The Case of the Missing Friend

bardocksbabygirl

I do not own the Hardy boys or Nancy Drew.

Chapter 4

When Nancy woke, she was in a completely different room than she had been this morning. Looked around and took in her surroundings. She was in yet another room with no windows, just another mattress lying on the floor.

She shakily stood and made her way to what looked like a wooden not a metal door like the last one. This meant she was not in another warehouse, but possibly in a basement of a house.

She began screaming for help. She screamed till her voice was completely lost and even then she called for help in a weak voice barely louder than a whisper. She collapsed to the floor. She fell asleep in a heap a few feet away from the door.

~~~Later~~~

Nancy didn't know how long she had slept, but she knew that she had to find a way out of this room, or she may never get away from these people. What really confused her was why were they using her to get at the Hardy Boys? Why not Callie or Iola? They are their girlfriends.

Nancy was brought from her thoughts by some loud talking on the other side of the door. It was muffled, but she could make out what they one was saying. Apparently, he was talking on a phone.

~~~Outside Door~~~

"What are you getting at; we have done what you two told us to do?"

"Well, your other lady friend decided she wanted your precious little girl to get a little damaged so we were just helping her out on her request. The little brown haired girl is a little scary when she gets upset. When she says something goes, it goes."

Well, I don't care what you say; we are just doing what we are paid for."

"Yeah, I hear you no more funny business with the Drew girl. How much longer do you want us to keep her hidden, before you let her friends find her.?"

"Bye"

Nancy quickly slid over from the door as she heard the guy say goodbye. No sooner did she move that she heard keys jingling and the door unlocking.

She hoped to catch the guy off guard and hopefully make a run for it.

Peter opened the door and walked in Nancy shoved the door into him. She stunned him momentarily, but it was enough for to get a quick knee to his face. She didn't even wait to see if he fell to the floor, she just bolted for the stairs, but before she got very far a door at the top of the stairs opened.

The two guys grabbed Nancy and forced her back into the room. She was determined to not go down without a fight. She quickly freed her arm from one's man's grasp. And as fast as she could, she elbowed the one guy in his stomach. And punched the other guy in the face.

She turned to leave and came face to face with the fist of the guy she attacked and left on the floor of her cell. As the darkness began to take over, her thoughts turned to how close she was to getting away.

~~~~~A Week Later~~~~~

Frank has been moping in his room for the past couple of days. His thoughts can never seem to be of anything but of all the times he, Joe and Nancy had solved crimes. He was sad that someone would use her to get to him and his brother.

But I have learned something from all of this. I thought that I was in love with Callie, but I now know that I have just stayed with Callie because we have been together for so long. And that was the comfortable thing to do. But without me even knowing it Nancy had worked her way into my heart as more than a friend. He thought as he stared at the ceiling, a single tear falling from his eye and fell down his cheek.

And he has decided that when they have her back safe and sound he is going to let her know how he feels. And just hopes that she feels the same.

He was stirred from his thoughts by a knock on his. He knew this knock from anywhere it was the knock of his younger brother Joe.

"Come on Joe." As he watched his brother slowly poke his head through the opening of the door.

"I know you probably want to be alone. But I need to find out something!" said Joe as he sat on the edge of his brother's bed.

"What is that?" Questioned Frank.

"Well, I was wondering what are you going to do when we find her?"

"What do you mean?" as he sat up on his bed.

Joe stiffened, took a few deep breathes. Then he seemed to relax again.

"Well, you haven't spent five minutes with Callie since we found out Nan had been kidnapped! You just seem so sad. When Callie comes by, you don't even acknowledge that she is even alive." As he suddenly found his feet real interesting. "I guess I was really just wondering are you going to finally admit you have deeper feelings Nan than you do for Callie."

Joe turned to see his brother staring at him with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" stated Frank as he composed himself.

Sure! You don't Frank. I can tell you care for Nan. But I can also tell you that you don't want to let go of Callie. I don't know if it is because you two have been together for so long or what." Said Joe as he stood and made his way to his brother's door. "Don't get me wrong, I like Callie, but I think Nan is better suited for you.

Joe barely made it out of the room. As he shut the door, he heard a pillow hit the door on the other side.

He just hopes his brother makes up his mind. He smiled and made his way downstairs to get some of his aunt's cooking.

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