A/N: Hey ya'll! Hope you like this new story! I need reviews. I don't wanna bore you guys with chapters if you don't review and say you like my story and want more chapters haha.
This is a future fic, with Aubree and Aaron again, as a request from justsomegirl21. I'm going to change up their personalities and interests a bit though.
POV's will be everyone, but this story involves police, like FBI agents in the BAU (Behavioural Analysis Unit) and stuff, so it will be in their point of views too. (Kinda like a Criminal Minds storyline. I love Criminal Minds. I was going to make this story an Austin & Ally/Criminal Minds crossover, but I decided not to. It's hard to make the characters in Criminal Minds sound smart like they do on the actual show :p )
Kay, I'll shut up now. Disclaimer: Don't own Austin & Ally. and sorry for mistakes!
Genres: Crime, Family, Angst, Humor ( as much as there can be in a crime story :p )
Aubree POV
"Mom, have you seen my iPhone?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen of my family's mansion Sunday evening. "I've looked everywhere."
My mom looked up from her songbook. "Sorry, I haven't seen it. Maybe your dad has." She went back to writing before she looked up again. "Oh, can you tell him to come inside? I need to show him some new lyrics."
I sighed before hurrying out to the garage, where my dad and twin brother, Aaron, were jamming on their guitars.
"Have either of you seen my phone?" I yelled over their music.
"What?" Aaron yelled.
"My phone! Have you seen it?"
They both made motions that they couldn't hear me, so with that, I strolled over to their amps and unplugged their guitars.
"Hey!"
"Have either of you seen my phone? I need it like, right now," I said.
"No, sorry sweetie. Call it," Dad said, handing me his phone.
"Thanks." I tapped the number for my speed dial and waited a few seconds. I heard my ringtone coming from Aaron's backpack.
I glared him down as I walked over to his bag and started digging. "Why is my phone in your bag?"
Aaron smacked his forehead. "I must have thought it was mine. Sorry Bree."
"Why would you think it was yours?"
"We both have hot pink cases," he pointed out, and then paused. "Dang, that means my phone is missing!" He put his guitar down and ran out of the garage, leaving me and Dad.
I pulled out my phone from Aaron's backpack, and handed Dad's back to him. "Mom wants you to come inside; she has part of a song done."
"Awesome!" he said happily as we headed inside to the house. "Knowing your mother, it's probably great."
I grinned. My dad's career was still flying, and it wasn't going to slow down anytime soon, even at 33 years old. Yeah, I know, my parents are only 33. And I say only because Aaron and I are fifteen, and you'd think my parents would be in their forties, but they had us at 18. My dad still acts like he's fifteen, or so my mom tells him all the time.
My dad went to find my mom, and I found my brother playing video games in the game room. Me, my brother, and my dad spent a lot of time in here.
I flopped down beside him in a bean bag chair. "Sup bro?"
He chuckled. "Not much, sis, just about to play a quick round of Zombie Warriors."
"Ooh, count me in." I snatched up one of Aaron's many controllers from the ground and added myself as Player 2.
"Bring it on," he smirked. "I'm so going to kick your ass."
"Oh, it's brought!" I challenged.
We had planned on playing one five-minute round, but after two hours, we were still going.
I was standing on the couch behind Aaron, frantically pressing buttons on the controller. "Take that! Who's kicking ass now?"
"Still me!" Aaron yelled as he shot one of my zombies dead. "So take that, baby sister!"
"We're twins, genius!"
"I'm four minutes older than you, so that still makes you my baby sister, so ha, ha, HA!" Aaron yelled in triumph as he killed my last zombie. "I win!" He started doing some complicated dance move.
"Oh, now you want a dance contest, huh?" I laughed as I jumped down from the couch. "Check this." I did a move even better than his, which he immediately tried to beat. We were both awesome dancers, so this took about twenty minutes.
We danced towards the living room, where we heard our parents singing, presumably the song my mom was working on before.
We stood at the doorway and listened, not wanting to interrupt.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
And take me away and make it OK
I swear I'll behave
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this
[Chorus:]
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
Maybe it's hard
When you feel like you're broken and scarred
Nothing feels right
But when you're with me
I'll make you believe
That I've got the key
Oh
So get in the car
We can ride it
Wherever you want
Get inside it
And you want to steer
But I'm shifting gears
I'll take it from here (Oh! Yeah yeah!)
And it goes like this (Uh)
[Chorus:]
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you (Uh)
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I don't need to try to control you (Oh, yeah)
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger (Yeah yeah)
I've got the moves like Jagger
[Bridge:]
You wanna know how to make me smile
Take control, own me just for the night
And if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this
So watch and learn
I won't show you twice
Head to toe, oooh baby rub me right
But if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this (Ay! Ay! Ay! Aaay!)
And it goes like this
[Chorus:]
Take me by the tongue (Take me by the tongue)
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you (Yeah yeah yeah!)
All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
(Oh, yeah)
I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
"That was awesome!" I exclaimed as we walked into the room.
My parents whipped around from the piano. "How long were you two standing there?"
"Not that long," Aaron replied, then grinned. "Just kidding, we heard the whole song. It's really good."
"Courtesy of your mother and her fantastic writing skills," Dad said as he kissed my mom's forehead and stood up. He yawned. "What time is it?"
"Time for you to get a watch," Mom teased.
Dad rolled his eyes and said, "Now your mom thinks she's funny," earning him a smack on the arm.
"It's nine," my mom said.
"Oh, I'm missing the Grammy's!" Dad exclaimed.
"Damn!" Aaron said as well, as the two bolted to the living room, leaving me and my mom.
"Can I take Trixie for a walk?" I asked her. Trixie was our three month old golden retriever puppy, and as much as I loved music, I found award shows boring to watch. They were too long.
Mom looked hesitant. "It's late, honey."
"It's hardly dark out, I'll be fine. Besides, it's summer, I don't have to worry about school in the morning," I replied.
Mom sighed. "Alright. But don't be long."
I nodded and went to get Trixie ready. "Come on, Trixie, walk time!"
She yapped happily and trotted over to me so I could slip her collar over her neck. On my way to the door, I stopped at the living room doorway. "Aaron, wanna come?"
"Not really," he replied from the chair.
"Please, it'll be fun!"
"No thanks, Bree."
"Aarooooooon," I whined. "Please? We can have sibling bonding time!"
"We're already as close as siblings can get," he sighed.
"Aaron!" I pouted.
He sighed in frustration and stood up, stalking past me out the door. "God, fine!"
I clapped my hands and walked out after him with Trixie. "Yay!"
"Where are we even going?" Aaron complained, fifteen minutes into the walk.
I sighed. "We're walking to the park like we usually do. Jeez, what's up with you?"
"I didn't want to come, I was watching the Grammy's with dad!"
"Then why did you come?"
He stared at me like I had two heads. "You're kidding, right? You were begging me to come! Your puppy dog eyes get everybody. Jeez, you're like dad."
I laughed. "One of the many things I inherited from him."
I had blonde hair like my dad, and I looked like him, but I had my mom's eyes. Aaron also had blonde hair, but he had my dad's eyes. We weren't identical twins, but we looked enough alike that people could tell we were twins.
"I didn't want to come out here alone, it's creepy at night," I told Aaron.
He kicked a stone on the sidewalk. "Coming from Little Miss Tough over here."
"Hey, you know I'm exactly like dad. Tough, but gets scared at the littlest things," I protested.
Aaron laughed. "Uh huh."
We reached the park and I took Trixie inside of the fenced dog run. I unhooked her leash and she started running around happily, so I left and closed the gate. Aaron and I went over to the tire swing, where I sat down and he started pushing me. We always used to do this when we were little. It was one of our many "twin traditions."
After then minutes of pushing, I heard a crack from behind me. "Aaron, knock it off."
"I didn't do anything," he replied.
"Then what was that crack?"
"I didn't hear a crack, Bree," he replied. "You're losing it."
"I am not," I said. "I swear I heard something."
I shook it off, but two minutes later, I heard it again, louder this time. Aaron must have heard it this time, because he grabbed the swing to stop it and I jumped off.
"Still think I'm losing it?" I asked him quietly.
"Nope," he replied as he moved a little in front of me. I rolled my eyes. Over protective brothers. Pfft.
"What is it?" I whispered. I'll admit, I was scared. At least I can pull off my dad's girly shriek, with me being a girl and all.
"I don't know but let's get out of here. Go to the gate, I'll grab Trixie." Aaron ran to the dog run, while I went to the gate.
Suddenly, I felt someone grab me around the waist roughly.
"Aaron!" I screamed. My attacker threw their hand over my mouth so my screams were muffled.
My brother whipped around and when he saw me, his eyes widened. "Aubree!" He had taken two steps towards me when someone else grabbed him. It was too dark now to see who it was. "No!" He struggled, just like I was doing, but we weren't getting anywhere. Trixie was yapping madly and scratching at the gate in the dog run.
The person holding Aaron threw him to the ground, and he remained motionless.
I felt myself being shoved, and the last thing I saw was Aaron being thrown over a shoulder before I blacked out.
A/N: Oooo, suspense! Hope you guys liked it, and now you know why agents in the BAU are going to be involved, and the police. What will Austin & Ally do? Where are the kids? Well, guess you have to review if you want another chapter! :)
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