Wendy's POV

We managed to get everything packed and make our first flight and then we would stay the night and catch another plane to Italy. Unfortunately that morning nobody's alarm clock went off. We all scrambled to get ready so that we might make the flight but we just missed it. So now we're stuck in some weird place instead of in Italy with my Paulie. We sat around in our hotel room moping until we heard that the plane ended up crashing. Lola cried for about an hour and the rest of us were just sort of dumbstruck and a little sick. Then Maria pointed out that we had to check out soon, so we gathered our stuff and headed out. We did not want to get on any planes! Ever! But this town was super creepy and weird guys keep messing with us. Luckily Grace is pretty scarey. Suddenly we heard a gunshot. We cover our heads and I see a person wearing a black mask running away. I thought I saw curly blond hair poking out of the bottom so I think it was a girl. Then suddenly we were grabbed from behind. The group of people gagged us and tied our hands before putting us in a van. I was totally freaking out inside even though on the outside I looked rather calm. Then Maria somehow got the cloth out of her mouth and started whispering instructions as the van started moving.

"Ok, cooperate as best as possible. We don't want them to hurt us. Just stay calm and stick together." We all nodded

Paul's POV

I woke up in a daze, I was in my hotel room. My mind was blank, I have no idea what happened. I looked over to John who was laying on his bed crying. I wondered why when I realized my face was hot and sticky and everything flooded back into my mind. Wendy's gone. My unborn child is gone. I'll never see them again. I felt more tears running down my cheeks and I squeezed my eyes shut. How could this have happened?! She they didn't deserve to die like that! I need her! I rolled over onto my stomach to cry into my pillow.

Maria's POV

I don't know how long we had been riding in the back of this dark, smelly van but it finally stopped. Then the doors burst open and I blinked as the sun shone in. Five people wearing all black and black masks dragged us out and blindfolded us and re gagged me. I think we then walked through a forest and then we were taken into a small cabin and the blindfolds were taken off. I looked around at the other girls to make sure they were ok. Then I looked around the room. All but one of the people left.

The person sat there looking at us for a while before pulling their mask off. My eyes widened in shock. It was Tessa! She grinned and pulled the wad of cloth out of my mouth.

"Tessa! How could you do this?!" I exclaimed, the other girls watched in shock from the sidelines.

"No! I'm not your precious Tessa!" She snarled. "Tessa is my dreadful sister!"

"But Tessa doesn't have any siblings." I said, trying not to sound so nervous.

"Oh yes she does." The Tessa look alike got up and started walking around the room. "If you recall, Tessa's real mother died and her father remarried. Guess who Tessa looks exactly like and who, shall we say, couldn't stay put." She hissed. "Her mother is my mother, get the picture?" She said, then chuckled. "Yes, but poor young Tessa was so precious that I didn't matter quite as much. So I was eventually taken away from my drunk father and given to my mother who put me in an orphanage. So poor little me was left with nothing!" She rounded on me and shouted in my face.

"I'm sorry! I never knew any of that stuff and I understand you're hurt but why did you kidnap me and my friends?!" I said trying to sound kind yet firm but my voice was shaking too much.

"Ah yes, you and your friends. Well you see. Getting revenge on Tessa would only do so much, you see I would still have nothing. So I found out she was going to meet you at the airport except none of you ever made it." She smiled wickedly.

"You mean you caused the plane to crash and killed her?! And all those innocent people?!" I exclaimed in horror.

"Yes." She smiled. What kind of sick person is she?! She is definitely not Tessa.

"So, once the poor Beatle boys have practically killed themselves over your, "deaths", when I bring you all up to them they'll be suckers for plenty of ransom money." She grinned at the thought.

"They would never fall for that!" I shouted, trying to more so reassure myself.

"Yes, you're probably right. Right now they're probably just moving on to the next easy chick who crosses their paths." She smiled at me, I could tell she was trying to mess with us. But what if that were true? I don't really know about George or Ringo but John and Paul didn't have the best reputation in that department. I looked over at Wendy and I saw the fear of the the thought reflected in her eyes.

"They'll save us and you wont get away with this!" I spat back.

"We'll just see about that." She said cooly.