Trigger warning: attempted non-con and general kidnapping disturbing-ness

Chad hung up his phone, face pale, "You better find that location now." Seeing the intrigued look on the hacker's face Chad whispered, "Will's been taken."

"Right," the guy nodded, fingers almost a blur over his keyboard, eyes never leaving the screen, "You go and I'll tell you when I get it."

Chad thanked the man profusely ignoring Gabi's concerned shouts as he tore from the Brady Pub and veered towards the park. 'Fuck, where the hell are you Will?'

Sonny paced back and forth, one arm holding his stomach, the other over his mouth. Tearing his gaze from the bloodied glass on the blanket Sonny closed his eyes tightly, 'If I wasn't late this wouldn't have happened. I could have saved him. Now I don't know where he is or what's happening to him. And where the fuck is Paul?' Sonny reached into his back pocket and grabbed his phone, "Where the hell are you," Sonny yelled.

Paul, pulling the phone away from his ear, looking at the screen in annoyance, "Uh, out buying furniture. Where are you?"

"Why aren't you in the fucking park," Sonny screamed, "Weren't you going to meet us for Will's surprise?"

"The park? A surprise," Paul repeated. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Swiping his credit card and signing the electronic screen Paul rolled his eyes at the cashier and taking his receipt. "Would you tell me what you're going on about?"

"Will, you idiot," Sonny argued. "Just get to the fucking park." Hanging up and sitting down on the grass Sonny put his head to his knees.

Neil, slightly calmed down, looked at Sonny oddly, "What do you mean Will's surprise?"

"Will wanted us to meet here because he was planning this romantic surprise for us," Sonny said quietly, dread filling him. 'I hope he's safe. I hope he's not hurt.'

Confused, Neil shook his head, "No, Sami sent me a message saying she was doing this for Will. To prove that she was supporting him."

"But my mom-" Sonny started to say before snorting and shaking his head, "Right. My mom. Her and Sami must have planned this whole thing. God," Sonny growled, "Will never should have been here. He should have gone straight to our apartment. He never should have come. No wonder Paul wasn't here." Setting his jaw Sonny thought angrily, 'When I see my mother and Sami I swear to god…'

Just then Chad ran into the clearing, hand on his chest, catching his breath, "Where," he panted, "Where is he?"

"We don't know," Sonny said desperately, "He was here and when Neil got back he was gone."

Chad, looking at the picnic blanket and the obvious signs of a struggle, brought his hands to the back of his head, "Fuck. Holy fuck. Where the hell is EJ?"

"He didn't answer," Neil said, curling in on himself, "Chad, it's my fault. I left him alone. I knew how dangerous it was and I left him alone anyway. I should have protected him and I left him."

Chad, glaring at Neil, lifted his phone and dialed the mansion, barking at the staff to get EJ, turned to Neil, "There's no time for a pity party. We need to find Will. I've seen enough crime shows to know the first few hours are critical. I've already hired someone to see if they can find the location that the guy used to hack Will's phone. But that doesn't mean he'll be there now."

EJ, hearing an obnoxious knock on the door, pulled away from Samantha reluctantly, grumbling to himself, and stalked to the door completely nude before taking the phone being held out to him, "What?"

"EJ," Chad started, "Get to the park now." 'Oh god, I don't know how to deal with this.'

"Today is my day off," EJ gritted through clenched teeth, "Whatever it is, I'm busy."

"Will was kidnapped you idiot," Chad screamed, "Get off your ass and get over here!"

"What," EJ whispered blood freezing, face paling.

"Someone took him from the park, just get here," Chad stated before hanging up. "God, where is Will?" Turning to Neil and Sonny Chad started talking, "OK, do we know for sure that it's this creepy stalker guy that took him? That seems the most obvious but do we really know?"

"Well who else could it be Chad," Sonny asked in a panic. "He followed him around. He told Will to stay away from Paul. He told me we deserved better than Will and some cryptic maybe he'd see me again parting. Of course it was him!"

Neil, inching away from Sonny, said, "But what if it's not? Do you know how many assholes proposition him in a day? Have you read the things they say about him online? If Will was kidnapped it could be anyone and we'd never know." 'Because I fucking left him.'

Paul, running into the park, spotted Sonny, Neil and Chad, asked, "What was so important I had to rush over here?" Looking around slowly, "Um, is Will with EJ or something?"

All three of them pointed at the picnic blanket. Sonny stood up, falling into Paul's arms, anger from before slowly melting into desperation, "Will's gone. Someone took him."

"No," Paul whispered, wrapping his arms around Sonny, body quaking. "No, that's not possible. Who would take Will?"

"It could be anyone," Chad said with a frown, "But we have to assume it was that pale freak who's been stalking him."

Kate dragged Lucas with her back to the park after a quick lunch, "I just want to make sure they're having a good time." Rolling her eyes at her son Kate couldn't help but think, 'It's almost like he doesn't want Will to date anyone.'

"What the hell," Lucas questioned when he saw all the bodies in the glade they set the picnic up in. Walking over Lucas asked loudly, "What is going on here?"

Sonny, groaning, hid his face in Paul's neck, 'Just what we need right now.'

Kate, seeing the crushed basket and broken glass, asked quietly, "What happened? And where's Will?"

"We don't know," Chad answered, walking over to his boss, knowing how much she cared for Will. "We don't know Kate. He's gone and there's blood on the glasses and we don't know."

Lucas, grabbing his mother's hand, mouth opening and closing slowly questioned, "Do we know it's Will's blood?" Seeing everyone glare at him Lucas defended, "I'm just saying how do we know Will didn't get attacked and just ran away? Find somewhere to hide?"

"I would know," Sonny insisted, moving away from Paul's neck slightly, "I would know. I can tell, something awful happened to him." Looking into Paul's eyes Sonny was relieved to see him nod in understanding, 'Paul knows too.'

Lifting her hands to her mouth Kate took a step back, 'Oh my god.' Holding onto Lucas for support Kate shook her head, "Why wasn't anyone with him? I thought he wasn't going to be left alone?"

"I left him," Neil whispered, eyes closed tightly, "I left him and it's my fault. This is my fault."

"You what," EJ thundered, clothes hastily buttoned, Samantha hot on his heels, "What did you just say?"

"Not now, EJ," Chad said, putting a hand on his brother's chest. "Focus on Will. Where the hell could anyone have taken him?"

Lucas, not wanting to bring it up couldn't help himself, "Sami do you remember the last time this happened? The last time Will went missing and we thought someone had taken him?"

"Yes," Sami said slowly, shaking her head, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Because he wasn't taken he left and wanted us to think he had been. And he came back when he realized how much he was missed," Lucas continued, not outright saying he thought Will staged the whole thing but definitely implying it.

"He wouldn't do this," Paul argued, "Are you fucking kidding me? He knows how many people care about him now he's not some insecure boy without anyone anymore. He would never do this to us." 'To Sonny and me? Never.'

"Oh really," Lucas asked, "You don't think Will wouldn't do anything he could to unite all the people he cares about into working together? That doesn't sound like my son? It's Halloween, how do we know this isn't a trick?"

"No one cares about your opinion," EJ said simply, "I don't know why you keep talking. And in case you didn't notice but that piece of fabric, right there," EJ disentangled himself from Samantha to point down at a tiny bit of blue fabric, "That is William's shirt which means that is William's blood. So don't you dare stand there and say nothing happened."

"Why aren't we calling the police then," Lucas asked indignantly. "If something happened we need to get Roman over here right away."

"You can call Roman all you want," EJ threatened, "But I'm starting my own investigation." Taking his cell phone out EJ started making a few calls.

"Fine," Lucas screamed, "I will. We'll just see who finds Will faster." Pulling out his phone Lucas found Roman's cell phone number, 'Stupid Dimera, thinking he knows everything.'

"Both of you shut up," Sami shrieked, voice squeaking. "My son is missing and you're both more concerned about one upping the other. Just shut up. No wonder Will doesn't tell us anything in his life."

"Hey," Lucas yelled back, "He's my son too! And none of this would ever have happened if you didn't get involved with EJ!"

"He's more of my son than yours," EJ snarked viciously, smirking at Lucas's outraged face. "I'll be sure to tell him when I find him that you thought he was playing a game."

"Don't talk to my son like that," Kate ordered, pushing EJ in the chest when he took a step towards them.

"It's my fault," Neil argued. "I'm the one that left him."

"If I wasn't late I would have been here," Sonny cried from Paul's arms. "I was late and now he's gone."

Paul shook his head, "This whole thing started because of me. Because I couldn't control myself. It's me. It's always been me."

Chad, feeling his phone vibrate in his hand shouted at the top of his lungs, "EVERYONE SHUT UP!" When everything was silent Chad answered, "Do you have it?" Mouth dropping open, gaze turning steely, Chad promised, "Yes, thank you. However much you want I'll make sure you get." Hanging up the phone Chad turned to face EJ and smiled mockingly, "Take a guess where the little fucker was when he got access to Will's phone when he first got to Salem?"

Seeing everyone staring at him blankly Chad answered his own question, "The Kiriakis Mansion."

"Sir," Henderson addressed Victor in his office. "Sir, there's an angry mob to see you."

"Excuse me," Victor asked, unsure if Henderson was joking or not.

" Jackson was with them so I let them in the front room. It seemed safer than having them loiter," Henderson stated before turning around and walking away.

Victor, pushing away from his desk, slowly made his way to the front room, rolling his eyes at the group waiting for him. 'Two Dimera's, Sami Brady, and Kate,' Victor shook his head. 'What the hell has Sonny gotten himself into?' "What are all of you people doing inside my home?"

EJ, before anyone else had a chance, screamed, "You said you had everything under control!" Chad and Neil were holding him back so he wouldn't get his hands on Victor.

Unimpressed by EJ's screaming Victor lifted an eyebrow, "I have no idea what you're going on about."

"How could you do this," Sonny yelled angrily, looking at his uncle like he was a stranger, like he didn't even recognize him. "Will has never done anything to you. You said you were going to help us! How could you do this?"

"I do not appreciate your tone," Victor stated calmly, "Now can someone with a level head please tell me what it is I've allegedly done."

Adrienne and Justin walked into the room before anyone could answer, "Sonny," Adrienne asked, "What's going on? Why aren't you on your date?"

Rounding on his mother, Sonny was ready to stomp over to her when Paul grabbed his arm, pulling tightly so he couldn't move away.

"The date was interrupted," Chad informed everyone. "Before it even started actually. Because of him." Chad pointed at Victor accusingly. "I knew you would never keep your word. You probably planned this from the very beginning. You just wanted to hit us where it would hurt most didn't you?"

"Me," Victor demanded. "What the hell are you people talking about?"

"This," Sonny said, breathing heavily, eyes stinging, pulling up the picture he took the other day in Common Grounds of the person most likely responsible for Will's kidnapping. "This is your fault," Sonny shoved the screen in Victor's face.

Victor, ripping the phone from Sonny's hands, studied the picture, recognizing Ian. "And," Victor asked with a shrug, tossing the phone back to Sonny. "What does that have to do with ruining your date?"

"It has everything to do with it because he kidnapped my son," Sami hissed, holding onto EJ, knees shaking.

"Kidnapped," Victor questioned, swallowing. 'No, Ian wouldn't do that. He assured me Will wouldn't be hurt.' Seeing Paul standing in his home, completely safe Victor began to feel like he was missing something. "No, it must be someone else."

Adrienne gasped loudly, feeling Justin wrap his arm steadily across her shoulders, "No."

Glaring at his mother Sonny shook his head, "I was late getting there and everything was destroyed. The basket crushed, his blood on the broken champagne glasses. And Will didn't even plan it, did he Mom?"

Adrienne shook her head, eyes filled with tears, hands covering her mouth, "No, no we just wanted to get you there. Alone. Away from Paul."

Paul closed his eyes tightly, 'This is my fault. If I would have been able to resist Will that night none of this would be happening.'

Kate walked up to Victor, poking him in the gut, stabbing him with a brightly manicured finger, "What the hell did you do?"

Victor shook his head, clearing his mind, "Oh no, it wasn't just me. It was EJ too. He was the one that planned the whole thing."

Everyone turned to stare at EJ with betrayed eyes. Livid, EJ howled, "It might have been my idea but you were the one who went behind my back. You found the little freak and you brought him here. You guaranteed William's safety and look what happened. Don't you dare pin this on me. I warned you and you wouldn't listen. My son is missing and it's your fault."

Grabbing his own phone and pulling up a number Victor barked back, "There is nothing to worry about. This is all a misunderstanding. Ian is not dangerous. He has strict instructions." Listening to the phone ring and ring Victor kept talking, "He knows not to go after Will anymore. He was only setting a precedent."

"A precedent for what," Sonny demanded, "I don't understand what the hell you're talking about. Why would you bring him here? What were you even trying to do?"

Victor, looking Sonny in the eyes, phone dropping, fear swirling in his stomach, "Ian wasn't meant to bother Will. He was meant to get rid of Paul."

Silence swirled in the room after that pronouncement.

Blinking wildly Sonny tried to process what he just heard, "Get rid of Paul," Sonny choked out. "You mean kill him? You were going to have him killed?"

"What did you expect me to do," Victor gruffly remarked, "He hurt you and he molested Will. What else could I do?"

"Mind your own fucking business," Sonny screamed, fingers itching to throw something. "What is the matter with you?" Beginning to pace Sonny tried to think. "So what, you just found some stranger and asked him to kill Paul?"

"No," EJ interjected, "That was my plan." Glancing at Paul apologetically, shrugging slightly, "I thought it would be best to hire someone to make it seem like an obsessive fan gone wrong. But Victor took that away from me."

Feeling everyone's eyes on him Victor admitted, "EJ's plans are always useless. I found a real fan on my own and offered him a deal. I wasn't going to kill him. Just get him out of town. EJ wanted to kill him."

"And then I tried to get you to back off," EJ argued, "But you promised me you had everything under control. So did you let a wild little dog off its leash or did you plan this the whole time?"

"Why would I plan this," Victor asked exasperated, 'How did things get so far out of control?'

"Because you hate all of us," Sami insisted. "And Will was the only thing tying us together."

"I did not intend to cause Will any harm," Victor vowed, "That was never my intention."

"Oh, no," Kate crossed her arms. "It was. You knew. You knew that boy was unstable and you ignored it. You wanted to pretend you had no clue but you did. You know practically everything. There's no way this happened right under your nose and you never even suspected. This is what you wanted to happen."

"It might not even be Ian," Victor said softly. "It could be anyone." 'It has to be anyone else.'

Neil, bursting with guilt and anger, "Who cares why it happened? We need to find Will before something terrible happens."

EJ, too angry to even look at Victor, said plainly, "We left Lucas to deal with the Salem PD. What else can we do? We don't know where he could have taken him."

Paul, uncertain what to feel, 'They were going to have me killed? This was supposed to happen to me. It should be me. I should be the one not Will,' asked Victor, "Where is he staying? This Ian guy, where is he staying?"

"At a suite downtown," Victor admitted, collapsing into the couch, feeling a bit faint. 'They're right. I did want this to happen. I saw an opportunity and I let it unfold.'

"Then let's go," Neil urged, "We can't stay here. We need to be looking for him. I need to be looking for him."

Sonny, grabbing Paul's hand, agreed, "We need to find him. We can't wait for the police they'll never find him in time." As angry as he was at Victor and and practically everyone else Sonny knew they needed to work together to find Will.

EJ nodded, "Everyone split up. We'll cover more ground that way. Check everywhere. Chad, call that man you hired again and see if he can find out any information. Have him check traffic light cameras, security at store fronts, highway cameras, I don't care what. Check everything." Turning to look at everyone in the eye EJ promised, "We're going to find him."

Will and the boy with him stopped at a red light waiting for do not walk sign to change. The boy was standing right next to Will, blade firm and steady in his hand pressed right into Will's ribs. Will was hoping one of the cars passing by would be someone he knew. 'Hell, even someone wondering why I have something jabbing into me.' But with children already walking around in costumes Will wasn't feeling too hopeful anyone would think to help him. 'They probably think we're in costume.' Will knew he didn't have much time to escape. 'I have a better chance out in the open versus when we get wherever we're going.' As the light turned green Will steeled himself, ready to make a dash into traffic, when he felt the blade sliding across his skin, sharp, jagged edges mashing into him.

Lifting his hand to his skin, feeling a trickle of blood seep over his shirt and onto his hand, Will looked at the boy next to him in shock.

"Don't do that again," the boy said simply, dark eyes looking straight ahead, one arm around Will's shoulders, the other holding his knife to Will's ribs again.

Victor, sitting at his office desk, called the hotel he was putting Ian up in, "Yes, it's me. Is my client still there?"

Clicking away at her keyboard the hotel clerk responded, "I'm sorry Mr. Kiriakis but he checked out yesterday."

"Right," Victor said before hanging up. 'How did this happen?' Staring at the collection of photos Ian took once again Victor paused when he got to a collage. Not only were the pictures disturbing in their content but Victor had no idea how some of the photos could have even been taken. 'The bedrooms are on the upper levels in the Dimera Mansion. How could Ian have gotten these?'

Victor put his head in his hands and sighed deeply. 'I never should have gotten involved in this.'

Will walked slowly up to the apartment complex he was moving to. 'Why are we here,' he wondered. He had one hand holding his rib, a thin slice bleeding slowly through his shirt. His other hand was covered in glass. Will couldn't concentrate on picking the shards out while they were walking. He did his best not to move his hand, the pieces of glass kept moving deeper and deeper into his palms. Stopping in front of Sonny and Paul's old studio Will frowned when the guy pulled out a key. 'What?'

Seeing the confused look on Will's face Ian smiled, "Yep, I rented the place. It was really a coincidence. I just wanted to be close by without your boyfriend seeing me from his car. Did you break his heart earlier when you pushed him away?" Ian eyed Will in disgust, "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll still sleep with you. Or not, after we're done here." Jabbing his knife near Will's blood stain Ian ordered, "Get inside."

Adrienne and Justin walked out of the Salem Inn heads hung low. They had been begging and threatening for information on Will or Ian and found nothing. No one had seen them. "Justin," Adrienne whispered. "What if we don't find him in time?"

"We will," Justin assured her as they hurried to their car to get to the next hotel quickly. "We will. He's got practically all of Salem looking for him. We'll find him before it's too late."

"I hope so," Adrienne sighed, face pressed to the window, watching for any sign of Will amidst the Halloween costumes.

Will walked into the old studio and paused. There was nothing inside but a mattress, a single metal folding chair, and an old black duffle bag. Will shivered uncomfortably. 'This is wrong. Being here is wrong.'

"I just moved in," Ian shrugged, taking off his jacket, pale arms on display, "I haven't had much time to unpack. But I'm sure you're used to being here."

Moving away from the boy Will didn't say anything. 'How am I going to get out of here?'

"You're a little quiet," Ian said, "I didn't expect that. I thought with the way you moaned and screamed the other night that you would be loud. I guess you're only like that in bed huh?"

Doing his best to ignore the comments Will asked quietly, throat dry, "What's your name?" 'Keep him talking, Will. Keep him talking.'

Narrowing his dark dreary eyes, "I'm Ian," he said simply.

"Oh," Will said, 'I thought it would be something sinister like Dominic or Stryker.' "I'm Will."

"I know who you are," Ian said, voice lowering, advancing on Will. Backing Will into a wall Ian let his eyes look Will up and down. 'Why are you so popular? What do they even see in you?'

"How do you know who I am," Will whispered, not wanting to seem intimidated, wound still bleeding.

"The article," Ian explained, looking at Will's blue eyes, 'Too blue, impossibly blue. Is that why you're special?' "I read the article and I couldn't let you do this to Paul and Sonny. They don't deserve this."

"I don't understand," Will said, tilting his head, wondering if he could kick Ian and make a break for the door or the bathroom. "How do you even know Paul or Sonny?"

"You're not very smart," Ian observed, "I knew they must have only wanted to sleep with you." Bringing the knife in front of him warningly Ian explained, "I adored Paul from the moment my father brought me to my first baseball game. And Sonny was so good for him. They were so good. Until you came around. How did you do it? How did you ruin them?"

Disturbed, Will shook his head, "I didn't ruin anything. We were friends. They came to me." Licking his lips Will deliberated on whether he should admit the whole truth, "We're still together."

"No," Ian yelled, "No, they love each other. They're perfect together. You must have seduced them. Tricked them into letting you in their bed."

"No," Will shook his head quickly, "No, I didn't."

"Yes," Ian argued, "You did. They would never have done anything like this back home. It's this place, it's you. It's your fault." Moving so his knife was pressed against Will's throat Ian whispered, "But why? Why are you so special? You've slept with so many men just since I got here and they're still following after you. Why?"

"I've only ever been with them," Will admitted, feeling the jagged edge of the knife against his Adam's apple. "They're the only ones."

"Lies," Ian sneered. "I've seen them all holding you and touching you. That Neil guy kissed you today. You've been sleeping with all of them, haven't you? I knew it. I knew you were just a slut. Well they won't have to worry about you anymore."

"What are you going to do," Will asked, 'There's still time to get out of this. I can get out of this. I'm bigger and stronger I can do this.'

"I'm going to ruin you," Ian said simply, looking Will straight in the eyes. "I'm going to take the only thing special about you, the only thing they want you for, and absolutely ruin it."

Sonny and Paul hurried up the stairs to their new apartment screaming Will's name when they got the door opened.

"Will," Sonny yelled running from room to room. "Will!"

"He's not here," Paul said, voice quiet and miserable. He couldn't believe this had happened. He thought everything was getting on track. They were moving in together; sure, they had kept it a secret from almost everyone but it was happening. Paul thought he was getting closer to being forgiven and now this. 'Please god don't let anything happen to Will.'

Sonny pulled out his phone and called his mother, "Did you find anything? No, we didn't either. Just call me as soon as you can." Turning to Paul Sonny sighed, "They haven't found anything yet either." He didn't really think Will would be here but they had to try. 'It's Halloween. They could be hidden in plain sight and we'd never even know.' Leaning against the wall Sonny asked Paul, "Where could he be?"

"I don't know," Paul whispered, pulling Sonny against him, "We just can't stop looking. Let's go." He helped Sonny to his feet. The two walked quickly down the stairs and away from the complex.

Eyes wide, beginning to feel panicked, Will watched as Ian pulled something out of his pocket, a tiny vial of liquid. Looking into Ian's dark eyes Will shook his head. 'Move Will, move.'

"You don't get a choice," Ian said firmly before shoving himself against Will. "Now open your mouth."

Will shook his head again, 'I won't, I won't open my mouth.' Will tried to move away only for Ian's knife to press harder into this throat.

Staring at Will Ian commented, "It shouldn't be so hard. Just pretend it's come and I'm sure you'll swallow it right up." Getting impatient Ian sighed before pulling the knife from Will's throat and slamming the end of the handle into the side of Will's head as hard as he could.

Gasping, Will bent over slightly and lifted his hand to his head, breathing in harshly, dazed, spots appearing before his eyes, too stunned to move away.

Ian reached out quickly with one hand to grab Will's jaw; the other pressed the knife precariously against Will's lips, "Open up." When Will didn't move Ian wedged the tip of his knife past Will's lips.

Blinking in confusion Will opened his mouth when he felt blood sliding down his mouth and chin.

Shoving back Will's head, pouring the contents down his throat, Ian thumbed the blood off Will's chin. "I wouldn't have had to do that if you would just listen."

"What was that," Will asked, head throbbing, blood dripping from his lips.

"Just something to keep you nice and relaxed. For such a dirty slut you certainly put up a big fight," Ian mused, reaching into his other pocket, pulling something shiny and metallic out. "Hold out your hands," Ian demanded blankly. When Will didn't listen Ian screamed in his face, "Now!"

Jumping Will put his hands out in front of him, heart thundering against his chest painfully when he noticed it was handcuffs. 'Oh god.' Trying to pull away Will felt the knife dig into his throat again, nicking just slightly, just enough to make Will hold still.

Hearing the satisfying snick as the cuffs closed tightly over Will's wrists Ian dragged Will from the wall and shoved him face down on the mattress. "Now, we're going to find out just how much of a slut you really are."

EJ and Sami searched everywhere on the Dimera property frantic for William. "Let's keep looking," EJ suggested. "We have to keep looking." 'I have to keep looking. I'll never forgive myself if something happens to him.'

"What if we don't find him EJ," Sami asked, looking up at EJ with watery eyes. "He's not here. It's been over an hour they could be anywhere. What if we don't find him?"

"He's somewhere," EJ commented forcefully, "He's here somewhere Samantha and we aren't going to give up. We will find him."

Sitting on Will's legs so he couldn't move, Ian used his knife to slice open Will's shirt, fabric tearing unevenly. Ripping it open Ian teasingly traced the point of his knife up and down Will's back. "Is this how that picture was taken? The first one," Ian wondered, "Face down in this room at someone's mercy. Or were you begging for it?"

Terrified, but angry, head aching and vision swimming Will growled, "It wasn't the only time Paul ever came all over me."

Face contorting Ian scratched Will with the knife, blood dripping down the middle of his back smiling at the cry Will let out. "I knew you were easy. I wonder which rumor was true. That you wanted Sonny for yourself or that you wanted Paul. Either way it won't matter now. Neither of them will want you" Moving to Will's pants, taking a bit more work to cut through Ian chatted, "Does this turn you on? A guy ripping your clothes off? I doubt it's the only time it's happened. So, who did you sleep with first? Your step daddy? His brother? Your little bodyguard? I'm curious."

Trying to use his hands to push off the mattress, gritting his teeth when the glass pressed further into his skin, back stinging, head throbbing Will told Ian, "It was Sonny. Paul wrapped me in his arms and told me I was perfect as Sonny fucked me open."

Shredding Will's pants and underwear from his body, ripping Will's shoes off and tossing them over his shoulder Ian glared at Will, "I hope you cherish that memory because when I'm through with you they'll never look at you again."

Lucas paced back and forth waiting for Roman and Hope to show up. 'God, what is the hold up?'

"Lucas," Roman called out walking forward with Hope and a few other police officers. Observing the trampled picnic Roman asked, "What's happening?"

"Will was supposed to meet Sonny here and his friend Neil left him alone for a few minutes. When he got back it looked like this and Will was missing," Lucas explained, running his hands through his hair. "Just find my son Roman."

"The officers are collecting the evidence," Roman nodded before sighing, "But Lucas we don't know if Will was taken or if he just left. Maybe he did this," Roman gestured to the picnic, "And left in a hurry. You do remember what today is don't you?"

"No," Lucas argued, having already been down this road, "No, he didn't do that. Part of his shirt is over there and he has some crazy stalker."

"Stalker," Hope questioned walking up to Lucas for the first time, "Why haven't we heard about this?"

"Because EJ thinks he's god," Lucas stated roughly. "He convinced Will that he could handle it. And now look."

"Lucas," Roman ordered, "Tell us everything you know." After hearing Lucas explain Roman pulled out a walkie talkie and put out an alert.

Ian pressed his hands against the wounds on Will's back and ribs smiling at the pained sound Will emitted. Quickly walking to the black bag nearby Ian pulled out a long rope hurrying back to Will and sitting down on his lower back. Undoing the rope Ian continued talking, "So, I have to admit that blondes don't really do it for me most of the time." Wrapping the rope around one of Will's ankles tightly than the other, "And I definitely don't sleep with whores," before winding the rope through the links in the middle of the handcuffs forcing Will onto his hands and knees and tying a firm knot Ian finished, "But I think I'm seeing the appeal."

"Like you've ever slept with anyone before," Will stated, moaning lightly at the pain in his head and slices to his skin, blood spilling into his mouth every time he talked, attempting to balance on his one good hand.

"Well," Ian said awkwardly, lips pursing, not wanting to admit the truth, "I certainly haven't slept with as many as you." Leaning forward to jab at the lump on the side of Will's head Ian stated, "Maybe you'll teach me all of your dirty tricks and I can be as popular as you. That's got to be it right? Why Paul and Sonny wanted you? It couldn't be because of anything else."

"Fuck you," Will hissed, trying not to cry at the throbbing in his skull, pulling on the handcuffs and rope, testing their strength, feeling his arms begin to shake. Whatever Ian had given him was beginning to take effect. Twisting his ankles Will could feel the rope burning into his skin.

"No," Ian said casually, admiring the way Will was completely exposed. "I think you'll be the only one fucked here tonight."

T, wandering through the park aimlessly, couldn't help but feel bad about the way he left things with Will. 'He was the dude I played little league with,' T thought then rolled his eyes, 'And now he's doing baseball players.' Deciding to go back and talk to Will again T was stunned to see the place crawling with cops.

"T," Lucas called out. "T, what are you doing here?" Glaring at him suspiciously Lucas couldn't help but think, 'Oh god please not you too. Just let Will have one normal friend.'

"I saw Will here a little while ago and I wanted to come back and talk to him," T rushed out, "Um, what is all this?"

"Will's been taken T. We think he was kidnapped," Lucas explained lowly not wanting to the officers nearby to here him.

"What," T screeched. Seeing the look Lucas gave him T lowered his voice, "I just saw like an hour ago what do you mean someone took him?"

"Ever since that stupid article he's had so many people bothering him and there was this stalker," Lucas rushed out, "Some creepy dark haired guy. We think he must have taken Will."

"Wait a minute," T said, remembering something, "I saw a dude like that hanging out by those trees when I was here." T pointed at the copse behind them.

Staring at T like he was heaven sent Lucas screamed, "Roman, Hope, get over here!"

"Do you think this will make Paul love you," Will whispered, head fuzzy, limbs beginning to relax against his will. "You can touch me anyway you want, do anything you can think of to me. He's still going to want me. They're going to want me."

"No they won't," Ian pointed out, "Not after this." Knocking his knife to the side, where it bounced and rolled to the floor, Ian continued, "They don't love you. You're just a toy to them. You're nothing but a pretty little whore they're going to throw away after tonight. Besides it's not about wanting Paul to love me. I just want Paul to be happy, with Sonny, where he belongs."

Moving over Ian lifted his camera out of his bag, checking the lighting, and snapped picture after picture of Will. Opening a laptop from his bag, thanking the apartment complex for having free WiFi Ian smiled fortunately, typing away as he plugged his camera into the laptop.

Will, struggling to stay focused, twisted his arms and legs, trying frantically to free himself, blood dripping onto the mattress from his cut lip, 'They won't give up on me. They'll find me and it's not going to be me they hate.' Suddenly thinking of it, words slurring slightly Will asked, "How did you get those pictures? The ones of me and EJ that night? So high up, how?"

"I had help," Ian said happily. "There. In just a few minutes time we'll have some company." Seeing Will fight against his constraints fruitlessly Ian walked over to his bag and retrieved a black blindfold, "Relax. This is going to be a dream come true for you, isn't it? That many cocks at one time? I mean, it's not exactly my thing but I'm sure you'll love it." Winding the blindfold around Will's eyes Ian sat down on the bed and patted his lower back comfortingly.

Vision gone, the hopelessness of the situation caught up to Will, breath catching in his throat, quietly he begged, "Please, no"

"What was that," Ian asked, distracted by the sight of his pale hand against Will's lightly tanned skin. 'This is the first time I've ever been this close to a naked boy before,' Ian thought before gulping. Licking his lips Ian stroked his hand up and down Will's body, fascinated. Hand groping Will's plump bottom Ian realized, 'Maybe there is a way to find out what makes him so special.'

"Don't," Will cried, voice beginning to blend together, trying to pull away from the unfamiliar hand touching him.

"It's OK," Ian promised, moving so he would have a better view, pulling Will's cheeks open, "I'm going to break you in first. It will hurt less for when the others come, right? Or did you mean the blindfold? Because I thought it would be funner for you if you had to guess who you were playing with."

"Please, don't," Will pleaded, "Please."

Chad and Neil ran from shop to shop screaming at the workers if they had seen Will or Ian. No one had seen them and it was getting late.

"This is my fault," Neil said for the millionth time as they left the last shop on the street.

"Shut up," Chad insisted. "If anything it's my fault. I'm the one that got the article out. You tried to stop me and I wouldn't listen. Now this psycho has him."

"I left him alone, Chad," Neil argued. "OK? After I kissed him."

"What," Chad questioned, completely confused. 'EJ is not going to like this.'

"I, OK, I didn't even know that I felt so much for him you know," Neil explained as they walked, "But I do. I do and it was too much and I got so angry seeing that stupid picnic. And I asked why we wouldn't work and I just, I kissed him. When he got me away I realized what I did and flipped out. I left him alone."

Stunned, Chad had no idea what to say. Feeling his phone vibrate Chad pulled it out, "Hello? Yes, wait what, what do you mean? Oh my god. Is that guy still there? Gabi, quit freaking out. No, send me the link! You call the police."

"What is it," Neil asked quickly.

"There's something on the student message board about Will," Chad said, getting a text with the link, and opening it. "Gabi found it. Oh my fucking god, I'm going to be sick."

Neil, looking over Chad's shoulder gasped loudly. "Oh, Will." Pictures of Will tied and vulnerable appeared on the screen, blood dripping down his back. 'Oh god is that a party invitation?' Feeling nauseous Neil tried to look away before he noticed something. "Wait, I know that wall." Not bothering to explain Neil turned and ran as fast as he could towards Sonny and Paul's old apartment.

Will whimpered into the mattress, face smooshed on one cheek, arms underneath him barely holding up his weight, a length of rope intertwining his ankles, chin covered in blood. Will couldn't seem to talk anymore. Mouth not doing what his brain wanted. 'Please don't do this please.'

Ian was carefully and gently exploring Will's body with his fingertips. 'His skin is so smooth.' Nervously, lying on his stomach, Ian had his face pressed in close to Will's butt. "Hmm, you look tighter than I would have suspected," Ian chuckled, trying to not let on how inexperienced he was at this as his finger traced against Will's opening. "I don't have any lube," Ian admitted, a misstep on his part, 'I didn't expect I would want to do this. I thought I was just going to videotape. This must be what Paul and Sonny felt. Sucked in by his slutty charms, "But I guess spit will have to do." Leaning forward Ian spit against Will's hole using his finger to spread it around.

Before he had a chance to do it again Ian heard a knocking at the door, "Damn, looks like our time together is done. It's probably for the best. You almost ensnared me too." Ian said before getting off the bed, slapping Will's ass harshly, "Now it's time for the fun to begin."

Ian walked towards the door, unlocking it, opening it wide and walking back to the bed to allow his guests to enter, not even looking behind him.

"Where are we going," Chad panted, jogging as fast as he could to keep up with Neil, an apartment complex coming into sight. "Why are we here?"

"Will's here. That's Sonny and Paul's old apartment. Trust me, he's here," Chad stated before coming to a rough stop outside the door.

"OK," Chad said loudly, "How are we going to get in? Kick down the door?"

Giving Chad a strange look Neil asked, "Do you know how to that? You read the stupid post. He invited everyone for a Will fucking party. I'm going to knock and see if he invites me in." Knocking loudly Neil waited anxiously.

Neil and Chad held their breath as the door swung open. Neil, heart stopping at the sight of Will tied on the bed, gave a guttural scream before slamming Ian into the floor, fists beating into his flesh repeatedly.

Chad ran to Will's side, horrified to see Will like this in real life, ripping the blindfold off before desperately trying to untie Will. "Oh god, are you OK, Will, bud, are you OK?"

Will, eyes lifeless and body limp, stared at Chad in confusion. 'What's Chad doing here? Is he going to touch me too?' Making a distressed sound Will tried to move his body but couldn't.

Chad, freaking out, "It's OK, I'm not going to hurt you. I'd never hurt you. It's OK." Noting Will had blank, dilated eyes Chad knew he had been drugged. Turning to check on Neil Chad paused, eyes going wide, "Neil, look out!"

Ian hit the floor harshly, small limbs crushed by Neil's weight and fists. Trying to fend off the attack Ian felt useless against Neil. Reaching his hand out blindly, by luck, Ian found his knife. Curling his fingers around the handle Ian lifted it up and stabbed into Neil's back with all his strength.

Neil howled, the sharp, jagged knife sticking out of the middle of his back. "Fuck," Neil screamed standing up and kicking Ian in the face harshly, smiling grimly when he heard something break. As Ian rolled around in pain Neil, ignoring the knife, hobbled over to Will needing to make sure he was alright. 'He has to be safe.' Looking at Chad Neil gestured towards his back and ordered, "Pull it out and cut him loose."

"Are you fucking crazy," Chad yelled, "I'm not pulling that out of you. Stay still." Horrified, hands going for his phone Chad called an ambulance.

"Fine," Neil gritted, reaching his hand behind his back and trying to grab the knife himself.

"Stop it," Chad scolded when he was done on the phone. "I'll look for a key. Just stop moving. For god's sake you have a knife wedged inside of you." Searching in the bag, finding nothing but disturbing toys he was certain were going to be used on Will, Chad walked over to Ian, enjoying seeing him choking on his own blood, face almost bruised beyond recognition. "Where is it?"

Ian, shaking his head, back and forth, in more pain that he's ever been in his entire life, whispered, voice nasally, nose broken, "Pocket."

Retrieving the key Chad rushed to Will, unlocking the handcuffs, "It's OK. It's just me. I'm your older, totally cool Uncle. We're gonna do all sorts of Uncle/Nephew things when you're better, like go fishing and hiking. Oh wait, you hate that stuff. Um, I'll think of something but just please, snap out of it Will." Slipping Will's wrists from the handcuffs Chad gasped seeing the cuts on Will's lips, his chin covered in blood. Noting the small slice on Will's throat and the deeper ones to Will's ribs and back Chad tried not to panic. 'Oh fuck look at the lump on his temple,' Chad sighed before taking off his own jacket to ensure Will was covered up.

Neil, pulling out his phone, adrenaline still buzzing in his veins, called EJ, "We have him. Sonny and Paul's old apartment. Just meet us at the hospital." Hanging up and dialing Sonny's number Neil couldn't tear his gaze away from the hopeless look on Will's face, the way he slumped against Chad, "Sonny, go to the hospital. No, just get there." Seeing Will's face react slightly to the name Neil yelled, "Wait, no, shut up, I'm gonna give the phone to Will, just talk to him OK. You and Paul. Just comfort him." Handing the phone to Chad to hold up against Will's ear Neil, fighting through the pain in his back, pulled at the rope still attached to Will's ankles.

Will blinked blearily, dragged onto Chad's lap, head lolling from side to side. From the phone pressed to his ear Will could hear two voices that sounded familiar.

"Will," screamed Sonny, "Will, babe, are you OK? It's us. OK, it's Sonny and Paul. We're both here." Holding onto Paul's hand harshly, terrified that Will wasn't making a sound, "It's going to be OK. Neil and Chad are going to watch over you. You'll go to the hospital and everything will be OK."

"We're going to see you soon," Paul promised. "We'll be with you soon, beautiful. It's OK." Scared, eyes watering, relieved that they found Will and horrified by what must have happened Paul continued, "It's OK baby. Everything's OK."

Will, blinking slowly, made a choked off sound in the back of his throat. 'It's OK. They said everything is going to be OK.' Leaning against Chad's chest Will closed his eyes.

Author's note:

So, how was that? I'm super nervous. Please review and let me know.

That was disturbing to write. I did a lot of research on ropes, knives, stab wounds and drugs used in sexual assaults. I'm fairly sure I'm on a few watch lists now.