A\N I am soooooooo sorry for not updating. School started and I just got completely caught up and couldn't get on to sit and write. I hope you all still love me cause I love ya'll. Unless you give me flames. In which case I don't love you. Annnnyyyway!!

(Casey's point of view)

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Marti kidnapped? This couldn't be happening. I looked over at Derek and he actually had tears in his eyes. Derek…the heartless one…. was crying. We listened to how Marti was on her way out of school when just a few feet from where Nora should have been the kidnapper kidnapped her. Nora was extremely guilty since she had stopped to pick up some magazines instead of going straight there where Marti would have been safe. Nobody blamed her for this, except for herself. We went home since Nora and George decided Casey and I would need to be home. The whole ride home I kept sneaking glances at Derek who looked like he had seen a ghost. I felt so bad. I mean I was devastated so imagine what Derek felt.

(Derek's point of view)

The morning's events kept replaying in my mind. Casey was right. I should have been more brotherly towards Marti. I can't believe the last time I saw Marti she had a hurt expression. Because of me. When we got home I ran up to my room and collapsed onto my bed as I started bawling. I was never the one to sob let alone start bawling. I couldn't take it though. My little sister was gone. My best friend. My Smarti.

(Casey's point of view)

I saw Derek run up to his room and I followed him. I don't think he noticed when I opened the door. He was curled up in a ball crying as he held onto a picture of Marti and him at a hockey game that Derek won. Marti was the baby and Derek was the oldest so maybe that is where the connection came from. I knew Derek was taking it the hardest. He would probably seek revenge on whoever did this. I walked over and sat down and he seemed like he seriously couldn't care less who sat next to him. Unless it was Marti that is. I rubbed his back as he sobbed. Why did I rub his back? I have no idea. It was the only thing I could think of. Suddenly he turned over and fell into my arms which was weird considering he is a guy and bigger than me. But it wasn't a romantic feeling. It was more of a: I need you to hold me before I go crazy: kind of thing.

"I can't lose her Case."

"I know…We'll find her."

He looked at me in a way that would make Freddie Krueger cry.

"But what if we don't. What if my baby sister is gone? What if she is…dead."

"Honey don't talk like that."

(Derek's point of view)

Honey? Did she just call me honey? What the heck was up with that? I knew Casey was right but it still hurt. All of a sudden the phone rang. I ran to answer it.

"Hello?" I asked thinking it was Emily or something.

"If you ever want to see your little girl again, I suggest you and Casey Macdonald come to the alley way behind marty's school by 8 tonight."

"Wait…What?" I asked in disbelief.

"You heard me. Now I suggest you don't call the police or I will kill her."

And then the line went dead. Then it hit me. Which "she" was he talking about. Casey or Marty?

(Casey's point of view)

As Derek turned around he looked me straight in the eye. I knew he was very scared by the look in his eye.

"We have to go somewhere tonight?" He said as I stood in front of him.

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