A/N: K, so me and my friend (she has an account, boscogirl, read her stories they r amazing!) have a bet going...I am going to try and update every week and if I do she is going to start a new story because she hasn't written in forever! So if u do read her stories review and tell her that u have read this chapter and r going to keep bugging her until she does...and I no she will see this so...START WRITING A NEW STORY!

Please enjoy this very intense/surprising chapter! :P

Madi

Gwen's POV

12:00 a.m. Midnight. It had been six hours. Bridgette and Geoff had gone home about 4 hours ago, with sympathy and prayers for Jeremy. Duncan had left 3 hours ago to see where Courtney was and to tell her what happened. He was oddly silent and deep in thought, which seemed to be happening a lot lately, and was never a good sign. Trent was still sitting beside me though. I had told him more than once that he could go home, that he didn't need to stay here, and every time he replied, "You need me. Besides, I'll leave when they come." They being my parents.

Nothing had changed in Jeremy. He was still lying silently on his hospital bed, the tubes all still hooked up to him. The doctors had been in and out consistently. None of them had said a word to us. . . another bad sign. I seem to be getting those a lot lately.

Trent and I sat there, both of us lost in thought. That's when I realized that I hadn't seen my dad through all this. Not to mention that my mom never told me what exactly happened to Jeremy.

I almost jumped out of my chair, scaring Trent. He jumped to his feet immediately standing beside me with a hand on my arm, his eyes full of worry and concern.

"Gwen, what's wrong?"

"I need to call my parents." I dialed. No answer. I dialed again. Still no answer. . . not good.

"We need to go back to my house. Now." Trent could hear the urgency in my voice and he didn't question it. We ran out of the hospital. Lucky for me. . . not, Trent happened to be on his motorcycle. Not the BMW. Fun. Oh well, it was faster, and if I was right, fast was what we needed now, more than anything.

We got to my house and it was deserted. No one was home, no lights on, and definitely no note on the counter saying where my parents went to. There was no way my mom would vanish like this on me. Not after what my dad had done. My dad. . . It was him! It had to be! There was no other explanation for it! He was hiding something. . . now I just needed to figure out what. And who better to help me than the friends that had grown up with me and knew my family better than their own sometimes.

I got Bridgette and Geoff over to my house pronto. It may have been mid night, but once they learned my hunch they were over right away. We started brainstorming. I found one of those big white boards on a stand in my basement and brought it upstairs. You know, like the ones you see on House.

"Ok, so what do we know?" I started.

"Your dad disappeared on Friday, October 13th 2007." Trust Bridgette to remember the exact date, even when I didn't, and trust me I didn't.

Everyone started to rattle off what they knew, even Trent. He had heard stuff from Duncan and Courtney that he remembered.

By the time we had finished the white board was full. Then we came to Duncan and Courtney.

"Yo, Gwen, why aren't Dunc and Court here?" Trust Geoff to cut right to the chase. Even when it wasn't something I wanted to talk about. Lucky for me, Duncan had taught me to think on my feet. And sometimes I was even better than him.

"I figured they needed some time to figure some stuff out." Like whether she still likes him, I added silently. Courtney was probably P.O.'d at me for Duncan walking home with me instead of driving with her. And for a lot more. . . Duncan may have been out in the hallway when he called her at the hospital, but that didn't mean I didn't hear his side of the conversation. I mean, you can't say you love her and then say you love me too in a different way and not tell her WHY. Come on Duncan, what were you thinking! You should have either kept your mouth shut or told her the truth, not the half of it that would piss her off the most!

When he said he was going to fill Courtney in on what happened, I figured he was going to try and convince her that we weren't a couple while not telling her we were brother and sister. . . Good Luck! Courtney was way too stubborn to take him on his word. Oh well, their problem, not mine. . . Except he should be back by now. . . Maybe they had a little more to do than that. . . Oh, well, I'm sure they're fine. After all I only know two people who could get the better of Duncan and they were up in Brooklin. There was no way they could find him, even if they were looking for him. Duncan and Courtney were probably just busy. . . doing other things.

Bridgette was studying the whiteboard intently. We all just stared at her trying to figure out what she was looking at. Finally she spoke up.

"What do all these dates mean to you guys?" There were six or seven dates where people had come to me and said 'Hey, Gwen, isn't that your dad?' then when I looked over they would say he disappeared. I figured it was just some stupid prank. . . until now of course.

None of us had any idea what she was talking about. Then again, that wasn't saying much since Bridgette noticed EVERYTHING.

"Come on guys, think! What was on the front page the day after these dates?" None of us had any idea. Was it something we should have remembered?

"Ugh," she got impatient with us, "The headlines were all about the murders that took place on every one of THESE DATES." At that we all stared in shock for a second. Then we started up the computer and searched the dates and found that Bridgette was right. I couldn't believe it! This was even worse than finding out that he was only around the corner!

I had to check myself. We didn't know it was him. It was just a hunch and a farfetched one at that. . . But somehow I knew it was true. Somewhere deep inside me I had a feeling. It sounds really cheesy when you put it like that. . . but still. . .

Duncan's POV

It had been over two hours and she still wasn't here. My Princess hadn't come yet and she said she would. My Princess would have been here by now. My Princess. . . something wasn't right. I figured since Gwen was so dead to the world when I had made the phone calls to everybody she wouldn't know I had called Courtney too. I told everybody that I was going to find her and fill her in. Half of that was true. Gwen asked me why I hadn't called her earlier, but I was ready for her. I told her that I got Courtney's answering machine. She must have believed me because she didn't say anything else.

I walked out of the hospital, determined to find Courtney. I checked if she was working first. Everyone said she had gone home about an hour and a half ago. . . weird. . . I checked her house and her parents said that she had left to go to the hospital about an hour ago. . . weirder. . . wrong. . . B-A-D! There was no way that Princess would have lied to her parents about where she was going. . . no. . . something had happened to her along the way. And I was going to find out, no matter what.

I got in my mom's car and drove to the hospital the way she would've gone. I drove as slowly as I could without getting yelled and cursed at all the while keeping a close eye out for my princess in case she was in an accident or something and ended up walking. . . nothing.

I avoided going into the hospital. I couldn't face Gwen now, not with what I was planning. With the way she acted at the hospital, how she didn't really let her tears go until Trent had her in his arms not me, I was happy she was leaning on him instead of me right now, but it still stung a bit, I was her brother after all.

I didn't know where else to look and it was killing me. I needed Princess right now and for all I know she had been kidnapped, and I wasn't going to let whoever took her get away with this. When I thought of Princess tied up and gagged, the fire still in her eyes as she waited to tear someone apart, it made me want to punch a hole through the wall, actually it made me want to do a lot worse than that, but we will stick to that story for now.

I had been walking all this time and now I had no idea where I was. I was somewhere downtown by the looks of it. I rounded a corner and ended up in an alley. I kept walking anyway. I glanced over to the side and saw a mark on the wall. The mark was 3 colours; blue, red, and green. The blue and green were tiny marks on the outside, but the red a big mark in the middle, it made me think off one thing. . . CDL. My former gang. No way! No way in hell had I walked that far! I walked up to the mark, and sure enough there they were. A tiny blue C, followed by a massive red D, with a tiny green L to finish it off; the gang's symbol. I can't remember the last time I saw those guys….

Flashback

We were 3 delinquents, criminals. Chad, Leo, and me. Back in grade 8 and 9 we ruled the school and I got into some pretty bad stuff. . . including street fighting and gang beating. Chad came up to Leo and me.

"Yo, man, I'm fucking pissed off with all this shit that's going around. People from our school are getting kicked shitless because we ain't bad enough and we don't have our own gang! I say screw it! We're gonna make a gang and they're gonna wish they ain't never been born!" Let's face it I was P.O.'d and it was a great idea. . . at the time.

We started CDL, and we had such an amazing rep by the time our gang was 6 months old we were at the top of the streets and no one would touch us, but I wanted out. Gwen talked me into it actually, she convinced me what a big mistake it was and how much it would ruin my life, how much it had already ruined my life. She saved me from making a massive mistake. It kinda helped her argument when she convinced me the new girl in school hated gang's and all that jazz. The new girl had no idea I even exsisted until she started hanging out with Gwen and Bridgette. By the time she knew my name I was already outta that stuff, Chad and Leo weren't too happy about it though.

Leo just started giving me the silent treatment, but Chad. . . Chad had a hell of a lot to say on the subject. I can remember his words perfectly..

"Screw you, Duncan! How dare you turn your back on us! We made you!" I kept walking.

"I swear to god Duncan, you will see us again and when you do you are going to be begging us to take you back you worthless piece of shit!" And you can imagine how well that went over with me. After we got a few good hits on each other I was finished and he lay on the floor of this very alley way. Not dead, just K.O.'d.

End of Flashback

I turned around and there they were.

"I told you we'd meet again." I was so surprised that I didn't have time to react. He punched me square in the nose and then black. . .

A/N: I know it took me forever to update and I'm sooo sooo sorry, but I promise that I will update faster! I hope you enjoyed that chapter and next chapter we will see some more couples moments! I am going to try and work in moments for all the couples don't worry! I was really excited to put a little background on Duncan's life before Courtney…yes the new girl was Courtney….Anyway plz R&R!

Madi