It wasn't unusual for Moby to go missing for hours at a time. After all he had ADHD. But to go missing for two days was a bit of a stretch and so Abel was worried.
"Grandma, did Moby call yet?" He asked leaning into the office.
"No baby, the boys are out looking for him, don't worry he'll turn up. Knowing Moby he's probably following something shiny on the back of a truck." Gemma said smiling trying to make him feel better.
Abel nodded and walked away. He wondered around trying to think of all the places Moby could have gotten off too. They'd had to retrieve Moby from the oddest places sometimes, but he'd always called once he realized he had no idea where he was.
Even Moby's dad Lowell was starting to get worried. Especially once he'd found out that Moby was not visiting his mother as he had thought. Abel tried not to think of all the trouble his friend could get into, but they kept popping in there. Frustrated, he headed to the roof, his dad had once told him that this is where he went to think. He sat down and sighed heavily. Removing a brick from the wall he ferreted out a pack of cigarettes he had stashed there. Lighting one up, he took a long drag and looked around. "Where the hell did you go Moby?" He said to himself out loud.
"Abel!"
Abel jumped up. "Moby?"
"Abel! Don't leave! I'm stuck!" Moby's muffled voice rang out.
Abel spun around trying to hear where his voice was coming from. "Where are you man?"
There was a pause then, "In the air duct."
Abel ran over and looked down, where there he found Moby. He had his legs across the wall so he didn't slide any further down. He was dirty and looked freaked out. Abel smiled in relief.
"Hang on man, I'll get some rope. Don't go anywhere!" Abel took off downstairs, hearing Moby say, " Where am I gonna go?"
He ran into the garage where his dad and the others were. "Where's the fire Abel?" Jax asked.
"I found Moby!" Abel answered grabbing rope.
They jumped up. "Where is he?" they asked.
"In the air duct on the roof." Abel said running back the way he came. Jax and the others followed.
Back on the roof, Abel ran to the duct and leaned in. "Hey Mobe, grab the rope I'ma pull you out ok?"
"Sure man why not?" Moby answered grabbing the rope.
Jax, Opie, Chibbs, and Abel began pulling Moby out. As he got to the top of the duct, Abel moved over and pulled him the rest of the way out. Moby flopped onto the roof and lay there catching his breath. Abel looked down at him and kicked him in the ass.
"Ow! What was that for?" Moby said glaring at him.
"For being so fucking retarded that you'd get stuck in a damn air duct that's what! Jeez you tard, you had everyone worried. We've been looking everywhere for you. Why didn't you call someone when you got stuck?" Abel questioned.
Moby stood on shaky legs. "I was going to, but when I pulled my phone out of my pocket I dropped it down the air duct. I shouted till I was hoarse."
Abel stood there glaring at him. "What possessed you to climb in the air duct?"
Moby shuffled his feet. "Well I was up dicking around up here and I looked down it and saw something shiny. I figured it wasn't that far so I shimmied down. As it turns out it was just a gum wrapper, anyways when I was coming back up I got stuck and I've been there since."
Jax, Opie, and Chibbs snorted and whacked him upside the head. "Lets go, you muppet, got to let everyone know you're alive." Chibbs said pulling him towards the door.
Abel stood and watched his best friend follow Chibbs and Opie back down the stairs. Abel looked at his dad and said, "I know we're crack babies and all, but sometimes I wonder how much his brains actually work."
Jax laughed. "Who the hell knows with that boy?"
