Okay so I thought I would mix it up a bit, so this will be Quinn's point of view.

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Its been two weeks since Sam has gone missing and I'm beside myself. What happened? They said he is M.I.A. But how? Lilly told me he was looking for me. I was looking for him. He couldn't have gone far, right?

On top of that, Finn has gone missing and Mike is in hospital. He was shot in the leg but apparently he is going to be okay but he is being sent back. Puck and I don't know what to do. He is trying to cope with the disappearance of two of his best friends while I… I don't even know what I'm doing. I cry myself to sleep at night and then when I do manage to fall asleep, I wake up because of a nightmare with different scenarios of what is going on with Sam.

I have spoken to all the officials I know and they wont do anything! Do they even care? I am just so mad that Sam left me. He promised me he wouldn't!

"Hey." Puck walks into my tent sadly. I can see this has taken a big toll on him too. The poor guy has to fight still. He seems sad and lonely. Can't blame him though. Although I have recently observed that whenever he sees Lilly, he lights like a little boy on Christmas day. She does too. I wonder what is going on between them. Ever since he came to the hospital tent to check on Mike, he has been looking at her almost how I look at Sam… Oh, Sam.

"Hi," I give him a small smile and close the book I have been trying to concentrate on but find myself re-reading the same sentence over and over again, "How are you?" Wow, Quinn, what a stupid question.

"I'm doing okay, but what about you, you look… lost?"

I contemplate my answer. I guess lost is a very good way to put it. My dream finally comes true and I am back in the arms in my life and then all of a sudden… he's taken from me. Taken, again. I guess I have always been lost without him but I know that that was my doing and I tried to accept that. But, now, he's just… gone. I don't even know why. God knows what happened to him and it scares me. He could be anywhere for any reason and I have to sit here helplessly because I have no rights because no one can know we were together. I feel the tears brimming in my eyes and before I know what Puck has his arms wrapped around me and I am bawling. I can feel his tears on my head. He tries to calm me by rocking me back and forth but it's no use. I have lost myself once again.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay." We both secretly know though, that we don't know what's going to happen.

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I make my way over to the headquarters to see if there is any more information. My hopes aren't too high though. They always just send me away. There is no one around which seems a little odd and the tents all look… deserted?

I make it to the front step and knock on the door… no answer. I knock again… no answer. What is going on here? I start to freak out. Oh how I wish Sam was here. He always knows how to calm me down.

I begin to head towards the hospital tent which is about a 5 minute walk. As I head over the deserted plain, I hear a whimper. I don't know what it is but I decide to follow the sound. Maybe someone can help me?

As I get closer to the noise, I realize that it sounds like a person when suddenly I reach a tent and peak around the corner. It is a scruffy looking man that looks rather scared. He looks up at me startled. He has red, puffy eyes with tears and he has a bleeding head. He looks frightened by my presence.

"Are you okay, sir?" I squat down so I am eye level with him to show him that I do not wish to hurt him. Suddenly, I recognize the face and my breath hitches in my throat, before I know it, I feel the impact of a fist into my gut. The next I know, my world has gone black.

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I feel so sick. I wake up to find myself in what feels like a moving vehicle and by my surroundings it is an old beat up truck because I can see the bends in it from the inside.

"Hello sleeping beauty," The guy who was crying smirks at me. I feel myself beginning to shake with fear. I can't remember ever feeling so scared. Except for when those men threatened me. Looking around at the other two men, one staring at me and the other staring ahead, I realize these were the men that threatened me.

Flashback

"What do you want with me?" I cry. I am sitting on a bench shivering. Why are these men after me and Sam? What did he do?

"We want to find your precious Sam… He ruined our lives and it is about damn time he paid the price. Don't you think Richie?" He smirks at me and I can see through his blood shot eyes that he is broken. For a second a feel sorry for him but then I remember that he wants to hurt me and … Sam.

"I swear I don't know who you are talking about!" I lie, "I have never met a Sam in my life. Just saying those words makes me feel sick. Of course I know Sam, he is the love of my life but I am smart enough to realize that if I tell the truth, they will only hurt him and that thought is something I never EVER want to happen.

"You better not be lying to us Blondie, because we WILL find you and you WILL pay a price, got it?" I nod quickly in response. I then feel the impact of a foot in my stomach and then next thing I know I have woken up breathless.

End of flashback

"Long time no see, eh?" The guy who I think is named Richie smirks at me. He hasn't changed except for the fact that he looks a little less scruffy. I only grunt in response.

"Well then, we were going to play nice but if you aren't going to cooperate…" He picks up a gun and points it to my temple. His expression turns serious and cold-blooded, "You lied to us… do you remember what I said if that happened? Well I think you do and that still stands because I don't like being lied to," He readjusts the gun and it is digging into my head. I wince, "You do realize that we have your lover boy, as soon as you get there we are going to make sure he hurts, just as much as we did. The best way to do that, is to make him watch his pretty, helpless little blonde squirm in pain and know that he is the cause of it." He whispers in my ear and I swear shivers ran up and down my spine. My breath gets heavy and sharp and I feel the terror tears brimming in my eyes.

You have to be strong Quinn. Do not let them get to you. They are all talk. I try to calm myself down but then I get flashes off me being hit repeatedly and the bloodied expression on Sam's face and I lose control again. How can my life go from perfect to my worst nightmare in the space of two weeks?

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I must have fallen asleep again because I wake up being thrashed into the side of the truck. I feel two men, each grabbing one of my arms as they drag me into a deserted house. It has cobwebs inside and out and the wood it is made from is rotting and breaking. They lead onto a porch that has a broken porch swing and a damaged ladder near a window that you can't see in because of all the dust. I think his name is Drew, kicks open the door while still gripping my arm. I can feel Richie dragging behind, gun still poised and ready to shoot if I try and escape. The inside of it doesn't look much different. Every room I walk past has broken, wrecked furniture, tatty walls that has wallpaper ripping, cracks in the walls, ceilings and floors and a reeky smell that makes me gag. I feel like I am so scared, I could be sick at any moment. They lead me into a room and chuck me to the ground. It is then that I finally let all the remnants of breakfast come back up and I am impressed to hear the gagging of the creeps behind me.

"Well I certainly, ain't cleaning that up so if you find a way, feel free…" Richie smirks knowing that I'm just going to have to stay with the smell. They all leave the room and I am left alone with my confused thoughts. What happened between Sam and these psycho's?

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I found a clock in the room I was in that didn't seem broken and carefully watched time as it slipped by and I couldn't do anything to stop. I feel the tears coming to me as I think about Sam and how safe he made me feel. I can only dream of his warm breath tickling my ear as he whispers comforting things to me and wraps his big strong arms around me.

I find myself in a ball and rocking myself to try and calm down. Will I ever see him again? Where is he? Is he safe? Will I see anyone apart from these creepers again? Are they going to kill me?

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I hear the murmurs and laughter from what seems like the men. I then hear a door slam meaning that they have left. I try to get up but I feel the weight of something holding me down. I look behind me to find my arms tied to a chair. Its tied damn-well tight too. I feel the paining shooting through my stomach and my wrists begin to ache. My feet and legs are cramping and my neck is sore. I am so uncomfortable and on top of that I am so scared. I have never felt this before. Not even when I found out I was sixteen and pregnant. Or when Sam walked away from me in the school hall after he found out I cheated. Now that is hard to beat. I try to shake my arms free and knock the chair but it's no use and I am just wearing myself out and putting myself through more pain. I give up. No, Lucy Quinn Fabray does NOT give up! She finds a way out of her problem just like she did with Beth, when she got into Yale and when she got her Sam Evans back!

I just have to stay calm and keep faith. I have to find a way out of here so that I can find Sam, my Sam who is okay. I can feel he is okay. He promised me he wouldn't leave me and I know he won't break his promise. Samuel Evans keeps his promises.

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6 hours later, I heard the front door open again and once again, I hear the chuckling of the tree men who I refuse to let ruin my life. They walk past my room and I quickly pretend to be asleep so they leave me alone. Surprisingly, they do and walk into another room. I reopen my eyes. I then hear a… groan? I hear shuffling and it's getting closer to me. Suddenly a flash of blonde hair is pushed in front of me. I know that head anywhere. When his eyes meet mine, a rush of recognition flows through both our eyes…

"Sam?"

"Quinn?"

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