnapping.”
I kept quiet because I couldn’t get the image out of my head of her laughing on that park bench with Mrs. Flores. The longer I looked at her though, the harder it was to imagine her stealing a child or even aiding, someone who did. I watched as she stroked Braden’s back lovingly and looked back to check on Kate’s sleeping form. She cared about them, that much was obvious.
She stood at the curb, looking at me expectantly. I then realized it was the middle of the night and I didn’t have a car to take us to the hotel. And there was no way in hell my child was getting in a disgusting patrol car tonight.
“Uh... I’ll go to the corner and see if there are any cabs,” I told her. She nervously looked around her at the darkened streets. Just then, another officer stepped out of the creaky, old front door. I recognized him from my training days. “Sergeant Williams, can you do me a favor?” He inclined his head my way but didn’t respond. “Can you keep an eye on her for a second? I need to run down and catch a cab.”
I began stepping away when Raegan hurried to my side and said, “I can come with. No need for a babysitter.”
“Don’t worry about it. I know you’re tired and you don’t need to walk all the way down there. Just wait here.” When I tried to step away again, she latched onto my forearm and gave Sergeant Williams a frightened look. She didn’t seem very trusting of others. Except me, the guy who had called her a kidnapper... she
“Alright then...never mind, man, thanks though.” I waved off the sergeant, who seemed less than pleased that I had just wasted two measly seconds of his life.
I used to be like that. Always go, go, go. No wasting time. No looking at anyone when you were shoving your way down the street. No time for dawdling. That was my New York life. But then I moved and realized that there were more important things along the way, and sometimes it was okay to actually look up and smile at the people around you.
I’d always assumed once I got Kate back we would settle back into our old apartment and try to go back to normal. Now, I just didn’t know what I was going to do. Could I move back to New York? Could I really leave Audrey and all of my closest friends in Texas, living fifteen-hundred miles away from them? They were my family now. I just didn’t know if that were possible.
The cab to the hotel took no longer than fifteen minutes, but everyone in the car except for the driver and me was asleep within five. Raegan slumped against the window, breathing softly, while Braden clung to her neck. As we pulled up under the brightly-lit hotel drive, I swiped my card in the slot to pay our tab. Raegan shook awake when she heard the beep.
We scooted across the seat silently, each of us carrying a sleeping child. When I stepped out, I held my hand out to help Raegan. She couldn’t seem to get a firm hold on Braden in her sleepiness, so I reached down and scooped him up right next to Kate. Raegan easily slid out and smiled at me in what appeared to be gratitude.
“I can take him back now,” she quietly stated.
“I’ve got them, it’s no trouble really,” I told her and turned to walk toward the entrance. She quickly caught up to me and slid my bag and their backpack off my forearm.
“I can help,” she told me, trying her best to lift my heavy bag. I smiled and allowed her to struggle. If she wanted to help so badly...
Dad had given me the keycards to our room before we left the station, so I knew our rooms were on the twelfth floor. The elevator ride up was silent, except for the sound of the kids breathing softly against my chest. I found our side-by-side rooms and handed Raegan her keycard while I walked past her to my room.
She froze and cleared her throat at me. Still holding the two kids, I turned to see her glaring at me.
I chuckled and said, “Go in. Open the adjoining door and we’ll figure this out.”
She was in her room in a flash, and before I could fully step inside mine, I could already hear her unlocking her connected door. I had to shift Kate around so I could use my hand to twist the lock on mine. When it finally clicked to unlock, Raegan immediately pushed the door open.
“Don’t trust me?” I asked with a smile. I laughed to myself when she didn’t reply. Apparently, I was in a snarky mood all of a sudden.
When I slid Braden down my side onto the bed, Raegan quickly pulled the covers out from underneath him. He curled up on a pillow without even opening his eyes. The movement caused Kate to stir and her little blonde eyelashes began to flutter.
“Where do you think she’ll want to sleep?” I quietly asked. My voice trembled because I hated the idea of having to ask someone else about my own daughter, but that was what I had to deal with. I needed to just be thankful I had her. Evidently, if I was given an inch, I wanted a mile. My mom used to tell me that all the time when I was a kid.
“With Braden and I,” she replied while pulling the sheets back on the opposite side of the bed.
I began to protest, but Kate’s soft whimper startled me. She began to squirm and moan in my arms, so I squeezed her tighter and attempted to gently shush her. Raegan flew around the bed and tried to take her from my arms.
“I can do this,” I bit out.
Kate thrashed suddenly and Raegan pleaded, “Just give her to me, I can help her. Please...” I ignored her and continued to try and calm down a restless Kate in my arms.
“Shh... you’re okay. It’s okay...”
“MAMA!” Kate’s voice wailed in the quiet room. My heart hammered erratically in my chest and I began to panic. “Mama, mama, mama!” she continued, all while it appeared as if she were still sleeping.
Raegan looked at me with wide eyes and I asked, “What do I do?” Of course. If Kate knew about me, then she must know about Ash as well. There was no way I could tell her where her mom was right now. This was not the time.
With my mind fully distracted, Raegan managed to weasel Kate out of my arms and quickly began to whisper in her ear. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but it seemed to comfort Kate instantaneously.
Kate’s hand came up and rubbed across Raegan’s cheek and jawline. “Mama...” she sighed contentedly.
“Wait a second...” I caught myself speaking too loud. The wheels in my head were spinning at full speed, and I was having a hard time comprehending what had just happened. “Did she call you... does she think....” I couldn’t make myself say it.
Raegan turned and gently laid Kate down on the bed, She left a wide space between her and Braden, and I assumed it was so she could sleep in the middle. Kate began to stir again and then I saw her eyes finally open. She mumbled, “I need Daddy-bear, mama.”
“I’ll get him, baby,” Raegan replied, and I watched in confusion as she slid past me without making eye contact. She crouched down by her backpack and dug a teddy bear out from the bottom. My heart jumped into my throat when I recognized the bear. I had gotten that bear for her when she was a baby, and now I suddenly understood how she knew who I was.
I had been a rookie in the force and I’d thankfully gotten partnered with Charlie Doyle, an old family friend. Charlie was only a few years older than me, but he’d already been on the force for six years by then. I was a spoiled shit and had a hook because my dad was already the chief of the 72nd precinct. Therefore, I knew where I was headed before I even graduated the academy.
We ended up catching a long break one day and decided to take advantage of it by getting something decent to eat across the bridge. We were still in uniform because we had to get back on our beat after lunch. Charlie and I had an ongoing search to find the best subs, and while Brooklyn hands-down had the best delis, we’d heard about this place south of Central Park that cured their meats in-house and we wanted to check it out. It sounded a bit too touristy for me, but hey, a good subway sandwich can tempt me almost anywhere.
We grabbed our lunch at the counter and decided to sit on the steps surrounding the Pulitzer fountain on Fifth Avenue. I was right about it being touristy, but the sub smelled amazing. Just as I was chomping down on my first bite, we heard a big commotion across Fifth at the hugely popular FAO Schwarz toy store.
We sorrowfully tossed our subs and hightailed it across the way. Fucking oath of being a law enforcement officer twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. I was fucking hungry. We entered the colossal toy story and immediately spotted the problem. Two grown-ass women were throwing punches and grabbing at each other’s hair. One of them clung tightly to a toy that looked like a damn robot dog.
Hell, I thought that shit only happened during Christmastime, not in the middle of the year. Charlie split them up and ordered them to leave the store, and no one ended up getting that damn toy. As we were walking toward the door, I nudged Charlie toward the glass escalator.
“Hey, we’re already here. Let’s see if I can afford to buy Kate something,” I told him.
He chuckled and followed behind me. “She’s a baby, dude. All she wants right now is tit.” I whacked him across the chest with the back of my hand as we ascended the stairs.
At the top floor, we found a shop where kids were building teddy bears. They could be personalized with sound bytes, clothing, and even pictures. I chose a small bear that could hold a photo in the little pocket of his shirt, and I even made a sound byte that she would be able to hear when she was old enough to squeeze his foot. Charlie mocked me the entire way back to Brooklyn for that.
That night, Ash had stuck a photograph of me in a little plastic slee
Seeing Kate snuggle that bear tightly caused an aggravating tear slip from my eye, but I quickly batted it away.
“Daddy?” Kate whispered. I hurriedly moved to her bedside and knelt next to her on the ground.
“Yeah, Kit Kat?”
“You aren’t going to leave are you?” she asked innocently.
“Never.”
“Cross your heart?” A huge yawn broke out with her last word.
“Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye,” I recited the old saying.
Her tired giggle made me smile. “Ew, Daddy. Don’t stick a needle in your eye.”
“Sleep, baby. I’ll be right here when you wake up.” I pulled her covers over her little body and kissed her forehead. The moment was surreal—I couldn’t believe I was actually tucking my daughter into bed tonight.
- SIX -
RAEGAN -
Lane sat on the floor and leaned up against the nightstand as Kate fell asleep holding his hand. I had to admit he was quite good with her. While he stared at her lovingly, I dug through my backpack on the dresser and lined up four different pill bottles. I really didn’t care what he thought about those, since he had already seen the huge bandage across my temple. The doctors had given me antibiotics, steroids, medication for my low blood pressure due to my injury, and also some pain meds that I hadn’t tried yet. I didn’t know if it was my injury that had made me lethargic all day or those medications, but I was ready to feel like a human again and not some walking slug.
I swallowed down the first three doses and stared longingly at the fourth. I twisted the top open, then decided against it and closed the bottle quickly. I had a burning ache on my forehead and was sure those little white pain pills would put me out of my misery. But I didn’t know how they would affect me and I felt like I needed to be on top of my game. Nothing could hinder me from taking care of Braden and Kate.