"I want you to stay here and I'll meet you at the end of the day, okay?" Mark told Hannah as they stood on the steps to the school as teens rushed past them, some giggling whilst other speaking seriously as they began to prepare for exams. Hannah nodded and shifted her satchel on her shoulder.

"I'll be here...don't worry...I'll be fine. It's school Mark, the only bad thing which could happen would be me dying from boredom in Math. You know I have double of it today?" she tried to change the topic and Mark smiled as he walked up the steps and into the cream hallway filled with lockers.

"I can never forget your hatred for Math...I'd best be off to History...typical all my subjects are at the back of the school whilst you get the two minute walk" he murmured as they stopped outside Hannah's math room. She grinned up at him and he bent down to peck her on the cheek.

"I'll see you later" he called as he began to walk down the corridor

"I'll be there" she said and then walked into the slowly filling up class. Hannah sat down at the back and pulled out her books as the two hours of hell began for her. She got so fed up and just went back to daydreaming and worrying about Jess. She didn't want anything bad to happen to Jess, not for her to be hurt because of some nutcase and especially when her dad was so in love with her.

"Miss Flack...you're required in the principal's office" Miss Murphy said and Hannah began to pack away and the worrying commenced. A teenage girl was stood holding a note in her hand and Hannah could tell she was younger than her. The class erupted into sounds of 'oohhs' as Hannah made her way past he desks and out the door.

"You don't happen to know what this is about?" Hannah asked as she followed the teenage girl who had been sent to seek Hannah out.

"No idea" she replied curtly and Hannah's eyes popped open wide at her tone. Was she like that as a teenager? The walk after that remained quiet until Hannah went into the principal's office where she saw a tall woman with long blonde hair sat. She wore a smart suit and had her hair pulled into a bun which helped to make her look taller than she already was. When Hannah shut the door she turned to smile at the girl who then sat down next to her opposite Miss Fisher who looked solemn.

"Hannah...I know you may be wondering why I have brought you here" she began

"Well...yeah" Hannah agreed

"This is Miss Dante and she has been sent here to escort you back to your father...apparently he is not well" Miss Fisher said and Hannah turned to look at the blonde.

"Your father has been taken to the hospital and we have reason to believe he is suffering from a nervous breakdown. He had requested your presence. I am Special Agent Dante and due to the current situation you find yourself in I have been requested to come and escort you to the hospital" she spoke but all the way through her words Hannah could sense something was wrong with this woman. Why didn't someone from the team come for her? Surely Jess would have called her by now if something was wrong? Or Danny? But Hannah had no reason to doubt this woman. She had ID for goodness sake.

"Is my dad going to be okay?" Hannah worried

"Oh he will be fine. He just wants you with him at this moment in time...if you don't mind Miss Fisher I shall take Hannah now" Agent Dante began to stand up and Hannah did the same as she adjusted her bag once again. Miss Fisher stood and shook the agent's hand and just smiled at Hannah as the two of them departed. The walk was silent to Miss Dante's car but Hannah noticed it was the same as her dad's.

"My dad has this car" Hannah observed when she was putting her seatbelt on

"Really?" the blonde put it into drive

"Yeah" Hannah began to stare out the window as she drove along. But then she noticed something. She was going the wrong way to the hospital.

"Miss Dante...the hospital is on the left" Hannah told her

"Oh...I know" she simply said and fear rose up inside of Hannah.

"So why are you going the opposite way?" Hannah snapped at her and she looked at Hannah as she drove and smiled down to her.

"Darling don't worry. You're fine with me" she assured her and patted the side of her arm.

"What's going on...where's my dad?" Hannah panicked and this time the blonde's eyes clouded over and she gripped onto the steering wheel with all her might.

"He's with that bitch...but he'll soon see he doesn't need her. We're all he needs right sweetie?" she finally smiled at Hannah who was cowering to the side of the car and staring at this woman who she didn't know.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Hannah tried to remain calm

"I want you Hannah. I want you and Don. That's all I have ever needed...you will see soon baby" she said and Hannah felt herself turn red as she called her baby.

"Don't call me that! Only my dad calls me that!" she yelled at her

"But you're safe with me Hannah. Just trust me and it will be okay...I wouldn't hurt you"

"Let me go then!" Hannah began to pull on the door handle ferociously as the car came to a stop outside of a derelict apartment building. Hannah didn't know where she was.

"Hannah. Calm down. You're overreacting" the woman demanded of her and Hannah laughed hysterically as she looked at her.

"I'm overreacting?" sarcasm took hold of her voice and the woman rolled her eyes

"You have is mannerisms" she observed "but I love him anyway"

"Love him? You are not talking about my dad" Hannah couldn't help but allow her mouth to drop open.

"Hannah" she said in a degrading tone "who else can I be talking about? Your father is the one I want Hannah and I understand you come as part of the package but I think we could grow closer in time...that's why I brought you here. To have some time to make you see this will be for the best"

"You're a crazy bitch" Hannah spat and the woman shook her head before pressing cloth onto Hannah's mouth.

...

Mark had been waiting for fifteen minutes and still she hadn't come out of Chemistry. He had even been to her chemistry class and she wasn't there. He hadn't seen her all day but he knew she was spending dinner doing extra work but she should have been here. Mark didn't know what to do. He knew what he should do but he was too scared to do it. The school was a ghost town and Mark knew she wasn't in there. With complete fear in his body he pulled out his cell and called nine one one.

"I need to be connected with Detective Flack" he told the woman at the other end after he told her what he needed and she did it.

"Flack" Don snapped as he stood out on the street of Jess' apartment waiting for Mac.

"It's Mark...Detective Flack" Mark tried not to allow his voice to shake

"What's wrong Mark?" Don worried. Mark wouldn't call him if he didn't need to.

"It's Hannah...she...she's gone Detective...I told her to wait for me after school so I could take her back to mine but she never showed up...I don't know where she is" he told Don who then began to panic.

...

Hannah knew she was laid on something soft. Slowly she sat up and looked around the room. It was some form of apartment but it was makeshift. There was only some furniture in it and a little fridge and stove. No one had lived here properly in years. But the lack of taste wasn't what worried Hannah. It was the wall she saw as she sat up from the bed and looked at it. It was covered in photos of Hannah and her dad but she had inserted herself into them. Every single photo had her in them making them appear to be a happy family and Hannah felt sick.

"You like them? I think it adds a little bit of taste to this place" she observed as she drank a bottle of water and Hannah began to stand up.

"What is this? Why are you doing this?" Hannah began to search for a door and the woman noticed her

"I knew you would want to try to escape...you miss your dad which is understandable but you're safe with me Hannah. I promise you nothing will happen to you" she rested a hand on the teens arm as she felt herself begin to cry.