Delilah's POV
I call Rosy's friend and ask if they could take her to gymnastics. Normally she carpools with Willow, since she's missing, though, it won't happen today. When Rosy leaves, I tell Abby that I'm ready, and we leave.
When we get to wherever Willow is, I get nervous, and I'm never nervous. Luckily, James is here or else I would break in front of Abby. Her face is the epitome of horror and sadness. Once inside, we decide to split up. I hold out a flashlight like they do in police shows. We look around for a while but don't see anything. Then suddenly, I hear a scream.
"Abby? What's wrong!" I yell. I start running towards then sound when James stops me.
"Delilah, I think someone else is here." I immediately pause to listen and sure enough, I hear someone breathing. I only have a second to think before huge, burly men jump out. They start walking towards us when something clicks in my brain.
I start fighting them. Like, secret agents style. I knock out two of them, grab James, and start running towards where I heard Abby scream. When I find them, Peter is carrying an unconscious Abby, and Daisy knows where to be found.
"What the heck did you do? If you hurt her in any way I swear..." he cuts me off.
"Hey, back off. I just saved Abby from Willow. She's the one who pointed a freaking tranquilizer gun at her." I am stunned. At first, I don't believe him but soon realize that he's telling the truth. "Still," I say "If you hurt her, you'll answer to me and where is Daisy?" When he doesn't answer me, I can tell that something is wrong.
"Well, did you at least see her leave?"
"No, I did not, but we have to get out of here now. It's a trap." For a second I think about that famous Star Wars saying but turn my attention back to the guys.
"I have a plan."