A/N: Alright, short chapter, but action packed. xD

Hope you guys enjoy, because this story should be coming to an end in about...a chapter, or two. :(

It was good while it lasted though! :) Thank you guys for the amazing reviews as usual!

Well, without further ado, here's chapter 10!

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~ApPeAl2rEaSoN

Chapter 10:

C POV

At some point after being tied up and thrown into the back of the kidnapper's car I must have been knocked out. I woke up alone in what looked like an abandonedfactory tied to a chair, but this time my mouth was free. My first instinct of course was to scream. I screamed bloody damn murder until unluckily, the three thugs had barged into the room to see what my problem was, which was when I decided to keep quiet.

"Well, well, well...looks who's finally awake." The head man, Damon? I believe his name was, or something in that matter.

"Where's Duncan?" Where the first words to come out of my mouth.

"Who, you mean your little boyfriend? Oh, he's on his way that is if he ever wants to see you alive again." He told.

"You're a monster." I spat. "Why are you even doing this to us? What did we ever do to you, because if this is about robbing my house I honestly, don't give to shits about it." I tried reasoning with him.

"Oh, it has nothing to do with you really, but your little boyfriend...well, I can't say the same about him." He said.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked.

"You see, he took something from me a few years ago. Something...or rather someone that meant a whole lot to me. They were my whole world until that scum of a delinquent came along and took him away from me!" He spat slamming his fist on a table. "After the little incident I spent day in and day out researching that kid, and watching his every move until suddenly, he just...disappeared." He said in a hushed tone.

"When I saw that he was on that TV show with you a few years back what was it called...Total Drama something I figured that this was fate, and I shouldn't have given up my search. Then you came along, and you two became the couple of the year. There were blogs, and interviews, which held so much precious information. Us showing up at your house wasn't an accident. I owed money to a higher authority, and knew where you lived thinking I could score a two for two bagging all the necessaryitems needed to pay back my loan, and to grab you as well hoping to leave that kid with a broken heart just like he did me.

"So, the night we stopped by had been planned out for weeks. I had heard your parents were away for the time being, and decided to stop by not thinking to find him there as well." He spat. This all didn't make sense...what could Duncan have done to piss this guy off so much. Though I had so many questions to ask I kept quiet as he continued.

"We had you and enough possessionsto repay our debt, and for a moment I as finally happy. That is until you two decided to escape." He told me. "I was so close too. I wasn't going to give up this time. I would chase you down until I was on my death bed, and looky here...I have you captive, and Duncan on his way to rescue you." He grinned. "My plan in falling into action." He said as his phone went off. It must have been important for him to pick it up, and leave his two bozos in charge of me.

Whenever Duncan showed up...all hell was going to break loose...

D POV

After a ten minute drive going at least 100 mph on the Harley I made it to the factory the burglers described. I quickly hopped off the bike, and ran to the side of the warehouse peering through the window to see Courtney tied up in a spare room being watched by the two thugs. My brows furrowed as I began to plot how to get Courtney out of there safely when the idea hit me.

I took a huge risk walking through the entrance of the factory, but ended up lucky not crossing paths with any unwanted thugs. I picked up a spare beam I passed on the way in, and smashed it against a door running as quickly as possible around the corner on the opposite side of the hall.

The thugs quickly came outside of the room they were holding Courtney in, and ran down the hall into the room I had smashed the beam into. Once they were both in I grabbed the spare beam and walked in the room behind them knocking them both out with two blows. They clasped to the ground with a loud thud, and I quickly closed the door behind me smashing the beam on on the nob, so once they woke up it would be impossible to leave.

I dropped the beam, and dashed for the room Courtney was in. I nearly broke the door down casing her to scream. "Shhh!" I hushed her seeing her face ease up once she realized it was me.

"Duncan!" She cheered quietly.

"Miss me?" I asked now untying her.

"You wouldn't believe..." she told me as her hands were free of the constricting rope. The two of us now working on her feet.

"Where are the guards?" She asked.

"I took care of 'em." I told her grinning.

"You didn't...kill them right?" She asked. A bit taken back from her question I raised an eyebrow. "Um, never mind..." she trailed off. She was now completely free of the rope, and the two of us were about to make yet another escape when were heard a door down the hall open.

"Shit." I spat.

"Duncan, we can't go out the front." She told me. I ignored her looking for another exit when I eyed a large air vent on the ceiling above up.
"Up there." I told her pointing at it.

"How the hell are we-" I cut her off standing on top of the chair she was tied to only minutes ago and hoisting her on my shoulders.

"Push it open." I instructed and she did as she was told. I quickly hoisted her through the opening now trying to climb to the head rest of the chair reaching for her hand. Once I was able to grab in she attempted to raise me up needed my help to pull as well. I was halfway through the vent when I heard the door bust open quickly pulling the rest of my body through pushing Courtney to the ground in front of me, and instructing her to crawl forward. I could hear the guy under us cuss out loud, and before I had a chance to react we were being fired at.

"Fuck." I spat nearly dodging a bullet that was aimed right between Court and I.

"Go! Go! Go!" I shouted shoving her so she'd pick up the pace. Bullets continued to be fired at us, and surprisingly, we dodged them all until I felt a sharp pain in my right shoulder.

"Ahh! Fuck!" I hissed.

"Duncan!" Courtney turned around worried.

"Don't stop can't you see we're being fired at?" I spat. She nodded her head and continued crawling quickly through the vents. I moved along behind her slowly unable to put any pressure on my arm without the burning sensation to shoot up through it.

The firing eventually seized calming us down a bit, but even more when Courtney pointed out an exit. Once there we quickly crawled out, Courtney first so she could help me out, but before I had a chance to reach the edge I heard her scream. I looked down to see the head of the goons arm wrapped around her neck, holding the gun to her temple.

"No!" I shouted hoping out from the vent on to the ground catching myself before falling down. "Don't shoot!" I instructed.

"Or what kid? What are you going to do to me?"

"I swear to God, if you shoot her..." I trailed off.

"What? You'll kill me?" He teased grinning at me. "I think you've lost this battle. I'm going to make you feel the same way you made me feel!" He shouted. Confused I stared at him.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked.

"What, you don't remember?" He asked. "August 17th, 2006. You were about...fifteen at the time right?" He questioned me.

"Uh, yeah?" I told him. "But, what does-" He cut me off.

"You were also serving time in the Quebec City Juvenile Detention Center, am I right?"

"Look, man, I don't remember that was a long tim-"

"Yes, you were is the correct answer. Now tell me, do you remember a boy that went by the name of Jeremy Andrews?" I stopped to ponder at the question. Jeremy Andrews...

"Yeah, my old cell mate." I told him.

"Riiiiiiight, your old cell mate. What happened to him?" He asked.

"He..." I trailed off still trying to think. "He was killed in a prison riot." I told him still trying to put two and two together.

"That's right, and who started that riot?" That's when it hit me.

"I-I did." I told him staring wide-eyed in his direction.

"Correct again. It appears that you thought it would be funny to draw attention to yourself. Do you remember what exactly you said?" He asked me.

"N-no..." I spoke.

"Oh, come on, think about it." I shook my head in response. "Well, it's a good thing I do. I believe you said something like 'Kill the mother fuckers who put us in here.'" He said mocking my voice. "And you know what? Jeremy Andrews agreed with you. Hell, he was ecstatic about the idea of paying back the guards. He took it a little too far. You know what he did?"

"He tried jumping a guard..." I mumbled.

"That's right! He tried jumping a guard, and then tell me what happened."

"The guard shot him." I said flatly.

"Yes, the guard shot him, and did you get any kind of punishment for this?"

"No, no one ever found out it was me who started the riot."

"Mhmm. Do you want to know something? Jeremy Andrews was my son." He told me making my eyes widen even more. "I loved him more than anything. He was my pride and joy. He didn't deserve to die because of you." He glared. "You took my son away from me, and now I'm going to take something important away from you." He said cocking the gun against Courtney's head. She screamed.

"Whoa man!" I shouted. "Look, I'm sorry about your kid, but I didn't tell him to attack that guard! That was his idea! I couldn't stop him!" I tried explaining.

"Yes you could have! If you hadn't opened your damn mouth my son would still be alive!" He said pressing the gun harder against Courtney's head at this point she was begging more mercy from the insane gunman.

"No! Look, if anyone here deserves to die man, it's not her! It's me! Please, leave her out of this." I begged hearing Courtney scream for me to take back what I said.

"Now, why would I finish you off? You'd be worry free, but if I took something that meant a lot to you just like you did to me then I cold make you suffer like you deserve!" He spat.

"Look! What did she ever do to you?" I asked.

"Nothing, just like Jeremy never did to you, but you just had to go and end his life!"

"I'm telling you man! I-!"

"It's too late for your excuses. Say goodbye to your precious girlfriend." He told me grinning evilly as he pulled the trigger.

A/N: Awwwwh, shit! Cliff hanger! What's gonna happen next? Why don't you all give me your opinions of what you think should happen. I already know, but I'm a bit curious to see what you have to say! Review please!