Disclaimer: I do not own Emmerdale or anything to do with Emmerdale, it all belongs to ITV.

Hey guys :) so I've come home from college just to write this chapter, so you best be pleased! ;)

Molly: I know you said you love the cliff hangers :) I was just checking everyone else did, I didn't realise how many I did!

Anyway! :) enjoy guys!

Come Find Me...

Chapter 3

Everywhere was dark. The air smelt musty and seemed to hang heavy in the stuffy old farm house. The floor was dusty with the occasional scattering of straw. It had been a long time since the house had been used for anything, the farmers who lived their having moved on a long time ago, this meant that the small stone house had begun to fall into disrepair.

Most of the furniture had long since been ransacked, and most of the windows were broken and boarded up.

Upstairs, Ross was just beginning to stir. He had once again been knocked out and left to an uneasy sleep. His family had plagued his dreams, turning them into nightmares. He hadn't even contemplated his own fate, the thought was too terrifying. What if they didn't stop with him? What if they went after his family as well? Ross was pretty sure the group didn't mess around like that. They had their man, what was the point in drawing attention to themselves. This was the thought that comforted Ross.

Ross's eyes felt sticky with sleep, he raised his head off the hard wood floor. His whole body ached. His head throbbed and his ribs burned under his skin, hinting that they may have been broken. Raising an arm to rub at his eyes, Ross noticed his right arm had been chained to an old pip running out of the wall. He was trapped here.

The door to the room slowly creaked open revealing a dark silhouette in the doorway.

"Good. Your awake. It's about time I got my answers."

Ross gulped as the man silently shut the door behind him.

Pete's neck ached. He had fell asleep in a funny position on the sofa. He'd been up looking at missing persons sites long into the night, far after Finn had gone upstairs to bed. He had to find his brother.

"You stayed up all night?" Finn questioned him, rubbing his eyes as he walked into the room and giving Pete a funny look.

"Not all of it, but most of it." Pete answered, reaching for his lap top again.

"You need a break Pete..."

"NO!" Pete growled in Finn's direction, causing the young Barton to take a step back. "I've let him down too many times, but I wont this time."

"You know what Ross is like if he doesn't want to be found Pete" Finn reasoned.

"And why doesn't he want to be found Finn? Because of me!" Pete put his head in his hands. "I've lost my whole family. Mum, dad, you and Debbie... I've got to put things right."

"You've not lost me" Finn said softly. "I think your an idiot, but you've not lost me."

Finn sat himself down on the sofa beside his older brother. "Now then, let's bring Ross home."

He knew who the man was. A drug dealer. He'd done a job with him a long time ago and it had gone wrong. Well, Ross had caused it to go wrong. He had thought he could out smart them, run from them forever. But they had found him.

"WHERE IS MY MONEY" The man screamed, Davis was his name. He bought back his foot and kicked Ross sharply in the stomach... again.

"I...I.. D...d...don't.. know!" Ross panted back. His face was bleeding. His nose was pouring blood and their was a cut in his eye brow, the blood slowly seeping into his eye.

"DONT LIE TO ME BOY" Davis yelled back, stamping down on Ross's chest. Ross choked out, completely winded.

"I spent it okay" Ross choked out breathlessly. "Kill me. I cant pay you back."

Davis knelt down to Ross's level. "You think it's that easy? That I can just kill you and this whole thing will be over?"

Ross looked back blankly while Davis through his head back and laughed. "I took you in Ross. I gave you a place to stay when no one else would, gave you a job, money and set you up for life. All I required was a small payback now and again. You let me down boy" Davis reached over and grabbed Ross by his collar.

"I let you outsmart me.. A stupid 19 year old boy!" Davis yelled. "6 years it took me to find you! Left London for Leeds, think the distance would keep us apart did you? Well I always get what I want!"

Davis roughly shoved Ross to the floor before standing up and going to leave.

"But if your not going to kill me, what are you going to do to me?" Ross questioned, fear in his dark eyes.

"Make no mistake young Ross, I will kill you" Davis turned round and fixed Ross with his sick grin. "But that doesn't mean I cant have some fun first.."

What did Ross do that was so bad? What did he do with the money?

Don't really know a lot of what Ross did in the four years he was missing from his family. I don't really know how old Ross is, so in this I'm going to make him about 25. :)