A/N: Ok, so I don't own anything in Unnatural History but I do own this plot line! Oh, and a special thanks to Elsa9014 for the wonderful review! I'll try to keep writing! Gotta lot of time to do it! So, here's the next chapter…It may be short…

Chapter 3: Henry POV:

Jasper stared at me, looking at me like I was crazy. "Huh?' he said.

"You heard me! We. Find. Her." I exclaimed, annoyed with his stupidity.

"And how do you suppose we do that?" He asked, clearly irritated.

"Well, I don't know." I said sarcastically. "Do you think she could have given us any clue as to where she is in the text?"

"What? Oh…the exchange girl. Ok. So, what do we do? Just go up to her and say 'Hey! Where's Maggie?'" Jasper asked.

"Well, we do that, when there's no one else around. Unless you got a better idea." I replied, concern dripping from my voice.

"Ok, but we gotta tie her down so she can't get away."

I nodded my head as we made our way through the halls of Smithson High. I knew what the new girl looked like; she looked like the girl I caught in the DOUM rooms. Auburn hair, blue eyes, thin and graceful, and long, spidery fingers…oh, and she had a scar. Right under her right eye. I looked around the halls and found her by her locker. I confronted her saying "Remember me?"

She spun around and tried to punch me, but I easily caught it. I then twirled her around, keeping hold of her wrist, and whispered into her ear: "Don't try anything, or your arm won't be in its socket anymore…"

She nodded as I shoved her along. The halls where clear by now, so no one tried to stop us. In the DOUM rooms, I sat her in a chair as Jasper tied her up. Both of us were fine with missing classes if it depended on Maggie's safety.

I looked at her, a nice hard look at that, and she squirmed under my gaze. I then asked her, "Where is she?"

She looked at me with confusion and answered in a thick British accent, "Who?"

I sighed, exasperated with her already. "Maggie Winnock! One of the people the files were on that you tried to take!"

"B-b-but…how did you know that was me?"

I smiled deviously at her. "The scar gave you away."

She scowled, clearly unhappy that I was observant. "Now, where is Maggie?"

"What are yah going to do to me if I don't tell you?"

I turned to Jasper and nodded. He immediately got out his shocky pen, the one that electrocutes you. I fell for it once…*Shudders*

So, he took the pen and went up to her and promptly jabbed her shoulder with the shocky part. She screamed out in pain and said "Fine! Fine! I'll tell you! Don't do that!"

"Ok then. Let's try this one more time. Where. Is. Maggie?" I said with a steady, calm, but totally serious voice.

"She's been taken hostage…where my boss works. He…wants you three out of the way so he can take one of the artifacts. I have no clue which one though. But he's forced me into this. It's this or he'll kill my mom, his own wife!" By now the girl was crying, sobbing, and I could tell that she was speaking the truth.

"Shh…It's ok. We'll let you on your way. Just, be careful, ok? Maybe you might want to confront you father about that." I spoke reassuringly. She only nodded as we untied her and let her go, where she ran off, still crying.

"I can't help but think that her story might just possibly be a fake." Jasper spoke with a curious tone.

"No…that was the truth. I could tell because I couldn't hear her heart beating faster." I reassured him quickly.

He just shrugged his shoulders and said; "What now?"

"Well, we can either go through a whole day of boring classes or find out where her dad works."

Jasper's eyes widened. "Find Maggie. Definitely."

I nodded my head vigorously. "Where did she go…?"

Jasper looked at me with a confused expression. "She's kidnapped, Henry. Remember?"

I shook my head at this. Clearing my mind and telling Japer "That's not what I meant."

Jasper spoke in a defeated tone, "Oh…"

I looked at the door and walked outside, listening with my 'super hearing' as Jasper calls it. I heard soft whimpering to my right, so I turned. I walked silently down the hall with Jasper at my heels. Fortunately, he was being unusually silent today. I followed the sound until I came upon a locked door to an empty classroom.

I dug my hand into my pocket until my fingers grasped a lock pick. I took it out and picked the locker in under 5v seconds and turned to Jasper, who was smiling.

"What?" I asked.

He smiled bigger at this. "You set a new self-record."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

I slowly opened the door to the empty room only to find the British girl siting in the corner, crying. I went up to her cautiously and laid a hand on her shoulder, to which she yelled "Go away!" But on the end, her voice cracked.

"Look," I stated. "We're sorry, but we need to find out where Maggie is."

And at that Jasper butted in saying, "Yeah, can you, like, give us an address, or a building name…?"

She looked up at us and said "The old abandoned warehouse, down on Helpson Road. Now can you please, just go away?" She looked broken.

We nodded and left the room. The old warehouse. I remember hearing about that. But why there? And then I remembered. It was supposedly radioactive. Apparently not anymore.

Jasper was looking down at the floor as we walked. "We need to help her. You know? With this problem. She might not like it, but we need to save her and her mom from her dad." He spoke with concern.

I nodded my head, thinking that we were going to do that without having to talk about it. "Of course, Jasper." I said with my usual voice, soft.

I turned to him. "Come on. We got to go to the warehouse. We need to save Maggie."

He nodded his head, his eyes clouded with worry, probably reflecting mine. His brown eyes turned to my hazel ones. "What if she's not there?"

I shook my head. "Don't think like that. We have got to think positive. We're going to save her, even if it costs us a priceless artifact."

Jasper looked at me. "You sure?"

"Positive."