Giving a nod of understanding, pushing Polaris to answer the questions he had was the last thing on Kyleâ€™s mind. He was only concerned about his niece and nothing more just like a loving uncle should be. It was his job to protect her until her mother was strong enough to leave the hospital, just in case something were to happen to her or her fucking scumbag of a â€˜fatherâ€™ would try to fight him for custody again like the fool he was. Emilee was old enough to take care of herself now but he still wanted to be there for her and make her feel loved, the girl was going through a lot right now. Maybe sometimes he was a little overprotective and pried too much but that was part of his job and he was trying to do his best for her. Usually if she felt it was too much, or if she wanted some space, she would say something to him.<br/><br/>â€œWell you donâ€™t need to tell me what kind of accident you had or why you got into it. I just want to make sure youâ€™re not some kind of lowlife.â€ Kyleâ€™s voice was stern when he spoke yet at the same time not once did he lose the friendliness he had with Polaris before. He may not have been her father, he didnâ€™t even want to be her father, the man was a loser, but he would always do his best for her. â€œI donâ€™t think I need to tell you twice that Emilee means the world to me.â€  Relaxing in his seat he glanced at Polaris out of the corner of his eye and smiled, â€œUsually I know all of Emileeâ€™s friends and Iâ€™ll be honest it isnâ€™t uncommon for her to just take people under her wing. She has a big heart, you know, reminds me of my late wife.â€ He fell silent for a moment, remembering his wife was still painful for him even after all these years.<br/><br/>He wished she was still here with him so she could see how much Emilee has grown. It has been so longâ€¦ and if he lost his sister because of that damned illness he would only have Emilee left. His parents didnâ€™t want anything to do with him after his wife passed.<br/><br/>Kyle sighed softly and spoke again, â€œHave any siblings yourself?â€ Hopefully a simple question like that would put things in a lighter mood. He scolded himself for seeming down for a moment just then, that was not the point of relaxing. Maybe he was just tired, or feeling a bit off considering he couldnâ€™t shake the feeling of being worried about Emilee for some reason. Sometimes he would randomly worry about her being abducted and end up one of those missing persons that end up never being found. That was ever guardianâ€™s fear, having their daughter, granddaughter, niece, son, whatever taken away from them. It was natural for him to keep his guard up about that, wasnâ€™t it? Shaking his head he just kept reminding himself that the girl could handle herself. If something happened, she would call him, and since she hasnâ€™t he knew she was fine. Still he hoped that she had made it to work safely.<br/><br/>-------------<br/><br/>Emilee had no idea where she was. When she came to she discovered that she had been blindfolded and tied to what seemed to be a chair. She could have sworn she heard voices in the room she was in but whatever conversation was going on was just out of earshot. Taking short, quick breaths she felt panic beginning to settle in and all she wanted to do was get out of here as quickly as possible. But how could she leave when she couldnâ€™t even move her arms or legs? What was going on?