A/N: Yet again I don't own any of this; however I wish like hell that I
owned Adam Brody.
Ryan's eyes widened, he swallowed. Everything seemed to being going in slow motion.
"Ryan, don't worry, we are going to find her. He won't get her." Kirsten said walking to Ryan putting her hand on his shoulder and rubbing it in a motherly way.
He shook it off and closed his eyes. "How do you know." he started his voice crackled as he took deep breaths.
"Social services called, saying someone called, they would be dropping off your transcripts, but I already have them. They said it was your uncle Jed." She immediately started chewing on a thumbnail. "We should get you cleaned up and out of here. I don't need you to start another fight, even if he deserves it."
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Seth sat in his room on the net, checking out every site on how to get from Newport to San Francisco. Buses, Taxis, and she mentioned hitch hiking. He rubbed his temple in frustration. She could be anywhere right now. He sighed. Maybe she would be ok, like she was a big girl; she could get a job at a restaurant. What was he thinking?! She's a fourteen year old girl with a hot head and big mouth; if Ryan couldn't make it on the streets alone, how could Ally?
A few quiet knocks interrupted his thoughts. Ryan opened the door and crept into his room. "Any ideas?" Ryan asked quietly as he leaned over Seth's chair. Seth had only seen Ryan this worried once and that was in TJ; and Marissa was like an inch from stroking out. Obviously Ryan loved her so Seth had to try really hard.
Seth sighed. "Not really, but you said she had cash, so I'm thinking she'd might go to a bus station. So I think we should drive up the highway and check as many bus stations as we can, before nightfall. That way you're out of the house if Jed does come."
Ryan nodded solemnly. It was a crumby plan, but at least he would be out of the house actually doing something.
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Summer squealed with excitement as she gripped the wheel as they drove down the highway. Summer hated girls who squealed, but this seemed to be one of those few times it was okay to. This was the first time Marissa and her had some girl time away from school, and the prying judging eyes of the prissy stuck up Newport girls; granted she usually was one of them but this was Marissa, the only person who understood her, beneath the bitchy exterior, other than Cohen, but that was a completely different story. Besides today was going to be all about pampering themselves; at Daddy's cost of course.
Summer looked over at Marissa; she was slouched in the passenger's seat and chewing on her nails. "Ok. I give, what's wrong?" Summer said slowing her speed. Goddamn Sunday drivers, they better not be late because of these people.
Marissa didn't answer; she just kept her eyes down.
"You only chew on your nails when you're worried. You ruined your manicure during exams last year, you chipped off all of your nail polish while Ryan was in jail for burning down that house; you ruin your nails when you're worried." Summer passed the car and beeped her horn. It was a view, it wasn't that special!
"Ryan, he was worried about his sister, he wouldn't tell me what was wrong." Marissa whispered; her hands lay in her lap. She began chipping off her pink nail polish.
Summer frowned. She didn't get why Marissa was worried. "Coop; that has nothing to do with you, besides, Chino can take care of himself and the rest of his Chino siblings."
"No, it's not that. I think he is going to move in with his sister. Leave Newport." Marissa began chewing on her thumbnail.
Summer rolled her eyes. That boy wouldn't leave Newport if he hadn't consulted Marissa and discussed every option. Both of them were head or heels for each other, they just kept over analyzing everything.
"Please, Ryan is like seventeen, he can't live on his own. Besides, his guardians are the Cohen's; he can't leave without their ok; otherwise it he is deemed a runaway and the cops search for him." God Coop could be so blind sometimes.
"How do you know that?" Marissa's head whipped toward Summer in a millisecond. It was amazing how Marissa could ignore every word she said and then when she says something about Ryan she gets all the attention she could ever want; figures.
"Cohen told me when we stopped that one time on our way to TJ. You went to the washroom and Ryan ran in for some smokes? Remember?" Summer's eyes were plastered onto the road. "I asked him what the deal with Ryan was and he told me. No biggie."
Marissa turned back looking out the window and saw something that caught her eye. It was a bit up the road, on the shoulder. It looked like a big grey lump. She squinted. "Oh my God! Summer! Pull over!"
"What?! Why?" Summer panicked and jerked the wheel quickly.
"It's a body!" Marissa jumped out of the car. "She's alive!"
The person's chest moved up and down, harsh gasped breaths. Her eyes were closed and she shook uncontrollably. Summer knelt down beside her and pulled her jacket off and placed it under her head. "Sweetie, don't worry. We are just looking for I.D. ok?" Summer whispered. She reached into the girl's pockets pulling out their contents. A lighter, a pack of smokes and a Polaroid. Summer's eyes widened as she realized who was in it. "Coop! Coop check this out."
Marissa frowned and took the picture from her hand. She read the writing on the bottom. 'Me and my bro, July 2000.' She looked at the people in the picture. She looked at the girl whose breaths were shallower by the second. "I better call Ryan."
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Ryan sat beside Seth, his arms crossed. Seth bit his lip uncomfortably and shifted in the driver's seat. "Ok we have only tried 3 bus stations and 2 truck stops. Someone has bound to have seen her. Ally couldn't have gone too far." Seth smiled reassuringly. "Besides, Ally said she would be in touch, mom is home making sure she doesn't call and Dad is calling every Bus Station in a 100 mile radius with her description and he is calling all the trucking companies too. So we are trying."
Ryan nodded. He hadn't been saying much. It was getting close to lunch and the growls in his stomach were getting louder by the second. "How about we stop soon." Ryan finally spoke. "Get lunch."
Seth nodded and pulled into a rest station. They got out of the truck and leaned against the bumper. Kirsten had gone all motherly and packed sandwiches in a cooler. Seth tossed Ryan a coke and pulled one out for him. Neither of them were in the mood to eat. They were both nervous and jumpy so when Seth cell went off they almost screamed. "Hello?" Seth said into the phone. He frowned, not recognizing the number on the display. "Summer? What are you doing calling.You what?!" Seth jumped off the bumper and began pacing. "Where are you? Yea.Yea.Yea.the hospital.okay.Yea we'll be there in a minute. Ok. Don't worry.Yea I'll call my dad.Ok, bye"
Ryan went pale. "It's Marissa isn't it?" he whispered.
Seth shook his head. "No, Marissa is fine, but they found Allison."
A/N: You like? This was a hard chapter to write. But I think I got it. Do you like? R&R! Please? You'll find out what EXACTLY happened to Ally because it isn't what you think.
~ToOdLeS!!!
Ryan's eyes widened, he swallowed. Everything seemed to being going in slow motion.
"Ryan, don't worry, we are going to find her. He won't get her." Kirsten said walking to Ryan putting her hand on his shoulder and rubbing it in a motherly way.
He shook it off and closed his eyes. "How do you know." he started his voice crackled as he took deep breaths.
"Social services called, saying someone called, they would be dropping off your transcripts, but I already have them. They said it was your uncle Jed." She immediately started chewing on a thumbnail. "We should get you cleaned up and out of here. I don't need you to start another fight, even if he deserves it."
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Seth sat in his room on the net, checking out every site on how to get from Newport to San Francisco. Buses, Taxis, and she mentioned hitch hiking. He rubbed his temple in frustration. She could be anywhere right now. He sighed. Maybe she would be ok, like she was a big girl; she could get a job at a restaurant. What was he thinking?! She's a fourteen year old girl with a hot head and big mouth; if Ryan couldn't make it on the streets alone, how could Ally?
A few quiet knocks interrupted his thoughts. Ryan opened the door and crept into his room. "Any ideas?" Ryan asked quietly as he leaned over Seth's chair. Seth had only seen Ryan this worried once and that was in TJ; and Marissa was like an inch from stroking out. Obviously Ryan loved her so Seth had to try really hard.
Seth sighed. "Not really, but you said she had cash, so I'm thinking she'd might go to a bus station. So I think we should drive up the highway and check as many bus stations as we can, before nightfall. That way you're out of the house if Jed does come."
Ryan nodded solemnly. It was a crumby plan, but at least he would be out of the house actually doing something.
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Summer squealed with excitement as she gripped the wheel as they drove down the highway. Summer hated girls who squealed, but this seemed to be one of those few times it was okay to. This was the first time Marissa and her had some girl time away from school, and the prying judging eyes of the prissy stuck up Newport girls; granted she usually was one of them but this was Marissa, the only person who understood her, beneath the bitchy exterior, other than Cohen, but that was a completely different story. Besides today was going to be all about pampering themselves; at Daddy's cost of course.
Summer looked over at Marissa; she was slouched in the passenger's seat and chewing on her nails. "Ok. I give, what's wrong?" Summer said slowing her speed. Goddamn Sunday drivers, they better not be late because of these people.
Marissa didn't answer; she just kept her eyes down.
"You only chew on your nails when you're worried. You ruined your manicure during exams last year, you chipped off all of your nail polish while Ryan was in jail for burning down that house; you ruin your nails when you're worried." Summer passed the car and beeped her horn. It was a view, it wasn't that special!
"Ryan, he was worried about his sister, he wouldn't tell me what was wrong." Marissa whispered; her hands lay in her lap. She began chipping off her pink nail polish.
Summer frowned. She didn't get why Marissa was worried. "Coop; that has nothing to do with you, besides, Chino can take care of himself and the rest of his Chino siblings."
"No, it's not that. I think he is going to move in with his sister. Leave Newport." Marissa began chewing on her thumbnail.
Summer rolled her eyes. That boy wouldn't leave Newport if he hadn't consulted Marissa and discussed every option. Both of them were head or heels for each other, they just kept over analyzing everything.
"Please, Ryan is like seventeen, he can't live on his own. Besides, his guardians are the Cohen's; he can't leave without their ok; otherwise it he is deemed a runaway and the cops search for him." God Coop could be so blind sometimes.
"How do you know that?" Marissa's head whipped toward Summer in a millisecond. It was amazing how Marissa could ignore every word she said and then when she says something about Ryan she gets all the attention she could ever want; figures.
"Cohen told me when we stopped that one time on our way to TJ. You went to the washroom and Ryan ran in for some smokes? Remember?" Summer's eyes were plastered onto the road. "I asked him what the deal with Ryan was and he told me. No biggie."
Marissa turned back looking out the window and saw something that caught her eye. It was a bit up the road, on the shoulder. It looked like a big grey lump. She squinted. "Oh my God! Summer! Pull over!"
"What?! Why?" Summer panicked and jerked the wheel quickly.
"It's a body!" Marissa jumped out of the car. "She's alive!"
The person's chest moved up and down, harsh gasped breaths. Her eyes were closed and she shook uncontrollably. Summer knelt down beside her and pulled her jacket off and placed it under her head. "Sweetie, don't worry. We are just looking for I.D. ok?" Summer whispered. She reached into the girl's pockets pulling out their contents. A lighter, a pack of smokes and a Polaroid. Summer's eyes widened as she realized who was in it. "Coop! Coop check this out."
Marissa frowned and took the picture from her hand. She read the writing on the bottom. 'Me and my bro, July 2000.' She looked at the people in the picture. She looked at the girl whose breaths were shallower by the second. "I better call Ryan."
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Ryan sat beside Seth, his arms crossed. Seth bit his lip uncomfortably and shifted in the driver's seat. "Ok we have only tried 3 bus stations and 2 truck stops. Someone has bound to have seen her. Ally couldn't have gone too far." Seth smiled reassuringly. "Besides, Ally said she would be in touch, mom is home making sure she doesn't call and Dad is calling every Bus Station in a 100 mile radius with her description and he is calling all the trucking companies too. So we are trying."
Ryan nodded. He hadn't been saying much. It was getting close to lunch and the growls in his stomach were getting louder by the second. "How about we stop soon." Ryan finally spoke. "Get lunch."
Seth nodded and pulled into a rest station. They got out of the truck and leaned against the bumper. Kirsten had gone all motherly and packed sandwiches in a cooler. Seth tossed Ryan a coke and pulled one out for him. Neither of them were in the mood to eat. They were both nervous and jumpy so when Seth cell went off they almost screamed. "Hello?" Seth said into the phone. He frowned, not recognizing the number on the display. "Summer? What are you doing calling.You what?!" Seth jumped off the bumper and began pacing. "Where are you? Yea.Yea.Yea.the hospital.okay.Yea we'll be there in a minute. Ok. Don't worry.Yea I'll call my dad.Ok, bye"
Ryan went pale. "It's Marissa isn't it?" he whispered.
Seth shook his head. "No, Marissa is fine, but they found Allison."
A/N: You like? This was a hard chapter to write. But I think I got it. Do you like? R&R! Please? You'll find out what EXACTLY happened to Ally because it isn't what you think.
~ToOdLeS!!!