Chapter 4: 4:35pm

Monica and Chandler sat on the couch in their hotel room and their four friends sat around them. The couple had called them to come over when they had visited Angela.
Phoebe was the first to speak when they told them what had happened. "I can't believe it."
"This is so unreal." Ross said.
Joey was motionless, "The second you guys find that asshole, I'll kick his ass."
Chandler smiled, "Thanks, Joe. That is if we find him."
"You will, and you'll find Jaron," Rachel said hopefully.
There was a knock on the hotel room door. Chandler got up and opened it. Angela stood behind the door, looking anxious.
She spoke rapidly, "Sorry, I mean, that I came here, and I disturbed you."
Monica got up and stood next to Chandler, "It's fine."
"I lied." She said.
Chandler folded his arms; "You lied?"
"They did come back, I know they did." They called me this morning before you came over. They flew in after I called them to tell them that Ricky died."
"Who came?" Monica asked.
"My dad, my mom and Daryl." She said quietly.
"Jaron?" Chandler asked.
"The kid? I don't know." Angela said. "They're supposed to be dropping by my house this evening at 4:30pm. I called Bill, and he'll be there."
"We'll be there," Monica quickly said.

Angela, Phoebe and Monica sat on the couch in the living room.
"It's 4:15, they'll be here soon," Angela said.
Phoebe held Monica's arm, "I hope he's okay."
Monica leaned against Phoebe, "It's been two years. Even if he is okay, is he the same kid?"
Rachel and Ross had stayed at the hotel, and Phoebe and Joey were here with Monica and Chandler. Chandler, Sergeant Akin, and Joey were in the kitchen, with two other officers. Sergeant Akin's brother, and his wife had left the house, under Sergeant Akin's request.
Chandler was sitting at the kitchen table, "What if they don't come? What if we wait here all night, and nobody comes? What if we sit here for the rest of our lives wondering?"
Joey, who was sitting across from Chandler frowned, "Lets hope that doesn't happen."
One of the other officers sat down at the table, "My name's Greg Norton. My younger sister was a kidnapped child. She was taken from a grocery store back home in Denver when she was a year old. One day, a year later her and her kidnapper were walking down a street in San Jose and my aunt passed them, recognized my sister and called the cops. She was reunited with my mom, my dad and I two days later." The officer, Greg, looked down at his hands, "I don't know why I told you that."
"To give me hope?" Chandler said.
Greg smiled, "Maybe. Or maybe it's my tendency to ramble." He laughed nervously.
Angela, Phoebe and Monica entered the kitchen.
"So, when they arrive, Angela answers the door and invites them into the kitchen, that's when myself, Officer Norton, and Officer James enter and apprehend them." Sergeant Akin said. "Is everyone clear?"
Everyone nodded except Monica, "Where do we go?" She said referring to herself, Joey, Phoebe and Chandler.
Sergeant Akin pointed to the main bedroom, "Stay in there, until we come and get you."
Monica nodded.

Monica, Phoebe, Chandler and Joey had assembled themselves in the bedroom. Monica and Chandler were seated on the floor, against the wall, clutching onto each other. Phoebe and Joey sat across from them, leaning against the bed.
"What does this remind you of?" Chandler reminisced about the time when the four of them had spent the entire evening in Monica's bedroom when Ross and Rachel had broken up.
As the doorbell rang, the four silently exchanged frantic glances. It was 4:35pm.

In the hallway, Angela answered the door; her parents entered and hugged her. "Angela, we are so sorry about Ricky. It's so sad." Her mother said.
"We missed you," her father said and kissed her cheek.
"Come in," Angela said as she saw her brother enter behind them, "Daryl."
Daryl walked up to his sister and hugged her, "Hey sis."
Angela nervously asked, "Where's the kid?" She tried to act casual, "What's his name again?"
Daryl smiled, "Oh, Jaron. He's here in New York. Back at the hotel."
"You left him at the hotel, alone?" Angela whispered. "What hotel?"
"The Best Western five blocks from here, why?" Her dad asked.
"Jaron is growing up so fast," Angela's mother exclaimed. "We've had trouble looking after him, he's been staying with all different relatives in Florida."
Andrea proceeded, ignoring the fact that there were three police officers in the kitchen, "Does he ever talk about his parents?"
"The kid is convinced they're alive, poor child. It's been a hassle, I think he stays a month with each relative or family friend before he drives them crazy and he ends up back with us."
Andrea felt guilt for the child, "Daryl, why did you take him?"
Daryl smiled at his sister, "The poor child's parents died, he had nowhere else to go."
Andrea felt hatred for her brother, "You ass. You're crazy. The three of you, you lied to me."
"Huh?" Daryl said, confused.
Andrea and Daryl's parents walked up to Angela, "Are you okay?"
"Please, come into the kitchen," Angela said.

From the bedroom, the four friends heard yelling and a lot of shuffling and moving of furniture. They guessed that Jaron was not there. After the noise had died down, Officer Norton came into the bedroom. "You can come out now."
The four of them entered the kitchen. Joey instantly recognized the man who had injured him two years earlier. Monica and Chandler recognized the man from the photo album. He was in handcuffs and Officer James was about to lead him out of the house. Officer Norton hand cuffed Angela's parents and took them outside. Sergeant Akin stopped Officer Norton.
"Daryl Huntley, you are under the arrest for kidnapping Jaron Bing," Sergeant Akin said to the man.
"Angela, you turned us in?" Daryl screamed at his sister.
Angela was standing in the corner of the kitchen, "You jerk! You stole this couple's child away from them!" She yelled at him. "You're just a crazy drunk who didn't get married and have kids, so you stole someone else's!"
Daryl looked up and saw Chandler and Monica; his face was emotionless.
Angela screamed at Daryl, "And you told some kid his parents were dead! You are crazy. No body loves you Daryl, deal with it." Angela started to cry at her strong words. She never yelled at anyone.
Monica was crying, and Officer Norton took Daryl to the car. Sergeant Akin walked over to Angela, "Call Julia and Daniel, they'll come home and stay here with you. Until then, when Officer Norton comes back in, I'll have him stay with you." Sergeant Akin put an arm around her, "If you need to at any time, call me, but I'm sure my brother and Julia will take care of you."
Angela half smiled, "Thank you." She looked to Monica and Chandler, "I'm sorry for everything my family put you through."
Sergeant Akin walked up to Monica, Chandler, Joey and Phoebe, "We've got to get to that hotel."

Chandler and Monica ran through the doors of the hotel. Sergeant Akin was in close tow. Joey and Phoebe had gone back to the apartment for Rachel and Ross.
"Hello ma'am," Sergeant Akin said to the lady at the desk. He flashed his badge, "I need to know what room the Huntley family checked into?"
"I'll check for you, sir," she said hurriedly. She started typing into her computer.
"Did they check in with a child?"
The woman nodded, "This morning, yes, with a young boy." She looked at her computer, "Room 190, sir." She handed him a key, "This is the room key."
A few moments later, Sergeant Akin opened the hotel room door. He rushed in, followed by Monica and Chandler. But, the room was empty. Monica collapsed into Chandler's arms, and started sobbing uncontrollably. "He's not here!" She screamed in between sobs. "He's not here!" Chandler started to cry, too.

This fic is really starting to suck, I apologize.