AN: Drugged and captured, Michael is at the mercy of his crazy ex-girlfriend, Melanie. Miley must race to save him, but will she?

Chapter Seven: Forged By Fire

Miley stopped in front of the place that Melanie mentioned. She calmly got out of her car and took a deep breath. She waked to the door, and calmly and cautiously opened the door. She stepped in and looked around. The old bar was riddled with dust and cobwebs from lack of use. The walls were worn and tattered. As she looked around, she saw him.

"Michael." She whispered. She ran over to him, and brushed his long blonde hair out of his face, and she saw him blink lightly and smile at her.

"Hey, thought that you weren't going to come." Michael said. Miley calmly smiled and looked around. She saw that he was still tied to a post, and that he was still under the affects of some drug that Melanie gave him.

"Michael, are you hurt?" Miley calmly asked.

"She didn't hurt me too bad." Michael said. Once Miley placed her hand on his chest, Michael visibly winced. Concerned, Miley lifted up his shirt, and saw that there were many deep cuts on his chest, and they were bleeding badly.

"She is going to pay for this." Miley said.

"I don't think so." Melanie said appearing from the darkness. She wasn't wielding the knife anymore. This time she was wielding the gun. Miley stood to face Melody, standing in front of the wounded Michael was still strapped to the pole. Melanie raised the gun, and pointed it at Miley.

"Now that I got you right where I want you, now it's time for us ladies to talk." Melanie said calmly. "Over here, now!" Miley obediently walked over to Melanie, and Melanie calmly pushed Miley out the back with the gun pressed to the back of her head.

"Oh wait. I forgot one very important thing. Sorry for my carelessness." Melanie said. Melanie lit a match, and threw it in the empty abandoned bar. Miley watched in horror as it went up in flames.

"Michael!" Miley screamed. She tried to get to the building, but Melanie cut her off.

"You aren't saving anyone, bitch." Melanie said.

"Melanie, please, he's going to die if someone doesn't help him!" Miley cried, eyes not leaving the burning building.

"Let him die." Melanie said coldly.

"Don't you care that he might die?" Miley asked.

"No. I don't care about him anymore." Melanie said. "He seems to only have feelings for you now. God knows why."

"Melanie, please, I really love him, let me help him!" Miley pleaded.

"No."Melanie said sternly. "Now I have to kill you." Melanie raised the gun directly into Miley's face. Miley wanted to be scared, but to her shock, she wasn't. Miley was only concern was for Michael. In a blur, Miley tackled Melanie to the ground, and Melanie was knocked out by a well placed rock against the back of her head. Miley looked down, and ran into the burning building.


As soon as Miley entered the building, it was engulfed in flames. She carefully made her way to the main room, carefully dodging falling planks and flames licking against her face. She saw Michael still tied against the post, head pointing down. Miley ran over to him, and began to untie him.

"Don't worry, everything's going to be all right." Miley said sweetly as she finished untiing him. When she walked around to the front, he calmly fell to her. She slung one arm over her shoulder, and began to slowly walk out the back way. When they reached the clearing out back, Miley calmly laid him down, and looked around.

"Michael? We're out of the fire. Michael?" Miley said, calmly shaking him. She pressed her head against his chest, and realized that he wasn't breathing. Before she could do anything, she felt a gun being pressed against her head.

"Move." Melanie hissed. Miley did as she was told, and was walked a few inches from where Michael was laying.

"On your knees." Melanie hissed. Miley was knocked to her knees, and she felt the cold, hard barrel being pressed against her skull.

"Now, to finish what I have started." Melanie said coldly. Michael calmly opened his eyes, and saw what was happening. He dragged himself to his feat, and charged Melanie. She looked up, and saw him coming after her. She raised the gun so that it was pointing at him. As she knocked her to the ground, the gun fired, hitting him. Michael placed his hand over the wound, and saw the blood squirting from him. He fell backwards, landing on his back. Miley rushed over to him, tears in her eyes.

"Michael. Michael, please don't leave me...." Miley said, tears flowing.

"Miley...." Michael said gently. "I....always loved you." Michael reached out to touch her face. He gave her a smile, and calmly closed his eyes. Miley pressed him against her. He was dead.

Or was he?

AN: Read the next and last chapter!