Hi all! I think that I originally wrote this story back in 2003, but I think it was posted somewhere else. Wanted to post it on here though. This is a rewritten fic- though some of it is the same. Just rewriting some parts of it and adding to it to make it better!

Hope you all enjoy!

Tic Toc

Chapter One

"He's hurting him, Bo!" Hope Brady cried to her husband, hysterically, "I can feel it! I want my baby away from him! I want him away from him NOW Bo!"

Bo Brady held her closely; he brushed her hair and tried to comfort her. He then looked into her eyes as he spoke, "He's going to be fine, Fancy Face, I just know it. He's a survivor! You survived him when he took you, and Shawn will survive to!"

Hope shook her head; she could feel tears in her eyes as she broke away from Bo, "No... no! Things aren't going to be ok! They just won't be! Larry will get his revenge, and he's doing it through our son! He's hurting him right now! He's hurting him really bad! Oh Bo, I can just feel that he is!"

Belle Black turned away from Hope, and she stared out the window, feeling hopeless. She had this feeling of helplessness inside of her for what felt like days now. She didn't want to hear what Hope was trying to say. She didn't want to hear that Shawn was going through any kind of pain right now. It was breaking her heart thinking that Shawn was going through so much right now and there was nothing they could do about it. At that moment she wanted to have faith like Bo was trying to have faith. It was very difficult to do however. For this waiting, this sitting around and wondering if Shawn would get back to her was torturing her. It had been a complete nightmare to her and she was going extremely crazy with worry.

What she just didn't understand was how she could go from having the most amazing night of her life to what it was like now at this very second.

A couple of nights ago had started out so magical. It had been New Years Eve, the last day of an amazing year, and they had celebrated it by making love for the first time ever. They had gotten a room at the Salem Inn for just that one incredible night. It was the most romantic night of her life. Everything about it was just beyond perfect. They had been so incredibly happy. Never before had she felt so in love with Shawn. They were both so in love with each other that night. It was better then she could ever have imagined. She felt like nothing could go wrong.

But somehow, everything after that night suddenly became a nightmare. All of a sudden Shawn had gone missing. He had simply just vanished. They figured out right away that Larry Welch had him, and that was too horrible to even think about. And now all she could do was wait... wait... and wait. Every second that went by without knowing where Shawn was or if he was okay was unbearable to her.

It killed her that she could only sit around and pray for Shawn to come home safely and unharmed.

What drove her crazy was not knowing if he would come home to her at all.

So many horrible thoughts were flowing through her mind as she did all the waiting. What if Hope was right and Larry was hurting Shawn badly right that minute? Or worse, what if he was dead? They had absolutely no idea what he was going through and it was the worst thing ever to her. Could she deal with the pain of not seeing Shawn ever again? She knew it would be unbearable if that were to happen.

She flinched, not wanting to even think that possibility. It was just way to horrible for her to even think about it. But what if? It still kept going through her mind even though she didn't want it to. What if she would never see her Shawn again? Ever?

She had to hold onto faith that she would, but as time flew by and Shawn was still nowhere to be found, she was surely loosing that faith.

Shawn Brady sat alone, handcuffed to a poll in the corner of a cold, isolated cell. His wrists were absolutely killing him, and the handcuffs that were on them were really starting to get to him. He had been walking in the park all alone when all of a sudden he could feel someone coming from behind. Before he knew it, he had felt someone grabbing him from behind extremely fast. It was just way too quick for him. He had been able to see that it was Larry Welch behind him then and he had been in complete shock about it. He had had one hell of a fight with Larry, while trying to get away from him. But he had failed to escape and Larry had captured him. The next thing he knew he felt something hit him in the back of his head and everything had gone completely black. He then had woken up in this terrible place. He had been trapped here ever since, with no way out. He had been trying but it just felt impossible.

His entire body was hurting like hell at the moment. He was bruised and cut in a few places. His head was throbbing from being knocked out quite a few times by Larry. He was tired. He was Hungry. He was Thirsty. And he was scared.

And every hour he spent here seemed to just last forever.

All that he could do was think fearful thoughts. Would he survive this? Or would he not? Would he defeat Larry? Or would he die a slow, painful death? He was sure Larry had plans to kill him, eventually. He had no idea when or how but he was positive he would. But the absolute worst thought flowing through his head though was that he might never see his love, Belle Black, ever again. He just couldn't stand the thought of ever seeing her again. He was in absolute fear of that happening.

His sweet Belle. God, how he missed her. At that very second he wanted to be with her more than anything in the world. He would give anything to see her at that moment.

It killed him to know she was worrying over him.

All of a sudden Shawn couldn't help but jump in alarm. He felt fear go through him. He turned to see Larry nearly knocked the cell door down. He came in with a gun in his hand, and whipped his cell phone out with the other hand. Shawn held his breath as he watched Larry quickly exchange the gun with a knife. He eyed the knife wearily.

He walked over to Shawn, and knelt down besides him. His eyes had an evil gleam in them; it was a look that Shawn had gotten so used to during his time here. Shawn couldn't help but stare at the cellular phone that Larry now held in his hand.

"What is that for?" Shawn asked shakily.

"It's time to start placing my plan into action," Larry laughed maniacally, "It's time to call my lovely Hope and tell her what I plan to do to you if she doesn't follow through with my orders. And even if she does follow through with my orders, you know what I will do?"

Shawn swallowed, as his eyes fixated on the knife, "Kill me?" he breathed. His heart was pounding against his chest.

Larry nodded his head in approval, "Your right on target! I had trouble getting to Hope- so I figured I'd just grab you instead. You were so easy to take. I have plans to trade you in for your mother, and even though I promised to return you, I will later kill you as well. I will make sure to do it right before her eyes. Oh, it will be the perfect revenge! The most perfect revenge ever! Bo Brady will loose his family all at once. The plan is without question perfect!"

That very thought was the worst thing that Shawn could ever imagine. He looked in horror at Larry, "You can't do that!" he cried, "You can't!" the thought of his mother being with Larry again was even worse then him being dead. If there was anything good about this situation, it was that it was him with Larry and not his mother. And the thought of his dad loosing both of them was just way too much. He couldn't help but shiver at the thought of it.

He tried to look calmly at Larry, but he couldn't. He felt like he was about ready to explode, "Why can't you just take me instead? Leave my mother and father alone! Aren't I enough?"

"Why taking you is too easy, my boy!" Larry snickered, "And to make it even better, I might just kill Belle after I kill you. Wouldn't that be just sweet! Isabella Black... lying dead on the ground." His eyes gleamed as he spoke.

Shawn's eyes were now filled with total anger, "If you even think about hurting her, I will come after you even if I'm dead! I will come back and haunt you and kill you!"

"Yes," Larry laughed rather evilly, "Such a young love ending so tragically. It is just too perfect indeed!"

With that, Shawn watched in horror as Larry quickly dialed up his number with the cellular phone.

His eyes were shining, and he gazed at Shawn as the other end of the phone picked up.

"Hello, Isabella," he spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice.