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As the time continued ticking slowly during the evening, Brittany's grandparents and Matt were starting to get worried. They all tried to call her cell phone multiple times, but she never picked up. Shawn and Rebecca were also called, and came right to the house.

"It's 8, and I'm really starting to get worried," Matt exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen. "If Brittany intended on being this late, wouldn't she have called?"

Jean nodded. "Yes definitely. She was always good about that. That is what is worrying me."

Shawn then turned toward Matt. "Who did you say she was going shopping with?"

"Her two friends, Amy and Jill."

"Do you have either of their phone numbers?" Shawn asked Jean and David.

Jean pulled her address book out of a drawer, and started flipping through pages. "Yes, I have both of them," she exclaimed. "I think it was even Brittany who put their names in here for me-just in case we ever needed to get a hold of her."

She then reached for the house phone, and began dialing Amy's number. Luckily, she answered within moments. "Hi Amy, this is Jean Finch, Brittany's grandma."

"Hi Jean. How are you?" Amy asked.

"I'm good thank you. Ummm…would Brittany happen to still be with you?"

Even though Jean couldn't see it, Amy scrunched her face. "Brit was never with me today. I mean, I talked to her on the phone this afternoon, and we talked about getting together sometime during her visit, but that was all. Is everything ok?"

Jean sadly sighed, tears springing to her eyes. "Uh, I'm not really sure Amy. Listen, if you hear from Brittany, can you please call me?"

"Absolutely. No problem."

"Thank you," Jean said as she hung up the phone. "Brittany wasn't with Amy today. Matt, are you sure she said she would be with Amy and Jill?"

"I'm positive," Matt said. A sudden realization hit him. "I think I may know why she lied to me about who she was going with."

"Why?" David asked.

"Because she told me she felt smothered with all of us watching her and making sure she was ok. Brittany said she needed some breathing room."

"I bet then she went to the mall by herself," Rebecca said.

"I'll go around town and see if I can't find her," Shawn said, with Rebecca following close behind.

"Damn it!" Matt shouted. "I shouldn't have let her go. This is all my fault!"

"No it isn't Matt," Jean said as she watched the WWE superstar collapse in a kitchen chair. "You had no reason to think anything else. We just need to find out why she didn't tell us the truth, and where she is now."

"I think it's time we call the police," David said as he took away the home phone from his wife.

Meanwhile, in a dark and cold building across town, Brittany was finally gaining consciousness. She instantly grabbed the back of her head in pain, and felt something on the back of her hand. When she looked at it, it felt like a liquid and immediately thought it was blood. She tried to sit up, but her vision was so blurred, and it didn't help that it was dark. Feeling scared, she hid in the corner of the room and began to cry.

"Where in the world am I?" she asked herself, wiping away a few stray tears.

"Crying isn't going to get you anywhere."

Brittany looked up, and could see Justin coming out of the shadows, walking toward her. "Where am I?" she cautiously asked.

"Oh you don't need to know that," he replied as he crouched down to her level. Brittany leaned against the wall as far away from Justin as possible.

"We need to talk," he said firmly. "Why is there a picture of Evan Bourne on your cell phone?"

"H-How do you know that?"

Justin chuckled as he smacked Brittany across the face. "I'm not that dumb bitch! He's tried calling you over and over and his picture keeps re-appearing. Then I decided to look through your text messages, and I get this feeling that your cheating on me with him! Are you fucking around on me?"

"No I am not fucking around on you! I ended things a long time ago, but you didn't get the hint. And I'm not telling you why his picture keeps coming up or why there are a lot of text messages from him."

"Are you fucking him?" Justin asked.

When Brittany stayed silent, Justin stood up and kicked her in the stomach. She immediately began to cry harder, and wrapped her arms around her waist in pain. "Ok, since you won't answer that question, do you like him? Better yet, do you love him?"

Fearing being hurt again, Brittany slowly nodded her head. "Yes I love him. Ok, are you happy? He has treated me a hell of a lot better than you!"

Within moments, Brittany cried out in pain once again as Justin kicked her in the same spot. "We will see about that," he replied, right before kicking her again.

Brittany stayed in the corner for a few minutes, not being able to move. When she cautiously looked up, she tried to figure out where exactly she was, but nothing helped. It was so dark. Just then, Brittany looked up at the wall, and realized there was a small window near the top, and something pick twinkled in the corner of her eye.

"Thank you God," Brittany said happily as she literally crawled toward the object. As Justin walked away, he must have not realized he dropped Brittany's cell phone. As she took a hold of it, she noticed it only had 2 bars. Brittany knew she had to make it quick-who knows how long she actually had.

Cops literally filled the Finch household as they took statements from Brittany's family, and searched the house, hopeful to find any clue as to where Brittany might be.

"Mrs. Finch, are you sure that Brittany just didn't walk away? I mean she is 24," Officer Matthews said.

"How dare you ask me that! Brittany isn't that type of girl. She was happy in her relationship with Matt, and nothing was going on. I am telling you something happened to her!" she exclaimed.

Another officer then walked up. "Mrs. Finch, my name is Officer Rodgers, and we are doing our best to find your grand daughter. Officer Matthews here doesn't know how to ask the right questions," he said, glaring at the younger man.

Jean smiled weakly. "Thank you," she said as they younger man walked away.

"Now I have attached a listening device to your home phone, just in case the kidnapper or Brittany is able to call. If they are on long enough, we can trace the call and find where she is. Is there any cell phones that might need it as well?"

Before Jean could reply, everyone got silent as the home phone began to ring. Once Officer Rodgers turned the machine on, he motioned Jean to answer it.

"H-Hello?"

"Grams?" Brittany whispered.

Jean let out a sigh of relief. "Brittany! Where are you? Are you ok?"

As soon as he heard his girlfriend's name being said, Matt sprinted into the kitchen as best as possible. He saw the fear in Jean's eyes, and knew something was up. Brittany was in trouble.

"Grams, I'm so sorry I lied. I just want to come home!"

"Sweetie the police are here and we are trying to determine where you are," she said as she glanced toward the officer. He motioned for her to keep going. "Are you ok?"

"I-I think so," she stuttered. "My head hurts, and Justin kicked me repeatedly in the ribs."

"Did Justin do this to you?"

"Yes," Brittany replied as she started crying again. "Grams, please tell Matt I'm sorry for lying to him, and I'm sorry to you. Please, I want to go home!"

Before Jean could respond, she could hear her grand daughter start screaming, and covered her mouth as she started crying. Matt then took the phone from the elderly woman.

"Justin I swear to God if you hurt my girlfriend, I will kill you myself," he boomed into the phone.

Justin chuckled as he glanced toward the petrified figure in the corner. "Is this the Evan Bourne? The Evan Bourne who stole my girlfriend?"

"I didn't steal anything from you," he said into the phone. "You two were broken up when Brit and I met."

"Not in my eyes. Listen, you better kiss your little girlfriend good bye, because you are never going to see her again," Justin said. Matt could hear Brittany scream one last time before the line was cut off.

Matt tightly shut his eyes, trying to prevent any tears from falling. Once they opened, he noticed the police running out of the house. "What's going on?" he asked.

"They were able to get a location on Brittany. Unfortunately we can't go with them, and they will call once Brittany is found," David explained.

"I just hope they get her in time," Jean said as she collapsed on the couch. Rebecca then sat down next to the woman, trying to comfort her the best way she could.

Matt then sat on a nearby kitchen chair, his face in his hands. He then felt a comforting hand on his shoulder. "They are going to find her," Shawn said.

"I hope so," Matt replied, pulling his hands away. "I really hope it's not too late!"