Hey all! I was inspired to write this while listening to "S.O.S." by the Jonas Brothers. Okay, the story really doesn't have anything to do with the song, just the titles are the same, so it's not a songfic. Hope you enjoy it anyway.

Summary: At the skate park, Lilly and Oliver witness a bank robbery and even catch sight of the robbers' faces. A live news report in front of Lilly's house leads the robbers right to the two friends. Now it's a fight for their lives as Lilly and Oliver try to escape the robbers' hide-out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana. I wish I did but, sadly, not everyone can be that lucky.

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Chapter One: Robbery at the Skate Park

The wheels of Lilly Truscott's skateboard whizzed across the half-pipe as she showed off her latest moves. She concentrated all of her might in making sure that each move was precise. As she reached the bottom of the half-pipe, she turned to her best friend, Oliver Oken. "What do you think?" she asked hopefully.

Oliver shrugged. "I've seen better," he replied. Lilly's mouth opened in shock, but Oliver just smiled and shook his head. "Lilly, chill out. I'm kidding. It was awesome."

Lilly gave him a playful shove. "Why do you have to do that?" she asked. "You know how sensitive I am!" But she could not hide the smile creeping up her face and tried to shield her blushing cheeks by a curtain of her long, blonde hair.

"Hey, wanna go get some ice cream or something?" Oliver asked, setting down his own skateboard and putting his helmet on over his shaggy brown hair.

Lilly giggled and shook her head. "It's always food with you, isn't it?" she asked. "Well, it is pretty hot out. Ice cream sounds really good to me."

"Cool! Let's go," Oliver said, hopping onto his board and skating away. Lilly followed.

Ever since their other best friend Miley Stewart left for the summer to visit her relatives in Tennessee, Lilly and Oliver had been hanging out together a whole lot more. It reminded Lilly of times when they were younger and they would do everything together. However, lately, she'd been having these strange feelings whenever she and Oliver were alone together. She even considered the fact that she might like him more as a friend. But whenever she would think this, a voice in the back of her head would speak up.

Are you crazy? You can't have feelings for Oliver. He's been your best friend since kindergarten! He's pretty much like the brother you never had. Don't you think it would be awkward if he found out you liked him?

Lilly tried to ignore this voice from time to time. But sometimes she hoped that maybe, just maybe, he felt the same way about her. She smiled as Oliver handed her a large chocolate ice cream cone and proceeded to eat his own. She tried to stifle her giggling as he got chocolate all over his face, looking very cute when he did it.

"So, Oliver," she began somewhat hesitantly, "h-have you given any thought to the back-to-school dance in three weeks?"

"Ugh! I try not to," Oliver replied, popping the last piece of the cone into his mouth. "Who wants to think about school during the summer? Especially when we have few precious weeks of summer left!"

"I know," Lilly said quickly. "I-I was just curious if you had thought about...you know...who you might wanna ask?" she finished, feeling her cheeks turn bright red.

"Not really," Oliver replied. "Why? Do you know someone who wants to go with me?" he asked hopefully.

"N-no," Lilly stammered, certain that her cheeks had turned redder. "I was just...wondering." She spoke the last word in a whisper.

"Oh," Oliver said, sounding somewhat disappointed.

In the silence that followed, Lilly swore silently over and over again inside her head. That was i not /i how she had planned that conversation to go at all. She had hoped that she could hint enough to Oliver that she was really hoping that he would ask her. But she couldn't just come out and ask him without admitting her feelings for him.

Suddenly, several things happened at once. A piercing scream rang through the air followed by several gunshots. Oliver seized Lilly by the arm and pulled her to the ground behind a clump of bushes. He crouched down next to her and the two of them looked around for the source of the noise. It was quickly discovered.

Across the street at the Malibu National Bank, a black car was speeding out of the parking lot rather rapidly. It veered into oncoming traffic, narrowly avoiding hitting three other cars. Sirens were suddenly heard approaching. The black car made a quick U-turn and sped into a darkened alley, almost directly behind the bushes that Lilly and Oliver were hiding in. Police cars whizzed past the alley, not even noticing the car sitting inside it.

Lilly started to stand up, but Oliver pulled her back down just as two men got out of the car. One was shorter with shoulder-length dark hair; the other was taller and more muscular with a shaved head. It was hard to be positive, but the similarities in their faces made Lilly assume that they were brothers.

"Cops gone, Carl?" the stronger one asked.

"Yeah," the shorter one replied. "Coast is clear, Jer. Now let's count our loot!"

"Woah, woah, slow down there," said the first man. "Not here. Wait until we get back to our place. What if someone sees?"

"Oh come on, Jeremy," the one called Carl scoffed. "Do you see anyone around?"

"You never know," Jeremy replied. "Someone could be hiding in those bushes over there."

And then, to Lilly and Oliver's horror, he started walking over to the bushes they were hiding in. Lilly wanted to move, but then the bushes would rustle and their position would be given away. However, if they stayed there, Jeremy would see them and know that they had been listening to everything.

His footsteps grew closer. Instinctively, Lilly reached out and gripped Oliver's hand tightly. Any second now, they were going to be found. And if those guys just robbed a bank, who knew what they would do to eavesdroppers. Jeremy reached for the bush, ready to push it aside...

"Cops!" Carl suddenly shouted. "They're coming this way!" Jeremy let go of the bush and rushed back to the car. Carl was already in the passenger seat. Jeremy got into the driver's seat and quickly backed out of the alley just as two police cars pulled into the area and stopped.

Lilly let out a huge sigh of relief, unable to recall a time where she had ever felt more afraid in her life. Oliver squeezed her hand gently. "You okay?" he asked

"Yeah," Lilly replied, still breathing rather heavily. She noticed that she was still holding Oliver's hand and released it immediately, blushing slightly. Oliver helped her to her feet just as a police officer came walking over.

"You kids all right?" he asked as Lilly and Oliver climbed out of the bush.

"Yeah, thanks," Oliver replied. "You guys could not have picked a better time to show up."

"No problem," the officer said. "Now, let's get you kids home before your parents freak out. We have to set up a perimeter to try and catch these guys before they get away."

The officer led Lilly and Oliver to his police car and drove them back into town. They first stopped at Lilly's house.

"You can let us both out here," Lilly said. "Thanks for the ride." Oliver looked at her questioningly, but Lilly just pulled him out of the car and into her house.

Mrs. Truscott was stirring something on the stove. She looked up as they entered. "Hey, guys. Did you have fun at the skate park?" she asked.

"Yeah, fun. Uhh...mom, can Oliver stay for dinner?" Lilly asked rather hurriedly.

"Of course," Mrs. Truscott replied, peering into the oven. It'll be ready in about twenty minutes. Hope you like meatloaf, Oliver."

"Oh yes, Mrs. Truscott, it's my fav –" Oliver started to say, but Lilly interrupted him.

"Thanks, mom. We'll be in my room." She grabbed Oliver's arm and pulled him up the stairs. It wasn't until they were finally in her bedroom and the door had been shut did she finally release Oliver's arm.

"Lilly, what's up?" Oliver asked as Lilly plopped down on her bed. "You seem so agitated."

"We should've told them," Lilly replied, covering her face with her hands.

"You should've told who what?" Oliver asked again, clearly confused.

"The police, Oliver!" Lilly half-shouted, sitting up suddenly. "We should've told the police about the robbers! We know their names, what they look like, what kind of car they were driving, everything!"

"What?" Oliver exclaimed. "Lilly, are you crazy? What if the robbers find out we ratted them out and the come looking for us?"

"Come on, Oliver," Lilly said. "Do you really think the police would let that happen to us? And besides, how are those robbers ever going to find out it was us? It's not like we'd be televised or something."

"Well, how sure can you be that they didn't see us in the bushes?" Oliver questioned, now pacing around Lilly's room.

"Why are you freaking out so much about this?" Lilly asked. "These creeps stole a lot of money. Don't you want them caught?"

"Well...yeah, I do."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I dunno. I guess I'm just..." Oliver suddenly sounded nervous. "I'm paranoid or something. I mean, that was really freaky when that guy was coming towards us. Who knew what they would do to us if they caught us listening!"

"Well, we can't just sit back and do nothing," Lilly protested. "Come on, Oliver. Let's just go to the police station tomorrow morning and tell them what we saw. We can ask to remain anonymous even. No one will know. I mean, if these guys took something of yours, you'd want it back, right?"

Oliver paused a moment before answering. "Yeah, I guess you're right, Lilly. All right. We'll go to the police station tomorrow and tell them what we know."

"There's the Ollie I know and love," Lilly said, smiling. "And, besides, it's not like they know where we live."

"Lilly! Oliver!" Mrs. Truscott called up the stairs. "There are some men here who would like to see you."

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