Hey Guys, I am so sorry this took so long, I was waiting to see who'd review and then I went back to school and this is a really important year soo... Anyway I'm sorry, enjoy!

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Day 1 in Captivity

Mia and Timmy's P.O.V

"Traitor!" She spat at him before bursting into newfound tears. The words echoed loudly round the room and Timmy wanted to scream, deny everything, take her in his arms and comfort her but he couldn't lie to her again.

Slowly he stood and moved across the room until he stood hunched looking down at the shrinking figure of his love,

"Mia, it's not like he made it out, it's not that bad, honest!" Paco, Timmy wanted to strangle him then, kill him with his own bear hands. Mia looked up, her eyes were puffy and red and tears ran profusely down her cheeks but the look she gave him was the worst, pure hatred. She could forgive everything but not this, not kidnap.

"Oh, so you didn't lie to me, probably drug me and assist Paco in my kidnap? You know we are going to die here right?" He looked down, he didn't want to confirm it but he couldn't deny it either. Mia sank into herself again and began speaking as if to herself, as if she was unaware of his presence,

"I'll never see my Mom or Dad again, not my sisters, not Taylor. I'll nevergraduate, never move out, never have kids, never get married all because of the person I'm due to be stuck with until I die. Ironic, at least," She looked at him again then, "You'll die too."

"Mia, please! I did this for you! I didn't realise he'd trap me too and kill us!" She scoffed and glared at him.

"What did you think he'd do? Leave you to guard me for a while until he got bored and then let us leave! Tim, he's evil, he'll never let us go! We're going to die here!" Mia meant to yell but it all came out as an exasperated whisper, "What is beneficial about that?"

For a few moments there was silence, the sound of a dripping tap made uncomfortable and cold feeling more evident and Mia shivered, awakening Timmy from his self-pity.

"Timmy." He whispered.

"What?" She looked at him wiping her cheeks.

"My name's Timmy." Mia resisted a small smile and moved to sit on the bed.

"Oh, so its Timmy again now is it? Well, if you're going to be Timmy you're gonna have to nice and kind and sweet and loving. If that's even possible..." He looked at her and blinked twice.

"I'll try."

Chad, Sonny and Taylor's P.O.V

Taylor was sitting in armchair in the Cooper's living room drinking a mug of Hot Chocolate. Charlotte and Tawni sat on either side of their mother on the couch, trying to comfort the hysterical woman, their abandoned Hot Chocolate on the coffee table. Chad was pacing frantically in front of the fireplace running his hands through his hair, cursing every so often in his mumblings.

The police had gone to arrest Paco, Josh and Timmy and had promised to send a Family Liaison Officer, who had yet to appear. Taylor's heart was racing and fears for Mia coursed through his veins. Fear had yet to succumb to grief or anger.

The doorbell rang in three consecutive dings and Taylor moved to answer it. Mia's family were too distraught for that. A police officer, who he guessed was the Liaison Officer, stood at the door with a tall woman whose red hair was being frantically pulled and tugged into twists.

He moved aside and she rushed into the house,

"Alli! Alli!" Sonny appeared at the door and embraced her friend crying into her shoulder. Chad appeared behind the women who were both crying and asked the red-headed one.

"Alana, Timmy was involved, was he arrested?" The woman didn't answer and just howled louder. The Police Woman moved forward to answer the question,

"Timmy himself has not been home since yesterday afternoon, we are treating him as a blackmailed victim of the kidnap also but we haven't ruled him out as a suspect. The other two boys have been arrested and are currently being interrogated."

Chad looked incredulous at this and quite rudely, though it could be excused, asked,

"And who are you?" The woman smiled at him.

"Mr Cooper, I would appreciate less of an accusatory tone. I am Marilyn Gerard and I am your Family Liaison Officer, your link with the legal proceedings that are being carried out."

Chad grunted and turned back into the room to continue with his pacing as an alarm somewhere upstairs went off and Sonny moved to usher everyone into the living room.

Before long, the depressed silence was broken by the sound of running feet upstairs and down the stairs and across the hall and then the door was pushed open with great difficulty. Everyone looked towards it with curiosity having forgotten the existence of everything outside the room except Mia.

Zora and Britney stood there in their nighties, the slightly older girl gripping the front of her's and twisting in tightly.

"Zora, stop that!" Sonny reprimanded and everyone turned to look at her, even she looked surprised at her ability to say anything.

Marilyn's phone rang and she moved out into the kitchen to answer it.

"Momma, what's wrong?" Britney questioned.

"Nothing, honey," Chad answered when Sonny failed, "Mia's just late home is all."

The tiny girl looked at him like she couldn't believe him but before either girl could voice anything Marilyn came back into the room.

"Paco's refusing to say where they are."

Paco's P.O.V

He sat on the plastic chair his eye tracing the cracks in the tiles on the walls. The tape recorder was paused and the lamp beside was the only source of light in the room. His attorney was babbling something about it being better if he would just tell the police where Mia and Timmy where, that he'd get off lighter but he ignored him, the faggot had ruined any chance of those two getting out alive.

The door opened and two Police men walked in. They sat down and pressed record on the tape Machine.

"2.25pm Inspector Morse and Sergeant Troy interviewing Paco Munoz in the case of the kidnap of Amelia Cooper and Possible kidnap of Timothy Clark."

The older man turned to look at him, pure disgust evident in his eyes.

"Mr Munoz, where were you last night at the times of the kidnap?"

"In bed asleep." He answered, he wasn't going down for this, the police had no proof.

"And was your cousin, Josh Munoz, with you at that time?"

"Yes."

"Mr Munoz, we have a witness that puts you at the beach at that time, in the car seen kidnapping Amelia Cooper."

"The faggot lies."

"Mr Munoz, watch your language! If you weren't there, how did you know who the source was?"

Shit!

"He hates me; of course he would blame me."

"I have it on good authority that you two used to be best friends."

"Exactly"

"Mr Munoz, where are Amelia Cooper and Timothy Clark?"

"I don't know, I didn't kidnap them."

"When you were first arrested you proclaimed 'I'll never tell you where they are' to the police officer there. You can't possibly claim now to not know anything, Where are they?"

"I can because I don't."

Both police officers and his attorney glared at him.

"Interview temporarily terminated." The Sergeant said and slowly all three rose and they left the room.

An uniformed officer entered and escorted him out of the room to a small cell and locked the door.

Paco lay back on the bed and smiled. 'They got nothin' on me'

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