I feel absolutely evil after the last chapter.

**Maniacal Laughter**

"BILL!" Albert screamed as he was ripped from the cupboard. He quickly shoved the phone into his shirt, accidentally hanging up in the process. "LET ME GO!" he cried as Morris dragged him out the window.

Albert was thrown into the trunk of a car, and Oscar slammed the door shut. He felt the engine start and the car drive off.

Calm down he thought to himself. Breath.

The phone. He had to tell Bill what was going on.

Taking the phone out of his shirt, he redialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?

"I NEED BILL!" Albert cried.

"Um, uh, what's your emergency?"

"PLEASE LET ME TALK TO BILL!" He just wanted someone familiar to talk to.

"Listen, kid, I need to know what's wrong."

"I'M IN A CAR, AND THEY'RE TAKING ME AWAY, AND I WANT BILL!" He was practically sobbing.

"Oh-okay. Bill! Get over here!"

"Thank you." Albert whispered into the phone.

"Hello?" Bill asked.

"BILL! THEY'RE TAKING ME AWAY!"

"Okay. Albert, where are you?"

"I don't know...I'm in a car. They're taking me away."

"Okay, breath, Albert, breath. What did the car look like?"

"Um, it was green, and it was um, a Toyota, I think, and it looked like a Camry."

"Okay, good. Do you know what street you are on?"

"No."

"Okay, are they going fast?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay, how fast?"

"R-really fast. I think they might be speeding."

"Okay, hang in there, Albert. We're gonna get you out of this.

Bill was frantic. He switched to dispatch, "I need any available units, we have a kidnapping, 2013 Green Toyota Camry, license plate FGZ-178, PR is trapped in trunk and hysterical."

"Seven-Mike-Thirteen, copy that."

"Four-Delta-Seven, copy."

Switching back to Albert, "Okay, buddy, I have two units coming for you, just stay calm.

"Okay. Okay."

"We're gonna get you home, okay? I just need you to breath."

"Okay."

"You're doing great buddy, and you're being real helpful with this."

"How?"

"You were able to tell me the car color, model and brand, which helped me confirm that the car you were trapped in was a registered car."

"Okay."

Switching to dispatch, "Seven-Mike-Thirteen, any sign of vehicle or PR?"

"Negative."

"Four-Delta-Seven, have you found the vehicle?"

"Negative."

"Bill, do the units know where the car is?"

"Yes, they are going to find you." Bill couldn't help it, he lied. He didn't want to scare this kid even more.

"Okay."

Jack's phone buzzed in his back pocket. He ignored it. After all, he was busy, balancing seven mugs of steaming hot chocolate and a bag of marshmallows. He set the precariously balanced mugs onto the coffee table, just as the oven timer went off.

Two dozen chocolate chip cookies were pulled out of the oven and placed on cooling racks. There was already a plate of sugar cookies that the boys had decorated this morning.

Jack then grabbed a handful of candy canes and placed them into a mug. He then grabbed a bowl and filled it with Hershey's Kisses, both the peppermint ones and the normal ones. He filled another bowl full of M&Ms, and took the bowls to the coffee table.

Jack took the plates of cookies and set those on the table, along with a box of Oreos. He popped a few bags of popcorn, and poured those into a bowl. Finally, he grabbed a whole bunch of blankets and pillows, threw them onto the couch, and admired his handiwork.

Tonight was movie night. A night of relaxation. They were going to watch as many Christmas movies into this one night as they could. Home Alone, Santa Clause, The Grinch, you name it.

Jack smiled, the boys were out playing in the snow right now, but when they came back inside movie night was on!

The door burst open, "Jack, I wanna show you my snowman!" Buttons exclaimed, running inside. Jack let his brother pull him outside.

He was greeted by a snowball in his face.

"Wow. So you used Buttons to lure me outside, just to throw a snowball at me? That's a new low, Race." He said. Race shrugged.

"No. Jack! That's my snowman!" Buttons said, pointing to a mound of snow with a hat.

"That is an awesome snowman! How about all of you go inside and wash up, I have a surprise." Jack said, picking up some snow.

When Race walked past him, Jack shoved the snow down the boy's shirt.

"AAH! JACK!" The blonde screamed. Jack snickered.

The boys were in shock when they saw what Jack had prepared for them. And Jack was happy that they liked it. They needed happy things. They needed to be stress free. It wasn't healthy for them to be going through so much stress at their young age.

While the boys argued over which movie they should watch first, Jack checked his phone.

'Amber Alert: Albert Dasilva-Kelly, 15 years old, 2013 Green Toyota Camry, License Plate FGZ-178'

"Bill, they're slowing down." Albert whispered into the phone.

"Okay. Just stay calm. We have units on the way. Breath, Albert, breath." Albert did as Bill instructed. He breathed in. He breathed out. In. Out. A shiver went down his spine.

"Bill, it's cold in this car."

"Okay...Albert I want you to feel around for any jackets or blankets in there okay?"

Albert felt around. Nothing.

"I don't feel any."

"Okay. Hang tight. Are they still slowing down?"

"No. I think they were turning."

"Okay. Was it right or left?"

"Um, right."

"Gotcha. Albert, how long did they have you locked up?"

"Um, six months, I think."

"Were they feeding you?"

"I would get a cup of water every day, and a slice of bread about once a week."

"Okay. As soon as we get you home, make sure you have a good meal, okay?'

"Mmkay." The car turned sharply, throwing Albert against the inside of the car.

"Albert, bud, what was that?"

"They took a really sharp turn. Bill, I think they're trying to confuse you guys. So you don't find me."

"They can try all they want, but we will find you."

"You swear?"

Bill paused, "I swear."

Ta da.

Chapter 16

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