A/N High School Musical Settings and Characters all belong to Kenny Ortega and Disney. Any original characters and this story are copyright © 2011-2018 to Hopelessromanticgurl, all rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the author.

A/N Camp Rock Settings and Characters all belong to Matthew Diamond and the Disney. Any original characters and this story are copyright © 2011-2018 to Hopelessromanticgurl, all rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the author.

I'm out of town so I'm posting early this week. All furture updates will be Sunday morning.

Suddenly they pulled into a campground.

"Camp Rock? You're going to hide me at Camp Rock?" Gabriella asked. "Brown owns this place. He knows you aren't supposed to have me."

"Don't get your hopes up. This isn't Camp Rock, it's better."

Gabriella gasped. "Camp Star."

"You got it. It's where we met again, and it's where we're going to start our lives together." Axel smiled.

"We can't live here."

"Why not?" Maria asked. "They have everything we need to survive."

Gabriella sighed. She didn't like this, but she didn't know what to do or how to get away. She just hoped Troy found her soon.

Back at the Bolton household everyone was in the same spot waiting for news, or better yet, waiting for one of the cops to walk through the door with Gabriella by their side. One of the cops walked into the room.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"What happen?" Steve asked as Connie and Mitchie started to cry.

"We were too late. By the time we got to the airport, they had already gotten a plane and taken off. They must have had help from the inside. They didn't even pass through security."

"Do you know where they were going?" Troy asked.

"No. The plane they used wasn't registered to take off or fly anywhere. Like I said…they had help from someone on the inside."

"Now what?" Steve asked. "We have to find her."

"We will keep looking! We will put up alerts on every TV channel, text every cell phone, post on every Facebook page. We will make sure Gabriella's face, Axel's face, and Maria's, face are all over everywhere. Then someone somewhere at some point will call and tell us where they are."

"So we just have to sit here playing without hands while Gabriella gets tormented!?" Steve cried.

"I'm sorry, Sir. There isn't anything else I can do." With that, the cop left.

Steve sighed. He pulled a crying Mitchie and Connie into his arms.

Troy sat there deep in thought. If they could figure out where Axel might take her, they could just go get her. But where would Axel take her?

That night Maria and Axel were sleeping. Gabriella sunk out of her cabin/room and found the office. She ran to the phone and grabbed it. She quickly started to dial a number when someone grabbed her wrist.

She gulped and looked over to see Axel.

"You are in major trouble…"

"Axel no!" Gabriella cried.

The next thing she knew she was knocked to the ground and pain surged through her entire body as Axel's fist and foot collided with different parts of her body until she finally blacked out.

Mitchie Torres sat on her bed with her guitar on her lap and her songbook in front of her. She strummed a few notes but couldn't think of any lyrics. Sighing softly she leaned her head back against the wall she had barely gotten any sleep the previous nights and she was exhausted.

It had been a few weeks, and there was still no sign of Gabriella or where she was being held.

The sound of the doorbell rang, causing her to groan.

"Mitchie, can you get that," Steve yelled.

Sighing Mitchie set her guitar on the bed and got up to get the door. Steve had been a mess. He was barely eating or sleeping. They were all a mess, but Steve couldn't stop blaming himself for this no matter how many time she or her mother told him it wasn't his fault.

She answered it to see all her friends from Camp Rock plus the members of Connect 3 standing there. She just looked at them and then looked at her feet. "I just want her to come home." She whispered.

They all quickly pulled her into a hug, hugging as tight as they could. Tears filled Mitchie's eyes as she repeated: "I just want her to come home."

With Mitchie still in their arms, they walked her back to her bedroom.

She pulled away and got back onto her bed.

"You working on another song for Opening Jam?" Tess asked, seeing everything on her bed.

Mitchie just shrugged. "I was just trying to write something, but no word came to mind."

"It's ok. It happens to the best of us. This is what all writer's like to call writer's block." Jason told her.

"You know, Mitchie, last summer when I was having trouble expressing my feelings to Dana my brothers told me to sing it. Maybe you can try that. I'm sure you're feeling a lot right now."

Mitchie shook her head and forced back tears. "I don't want to write."

"You don't have to," Peggy said. "We can do whatever you want ok."

Mitchie sighed and nodded.

"Are you hungry, would you like to go get lunch somewhere?" Caitlyn asked.

Mitchie shook her head.

"Is there any news?" Tess asked.

"No."

"Really? Nothing? Don't you think if she were alive they would have said something."

"Tess!" Caitlyn gasped.

"SHE'S NOT DEAD! DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT!" Mitchie screamed tears instantly falling down her cheeks.

"Hey, it's ok. It's ok." Shane said. He got onto the bed next to her and hugged her to his chest. "It's ok. You're right. She's not dead, she's alive, and she's fighting, and she's going to come home."

Mitchie snuggled into his arms. She felt so safe in his arms, but it made it even harder to fight the sleep. She didn't want to sleep, she knew it was going to be all nightmares so she fought the sleep with everything she had, she had done it all week, and it was starting to catch up with her.

"Why don't you go take a nap. We will wake you if we hear anything." Tess said.

Mitchie shook her head. "I'm not tired."

"You can barely keep your eyes open." She argued back.

"I'm not tired!" she growled.

"Stop, Tess, don't push," Peggy said.

"I've got an idea. Why don't we just sing for a bit? If Mitchie wants to join us, she can. But for now, just let her be." Shane said. He had an idea forming in the back of his mind.

Everyone got comfortable sitting on or gathered around the bed. Shane took Mitchie's guitar. He softly started to strum.

Every time I think I'm closer to the heart What it means to know just who I am I think I finally found a better place to start No one ever seems to understand I need to try to get to where you are Could it be you're not that far?

Mitchie smiled softly as he sang. This was always going to be her favorite song of his. He never did admit it, but she knew deep down he had written it for her and about her. She softly started to sing along.

You're the voice I hear inside my head The reason that I'm singing I need to find you Gotta find you, You're the missing piece I need The song inside of me I need to find you I gotta find you Oh yeah Yeah

Soon enough Mitchie's eyes fell closed, and they didn't open again. She had finally fallen asleep.

Tess smiled. "Nice work, Shane."

Shane shrugged and continued to strum the guitar knowing the peaceful sound was helping Mitchie sleep peacefully.

"Do you really believe she's coming home soon?" Caitlyn asked.

"I don't know. I hope so, for Mitchie's sake. She can't handle this much longer. None of them can. Even her parents are losing sleep, they're barely eating." Shane sighed. "That's why Connie called us. Mitchie has shut everyone else out. She hasn't spoken to anyone except for her parents."

"Hopefully she'll open up to us." Peggy said.

"No promises." Shane said.

They all just sighed and looked to Mitchie.

Connie and Steve sat in their room, on their bed. Steve was crying into Connie. Connie had cried the first few days and Steve comforted her. Now it was time for her to be there for him.

"It's my fault! It's all my fault. I should have ran. I should have called for help! I should have done something rather than just standing there!" Steve cried. "I shouldn't have put her behind me where I couldn't see her!"

"Steve, Honey, stop, please take a breath. It's not your fault. Running or screaming for help could have ended up worse. You don't know what Maria and Axel had planned. You were trying to protect Gabriella by moving her behind you! You had no idea what was going to happen." Connie said rubbing his back.

"I've worked so hard to gain her trust, Connie. I cut my beard, I cut my hair, I've also made sure neither get too long! Now one mistake, and it's gone!"

"Steve, you don't know that. You protected Gabriella I'm sure she still trusts you. You're her father!"

Steve cried and shook his head. "I'm the worst father in the world."

Connie sighed. "No, you're not. Gabriella nor Mitchie believe that!"

"I want her home." Steve cried. "I want our daughter to come home."

"I know, Baby. I do too."

They shared a hug and cried together hoping Gabriella would come home soon.

Over at the Bolton household, Troy was outside sitting on the ground with a basketball in his lap. He had tried playing but wasn't happening. The other Wildcats sat gathered around him trying to make small talk. He wasn't speaking a word to anyone.

He had made her a promise to protect her, and then lied to her. This was all his fault.

Troy suddenly stood and grabbed the ball and threw it as hard as he could at the fence. He let out a loud scream as he did so.

Then he did something he hadn't done yet, he dropped to his knees and let the tears falls. His friends gathered around hugging him close.

"It's my fault. It's all my fault." He cried.

"No, it's not. You had no idea this would happen. None of us did." Taylor said.

"I promised I would protect her. I failed her!"

"You went to take a shower. Troy, you wouldn't have been any good to her if you had made her pass out from your sweaty stink." Chad said. "You went to take a shower. You made sure she was with Steve before you left her. You had no idea what was going to happen while you were gone. This isn't your fault." Chad said. "This isn't anyone's fault. I'm sure if Gabriella was here she'd be saying the same thing."

Troy sniffed softly. "Thanks, Chad."

"Anytime, Man. You ok?"

Troy shrugged. "No, but I won't be ok until she back in my arms where she belongs."

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned to Months, there was no sign of Gabriella anywhere. It was almost like she had vanished.

One after everyone was at the Torres house. A cop was over giving them an update. The boys were in the living room playing video games. Steve and Connie were at the kitchen table with coffee mugs as they spoke to the Police.

"I understand this is hard for you, but if there hasn't been any word on her by now, there is a good chance…"

"Stop it!" Steve growled. "You are not giving up on my daughter. You will keep looking until you find her! You will find her, and you will bring her home!"

"Sir, I'm sorry but we…"

"No!" Steve yelled. "NO!"

"Honey, take a deep breath. It's ok." Connie said. "We're not giving up. We're going to keep looking. If the police don't want to help us, then we will keep searching on our own."

Steve sighed and sat down. He over heard a conversation between the boys playing video games.

"Man, I can't find this alien anywhere!" Zeke said. "I've looked everywhere."

"Keep looking, Zeke." Chad said. "He might be hiding in plain sight, and nobody knows it."

CRASH!

Steve dropped his coffee mug, and Troy stood up quickly. "THAT'S IT!" they both yelled.

Troy ran over to the table. "We're trying to find Axel by thinking like a criminal. Axel isn't thinking like a criminal, he's thinking like a father."

"You're right Troy!" Steve said.

"I think I know where Gabriella is!" Troy said with a mile wide smile.

It had taken time, too much of it, if you asked Troy. But they finally arrived at their next location. Troy was told to wait at the Hospital with the Police went to check out their next clue.

Troy paced back and forth in the waiting room of the hospital. "This is crazy! Why won't they let us go with them!"

"Because we're not trained to handle a situation like that. Besides Gabriella might not even be there." Connie said.

"What if she is? You know how she is terrified of men. That's going to be even worse now, and then you're just going to have a group of men storm in with guns and other weapons. That's not going to help her!"

"Look, I don't like this any more than you do. But this is what we were told to do, and we're not going to do anything that will make the cops angry or not trust us!" Connie said. "So just stop complaining."

Troy sighed but continue to pace.

"You're making me dizzy," Mitchie said. "Will you come sit down."

"No. I can't just sit there." Troy said.

Suddenly Connie's phone rang. Everyone froze as she answered it.

"Hello? Yes, this is Connie." Everyone watched her face waiting for a hint on what happen. "And?" she asked carefully. Connie nodded. "Ok, we will see you soon." Then she hung up.

"Well?" Mitchie asked.

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