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A/N: Sorry it's been so long. I've been working really hard in school and had a writer's block every few days, so I had to take a little break and come back to it. Some POV's might be short, so sorry about that one. Thanks so much for reading! :)


Alex POV

I woke up several times during the night because of dreams about the men that kidnapped me. They weren't vivid enough to help me remember anything but they were detailed enough to scare me. This time I woke up screaming, but I thought no one heard me.

I sat in bed and played with several strands of my hair, realizing I still needed to shower but I didn't smell.

Several tears streamed down my face and I realized just how frightening of an experience I had just been through. There were footsteps outside my door but I thought nothing of it until the door opened a crack.

I pulled my covers up to my chest and waited for the person to come in.

Nate peeked his head through the door and saw I was awake. I smiled at him.

"You okay? I heard screaming," he said.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a dream," I explained.

He nodded and stepped all the way in the room, walking so he was standing at the foot of the bed.

"So you really don't remember anything?" he asked, scratching his head and yawning.

I shrugged and shook my head. My stomach made a loud rumbling noise and I blushed, thanking the fact that it was too dark in the room to see the reddish color of my cheeks.

Nate laughed and asked if I was hungry. I nodded and he gestured to the door saying, "Come on, I'll show you where the kitchen is."

I brushed the comforter and sheets of my legs and realized a brace was around my ankle. I looked at it for a while then hopped slowly out of bed, following Nate out the door.

He led me through a long carpeted hallway and helped me down the stairs, also covered in carpet. I kept one hand on the railing and another around his neck for support. When we reached the bottom, he led me through what I assumed to be their dining room, which was decorated with several pictures of the family and an antique table and chairs, into a large kitchen. There was a walk-in pantry and huge fridge, probably because of the three teenage boys, a growing boy, and two adults.

Nate opened the pantry and asked, "Anything look good?"

I thought everything looked good, but I wasn't sure about one thing. "What if I have allergies?" I asked.

"Well, what if? I guess we'll never know until you try," Nate chuckled.

I laughed and slapped his arm, reaching into the pantry and grabbing an apple and some cereal. We sat down at the kitchen counter and he asked me all these questions that I couldn't answer, and I asked him all these questions that were easy for him.

"So where do you work?" I asked, sipping some orange juice and taking a bite of my apple.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I don't really work. Shane, Jason and I are part of a band," he explained.

I nodded and simply replied, "That's cool."

He chuckled and rested his head on his hands. The clock on the microwave read 4 AM, but I probably wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

"Do you have anything else to do?" I asked him, while taking the bowl and apple core to the sink, "Because I'm not that tired anymore."

He thought for a moment and hopped off of his chair, telling me to follow him. He led me down another flight of stairs and into his basement. I stared up at the huge flat screen television that was against the wall.

"We could watch a movie," Nate suggested.

I nodded and walked over to the huge black leather couch and sat down on the incredibly comfortable surface. I found a blanket and wrapped it around myself, waiting for Nate to sit down too.

We had flipped through all the channels but nothing was on, so he decided to order some chic flick that he probably thought I'd like. For the beginning, I laughed at all the scenes that another girl might cry at, wondering if that's how I'd always been.

I guess I fell asleep after the first hour though, because I don't remember anything after that.

Nate POV

She sat down on the couch and invited me to join her. I was a bit tired, but not enough to fall asleep. Apparently she was though, because about an hour into the movie, she was out. I couldn't blame her, my mom's old movies would put anyone to sleep.

I drifted off several times too, after I turned off the television. I woke up once with her leaning against me, her head on my shoulder and her arm lazily thrown across my chest. Something about her touch sent feelings through me that I had never felt before. I felt my heart beat so hard I was surprised she didn't wake up because of it, and a tingling sensation that was close to an electric shock. But it felt amazing. So I didn't dare move and ruin the moment that might never happen again.

It became lighter out, and I woke up again. Shane's noisy footsteps down into the basement were the cause. I looked up when he entered the room.

He noticed her and he smiled, gave me a thumbs up, and mouthed 'nice' to me. I rolled my eyes and sat up straight… a little too fast. The girl I had just met but felt like I could never let go of sat up instantly.

She rubbed her eyes and scratched her head, adjusting to the lighter environment. She looked a bit startled when she noticed Shane and I, but then subtly nodded to herself and subtly muttered something like, "Oh, right," under her breath before tucking her uninjured leg under herself. She was still wrapped in the blanket my grandma had knitted.

"Morning," Shane waved, tried to hold back a huge smile, but failing horribly at it. He waggled his eyebrows at me. I pretended not to notice.

She looked a bit confused and seemed to wonder why he was smiling. I hoped she wouldn't figure it out.

Clearing my throat, I jumped up and grabbed the remote off the coffee table, switching on the television.

Shane smiled even wider, almost deviously, and plopped down in between both of us.

"So, what'd you guys do last night?" he asked us, looking at her.

She shifted and said, "I don't really remember too well. We watched a movie for a while, because I couldn't sleep. He was just helping me out." She looked over at me and smiled, and I felt my heart skip a beat. How could a girl do that to me?

I grinned and sat back, a little more relaxed. Until Shane fake-yawned and stretched both of his arms out, behind both me and her.

Was he expecting her to fall for him? Oh well. She gave him this glare that would scare the crap out of anyone and he moved his arm, placing it in his lap.

I tried not to laugh, but a guffaw had burst out and she giggled a little too, patting Shane's shoulder.

We all looked to the stairs when we heard small footsteps rushing down the stairs. Frankie jumped from the second to last step and ran over to us.

"Mom wants to talk to you," he said, pointing at her.

She nodded and stood up, removing the blanket and handing it to me. She winked and walked upstairs, holding Frankie's hand as if he were her little brother.

Shane scooted closer and elbowed me in the side. "So dude, mind pointing me in the direction of the woods where you found her? If there are any more where she came from, I am so going to look."

I rolled my eyes again and turned my attention to the television. It was pretty easy to ignore Shane. Even on his more obnoxious days it was easy to tune him out.

After a few minutes, he asked, "So you gonna tell her we're famous or what?"

All the random questions were getting on my nerves. I shrugged and said, "Maybe."

Wow, for a family of stars, we have pretty uneventful conversations.

Alex POV

Rebecca told me she would take me out today to buy a couple outfits just in case I was staying with the Gray family for a while.

She also said she'd need a picture of me to send to the police department so they could look in their missing persons database and see if I was there. But she said it could take up to three or four weeks for someone to find out who I was and maybe even longer for me to remember everything.

So I would be here for a while, which I was cool with. Nate was a sweetheart which made Shane's… attitude… more bearable. Don't get me wrong, I like the guy. I just don't know him well enough yet to understand what goes on inside of his head.

It was lucky, too, because Mrs. Gray was only a size larger than I was, and she had nice clothing choice, so I was able to wear a blue sweater and dark-wash jeans to the mall. She had the same shoe size so I wore some black flats as well.

After we found a few outfits, we sat down for lunch in the food court. We both had burgers.

"Thanks so much for doing this, Rebecca. I mean, you barely even know me… and I don't know who I am… and you're doing all this for me."

She shook her head, "Sweetie, it's alright. I'm sure your family would do the same. You know, they raised a lovely girl. They're lucky to have you. I always wanted a little girl but ended up with four boys." We both laughed and ate silently.

Mrs. Gray looked up from her burger and said, "Oh, God, napkins! I forgot. I'll be right back."

I nodded and took another bite. I wanted so badly to remember… my name at the least.

I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I put the burger down and looked up to see a group of three boys, one with dark brown hair and amazingly good looks. The two boys behind him had similar straight hair, one black haired and one blond.

"Can I help you?" I smiled, a little too fakely.

He nodded. "We just saw you were sittin' alone and wondered if you wanted to join us." The two boys behind him nodded. Wow, they were like mimes. Strange.

"No, I'm with someone."

His face fell for a second before it became a smile again. He probably thought I didn't notice. "You could ditch them?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you could get the chance to know the man of your dreams," he smirked.

I smiled as politely as I could and in the sweetest voice I could muster, answered, "Okay, I'd love to. Just let me know when you find him."

The dark haired boy frowned. I turned back to my food and could hear the snickering coming from the two boys behind me.

"Shut up," he said angrily.

"Oh come on, Chris," one of the boys said, "You're just mad because she's the first girl to reject you."

Chris sniffled and stated matter-of-factly, "She'll come around."

I giggled a bit louder than necessary at his assumption. I didn't really think we'd be seeing each other too often anyways.

Mitchie POV

It had been a week and two days since Alex went missing. I was so afraid that something had happened to her that it was difficult to eat. I'd been spending the nights at her house. Both for my comfort and for her parents, and of course her brothers.

It was hard for all of us, obviously. We couldn't understand what might have happened to her. But something kept me going, made it easier to cope. I had a feeling, deep down, that she was still alive – just… not here. But somewhere.

No, if she were… if I dare say it, gone, then I would feel total emptiness. I don't know how this feeling works, I just know that she's still out there.

She just needs someone to find her.

Really Quick A/N: Thank you all soooo much for all the reviews and comments. You really have no idea how awesome they are to read and know that you all actually like it ;-) Anyways, I'm working on the next chapter. This week will busy so it might be up in a few days. Thanks again, you all rock!! :D