Drinking at a time like this was the last thing he wanted to do. Dammit, I need a swig. Before he could take himself the wine was gone. Tilting his head back he sighed, closing his eyes. Thank you, Radar. Jesse was grateful the kid brought him a bottle.

All of his friends were gone. Dead, he didn't know, but they were missing. They're just missing. It all started with Olivia. She was kidnapped, her home showing signs of a struggle but there was no evidence to find out who took her. That was three months ago. During that search Petra went out with some clues, but she never came back. Jesse ordered to close all portals in Beacontown. He kept a close eye on his friends, looking at links and evidence that they barely had.

Axel was next. There was blood in his house. Blood, but not him. Jesse prayed that his best friend was still alive somewhere.

Fist banged on the Mayor's desk and a swear fell from his trembling lips.

He had needed outside help. Ivor mentioned that Harper could create something that could help find who the kidnapper is. He'd promised that he'd come back. He was the only one with permission to use the portal. It's been three days and he still hasn't returned.

He just had Lukas left. He'd be damned to lose him tonight, too. Lukas, and Radar.

The documents in front of Jesse all looked the same. His eyes were stinging from crying minutes prior but he didn't care. Missing, missing, missing. How could his friends be caught off guard by something like this? It had to be someone that knew them, someone who knows them personally. Not everyone knew where Olivia and Axel's homes were; Petra and Ivor had to have been followed.

"Shit... " Jesse's head throbbed like a beating heart whilst clutching it in his palms. I drank that wine too fast.

There was a knock on his study door. He noticed Radar's glasses before he did the intern. A smile was faint on his face.

"I stationed guards at the Order's Hall and City Hall." He spoke, glancing at his clipboard now and then. "If the culprit were to head to either of those two places, the guards will capture them. If they come to your home, well, we can see for ourselves who did all of this."

"Where's Lukas?" Jesse's voice was echoing in his head.

"Downstairs. I tried to keep him assured, but he's pretty tense right now."

Jesse nodded. Radar was coming to the desk, but he looked like a streak of light. The Mayor blinked hard.

"You drank the whole bottle." He noted. "Do you want more, or a glass of water?"

"No…" Jesse reminded himself he was being suggested two things and went "Nothing. I'm fine."

"Are you… drunk?"

I don't fucking know. Jesse felt like the world was swirling. For a moment he forgot he was at the desk. He regained himself when he felt Radar adjust his tie.

"Sir… who could have done this? To your friends? Who do you think it is?"

"This is some Cassie level shit." Jesse didn't mean to swear in front of him but it slipped. His words sounded conjoined. "I have no clue. I wanna find out tonight."

"You look tired." the intern mentioned. "I've seen you at this desk like you're glued to it for the past few months."

Radar's voice was calm and numb in his ears. He sunk into his chair, and Radar's hand returned to the tie. He almost didn't feel him playing with it.

"You're absolutely exhausted. You needed a bottle, huh?" His chuckle echoed. Jesse glared at him as the intern sat halfway on the desk. That bottle undid him; the older man was perplexed by this sudden feeling.

"What kind of-"

"I think it's someone close to you." Radar's tone was serious and it snapped Jesse back to reality. "Someone who knew your friends, someone who knew their schedule. My first thought was Romeo, but he's not a problem to us anymore. Harper could have been an option, her sort of having records of your friends from that P.A.M.A fiasco."

Radar's eyes took in Jesse, as if he was looking at something he wanted.

"Whoever it is, might just want you to suffer. Taking away people you care for is the craziest thing someone could do. Or…"

Jesse was sleepy. He couldn't remember to react to the other caressing his cheek with the back of his hand. He was drunk before, but this… this didn't feel like drunk. What are you doing, he wanted to say, but the words came out like verbal chicken scratch.

"Or maybe they just want you alone… alone, and all to them. Jesse…"

He set his clipboard aside and cupped Jesse's face. "Did anyone really want you for you? For Aiden, it was to just overrule you. Cassie; she wanted the enchanted flint and steel. P.A.M.A; it wanted your world. Hadrian; he wanted to enslave you. They all didn't want you for you."

Someone who knew my friends. Someone who knew their schedule. Jesse's mind was in high alert but his body wouldn't move as fast as he wanted to. He weakly grabbed at Radar's wrist, but the other's hands were tight on his face.

"This enemy wants you for you."

He came closer. Jesse could hear his breathing quicken loudly in his ear. The wine. The wine was-

"I want you for you."

Tears collected and fell down his face. The little fucker drugged me. He tried to push him away, to get up but to no avail. He was going to pass out at any moment and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Where are they?" Radar repeated the question Jesse didn't remember blurting out. "Your friends? That doesn't matter. I can, of course, show you what happened to them."

Oh god. Oh no. Radar had Jesse lean back in his chair and face the study entrance. Then, he took on an alarmed and terrified look, screaming to the top of his lungs, calling for Lukas. He was trying to bring him up here. Jesse lightly shook his head, his tears hot on his face. Please… don't…

Radar posted to the side of the door, hiding behind it as Lukas almost knocked it off the hinges.

"Radar?" his eyes fell on Jesse. "Jesse, what happened? Are you..?"

Lukas made his way to the desk, cupping the other's face as he examined him.

Go. Jesse couldn't talk. He was croaking. His eyelids grew heavy. Lukas' voice faded out. I can't… sleep…

Radar came behind the blonde, one hand over his mouth and the other cutting and jagging though his throat like a farm animal. It was a blessing that Jesse couldn't hear the cackles of his gurgling voice. His eyes closed momentarily. It was a pain to open them again; this time he was face to face with Radar, numb but horrified to hear his voice once more before fully going to sleep.

"I love you, Jesse. You don't need anyone else but me."