Okay, I know it's been a while since I last updated and I'm sorry. I've been trying to figure out what I want this chapter to be. So, for all you Smitchie lovers, this is going to have some Smitchie…but not fluff Smitchie. I just don't see them being all lovey dovey while Jason's depressed and Blake's out missing, so they're not going to be staring into eachother's eyes saying "I love you" "No, I love you more" blah blah blah…but they are going to be in this chapter. I might do a spin off when this is over that has a lot of Smtichie but right now this story just can't really have a whole lot of fluff Smitchie right now.

The next morning Mitchie woke up to sunlight shining directly into her eyes. She squinted her eyes and rolled over, feeling a sudden surge of warmth rush over her skin as she made contact with her sleeping boyfriend. She smiled as he woke up.

"Good morning." She giggled as she sat up and fixed her pink short sleeve shirt. She then looked out the window, and her smile faded. Realization was finally hitting her-and it was wearing brass knuckles. A single tear formed in her eye, the sunlight causing it to slightly glisten as worry suddenly overcame Mitchie's senses.

"What's the matter?" Shane finally asked as he sat up in the bed, gently rubbing his beloved's arm.

"Blake. He's been missing and we haven't heard from him at all. Jason is a complete wreck…I feel guilty."

"About what, babe?" He asked, the brunette began to scoot closer to Mitchie.

"Us…being happy. I mean, I know I shouldn't be, but Jason's hurting and here I am giggling. It doesn't feel right."

Shane frowned slightly as he kissed her shoulder, "You're right. You shouldn't feel guilty. If you went missing after we had a fight I'd be depressed like Jason is, but I wouldn't want him and Blake to be distant and not be happy with each other. It'll work out, Mitchie. It has to. If Blake can take on a whole gang then I'm sure he is okay."

Mitchie sighed, "He had help from a friend."

"Yeah, but his friend seems like a coward so I doubt he was much help. My point is, Blake can handle himself. I'm sure if trouble came up he'd be fine."

"Right…if they only had a knife or a bat or something. But if they have a gun he's a sitting duck unless if he's got some Matrix moves that we don't know about."

Shane snickered slightly, "That was a really bad reference…but okay. Look, I'll call and see if maybe we can get a private investigator or something, ok? Just…for right now let's be happy and try to be here for Jason, ok?"

Mitchie nodded before Shane gently kissed the corner of her nose.

"Okay." Shane smiled and took her hand as he led her out of their room and into the living room. Jason was sitting at the small bar staring at a bowl of cereal as Nate stood on the other side, making himself an omelet.

"Jason…I thought you said you knew he was okay?" Nate asked softly as he knelt close to Jason.

He nodded, "I do, I just…can't seem to get the strength to eat it."

Nate nodded and forced a smile to Mitchie and Shane, "Morning."

Mitchie waved slightly as she sat down next to Jason and hugged him. Shane walked outside to get the newspaper and saw a boy who looked around 16 staring at him. When the boy realized he was noticed, he quickly turned around and started to run away, but Shane was faster. The older brunette pulled the boy by his shoulder and threw him to the ground. Shane then picked him up by the collar and got very close to the boy's face.

"Either you have a very bad staring problem or there's something that you want to tell me that you don't have the guts to say. Which is it, kid?"

The boy trembled, "I-I..I know where B-Blake is."

Shane's eyes grew.

"But…I can't tell you because they'll hurt me."

Shane raised an eyebrow as he pulled the boy up and threw him inside the apartment. The others looked up, questioning the strange event but Shane ignored them. He pinned the boy to the wall.

"Now…you're going to tell me what you know or I'm going to get very unpleasant."

The boy chuckled, "Wow…you sound like him."

Jason stood up, "He's one of the guys…Chris."

Shane looked at the boy, "So you're the one who helped Blake? Good…now tell me where Blake is…"

Jason looked at Shane, "Shane! Stop!"

Shane ignored Jason, "Look, Chris, either you tell me what you know or I give you a quick lesson on what happens when you cross me."

Chris nodded, "Okay, okay! Jasper tried to get a hold of him…but he got away. He's pretty badly beaten, but he's hiding out."

"Where is he?" Jason asked.

Chris shook his head, "I can't tell you that. He told me not to."

The boy winced when Shane pushed him closer into the wall before he bashed his head into it. He went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife and then returned to Chris. He held the knife to Chris' ear as he interrogated him, "Look, Chris, either you tell me where Blake is or I'm gonna start cutting off body parts."

Chris laughed, "You don't scare me, Pop Star."

Mitchie gasped as she ran over, pulling the knife away, "Shane! All of you stop it! This is insane!" She looked at Chris and slapped him, "Look, asshole, either tell us where our friend is or we deliver you to Jasper and his crew."

Chris suddenly tensed up.

Mitchie smirked, "Yeah, going against Blake's request suddenly sounds like a walk in the park, doesn't it?"

Jason shook his head as he pulled Chris away from everybody, "Just tell me he's okay."

Chris let out a sigh, "He's…alive. He's hurting really bad right now about what happened but…he's fine."

Jason raised an eyebrow, "There's something you're not telling us…besides his whereabouts."

Chris sighed, "It's nothing, really. I'm really trying to talk Blake into coming back to you, ok? Every moment he spends with you guys is one less moment I have to worry about his safety."

Shane nodded, "Then try harder." He then grabbed Chris and pushed him out before locking the door.

"You bastard."

Everyone turned to the brunette whose mouth gave out the surprising words. Jason stood there, glaring at Shane, tears forming in his eyes, "If you weren't trying to pummel him he might have actually cracked and told us where Blake was!"

Shane let out a sigh, "Jason, he's used to being beaten. I-"

"No, Shane! I probably could have been on my way to getting my boyfriend back right now if it wasn't for you."

"Jason, that's not fair." Nate said, defending his friend.

"And all of this is?! You look me in the eyes and you tell me how losing my boyfriend is fair, Nate!"

"Because you accused him of cheating on you without stopping to listen to him once, Jason!" Nate yelled back, tears streaming down his face, "Do you think it was Blake who talked to you last night?! Because it wasn't! It was me, Jason! I was checking on you before I went to bed and I felt sorry for you. You kept asking for Blake and you were crying, so I pretended to be him! I pretended to be him to try to give you a sense of peace! I couldn't stand to see you hurting like this and now you have to go and lash out at your friends who have done nothing but tried to help you?!"

Jason stayed silent as he held back his tears. Nate was breathing heavily as a shocked Shane held a slightly frightened Mitchie. She had never seen this side of any of them before. Nate continued.

"I get that you're hurting, Jason. We all do! But we're also hurting, Jason! We're hurting because you're hurting! You, me, and Shane have always been a package deal! I was the brains, Shane was the strength, and you were the heart! Now because you frightened someone away it's all of a sudden Shane's fault? No, Jason, it's yours! It's you fault and it's Blake's fault! So instead of sitting here and sulking around and singing the same old crappy sad song, get off your bitch ass and go fucking look for Blake if you love him so damn much!"

Nate then stormed off into his room, slamming his door shut, leaving a startled Mitchie, shocked Shane, and a statue-like Jason to contemplate what he just said. Shane led Mitchie to their room to comfort her, leaving Jason still standing there.

After a few moment, a single tear fell down his face. And before Jason knew it, before he could stop it, another tear fell, followed by another. The tears slid down his cheeks and onto the bottom of his chin before they gracefully fell onto his boots. He then fell to his knees, sobbing hysterically as he laid down on the carpeted floor of the Connect 3's living room. Jason kept sobbing, not being able to stop it, as he curled up into a fetal position, letting all of his pent up sadness out. He wanted Blake back. He wanted to be in his lover's arms, his safe house. He wanted to be happy again.

Meanwhile, Shane sat down on his bed, looking at Mitchie.

"I…never knew the three of you could be this…I mean-"

Shane hugged her, pulling her closer, "I know. I'm sorry that I lost it. I just wanted Blake back just like the rest of you and I let that get in the way. Nate always did say I needed anger management."

Mitchie laughed softly in his arms as she cuddled up close to him. She loved the way he smelled, the way his arms seemed to fit perfectly around her body. She loved how his head seemed to fit perfectly into the crock of his neck, and how safe and warm she felt whenever he was in the same room as her. And most of all, she loved him.

Shane kissed the top of Mitchie's forehead and closed his eyes and smiled as he breathed in the scent of her hair. Her hair always smelled like strawberries, and she wore this perfume that smelled like vanilla that drove him wild. He could never not be happy whenever she was close enough for him to smell her. And she had that presence with her that just wouldn't allow you to feel angry about anything for long. And he wasn't exactly 100 sure, but he thought he loved her.

As Jason lay there crying he didn't notice the footsteps that were coming closer to him. Suddenly, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him and pull him closer to whoever it was.

"Shh…it's okay. I'm sorry, Jason, about everything."

Jason finally gained a little bit of self control and stopped his tears from completely flooding out as he pushed himself up a little so that he was sitting up, "It's okay, Nate."

The curly haired brunette shook his head, "No, it isn't. I shouldn't have flipped like I did. I should be here for you."

"I've been sort of a jerk lately, so I kind of deserved it."

Nate shook his head, "So have I-"

Jason put his hand over Nate's mouth, "Nate…we both know if we keep this going the argument's going to go on forever."

Nate smirked, "Good point."

Jason smiled, "I know," He sniffled, "What you said…about last night…"

Nate shook his head, "It was out of line. I don't know why I did it-"

Jason interrupted his friend, "Don't, Nate. You were trying to help me, I get it. It's a little unorthodox and it makes me sort of question your sexual preferences but…"

Nate laughed slightly, "Don't worry, I'm straight."

Jason smiled, "I know. It was my lame attempt at a joke."

Nate smiled at Jason as he helped his friend up, "You gonna be okay?"

Jason nodded, "Yeah, I'll be fine. I just sort of needed to let it all out, I guess. Thanks."

Nate nodded, "Sure, anytime…what is it?" Nate asked, noticing Jason was focusing on a spot on the floor. He followed his friend's gaze and noticed a slim silver chain with a red jewel heart on it, surrounded by yellow-orange flames.

Jason went over and picked it up, "This is Blake's. He never took it off."

Nate furrowed his eyebrows, "That explains why Chris had it then. Maybe as proof when he told us Blake was okay?"

Jason shook his head, "No, he'd give him something else. He never even took it off for me…Nate, maybe something bad did happen to him and Chris is trying to cover it up!"

Nate shook his head, "No, buddy. I'm sure that's not it. Don't jump to conclusions, all right?"

Jason nodded, "Alright. You're right...I hope."

Sorry it's so short, but like I've said before chapters will go as long as they need to. I don't think I'll be able to put a lot of Smitchie in this story, and this story has about 2 or 3 more chapters left. I think I'm going to make a Smitchie story after this is done but I don't know if that's going to be before or after I write the Blake point of view sequel or whatever you want to call it. So please review!!