~I hope you guys like this. I've been thinking...I only have the first few chapters plotted out for this...the rest is blank! So, I'm not quite sure how long this will be. But no matter what I will finish it. I don't want to leave you all hanging.~

Disclaimer: I own no one.

Warnings: Slash, homophobic, language.

Its been a month since they all had dinner together with Donnie.

Jack and Daniel were currently walking through Central Park, hands clasped together tightly. It was probably the first time they had been there during the day together. There was a crisp chilly breeze in the air. A light snow had fallen the night before. Jack had been so excited he could barely sleep. And that is why the young couple decided to walk in the park today. Jack wanted to see the show and Daniel couldn't really deny him anything.

"Danny?" a surprised voice said.

The young couple stopped and turned around to see who it was.

"Ron?" Daniel asked as the other man came up to them.

"Who is this?" He asked looking at Jack.

"Ron, this is my boyfriend Jack. Jack this is my friend from High School, Ron." Daniel realized it was the first time Ron was finding out about him and Jack.

"Nice to meet you." Jack smiled.

"Yeah, same to you," He turned his attention back to Daniel, "Dan, you didn't ever tell me you were gay."

"Well, I am only gay for Jack if that makes any since. I only I want him."

Jack smiled at that.

"Wow. I never would have guessed with all the girls you slept with."

Daniel bit his lip, irritated. That was in the passed now. He was with Jack and he always will be. Was Ron trying piss him off? Or make Jack feel insecure?

"Well, Jack and I have plenty of sex. So..." Daniel said like it was an every day topic to talk about. Jack, on the other hand turned bright red.

"How old is he anyway? I mean, is he even legal? He looks like 16!" He asked, acting as if Jack wasn't there at all.

"I'm 20." Jack spoke up.

Ron burst into laughter, "You sure did rob a cradle this time, didn't you Danny."

Jack remained silent, not knowing what to say to what Ronnie said.

"Age is just a number."

"Yeah. If Daniel had been 60 years old I would still be with him."

Daniel smiled down lovingly at that.

"Damn, you're wingman. What am I supposed to do now?"

Daniel shrugged, "Get a new wingman, because I'm not going out to any more bars or getting drunk. I made a mistake last time and it almost lost me Jack forever."

Jack tightened his hold on Daniel's hand.

Ronnie gave them a smile. His lips a thin stretched line; in other words it was forced.

"Sure man. Maybe we can have lunch sometime then." He patted Daniel on the back in a friendly manner.

"Maybe so."

"Well, I'll let you two be on your way." He stepped to the side and let them pass.

Danny is no faggot! Its all that little brat's fault! He's messing with Danny's head! He's going to pay that! Ronnie thought as he made his way back to his apartment.

Once inside his apartment he roughly took his jacket off and threw it to the ground. He began pacing.

What can I do? Danny thinks he's gay! And all because of that little shit! Danny is straight! It sickens me to think of what he's done to Danny. Danny won't listen to me as long as the brat is aroun...That's it. If the brat's gone then I can talk to Danny! Talk some sense into him!

He plopped down on his couch just thinking for hours until he finally came to a conclusion. He smiled as the perfect plan came to his mind.

Meanwhile back in the park Jack looked up at Daniel.

"He seemed...nice."

Daniel chuckled, "You don't have to like him."

"Well, I don't think he really likes me much."

"I don't understand what there isn't to like about you, Darling."

Jack rolled his eyes, "Not everyone thinks the world of me like you do."

"They should." There was humor on Daniel's face.

Jack suddenly jerked away from his boyfriend and scooped up a hand full of snow and threw it at the control freak. It hit Daniel in the face. It stung from the coldness.

Wiping his face Daniel shouted, "You are dead! So dead!"

Laughing Jack took of running deeper into the park, Daniel running after him. Jack slipped on some ice, and landed on his back. The wind knocked from his lungs. Daniel skid to a stop beside him.

"Shit, Jack! Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah. I'll be fine."

Daniel slowly helped him up before slamming a snowball in his face. He laughed as he ran away from the younger man.

Jack smiled through the stinging coldness and the small ace in his back as he took off running after Daniel. After a while of running around the park throwing snowballs in each other's face they decided they were cold enough and wanted to go home. Where they shed their cold wet clothes and took a nice long hot shower together.

When they finished their shower they dried off and laid in bed, under the warm blankets, holding one another.

"Today was fun."

"Definitely," Daniel agreed, "I've never been in snowball fight before."

"Me neither."

"Uh, so, um, Jack?"

"Yes?" Jack moved closer to the older man and buried his face in his neck.

"I've been needing to...Ohh..." Jack began a trail of love bites along Daniel's neck and shoulder.

"Needing to tell you..."

"To tell me?" Jack said between sucking the soft skin of Daniel's neck.

"To hell with it," Daniel rolled over on top of him, "We'll talk later."

It was his turn to bite and suck Jack's neck. The two men made love, a bit too loud for Merritt's liking.

A little while later Daniel fell down beside his boyfriend. Both breathing hard as they came down from their high.

"So," Jack breathed, "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"

"Uh, um, well, we can talk about it tomorrow." He said as he pulled Jack to him.

"Okay. Night Danny. Love you."

"Night Darling. Love you too."

Across town in Ron's apartment he'd been making phone calls for the last two hours.

"Yeah, yeah. I have a job for you. His name is Jack Wilder. No, don't kill him...I'll do that. Just bring him to me. Yes I'll pay you handsomely." Ron smiled, "Great. See you then."

Hanging up the phone he couldn't help but to realize how happy he was. He was going to get rid of that little brat and he'd have Daniel back as his friend and wingman. Sighing happily he stood up and got ready for bed. Yes, tomorrow was going to be a very fun day.

Waking up in Daniel's arms was one of the best tings in the world. Jack awoke every morning feeling so happy that he could burst.

"Hey Darling." Daniel said kissing Jack's head.

"I was wondering when you would wake up."

"You wore me out last night." Jack chuckled.

Daniel grinned, "Good to know."

"How long have you been awake?"

"Not too long. Um, hey, I have some errands I need to do today. I'll be back within an hour, okay?"

Jack was slightly shocked that Daniel didn't ask him to go with him. Daniel asked Jack to go with him everywhere and if Jack was going out then Daniel would always go with him.

"Um, sure."

"Merritt's going to tag along. Keep Henley busy and don't let her cook, okay? She'll burn the whole building down."

"Sure thing." Chuckled Jack.

Once they were dressed Daniel kissed Jack's temple and he and Merritt left the apartment.

"Hey Jack." Henley smiled at him.

"Morning Henley."

"Do you have any idea where those two are going?"

Jack shook his head, "No clue."

She shrugged, "All well. I was going to go the store and get some more mascara and eyeliner. I was wondering if you wanted to go?"

"No thanks Henley."

"Okay. I'll be back soon. Don't destroy the apartment."

She left leaving Jack all alone. He opened a can of Cherry Cola and sipped it as he flicked cards across the room. He was about to go pick them up when there was knock at the door.

Did Henley forget her keys? He wondered as he walked over and looked through peephole. It was a big, burly man.

Who the hell is that? Damn, he has got to do steroids.

The man was well over 6'0, his chest broad, and arms huge.

Jack took a brief moment to decipher if he should open the door or not. He was about to go to his and Daniel's bedroom and pretend no one was home when all of a sudden the door was kicked open. Jack hit the ground hard.

The man was on top of him within a second. The two rolled around the ground for a few moments, bumping into furniture and knocking over a lamp or vase here and there.

Jack managed to kick the guy off him.

"What do you want?" Jack asked quickly getting to his feet.

"I was paid to come get you."

"By who?"

The man shrugged, "Some guy. He sent me this picture." He pulled out his phone and showed Jack a picture of him and Daniel walking in the park, hands clasped together.

Realization hit Jack hard as did the man's punch. He stumbled back, feeling dazed. The man didn't stop there. He walked over to Jack, clamping hand down on his shoulder and with his other hitting Jack in the stomach repeatedly.

Jack tried to get away from the man, but he was just too big! He twisted and turned and threw hits and kicks at the man. Twisting out of his jacket Jack managed to get away from the man. He jumped out over the couch. The man donned a sharp knife and swung it at him. Jack picked up one of the couch pillows to shield to prevent from getting harmed. The man sliced through the pillow, sending stuffing all over the place. Finally Jack jumped up and kicked the man with both feet, sending him flying backwards. He went through the glass coffee table. Glass scattered the floor. Jack knew this was his chance to make his escape. He made his way for the door.

The man looked around him at the broken glass and his eyes fell on the wooden legs that were strewn across the floor. Grabbing one he stood up and ran for Jack and swung, hard.

All Jack remembers was feeling an intense pain and the floor rushing up to meet him rather quickly. Everything blobbed together in a mix of colors before everything went black.

An hour later Merritt and Daniel were walking back up to their apartment building.

"Hey guys." Henley greeted them. They all stood out in front of the building.

"Hey Henley. Where's Jack?" Daniel asked.

"I went to the store to get some make-up and he stayed at home. Where did you two go?" She eyed them suspiciously.

"Just ran a few errands." The control freak said as he walked passed the red head. He was eager to get back his boyfriend. He didn't like being away from him long or at all for that matter.

The three of them walked up the stairs. Their talking and laughter ceased when they noticed the door to their apartment was cracked open. Light flooding through the small crack.

"Henley, did you forget to close the door?" Daniel asked.

"I have never left the door opened and even if I did Jack would have closed it."

They slowly and cautiously made their way over to the door. Daniel pushed it open. The apartment was trashed. The coffee table shattered to a million pieces, as was the lamp beside the couch, speaking of the couch it was turned to an odd angle, a gutted pillow lay on the floor, magazines and books were strew all over the place. It looked like a hurricane passed through the apartment.

"Oh my God." Henley whispered bringing a hand up to her mouth.

"Jack?" Daniel called as he rushed through the apartment searching for his boyfriend. He wasn't in any of the bedrooms, the bathroom or the kitchen. Jack was not in the apartment at all.

Daniel was trying so hard to keep it together. He was shaking slightly and he had a hard time breathing.

"Danny, there's...blood." Henley pointed to the wooden floor. Sure enough there was a small pool of blood.

"Shit, we have to call Dylan." He tried swallowing the lump in his throat.

"Danny," Henley walked over to him, "Danny, take a deep breath. It'll be okay. Just breathe."

Daniel didn't listen to her instead he broke away from touch and pulled out his phone.

"What is it now, Danny?" Dylan asked.

"Its...Its Jack." His voice was shaky and on the verge of breaking any minute.

"What did you do to him now?"

"He's gone."

"Again? Dammit! I told you to keep it in your pants."

"No, I didn't cheat on him...I - I think he's been taken. You need to get over here now."

"Taken? By who?"

"I don't know! If I did I wouldn't be calling you! The apartment looks like shit! Like someone got into a huge fight! Jack could be hurt or dying! Get your ass over here!" Daniel yelled. He was shaking again; more violently this time. Worry and anger filled his body.

Merritt jerked the phone out of his hand, "Listen Dylan, the control freak is just worried. We all are. We need you here, man."

"I'm on my way."

Merritt then hung up.

"I shouldn't have left today. And if I did then I should have asked Jack to come with me! Ugh! He wanted to go! I could see it in his face."

"Danny, he couldn't have come with us. You know that." Merritt said.

"Why couldn't he have come with you guys? Why so secretive lately?"

With shaking hands Daniel reached into his pocket and pulled out a navy blue box. He handed it to Henley. She opened it to reveal the black ring that Daniel had given Jack when he first told him, 'I love you.'

But this time on the inside it had an engraving.

It read; Stay with me forever.

"Oh Danny." She whispered, her heart breaking more.

"We'll find him."

Jack, I'm sorry. I'm supposed to protect you! I failed! I'll find you. I promise.

~So there you go! Romance, drama, and angst! Review and tell me if you loved it or hated it!~