NEVER THE SAME: TAKEN

Chapter one: Missing

POV: Rudy Gillespie

"Give it up, guys, you're worthless when it comes to card games." I drew my winnings to me, grinning idiotically. "UGH, I give up." Kim put her head on the table. Jerry was fast asleep in the weirdest position I've ever seen. He was sitting in the chair, but from his shoulder blades up was leaning back over the back of the chair. It looked painful, but then, it was Jerry. "Okay, Kim, you can go check on Jack now." I permitted.

Her tiredness forgotten, Kim jumped up, letting the chair skid behind her. "Thanks Rudy!" She hugged me quickly, then ran up the stairs. I smiled and went back to sorting my winnings. My 'winnings' were nothing but random things the kids had found around the house, but they were my things anyway, and I took pride in whipping the teen's butts to get them back.

I was drawn out of my mental gloating, when I heard Kim scream. I jumped up. Jerry was so startled out of his sleep, he jumped up, smashing into the tabled and knocking it over. I didn't have time to deal with him. I was already up the stairs and into the room. 'Kim?! What is it? What's the matter?" I cried, grabbing the babbling girl.

"I-he, they…they, he's…bu-he was ju-just here…an…an…!" I looked around the room. Jack was gone. I ran over to the bathroom and pushed open the door. No Jack. Just to be sure, I peeked around the door and behind the curtain in the tub. I ran back to Kim, trying to console the distraught teen. "I-knew..w-we sh-should have checked on h-him!" She cried.

"Kim! Kim, calm down." I told her, but she would not be comforted. She pushed em away. "Come on! W-we need to look for him!" She told me. 'YO! What happened?" Jerry had finally made it up. Kim pushed passed him. I ran after her. "Kim! It's like, three in the morning, we-" She turned on me. "RUDY!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. I flinched. "WE ARE LOOKING FOR HIM, NOW!" She told me, making it very clear through how loud her voice was that she accepted nothing but, "okay."

POV: Jack Brewer

(right after Kim found him gone)

I struggled, unable to see, hardly able to breathe. Where was I? What was going on? I had a hunch, but I couldn't be sure. My suspicions were relieved when I felt someone draw back my blindfold. I was temporarily blinded by the sudden light, but was able to see after my eyes adjusted. It was Lauren.

"Hey, baby, glad to see you awake." She told me, brushing aside my bangs. "Yn nemer gen awna win hith!" I cried. "What? I'm sorry, darling, I can't understand you." She smiled, taking the chance to put her hands on my face and agonizingly slowly drew back the gag. I coughed, my mouth was dry. "You'll never get away with this!" I told her. "Suuuure." She took a lock of my hair and twirled it around her finger.

I glared at her. "Oh now, sweetheart, this is no way to start a relationship!" She said mock-annoyed. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not in a relationship with you, Lauren." I told her. She squealed and giggled, clapping her hands like a child. "You know my name!" She cried. "He knows my name!" She shrieked to no one in particular. I rolled my eyes again.

She took a deep breath and regained her composure. She continued caressing me. I hated it, because I couldn't pull away. My arms felt numb. I felt her messing with my pants. "NO!" I squirmed, moving back as much as I could. She smiled. 'Oh, don't worry, baby. We can't do that on a train anyway." She smiled. "On a-" She interrupted me. "Yes, have a look." She moved aside and I indeed saw shadowed movement.

And heard the sound of wheels on a track, and felt movement under me, I had been too preoccupied with Lauren to notice. "Where are you taking me?" I asked. "Oh, baby, I'm not taking you anywhere, we're going together, as husband and wife!" She told me. "WHAT?" I shrieked. "I would never marry you!" I cried. "Oh? That's not what this engagement ring says; you gave it to me last night." She giggled and held it up for me to see.

I stared at it and looked back up at her. "We're going to get married as soon as we get there." She told me. "Not. Going. To happen." I growled. "Sure, sure, whatever." She flipped her hair. I think you'll think differently when we get there." She examined her nails. "Where, is 'there'?" I asked. "Paris!" She giggled. "Paris?"

"Uh-huh!" She giggled. "We're going to Paris, in a train?" I gave her a weird look. "No, don't be silly. I just thought this would be a romantic way to leave Seaford, we're taking the train across-country, then we're going to fly to Paris!" She giggled again. SO annoying. I let my head drop back, and she took that as a sign that I wanted her to get all weird again-totally not what I intended-

"You're so hot when you're vulnerable." She told me. I disliked the way she was talking. She slid on top of me and started playing with my shirt. "Get off me, Lauren." I told her through clenched teeth. "Why?" She giggled -again- and propped her head up with her fist, and her elbow now dug into my chest. Her other hand stroked my face. "Lau-Lauren, that hurts!" I told her, wincing. "What does?" She asked. "Your elbow's digging into my chest!" I told her. "Ah, sorry." She moved it.

"So… what you want to do?" She asked. "Right now? Throw you off the back of the train." I told her angrily. She gasped in horror. "Jackie! That is no way to treat your fiancé!" She pouted. "You're not my- okay, you know what? That giggling is starting to get on my nerves!" I cried, attempting to sit up as she giggled again. That only made her giggle more, go figure.

She pushed me back down. "Oh, no, no, no, uh-uh." She waved her finger like one would do to a naughty dog. She was still on top of me. She leaned her head down and began kissing me. "Nmph, no, stophmn!" I cried through her lips. She took the opportunity of me speaking to jam her tongue in my mouth. I whimpered as she begun stripping my clothes off. Guys, help me!

POV: Kim Crawford (same time as Jack)

"Jack! Jack! Where are you!" I called. "Jack!" Rudy yelled. "Yo! Jack!" We'd been looking for an hour, and no sign of Jack. We had searched the entire house, the entire outside of the house, and had even covered half the block. He was just, gone. NO! I wouldn't accept that.

"Kim, it's four A.M. We need to be getting back." Rudy told me. I spun on him. "You're giving up?!" I cried. "No, Kim I-" I didn't let him finish. "We can't just, give up on him! He could need our help! What if he's in trouble!?" I cried. "Kim! We don't know that!" he told me, putting his hands on my shoulders. "I'm sure he's fine. Maybe he just wanted some time to himself." He told me.

I shook his hands off. "I thought that was what we were giving him when we stayed downstairs, playing card games for hours and hours!" I cried. "Kim-" I cut him off again. "I'm not resting until I find him!" I shrieked at him, turning on my heel and switching my flashlight back on. "Kim! We can look again in the morning!" He cried, running after me.

I ignored him. "Kim, would you just…KIM!" he grabbed me and spun me to face him. "What Rudy? WHAT?" I cried. "We're never going to find anything if we keep stumbling around in the dark, we're just going to wear ourselves out." He told me. "Just come back to the house, get some rest a-and we'll start looking again when it's light out. Okay?" He asked, his voice slowly getting softer.

I stared at him. "No." I growled, spinning and starting to walk again. "Jerry, do you mind?" I heard Rudy say. "Oh, sure, no probs bro." I didn't turn around to see what they were doing, I just kept marching, that is until I felt arms wrap around my waist. I turned and saw Jerry. "jer- what are you doing?" I asked. He didn't reply, he just lifted me up and started carrying me back towards the house.

"NO! No!" I shrieked, kicking. Rudy slapped his hand over my mouth. "There are people sleeping Kim, shut your mouth!" He hissed. "Nm cn cur lss nbon ne memne." I told him, intending on saying, 'I could care less about the people', but it came out all muffled due to his hand still firmly clamped over my mouth. He took his hand away and unlocked the door.

"Jerry, put me down!" I whined. "No can do, mamasita." He told me, carrying me into Rudy's hobbit-hole of a house. And I don't mean like the nice ones, I mean like Bilbo's after the dwarves come for a visit. It was disgusting.

Jerry plopped down on the couch, his arms still firmly clamped around my waist. "Jerry…" I grunted, trying to pry his hands off. I didn't like being in his lap. "Promise you won't run away?" He asked. "Yes! Let go!" I cried. He let go and I scrambled off him, glaring.

Rudy sighed and sat between us, putting his head in his hands. "Jack's been through a lot lately. I completely understand him if he ran off to be alone." He told us. I sighed. "But what if it was Lauren? Jack's still too weak to fight." I told him. He nodded slowly. "That's another possibility, and that's the one that's worrying me." He admitted.

I squeezed my eyes shut, praying for Jack's safety. If it had been Lauren who took him, he was in for a lot of discomfort. I tried not to think of all the things that creep might do to him. Jack had given Rudy permission to tell me what exactly Lauren had done to him. Jerry still didn't know, and I don't blame Jack for not wanting Jerry to know. I respected Jack's privacy, where Jerry, being who he is, might accidentally let something slip, if nothing else.

I sighed, pulling up my legs and wrapping my arms around them. I rested my chin on my knees. "Rudy?" I asked. "Yeah?" I stared at my shoes. 'What if it was Lauren?" I asked. He was silent for several painful moments. "Then God help him."

(A/N: I AM BACK! I couldn't stay away, I stayed up all night last night working on this, I hope you enjoy! REVIEW!