Hey, I'm really sorry this chapter has been forever in getting up (and that its so short) but I've been busy and had a case of writers block on this story. But watching the ruby episode and the magition episode broke the writers block, I think. Thank you for all the nice comments. :) And thanks for the ideas and suggestions, the suggestions have really helped a lot and I know what I want to happen now. :) All that is left is to get it out of my head and on my computer and then get it on here! :) Hopefully it won't take as long, but it depends on how busy I am. :) Anyways, thanks for all the reviews and for liking this story. :)

So I've been watching the forums and have learned that Henry's parents names are actually "Rosemary and Zafer", so I went back and changed them all. :) Just thought I would mention that. Now on to the chapter! :)

Chapter 12

"Are you sure you're going, Rosie?" Zafer Griffin asked his wife for hte thirtieth time as they drove to the airport.

"Zafer, if you ask me one more time, I'm going to go and get Henry on my own!" Rosemary Griffin threatened.

That shut her husband up. Both were worried sick about there son and his friends. The two were silent all the way to the air port, each letting there imagination run wild over things that might be happening to Henry and his friends. They were on the plane and seated when Rosie broke the silence.

"Did we do the right thing?"

"What?" Zafer asked.

"Did we do the right thing sending Henry to America?" Rosie asked quietly.

"Honey, you know we didn't have a choice." Zafer put his hand on his wife's shoulder. "If Henry had stayed with us he would have wound up in serious trouble or hurt or worse!"

"But he's in serious trouble now!" Rosie seemed to be on the brink of tears. "Henry's life is on the line and we weren't there to protect him!"

"Rosemary," Zafer turned his wife's face toward his. "Henry isn't a child anymore, he's almost a man. Sooner or later we're going to have to accept that he can take care of himself. He's not an average teenager, after all."

Rose sighed and laid her head on his shoulder.

"You're right." she said quietly, closing her eyes. "But I'm just so worried!"

"Me too." Zafer whispered so she couldn't hear. "Me too."

"Mr. and Mrs. Griffin?" a man asked from the isle.

Rosie sat up in her chair and looked into the isle.

"Yes." She said before gasping.

The man in the isle wore normal clothes, but with a long jacket. Poking out from the jacket, Rosie and Zafer could see the barrel of a pistol poking out.

"Come with me, please." the man said in a low voice. "Or your son will be punished."

Rosie took only one glance at her husband before standing and following the man, who obviously knew that they would follow him whether he pointed a gun at them or not. Rosie and Zafer played right into the man's hands. They followed him out the door of hte airplane and to the bottom of the steps where the man spun around to face them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Griffin," he said in a mock polite voice. "Would you like to see your son?"
"What have you done to him?" Zafer snapped, fearing the worse.
"Absolutly nothing," the man chuckled darkly. "But if you don't do exactly as I say, you'll never see him or his friends alive again."

Zafer lost his cool. He leaped forward, his hands reaching out to grab the man. He never made it. As the man distracted the couple, neither had noticed the men sneaking up behind them until it was to late. With two swift blows, the Griffin's were knocked uncounsicous.

"Quick," the man in the long coat ordered the other two men. "Get them to our plane before anyone comes over here."

The two men, both of whom's skin was dark and looked like they were from the Amazon, quickly and easily lifted the unconsious Griffins and took them to a small plane at the end of the runway. Taking one last look around, the remaining man put the gun in a small shoulder holster and walked toward the plane.