*omg guys your reviews have boomed after the last few chapters! Will try and keep them happier for a couple of chapters now! Please enjoy and keep reviewing! The Benji POV was a bit I forgot to put in the last chapter so quickly added it in here. *

Benji POV

Once I'd got the call from Jesse to say that she'd been found I told Donald to tell everyone then I left. I had to see her. Jesse probably wouldn't like be being there but I needed to be. I got to the hospital and saw Jesse and Beca's parents leaving the waiting room, I followed them. I stood at the window and watched as Jesse went in alone. Her dad obviously didn't recognise me as he walked straight past me. I wanted to go in but I held myself back, it wouldn't be fair on Beca and Jesse. I smiled as I turned to leave. She was okay, that's all that mattered. My feelings would have to stop.

Jesse POV

Beca had been awake for a couple of hours, she hadn't yet asked about what happened to her, I wasn't sure if she'd remember who took her or what happened to her. We'd sat there talking about anything else we could think of, Bella's, Trebles, parents, school work. Eventually we ran out of topics to pass the time, this was when I knew it would be time to talk.

"Jesse, what happened to me?" She asked it so quietly and nervously like she didn't really want the answer.

"Luke and Joey kidnapped you. They held you captive for 2 days and beat you. The police got there just in time, they are sure he was about to kill you." I explained gently, holding her hand the whole time.

"How did the police know where to find me?" she sounded confused, she obviously thought she'd been in some abandoned building miles away.

"Well they looked into Luke and found out he owned 3 apartments around the city, they just busted every single one till they found you. He wasn't particularly clever when it came to hiding you." She laughed at this. I was glad she found humour in the situation.

"Why did they take me?"

I sighed. "We don't know yet babe, they're questioning them both as we speak." I wanted to know the answer to that aswell. She squeezed my hand, sensing my frustration. With her other hand she tilted my head up, she leant in a kiss me. It wasn't a deep kiss but it was passionate and full of emotion. I hadn't kissed her since the day she'd gone missing. We were interrupted by the deep cough of a police officer.

"We're very sorry to have to do this but we need to ask you some questions about what has happened." He looked genuinely sorry. Beca looked at me, fear in her eyes, It killed me to see her like this.

"Don't worry I'll be here every step of the way," I promised kissing her hand gently. She took a deep breath and nodded. The officer took a seat in the chair on the other side of the bed and got out a voice recorder and a statement sheet. This would be difficult to hear but I needed to be strong, for her.

Beca POV

"Thank you officer, sorry I couldn't remember more!" I said as he left the room. He'd be questioning me and taking my statement for the last 2 hours. I didn't remember much, only small snippets of various events but he said it was enough as long as I could identify Joey and Luke. I was glad that they would be put away, Luke for a fair few years and Joey probably only a couple of years but it was enough to make me feel safe. I turned back to Jesse who had a fake smile on his face, I could tell by his eyes that he was angry and upset at what I'd just described.

"Hey Jesse, I'm safe now, you don't need to be worried or scared. I've got you with me now, I don't need anything else but you," I told him, I wanted him to be happy.

"I should've been with you, I could've stopped this!" he spat turning away from me and standing up.

"No Jesse you probably would've been taken or killed as well. If you had been with me then nobody would've noticed me missing until the morning," I hated seeing him beat himself up. There was nothing he could've done to prevent this but I didn't know how I could get him to believe it. I reached out my hand, asking him to hold it. When he took my hand I pulled him back down into his chair. I smiled at him with pleading eyes, I didn't have to speak for him to know what I was asking him to do. He knew I wanted him to stop hating himself for what happened. It wasn't his fault, it was Luke and Joey for being fucked up in the head.

"When can I come home? I want to cuddle in bed with you and watch crappy movies!" I pouted as I spoke. Jesse just laughed at me.

"I'll go and find out!" he laughed as he got up, he kissed me on the forehead before leaving to go and find my doctor. Suddenly I was scared. I was alone. I hadn't been alone since I'd woken up. I started sweating and my breathing became short and I was struggling to get air. Everything around me started to go blurry and started spinning. One of the machines I was hooked up to started bleeping. Within seconds 2 nurses and a doctor came running into my room followed closely by Jesse. What was happening to me? They laid my bed down flat and put an air mash on me. Slowly my vision came back to normal and my breathing returned to normal. As I sat up again I started to cry.

"What was wrong? What just happened?!" I cried, I was scared and confused.

"You had a panic attack, its normal after a traumatic experience," the doctor explained as he checked my pulse. "Everything seems to be normal now, but I do advise that you go to counselling to try and help your mind get rid of the bad memories. Here is a good trauma counsellor, give her a call and arrange an appointment. You will be discharged around lunch time."

I watched as him and the nurses left. I looked at the card, I hated to admit it but I needed to speak to someone, I needed help. I was struggling and I was broken. I checked the time, 10:30am. I'd been found approximately 12 hours ago it was time for me to go home. I needed to get back to normal, if I could that was. I couldn't be left alone without having a panic attack, how would I manage going to classes? Or rehearsals? It would take time but eventually with this counsellors help I would get there. Finals were 2 months away, that would be enough time right? I hoped so.

"Hey Bec, you still coming to mine for Spring Break?" Jesse brought me back to reality with his question.

"Yeah sure, let me just make sure it's still okay with Dad and Shelia, and of course my mum," I replied. "She likes you, she says your one of the good ones!" it was true, when mum had come to see me earlier before she headed home she'd told me. It made me feel good that she actually liked one of my boyfriends, normally she hated them.

"Well that's good then, I like her, she seems to really care about you!" he smiled back.

After a quick conversation with Dad and Shelia it was confirmed that I would still be spending Spring Break with Jesse and his family. I was looking forward to it, but I was nervous as hell. I knew there was the risk of having another panic attack at any time, I was sure that he had told his family about what had happened. I was worried that they would think I was a unstable freak if I broke down or had an attack in front of them. I could feel myself start to struggle for breath again. I tapped Jesse, unable to speak. Great yet another panic attack. Nurses came rushing in and gave me the oxygen mask again. I felt stupid for this, I just wanted to go home. Only another hour to go. I would be counting down every minute till I was out of here.