Seeing Will again on my screen was an awesome feeling. It was great to see him again after all this time.


Malcolm rushed into the street where the mansion was. The minute he saw the door had been left open, he knew something was wrong.

"Oh no".

He ran into the mansion, gun in hand, prepared for anything. Except for what he found.

Chad was lying on the floor next to the couch, unconcious, and under him was a red trail. The phone was tossed not too far away from him.

"Oh, God" said Malcolm, rushing next to him, and rolled him over.

His eyes widened when he saw the bloody wound on Chad's chest. "Oh no. Oh no no no no".

He checked Chad's pulse on his neck and wrist. "Pulse, oh thank you, Lord".

Malcolm got a handkerchief from the table and put pressure on Chad's chest with it. "Come on, man, don't die on me!"

Chad let out a weak gasp. Malcolm sighed in relief.

"Chad, Chad, what happened?" he said, as he took out his phone. "Come on, man talk to me!"

Chad moaned.

"Urgh" Malcolm complained, as his call was picked up. "Yes, I need an ambulance immediatly, male, brunet, 27, gunshot wound in the chest. No, it hasn't hit the heart, but probably a lung. It's still bleeding so get here now! 430 Lakeview Drive... Oh, really? Then hurry the hell up!"

He hung up. "Alright man, help's on the way, and you're gonna be good as new".

Chad had woken up. He was breathing irregularly, and struggled a lot to say any words.

"Ma... De... Here..." he was trying to say.

Malcolm frowned, as sirens were heard closer and closer.

"What?"

Chad started trembling and gasping for air. "Will..."

Malcolm looked at him in horror as the paramedics rushed inside. He stood up to give them room to attend Chad.

"Will..." said Chad again, as a tear fell down his cheek. He started coughing when the EMTs lifted him and put him on a stretcher. A red substance came out of his mouth a fell on his shirt. Blood.

"Alright that's it, get him out of here!" ordered one of the paramedics.

Malcolm followed them to the door, when he suddenly realized...

"Will".

As if chased by a demon, he ran upstairs, and slammed the door of Will's room open, only to find it empty.

"Oh no. Oh God, no".


Somewhere unknown, in a dark, small place, Deimos cleaned a gun with a cloth. He had a scar in his face, and a swollen lip. But despite that, his smirk was big, and his eyes revealed pure insanity.

"I gotta say, you gave quite a fight" he said. "Considering your condition, I was not expecting that kind of strenght from you".

Behind him, tied and gagged on a chair, Will glared at him.

"So, Chad DiMera is dead by now" Deimos continued. "Too bad, I won't deny he had potential in the business world".

Will closed his eyes in denial, and opened them again, furiously looking at Deimos's back.

"You son of a bitch" he thought.

Deimos turned around. "I guess I should say I'm sorry for your loss. I know you guys were friends".

Will looked at him in the eyes. "You'll pay. I know this time they are looking for me. You'll be caught, and you'll answer for Chad's death".

Deimos smirked when he noticed Will wasn't afraid of him. "Defiant, are we?"

He punched him across the face, making him fall to the floor. Will inevitably hit his head, for his hands had been tied behind the chair.

Deimos faked concern. "Oh sorry, did that hurt?"

He lifted the chair. Will struggled again, earning another punch from Deimos.

"Man, you need to be cool, my hand is getting sore" he mocked. "Ah, well, I can't blame you. I know you and the boy were close. Man, if somebody killed my best friend, there'd be nothing in this world I would do to avenge him! However, you don't have to bother".

He cocked his gun and pointed to Will's face. "If there's a Heaven, I have no doubt you two will meet again".


Malcolm looked around Will's room. "No, this can't be, this can't be".

He stepped in, slowly panicking. He knew Will couldn't have shot Chad. Someone had tried to kill him and taken Will. And Malcolm had a pretty good idea of who that could be.

"Deimos".

He started looking for anything that could lead him to Will, and his eyes caught sight of a small red light that came from the nightstand. A phone had been placed, andits camera was pointing at him. Malcolm approached, put on and took it.

The phone had been recording the same spot for nearly 45 minutes, and Malcolm pressed the stop button.

"Please, let this be some clue" he muttered,and pressed the play button.

On the screen, a pair of arms appeared, placing the phone on the table, and focused. Malcolm saw Will's face. Hos brother looked worried.

"Malcolm, if you see this, help us" said Will, and went to open the door. Malcolm saw in horror how Deimos was unfortunately at the other side of the door. He couldn't hear very well, but it looked like they were definitely talking.

Will was showing his back to the camera, and his fists were clenched.

"Damn bad quality" Malcolm cursed, knowing the phone was old.

In the screen, Will pushed Deimos, but Deimos responded with a punch. They fought, and Malcolm was impressed his brother, weakened, was resisting that much.

But of course that couldn't last long. Deimos threw another swing at Will, making him fall. Just when Will was about to get up, Deimos took out a gun, and pointed at Will's face.

More talking was done, and Will slowly stood up, and Deimos, still holding the gun, took him away, closing the door. The camera kept filming the empty area.

Malcolm fast-forwarded the film several time to make sure he wasn't going to miss anything important. But the rest of the footage was just the image of the closed door.

"Damn you, Deimos" Malcolm muttered. He loaded his gun and went to the door, when he heard voices from downstairs.

"...Let's check upstairs, this looks bad".

Malcolm still held the phone and his gun when Rafe and Hope entered the room. They seemed quite surprised to see him.

"Oh God" Malcolm deadpanned, still with a blank face. "It's the dynamic duo".

"There's no time for jokes, Malcolm" Hope scolded. "What's going on here? Where's Will?"

Malcolm tilted his head to the side. "That's what I'm actually trying to figure out too".

Rafe frowned. He started dreading what his instincts told him. "Malcolm, what the hell happened".

Malcolm sighed. "Chad's been shot. He actually called me, and I came here as fast as I could when I noticed that he didn't sound fine, not to mention he passed out on me. Will's been taken again".

Hope looked at him in horror. "What?"

"Chad's alive" he said. "But his wound isn't pretty at all. He was rushed to the hospital a few minutes ago. I'll go check on his condition and then I'll look for Will, which reminds me..."

He took out his phone and sent a few texts. Hope and Rafe looked stunned, trying to process everything Malcolm had said, and exasperated, for they were certain they had to get moving.

"Malcolm!" said Hope, after a few seconds.

Malcolm turned to her. "Yes?"

"Will. Where is he?" said Rafe.

"That I don't know" he replied. "But I know who took him".

He got the video on the phone again, and replayed it, showing it to his aunt and her partner.

Hope and Rafe watched Will appearing on screen.

"Malcolm, if you see this, help us".

They saw Will open the door, and a man was outside.

"That's Deimos" gasped Hope.

"That son of a bitch's had a whole team looking for him outside and he's been in Salem the whole time" Rafe said, angry. "Alright, that's it. We're gonna look for him".

"The CIA's on it already" said Malcolm. "Don't you guys have to collect evidence and stuff anyway?"

Rafe looked at him, offended.

Malcolm shrugged. "I'm not a cop".

"We got a team in charge of that" said Hope. "Will's my nephew, like you. I care about Chad, and I know he's in good hands right now. We'll search for Will with you".

"Alright" said Malcolm.

"But where are we going to look?" asked Rafe. "I know your agency is looking into that but we can't waste time. Deimos is gonna want to kill Will probably".

Malcolm thought about it, and took out his phone. "Looks like we're gonna need a little help from our friends".


John and Paul were having dinner together at the Pub. John had a sad expression on his face.

"Man, I can't believe you're actually leaving" he lamented.

"I'm really sorry, Dad" said Paul. "But there's mothing for me in this town anymore. At least, not in my love life. And I honestly wouldn't stand seeing Sonny with Will. I deserve to be happy".

"You don't know for sure if Will will accept Sonny back in his life" said John. "Too much time has passed, and Sonny isn't the same person he was four years ago, and you know it. And don't get me wrong, I respect your decision of breaking up, but why does that mean you have to leave?"

Paul shook his head. "It's not only that. There are so many opportunities in San Francisco. I'll be with my mother. But I'll always be grateful for my time here, even if it sucked in the beginning".

"I'd say" said John, still sad. "I'm gonna miss you terribly, kid".

Paul smiled at him. "Me too. Never in a million years I would have imagined I'd find my dad here. Thanks for welcoming me with open arms".

John raised his glass. "You're my son. And I love you. Just call me every once in a while".

Paul raised his glass too, clanking it with John's. "I certainly will".

John's phone rang.

"Excuse me" he said, picking up. "John Black".

"Hey John" said Malcolm's worried voice. "Is Paul by any chance with you right now?"

"He is" he replied. "Do you want to speak to him?".

"I'd actually rather speak to you two" Malcolm said. "Tell him to come close".

John frowned. "Uh, I could put it on speaker".

"Are you guys in public?"

"We are at the Pub".

"Then tell him to come close to the phone, dammit! It's important!"

John glanced at Paul, looking confused. He obliged anyway. "Uh, Malcolm wants to talk to us, come here".

They put their heads close, and John put the phone between them.

"Ok, Malcolm, tell us, what's going on?" he said.

"Paul, can you hear me?"

"Yes".

"Alright. Guys, something terrible has happened. Deimos broke in the DiMera Mansion a while ago".

John closed his eyes in dismay."Oh, no".

"Chad's been shot and is in a bad shape, we've rushed him to the hospital. I'm calling because I need your help. Deimos has kidnapped Will again".

Both Paul and John shared a horrified glance. While Paul didn't know the real Will and had practically ended his relationship with Sonny because of him, he knew better than to let his personal feelings influence on his job.

"Do Sami and Lucas know?" asked John.

"Not yet. Hope is calling them as we speak".

"What do you want us to do?" asked Paul.

"Come to the Mansion. I've already enlisted Hope, Rafe, JJ and Steve. We're already planning the manhunt so come!"

"We're on our way" said John, standing up and tossing a few bills on the table.

He hung up. "Well, kid, how about some fun before you say goodbye?"

Paul chuckled. "Busting Deimos and make him pay for good. Wouldn't miss it for anything in the world".

They rushed to the door. John got out first, just as Sonny entered the Pub, and he and Paul ran into each other.

"Oh, sorry" said Paul, trying to leave.

"Wait, Paul! I was hoping to talk" said Sonny.

"There's no time!" Paul exclaimed. "I gotta go".

He motioned to leave, but Sonny got in his way. "Why? Where's the fire?"

Paul sighed in exasperation, and grabbed Sonny's arms. "Sonny, I got bad news".

"Oh no, what else?" Sonny groaned.

Paul looked down for a second. He met Sonny's eyes. "Deimos kidnapped Will again. We must find him before he hurts him. Excuse me".

Paul left, leaving Sonny's speechless.

"What?" Sonny thought. "But I just saw him!"

Suddenly in his eyes appeared rage and a fury no one had ever seen. "Oh no. Not this time, Deimos. You won't take him away from me".


Sami picked up the phone when it rang. She, EJ and Lucas were having dinner together.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Sami, it's me" said Hope over the phone.

"Hi, Aunt Hope, what's up?" she greeted.

She heard a sigh.

"Honey, is Lucas with you?"

"Yes" she replied with a frown.

"Put me on speaker, dear".

Still confused, Sami got back to the table with Lucas and EJ, and put the phone on speaker. "Ok, Aunt Hope, tell us what's going on".

"Sami, Lucas, you have to be strong".

Lucas got suspicious. "Hope, what happened?"

"It's Deimos, dear. He broke into the DiMera Mansion an hour or so ago".

"What?!" Sami exclaimed, standing up.

"Hope, how did it happen?" asked EJ, a little calm.

"We're not sure yet" she replied. "But we suspect it was by a secret entrance. In fact, we believe there are more secret hallways than Chad knows about".

"What about Chad? What about Will?" asked Lucas, starting to panic.

"Please, be strong" said Hope. "Chad's been shot, and Will's been kidnapped again".

"NO!" Sami screamed. EJ had to hold her so she wouldn't lose control. "No, it can't be!"

"We're doing everything we can to find him" Hope assured. "Malcolm found Chad and had him rushed to the hospital. The CIA is already looking for any sign of Deimos".

"Where's Malcolm?" asked Lucas, as Sami cried on EJ's arms. "Is he with you?"

"He is" she replied. "Malcolm, your dad wants to speak to you".

They heard some movement, until Malcolm's voice came out of the phone.

"Hey, Lucas".

"Malcolm, tell us everything".

Malcolm sighed. "Chad called me, and he didn't sound ok. In fact, he passed out in the middle of it, so I rushed to the Mansion and found him seriously hurt. And Will was nowhere to be found. He left a video of him in his room asking for my help, and just then Deimos appeared. They fought, but Deimos took him anyway".

"Oh my God" he lamented.

"Don't worry, Lucas. We'll find him" Malcolm assured. "And we're gonna make the son of a bitch pay".

Lucas nodded. "Ok, ok. But you can't go alone. As resourceful and skilled you are, Deimos is very powerful".

"Says who?"

"I do!" he exclaimed. He got a resolute expression on his face. "In fact, I forbid you to go alone."

"You what?"

"Malcolm Riley Horton, I forbid you to go alone!" he repeated. "Either you get help or you don't take part in this mission".

"Fine! I wasn't going to go alone anyway" Malcolm grunted. "I just put together a little army to go find him".

Lucas nodded again. "Good. I trust you. Now go find your brother and bring him safe".

"I will".

Malcolm hung up.

"Oh my God" cried Sami. "We just got him back, how can this happen?"

"They will find him, sweetheart" said EJ. "They will find him".

Sami suddenly gasped. "Oh my God, Chad! He's in the hospital, we must go and see if he's ok!"

"As much as I want to check on my brother" he replied. "I'm worried about you. Both of you, actually".

"Let's go" said Lucas. "Looking after Chad might keep us busy and distracted from the fact of potentially losing our son again".

"You won't" said EJ, standing up. "Malcolm's a good agent, he'll find him".

Sami wiped away her tears. "Not a word to the kids, ok? Not a word!"

Lucas nodded. "I should call Gabi".

"I will" said EJ. "You two get going".

Sami and Lucas left, and EJ took out his phone.

"Might as well call Father too" he thought as he dialed.


John and Paul took a minute to catch their breaths when they got to the Mansion.

Malcolm approached them. "Gee, guys, you ran all the way from the Pub".

"Terrible idea, terrible idea" John panted.

"Ok!" said Steve as he loaded his guns. "Now that we're all here, we should make a quick plan about what're gonna do".

Malcolm looked at him. "Dude, this is an emergency! There's no time to make any plans!"

Steve shrugged. "Neither the ISA nor the CIA have called with any information. I just figured we could get ready for anything that waits for us".

"Whatever" said Malcolm. "Ok. What do we do?"

Rafe gathered everyone. "I believe we can do this the old fashioned way"

John raised an eyebrow. "Which is?"

"We all outnumber Deimos" he replied. "He'll have to surrender".

"But then probably he'll take Will and threaten to kill him if we don't drop the guns" said JJ. "It's always like that".

"We are way too numerous" said Paul. "He'll have no choice. One of us will have the perfect angle to shoot him without hurting Will if we surround him".

"That could work" said Hope. "But he trajectory of a bullet is never straight. There's always a curvature. And in this situation we can't stop and calculate. We must think and act fast".

"So that takes care of it" said Steve. "Alright, prepare yourselves. That call should be coming soon".

As in cue, while everyone cocked their guns, Malcolm's phone rang.

"It's them" he said, picking up. "Horton. Yes. You sure? Great, I'll call you back. Dead or alive".

He hung up. "Alright. Deimos was seen by some warehouse at the docks".

"You're kidding" said Rafe. He scoffed. "Why do all kidnappers choose a warehouse as their hideout?"

"If it's that predictable, why haven't you searched there first?" Malcolm shot back.

"Ok, let's not waste our time arguing" said John, opening the door. "Let's move, come on!"

As everyone got out, Malcolm stopped Paul. "Hey, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about you and Jackson".

Paul shrugged. "I'll survive. Sonny and I will remain friends. We're ok".

Malcolm nodded. "Also, I'm sorry we ruined your wedding".

Paul chuckled. "Don't worry about it. That's actually my chance to start over".

"What do you mean?"

"I'm leaving Salem".

"Oh. I'm sorry it didn't work out for you".

Paul shrugged. "Let's go find Will. Making Deimos pay can be my goodbye gift".

Malcolm chuckled and folloed him outside.


Abigail ran inside the hall of the hospital and ran into Gabi. Both women embraced.

"Oh my God, Gabi" she cried.

"It's ok" Gabi consoled. "Chad's in surgery right now, and Kayla's with him. He's in great hands, we'll get through this".

"Where are Ari and Thomas?" Abby asked.

"With the sitter" she replied. "They don't know what happened yet, and I honestly hope they save Chad and find Will".

"Oh my God, Will!" Abby said. "What exactly happened to him?"

Gabi started crying too. "Deimos kidnapped him again! Rafe thinks he's also responsible for Chad's shooting".

Suddenly, a loud music was heard from the TV in the waiting room. "This is breaking news, direct from Salem".

Both Abby and Gabi turned to the TV, as the reporter appeared on screen. The guy was actually outside the hospital.

"Mark Miller direct live from Salem University Hospital. It's been reported that just moments ago, DiMera Enterprises CEO Chad DiMera was allegedly shot by Deimos Kiriakis, this is unconfirmed information we got from witnesses who live close to the DiMera Mansion. It's also been reported, I repeat, unconfirmed information, that William Horton, revealed to have been kidnapped by Kiriakis and replaced by a doppelganger, has been taken again. But what we can confirm is that Chad DiMera is indeed severely injured and has been brought to the hospital that's behind me. His condition has been reported to be critical. We'll come back with more information as soon as we get it".

Abby cried again, as Lucas, EJ and Sami arrived, followed by Jennifer, Abigail's mother. As EJ disappeared through a hallway, Jennifer ran and hugged her daughter. "It's ok, it's ok".

"Any word on Chad?" asked Sami.

Gabi shook her head. "None. But the shooting and kidnapping has already appeared on the news".

Sami rolled her eyes. "What do those bastards know anyway?"

EJ came to her. He looked quite disturbed. "Chad's condition is critical. He's got a perforated lung and they suspect the bullet grazed his heart".

"Oh" said Sami as she hugged him tightly.

Meanwhile, Lucas approached his niece. "How are you?"

Abby sniffed. "I'll be ok. But you aren't, Uncle Lucas. I heard about Will".

Lucas nodded. "Malcolm and his team are moving earth and sky to find him".

Abby nodded. "I know Will's brave. He'll hang on, and Malcolm's gonna find him. I know it".

"That's what's important" said Jennifer. "Never give up hope".

Suddenly, the room went silent. Everyone turned to the elevator, from where Stefano was coming out. He looked furious, and there was fire in his eyes.

EJ quickly approached him. "Father".

Stefano turned to him.

"Deimos Kiriakis is a dead man".


In the OR, Chad lied on the table as Kayla and other surgeons operated on him.

"We need more blood!" she called.

"Damn, this is a mess!" said her fellow surgeon.

"As long as that heart keeps beating, we got time to close the wound".

"Dr Brady, everytime we clean the lung, more blood appears!" he exclaimed.

"Then be fast!" she said. "You're not a surgeon for nothing!"

A nurse came with another bag of blood, and connected it.

"Alright, close the wound in the lung" Kayla ordered. "How's the heart?"

"Unharmed, thank God" the surgeon replied. "I'll repair the broken blood vessels".

"Alright" she said, before raising her voice. "Everyone, prepare to stitch him up!"

Suddenly, the machine that controlled Chad's heart rate started beeping faster.

"Keep moving, people!" said Kayla. "Massage the heart!"

The surgeon obeyed, but the beeping went even faster.

The beeping seemed to start to slow down, but went faster again.

"We're losing him!" The surgeon said.

They started working faster on Chad, but the machine flatlined.


Will stared at the gun that Deimos had on his face.

"Now I would ask for some final words but I guess that would be inappropriate" said Deimos, for Will was gagged.

"Very funny, bitch" Will though, glaring at Deimos.

"Let me tell you, you have no meaning to me" he said, still pointing at Will. "And it's not like you know about my plans. I'm a wanted man no matter what. I guess this is revenge for ruining my projects. I'll appreciate you remain quiet".

His tone became mocking. "After all you've been through, you don't deserve a painful death, do you?"

Suddenly, the door of the warehouse burst open, and Malcolm, John, Paul, JJ, Steve, Rafe and Hope entered, raising their guns and yelling the names of the CIA, ISA and Salem PD.

Deimos's smirk disappeared. "No!"

Will, on the other hand, relaxed a bit.

"Drop the gun!" Malcolm yelled. "It's over, Deimos. Let Will go and put your hands in the air!"

"How did you find me?" Deimos asked.

"It's a small town" said John. "Now let the kid go. You're outnumbered".

When Deimos didn't do anything, Hope stepped up. "Deimos, drop it!"

Deimos suddenly smirked. "Did you actually think this woukd be it? You'd take me me in that easily? Well, newsflash, losers. It's a good thing I am cautious".

JJ was the first to turned around and shoot. Deimos's goons appeared out of nowhere and shooting. Everyone ducked and shot back.

"Damn you, Deimos!" Steve cursed, as he shot.

Deimos untied Will and took him outside, ducking his head so he wouldn't get caught in the crossfire. Malcolm followed him.

"Stop right there!" he yelled, pointing his gun at Deimos's back.

Deimos turned around and smirked, as Will struggled to break free from his grip. Deimos, being taller and stronger, held him tighter. "You stop. I'm the one holding your brother. One move and he dies".

Malcolm motioned to make a move, but something hit his head, making him fall.

One of Deimos's goons had escaped the shootout that was still taking place inside the warehouse and had hit Malcolm with the back of his gun. He was about to shoot him when another shot was heard, and he fell to the ground, dead.

Malcolm looked at the warehouse. Paul had followed the goon and had his gun raised.

"Let him go, Deimos!" he shouted.

"Oh, no. I have had it with you boys" Deimos replied, still struggling with Will.

Malcolm, still on the ground, regaining consciousness after the hit, heard a loud gunshot that came from where Deimos was.

"NO!"

There was silence. Will had closed his eyes, expecting death to finally come to him. But he opened them again when he felt a strange liquid falling on his head.

Malcolm and Paul watched in horror, thinking Deimos had shot Will, for they saw blood on his blond head. Only, it actually came from Deimos's head.

The shootout inside the warehouse ended, and Deimos loosened his grip on Will and fell to the ground. Will managed to break free and stepped aside from Deimos, who lied on the grass, dead.

The three men looked up, and gasped.

Sonny was behind Deimos's body, raising a smoking gun.


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