A/N: Next Chapter.

"…and now…I'm here. And he's found me. Again. I'm probably going to have to leave soon." Del said as she finished her story to the Bohemians. Angel stood up and went to Del.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Am I not your best friend?" She asked.

"I didn't want you to…I thought that…if you found out…you would…leave me. Do you remember James?"

"You mean 11th grade James? The one who spread that rumor that you were…oh! Man, now I'm glad I put that dumba** in the hospital. And speaking of dumba**es who need some Angel whoopin', do you know where Mr. I'm-gonna-take-the-one-thing-that-Del-wants-to-truly-give-Mark lives? I'm gonna whoop him so bad…" Angel began to fume, dreaming of chainsaws and ropes destined for Damien. Collins got up and began to rub soothing circles on Angel's back.

"Relax Angelcakes, He's gonna get what's coming to him. But first we have to find him." Collins said, being the voice of reason.

"We'll have to figure this out tomorrow. It's already past midnight. Del needs to get home." Mark said. He stood up from the couch and looked to Del, holding out a hand for her. Del took it and stood before looking to Maureen, who was glaring at her.

"Can I ask why you're glaring at me?" Del asked. Maureen just turned away from her. "Apparently not. See ya'll tomorrow. We'll make plans."

"Evil plans?" Angel asked enthusiastically.

"No…I was thinking casual plans. Like what we used to do." Del said.

"Oh. You mean go roller skating then go see a chick flick?"

"Yeah."

"Cool. I'll get the deets tomorrow." Angel said.

"Sorry to interrupt your plan-making. But again, Del. Home. Need. Go. To." Mark said. He opened the door to the spring air and lead Del out the door. They went back to Del's apartment building and all to soon they were standing in front of Del's door. Mark rocked on his heels as he waited for Del to get her key. She began to dig deeper, trying to find it. "Where's my key? I know I put it in here."

That's when all hell broke loose. Del's door slammed open and two bulky guys came and clutched Mark's arms and lifted him off the ground. They carried him into the room where Damien stood triumphantly, with two other men carrying Del. They set her down in front of him. Mark continued to struggle as Damien spoke. "Hello baby sister. Miss me?" He said. Del spat in his eye. Damien wiped the spit out before continuing. "Now Del, I know Memaw taught you better. What would she think? You spitting in the eye of your kidnapper." Mark fought harder.

"NOOOOO!" He yelled. Damien swooped and picked Del up bridal-style before carrying a fighting Del out the window and down the fire-escape. "DEEEEEEEELL!"

"MAAAAARK!" Was the last thing he heard from Del, before getting hit over the head with a piece of metal, knocking him out.

Dream/Flashback

Mark walked into the loft and heard the combination of a keyboard and guitar playing. "No offense Rog, but your voice doesn't work for this song. I just…it doesn't work." Mark heard. He went to Roger's room and found Del playing with her keyboard while Roger re-tuned his guitar. "Oh hey Mark. Could you do me a huge favor?"

"You think Mark's voice is better for this than mine?" Roger asked, offended.

"It might. We have to try. Ok Mark, you know the song Faithfully from Queen?"

"Yeah…"

"Well I re-wrote it a bit and made it into a one for a duet. But Roger's voice just doesn't give the vibe that I need. His voice is rough and…okay I'll say it sexy." Mark looked at her, offended.

"Mark, that doesn't mean your any less sexy to me than Roger." Mark perked up a bit at the stroke to his ego.

"But I need a voice that is sweet and innocent, and I think that you might be it." Del said. "Can you at least try? I have the music right here." Del said as she held up a piece of sheet music. She handed it to Mark and motioned for him to move it for her to see too. She began her part with her keyboard, it set to sound like a normal piano. She nodded to Mark to began when it was his turn.

Highway run into the midnight sun
Wheels go round and round
You're on my mind
Restless hearts sleep alone tonight
Sending all my love along the wire
They say that the road
Ain't no place to start a family
Right down the line it's been you and me
And loving a music man
Ain't always what it's supposed to be
Oh boy
You stand by me
I'm forever yours
Faithfully

Circus life under the big top world
We all need the clowns to make us smile
Oh through space and time
(through space and time)
Always another show
Wondering where I am lost without you
And being apart ain't easy on this love affair
Two strangers learn to fall in love again
I get the joy of rediscovering you
Oh girl
You stand by me
I'm forever yours
Faithfully
Oh...
Faithfully
I'm still yours

Mark- Mark. MARK!

Mark woke up to find Angel and Collins standing over him. "W-What happened? Where's Del?" Mark asked as he sat up only to have to lay back down to a scorching headache.

"We were hoping you knew. You've been out for about two hours."

"He took her. I couldn't save her. He took her. I-I couldn't save her." Mark broke down then, still repeating his words like a mantra. Collins picked up the broken-hearted filmmaker and made his way back to the loft, listening to Mark's words all along the way.

Angel looked around the room and shook her head before following Collins' looming shadow. On Del's painting of the swing, in red spray paint it read, "What's mine is mine again."

End Chapter. Morbid right?