A/N: I welcome you to chapter three of this story. I want to thank sheensmyman for reviewing my story and am dedicating this chapter to you. I chose the song Hold On by Kansas for this chapter. It doesn't fit exactly, but it is a good song and it sort of sums up what is going to happen.

Disclaimer: I do not have any affiliation what-so-ever to Jimmy Neutron. Kansas owns the song Hold On. On with the story.

Chapter Three: Hold On

Hold On Kansas

Look in the mirror and tell me Just what you see What have the years of your life Taught you to be Innocence dying in so many ways Things that you dream of are lost Lost in the Haze

Hold on, baby hold on 'Cause it's closer than you think And you're standing on the brink Hold on, baby hold on 'Cause somethings on the way Your tomorrows not the same as today

Don't you recall what you felt When you weren't alone Someone who stood by your side A face you have known Where do you run when it's too much to bear Wo do you turn to in need When nobody's there

Hold on, baby hold on 'Cause it's closer than you think And you're standing on the brink Hold on, baby hold on 'Cause there's something on the way Your tomorrows not the same as today

Outside your door he is waiting Waiting for you Sooner or later you know He's got to get through No hesitation and no holding back Let it all go and you'll know You're on the right track

Hold on, baby hold on 'Cause it's closer than you think And you're standing on the brink Hold on, baby hold on 'Cause there's something on the way Your tomorrows not the same as today.

Cindy's POV

I am still stuck in this room and it's scaring the crap out of me. No one is going to come for me. Jimmy probably doesn't even know I exist. Libby and Sheen are out tonight. And Lily can be a little slow sometimes. She is probably home chatting with some friends on the phone. Heaven knows that our family has enough money to pay for long distance. Seriously, we have a crap load of money.

I was just looking around for an exit when Nick came in and knocked me out. The whole world went black. When the occassion arose that I woke up, I realized that I was inside a whole new room. This one was worst than the last because it was cold and damp. I was saddened to think that I would never see Jimmy, my friends, and family again. I have to remember that this isn't my fault.

Jimmy's POV

For some reason I had the strangest urge to go for a walk in the woods. I might as well, I might come across something that could be put to good use in the lab. As I reached the woods, my instinct told me to go deeper into it. When I was deep inside I got to an abandoned house. My curiosity got the best of me and I decided to get inside. I enter a room on the top floor and discovered torture tools. Much to my dismay, I realize that cindy was here due to the threats taped on the walls. She must still be here I thought.

I walked throught the house searching for Cindy. I searched and searched, but I could not find her. I must have searched for hours. I knew in my heart that Cindy was still in the house. I knew then that I was in love Cindy, but that wasn't important at that moment. I was concerned about finding Cindy.

I pulled out a phone to call Libby and Sheen for help. I wasn't about to call the police, whoever this psycho was, her certainly. Then someone came behind me and clicked my cellphone off.

"We won't be needing this now will we?" asked the sinister culprit.

"Nick! How could you?!" I screamed.

He did not reply, instead he shoved me through a passage. Knowing that screaming would do me no good, I simply kept my peace.

Cindy's POV

I am starting to get hungry in this dark space. I've realized now that I am in one of those little storage areas under a stairway. I've also realized that there is a secret way through the steps. Theres not much because I'm bound in rope and gagged. Just I was about to lose all jope for rescue, Nick pushed Jimmy through.

"Cindy!" he cried, embracing me.

Seeing as I could not talk, I started fussing and making noises so that Jimmy would catch on and ungag me. It took him awhile, but finally he was all, oh I'm such an idiot, and started to untie me. First, he did the thing around my mouth, then he untied my feet. I began to sob immediatly and ran into Jimmy's arms. Finally, I contained myself. And the two of us started to talk.

"Why is it so damp in here? This is one of those crawl spaces under the stairs for God sakes," he said seemingly exhausted.

"The stairs are rotting," I explained, "sometime tonight they are going to colapse, and you and I will be crushed to death."

"Then, what about that torture room upstairs?" asked Jimmy,"What is all that stuff for, to creep us out or something?"

"I overheard Nick talking to himself. He is going to kill the both of us off. There is a bedroom in the upper floor, Nick is going to hang himself while I am a lifeless corpse in the bed. His friend, R.J. has agreed to take Nick down and lay him next to me so I can be his eternal queen, Nick is crazy Jimmy. That is why there is a nuce in that torture room, so that Nick can hang himself. I also know that Nick worships the devil. I'll be his eternal queen in hell, but he doesn't know that the power of God can overpower th devil," I explained.

"And what will happened to me?" asked Jimmy quivering.

"Nick is going to burn you Jimmy. So that you can not get in the way of our relationship or whatever," I said breaking down in tears.

Jimmy started to sing in my ear, the song Hold On by Kansas. He promised me everything would be alright. I just sobbed even more. And then it happened.

Jimmy took my hands and kissed them. I could see longing in his eyes for me. The look was of pure love, yet there was a hint of sorrow in it.

"Can I kiss you?" he whispered into my ear.

Instead of giving him an answer I leaned forward and let him kiss me on the lips. It was one of the best moments in my life.

A/N: I redid the whole kiss thing because I reread it and it kinda' of grossed me out. Seriously, and I wrote it. Anyhow, I am waiting for my dad to get him because I know that he is having fun enjoying his senior past time (golf.) I mean for God sakes, the man has been out for six hours.