Super sorry about the delay. Please keep in mind this is not a sequel to Missing. This is just another kidnapping story I thought of. No way related to Missing. Please review. Please please review. Thanks.

Chapter 2

Jake sighed as he continued to flip through the channels. There was nothing on in this godforsaken town. Ever. It was only thirty miles away from Chicago. Why didn't it get the same reception? Kate poked her head into the TV room.

"Jake, after dinner I want to talk to you," said Kate. Jake turned to look at his mother.

"About what?" asked Jake, turning off the TV.

"The attack," replied Kate. Jake cringed as he thought back to the first week of school. It was Friday. Jake had stayed behind to help a friend set up for some freshman mixer. Jake had decided to walk home since his high school wasn't that far from his house. A few blocks away a rival skater who was competing with Jake for a sponsorship jumped out of the bushes and stabbed him in the stomach. Luckily a cop had just been turning around a corner and had seen the whole thing. The attacker fled but Jake had gotten medical attention right away. The wound had been deep and Jake needed extensive surgery to clean out his stomach and close up the wound. He also lost his pancreas and one of his kidneys. It took three operations to fix him up. Jake lost the sponsorship and a possible successful future in skating and Tom decided that the town was too unsafe for his family and looked for work elsewhere. Jake blamed himself for the family having to move to this awful town.

"Why do we need to talk about that?" asked Jake, groaning.

"It's for my book. That was a stressful time for us. Plus it will be sweet to explain how Mike was always there to take care of you. More then I was," explained Kate. Jake nodded. Mike had been really good to him. Feeding him when he was too weak to move. Washing him so he could at least be clean. Jake owed Mike big time.

"Yeah sure. We can talk after dinner," said Jake.

"Good. Now go find your brother. He's running late. Gunnar might be giving him a hard time," ordered Kate. Jake nodded and went to go put on his jacket. This wasn't the first time Jake had to rescue Mike from Gunnar. If Gunnar decided to chase something he thought looked interesting he could easily overpower Mike.

Jake walked Mike's route, calling out his name. Gunnar may have pulled him down another street. Jake saw Nick Addison taking out the trash.

"Hey, Nick, have you seen Mike recently?" asked Jake, walking up to Nick.

"He walked past the house like twenty minutes ago with your dog. He can't be far," replied Nick. "He was heading that way." Nick pointed down the street towards Vining. Jake thanked Nick and continued his search for his brother. He started to get nervous when Mike continued not to answer him. How far could he have gone? Jake quickly walked down Vining and turned onto Maple. He could see an animal lying on the side of the road towards the end of street. As he got closer, Jake instantly recognized Gunnar's leash.

"Oh my God," exclaimed Jake. Gunnar was lying on the ground, whimpering and bleeding from the leg. Mike was nowhere to be found. Jake had seen plenty of crime shows to know Gunnar had been shot. And it was possible that Mike had been kidnapped. Jake usually wasn't paranoid but a situation like this called for paranoia. Jake carefully picked up Gunnar and carried him back to the house. Kate shrieked in surprise when she saw Jake holding the injured dog. Jake explained what he had found and Kate rushed over to the phone to call 911. Jake left Gunnar in the care of Charlie and Lorraine without saying anything else, went back outside to keep looking for his brother.

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Chief of Police David Addison groaned as he took a sip of cold, stale coffee.

"Ok, who forgot to refresh the coffee?" demanded David, shouting down the halls of the Serenity Police Station.

"It was probably Otis," replied David's personal assistant and station mother, Denise. She stepped out of her office and pointed toward Deputy Otis Martin's door.

"Otis has been on patrol since six. I think it was Daisy. It usually is her," explained David, returning to his office. David sat down at his desk and cast a sour glance at all the unfinished reports on his desk. There had been some serious cases of vandalism recently. Some of the citizens were in an uproar about it. David sighed as his phone rang. Probably Otis reporting another act of vandalism.

"Addison here," said David answering.

"So can I expect not to see you at dinner?" asked the caller. David let out a small chuckle. Sydney. His rock and support system. He'd be lost without her.

"Hi, honey. I don't know. I have some wild and destructive vandals on the loose," explained David.

"Well we're having spaghetti and steak strips tonight and I know how much you love that. I have four voraciously hungry boys to feed and their won't be anything left at the end," replied Sydney. David sighed. Sydney sometimes got tired of David pulling all nighters and she got really tried of having to manage four boys all by herself.

"I'll try to get there. I promise," assured David.

"Ok. That's all I ask," said Sydney. David smiled.

"So anything going on?" asked David.

"Oliver won the science fair today. His three months of hard work paid off," answered Sydney.

"Good for him. I'll have to take him out to celebrate this week," said David.

"I'll tell him. You'll have to make good on your word," warned Sydney.

"I know." Denise poked her head into her boss's office.

"Upstairs bathroom is flooding again," explained Denise. David groaned. If it wasn't one thing it was another.

"Have Daisy take care of it. Payback for not making a fresh pot of coffee," ordered David. Denise snickered and walked off. Sydney chuckled on the other end of the line.

"Well, in the future I'll make sure there's a fresh pot of coffee every morning," mumbled Sydney. David looked up as one of his best officers, Mick Dunway, poked his head into David's office.

"Um, Chief, we just got a call about a missing persons' report," explained Mick. David raised an eyebrow.

"Who's missing?" asked David.

"Um, kids name is Mike Baker. His mother called and said he was last seen leaving to walk his dog. The dog was found lying on the side of the road with an injured leg," answered Mick. David tapped his fingers on his desk. He felt a sick feeling starting to build up in the pit of his stomach. This couldn't be good.

"I'll have to call you back, honey," said David to Sydney.

"Is everything alright?" asked Sydney, worry clearly evident in her voice.

"Fine. I just need to check something out," explained David.

"OK. Hope to see you tonight," pleaded Sydney.

"I'll try my best. I have to go," replied David. "Bye." He hung up.

"OK. Let's go. Let's hope this is just some weird misunderstanding," hoped David. As he and Mick headed towards their respective cars, David couldn't help but keep repeating one word over and over again in his head. Kidnapping.