So, I ship Tom & Sierra so much. So don't judge me. At all.

Tom Keller was a relatively honest person. Especially to his son. He never lied to his co-workers, to his deputies, to his friends and to Kevin. And Tom felt strange lying to Kevin about what he was doing five hours away from Riverdale. He told him that he was investigating a murder. But the truth was that he was spending a couple of weeks with his secret girlfriend. Mayor McCoy. She had told the citizens of Riverdale that she was going to visit her sick mother in New York. But in reality, the two of them were staying in a romantic hotel in Centerville, getting the romance that the two thought that they deserved.

But, for some reason. There was a pit in the sheriff's stomach. Like something was wrong. He was sitting in the hot tub of the hotel, which was filled with romantic rose petals, just staring down and thinking. Sierra came up from under the hot water, trying to act sexy in front of the sheriff. But he wasn't looking at her or noticing her with her long hair down from the water. Sierra swam over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tommy." she called with a smile. "Are you okay?"

Tom looked over at her and he faked a smile, putting his hands on her waist. "I'm fine." he said. "Come here."

Tom lean in to kiss her, but Sierra pulled back. "Something's bothering you. What is it?"

Tom sighed and nodded. "I'm sorry. It's just... something doesn't feel right with me."

"Is this about Kevin?"

"Josie calls you whenever you leave town right?" Tom asked.

Sierra nodded. "She calls me every night when she goes to sleep and when I wake up."

"That's what I mean. I think Kevin's mad at me for leaving. I mean... I promised him that I would go to his wrestling match this time. And I've missed all of them since the season started." Tom sighed and let Sierra's perfectly shaped waist go. "He always calls me after. Maybe he's angry with me that I left. Or maybe he know's I lied. I mean... Kevin's a smart kid and he's-"

"Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom." Sierra said, laughing at his panic. "Tom, calm down. Kevin is a young teenage boy. Maybe he just went out with his wrestling friends. Or maybe he just passed out without calling you? I don't freak out when Josie doesn't call when I leave. Well... not all the time. You're just worrying too much Tommy."

Keller shook his head and moved over out of the water. He got out and wrapped the red towel, that the hotel provided, and looked down at Sierra. "I'm sorry Sierra. I know that I promised that it would just be you and me."

"It's fine Tom." she said, moving over and kissing him. Tom kissed her back. "Call him. Make sure that he's fine."

Tom smiled and nodded. He walked over to the little table where their towels, phones and key cards laid. Tom took out his phone and he opened it. He frowned from disappointment that his son hadn't called him yet or even gave him a text. "No calls?" Sierra called over, wiping her wet hair away from her face.

"No." Tom said, dialing his son's number. "Please pick up son. Come on."

Moose stopped speaking as soon as the phone in his hand started to vibrate and ring with Kevin's favorite song again. Everyone around him froze... looking over at the cell phone in Moose's right hand. Moose raised the phone and looked at the caller ID. "Oh my God." he gasped.

"Who is it?" Veronica asked. "Who's calling?"

Moose looked up and gasped a bit. "It's... it's Sheriff Keller."

"Shit." Reggie yelled, snatching the phone from Moose and looking at it. "What the hell are we supposed to do?"

"Well don't answer it." Veronica said, looking at Archie.

"If we don't answer the phone, then Sheriff Keller will just get more worried." Chuck added.

"Then what do we do?" Moose asked. He looked over at saw Reggie press the answer button. "Reggie what the hell are you-"

Veronica slapped a hand over his mouth, silencing him as everyone went dead silent. Reggie put the phone on silent. "Hello Sheriff Keller." Reggie said with a fake smile.

"Who is this?" the father said, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"This is Reggie. Reggie Mantle." Reggie responded.

"I called my son." Tom said with anger. "Why are you answer my son's phone?"

"Oh! He's um... he's in bed right now." Reggie said, quickly. Archie face palmed himself and Moose rolled his eyes as Veronica removed her hand from his mouth.

"Bed? Are you in my house?!"

"Yes. Kevin invited us over. After the wrestling team won, he invited over me, Chuck, Moose, Archie and Veronica." Reggie said, looking for help. "And he um... he got hurt during the wrestling match."

Veronica smiled, thinking the story was checking out nicely and she gave Reggie a thumbs up from her perfectly soft hand, before pulling out her phone to text her friends from Greendale. Archie just nodded along with her. "Hurt?" Tom asked, worry getting in his voice. "Is he hurt badly? What happened to him?"

"Nothing too bad." Chuck added in. "He just slammed a little too hard. Said that his arm hurt a bit and that he was tired. He probably just landed long."

"Well can you... can you boys tell me that he's okay?" Keller asked.

"He's fine sheriff. We're just getting ready to leave since Moose helped put him in bed."

Tom stopped responding after a few moments and they all heard him breath angrily through his nose. "Okay... okay, okay, okay. Thank you so much. Please tell Kevin that I'll call him in the morning okay?"

"Of course Mr. Keller." Chuck said.

Reggie watched as Keller hung up and they all breathed a sigh of relief. "Well that's going to work for a couple hours!" Moose yelled. "Kevin's not here. What will happen when he calls back tomorrow morning and one of us answers again? He'll be suspicious."

"Then we'll find Kevin before then." Archie said. "Ronnie, do me a favor and head home. Call Betty, see if she might know anything."

"What are you boys going to do?" she asked.

"I have an idea." Archie said. "Moose, guess that we're going to Greendale."

Moose nodded. He led the boys to his car. Reggie and Chuck sat in the back while Archie sat in the passenger seat. "Call us if you get anything." Archie said as Moose started to drive off.

"Okay Andrews, what's you're plan?" Chuck asked.

"I have a gun." Archie said.

Moose looked over at Archie with a dumbfounded look on his face. "Why the hell do you have a gun Andrews?" he asked.

"Because I'm overprotective for the one's I care about and my Uncle Oscar got it for me before he passed." Archie explained. "I stashed it near the border of Riverdale and Greendale. I just need to get it and then if we see this Ariel punk, we'll threaten with it. Speaking of which, what does this punk even look like?"

"Hot pink hair." Chuck described. "Black eyes, skin like Moose's."

"Looks like an asshole." Moose added, continuing to drive. "I swear to God if he hurt Kevin I will kill him."

"We'll kill him together if he lays a hand on Kevin." Archie added. He let out a sigh and he looked over at Reggie and Chuck. "God... just when things in Riverdale were getting normal."

"I feel like if you live here, then you're in danger of someone or something coming after you." Reggie said.

Moose kept his eyes on the road, his fists gripping the steering wheel. All he could think about was Kevin and how he might be hurt right now.

Sheriff Keller looked down at his phone in confusion. He bit his lip and put the phone down. "So..." Sierra called. "What did he say?"

"He couldn't say anything to me." Tom said, setting his phone down and taking a seat in one of the lounge chairs. "Reggie Mantle answered. He said that Kevin hurt himself during wrestling today and passed out in bed."

"Well that's kind of vague now isn't it?" Sierra said, getting up out of the tub and getting her own towel. "Are you sure that they didn't say anything else?"

"No." Tom said, allowing Sierra to sit on his lap and rub the back of his neck. "It's just... something doesn't feel right. It just... it sounded like they were hiding something. What if Kevin just told them to lie because he didn't want to talk to me?"

"Well... maybe he just thinks that you're hovering. Give him time. You said you'll call him back in the morning. So then maybe you'll be able to ask him what's wrong." she said. "Now how about... you and I head back to the hotel room, order some room service and just relax. Forget about our children for a just a few minutes."

Tom smiled and leaned forward and kissed Sierra. He might have been showing his love to her right now, but his thoughts were on his son.

Ariel closed his last textbook with and aggravated sigh. He hadn't expected to get a lot of homework that night because of his wrestling match. Yet his teachers still want to bitch to him about handing him thousands of pages worth of homework. Ariel put away his last geometry assignment and he started to put all of his work away. He had been looking forward to making Kevin pay that night, but he needed to act as if everything was normal. Ariel swung his bag over his shoulder and walked back up the stairs to his own bedroom.

He threw his bag inside the averagely message bedroom and he went inside his closet. Ariel undressed from his kidnapping clothes and put on his usual pajamas. No top and a pair of red sweatpants. Ariel sat down in his vanity mirror and he looked at the fading in his dyed hair. Ariel grabbed his comb and brushed his hair out to put it in a man bun. Ariel then removed his contacts and put on his thin black rimmed glasses. Not a lot people knew that he wore glasses. He kept them a secret because he didn't want people to press him about his fucked up vision.

Ariel stood back up and grabbed the pack of matches from his jeans and the book that he was recently reading. He wasn't going to hurt Kevin. Not yet at least. But he would be hurt. He would be hurt. But time just needed to pass. Ariel walked back down the hall and walked over to the bedroom where Kevin should be sleeping. He pulled out the key that he used to lock the door. Yes, Ariel used a key. That's how you knew how old the house was. Ariel unlocked the door and looked inside. The light was still off and Kevin was still laying in the bed, tied tightly with silver reflective tape. But he was sleeping. Ariel smiled. He probably passed out because the drug was in his system or he was on the verge of panicking from being attacked.

Ariel walked inside the room and set the down the book on the nightstand. He didn't bother to turn on the lamp, so he just re-lit the candle. The wax would be hot momentarily. Ariel blew out the tiny flame in his fingers and looked down at Kevin. His breathing was a bit raggedy because of the thick layers of tape covering his mouth. Ariel pulled back the covers for a moment, checking Kevin's wrists and ankles for any cutting in or red skin. He sighed in relief for the fact that Kevin's skin wasn't reddening dangerously or the tape was cutting into his skin. Ariel pulled the covers back over Kevin and he took a seat on the velvet chair that was really there for decoration and luggage. It wasn't comfortable, but it was a chair. Ariel took the book from off the nightstand and slowly began to read from where he left off. The seconds turned to minutes and Ariel could hear the stirring and shifting in the blankets.

He looked up and Kevin's disoriented eyes were open. He was looking around everywhere, probably still thinking and praying that this was still a dream. But it wasn't. Ariel put the book down and walked over Kevin. "You awake buttercup?" Ariel asked, moving over and grabbing Kevin's shoulder.

Kevin muffled into his tape when he was sat up by his kidnapper. Kevin pulled at his wrists again, put there was no avail to get them loose. "Now don't worry snowflake." Ariel said. "But what I have for will be better than coffee."

Ariel laid Kevin down on his back and held him down by his neck. Kevin fought and muffled hard against the tape. Ariel moved over and grabbed the lit candle and blew it out. He held it over Kevin. Kevin's eyes widened and shook his head around, screaming no. Ariel poured the hot wax on Kevin's bare stomach. Kevin screamed loudly as it seemed into his skin and burned him. Hot tears rushed down Kevin's face. Ariel laughed. "You like that?" he asked. "Huh? Maybe I should give you more?"

Ariel poured a large glob of the wax onto the Kevin's shoulder and Kevin jerked up in pain. The hot wax splattered farther onto Kevin's shoulder and dripped down to his elbow despite his restrained hands and elbows. Ariel laughed loudly again as he saw Kevin's skin start to bubble. "Embarrassing me? Several times right Kev? Several!" Ariel poured more hot wax into Kevin's belly button and letting it overflow and burn the skin.

Kevin yelled hard a stop into his tape as his face became red from tears and pain. Ariel pressed harder on Kevin's neck, pinning down down. Light brown wax started to stain the white comforter as it dripped from the candle's glass holder and Kevin's body. "You should do me a favor and close your right eye." Ariel said. "Do it. And do it now. Before I do this with your eyes open."

Kevin swallowed the bile rising in his throat and did what he told. He closed his right eye as multiple tears fell from both eyes. Ariel smiled and raised the glass again. He poured more wax onto Kevin's closed eyes. Kevin screamed loudly, his mouth opening loud enough so that tape started to fall off his cheeks and lips. The wax dripped from Kevin's eye to his cheek and the falling tape over his mouth. "That's for the eye you bruised freshman year." Ariel yelled, slamming the candle back down onto the night. Wax splattered over onto his arm, but he didn't care about the small burn that he would receive. "You like cinnamon buns Kevin? Thought you might. Smells good on you."

Ariel unwrapped the tape that Kevin had practically yelled off. Kevin coughed it out and released a few dropped of the bile that had rose in his throat from his torture. Kevin shook off the wax on his eye that dried, but left a nasty burn on his eye. It was bubble up by tomorrow. Ariel got off of Kevin and went back over to his chair.