Disclaimer: Yes, of course I still don't own anyone. I just thought that you might like to be reminded of this………
A/N: Well, after a long absence I have returned. Hopefully for quite a while and to produce regular updates. I have only half a day of school left on Monday, and after that I have at least two months of summer freedom. So, expect semi-regular updates to be announced soon. Thanks as always to those who review, your words, be they kind or cruel, make my day better because I know that someone took their time out to read my story. Thanks a lot. Now, on with the show!
1:00-2:00PM
1:00 "Great, just great. Now what the hell are we going to do?" Torrie asked dismally. Jay ran a hand through his hair and almost slammed his fists on the car. Stephanie simply sighed and turned back to Chris who appeared to be trying to tell Shawn something. Chris made a scribbling motion with his injured hand, like he wanted to write something down.
"Anybody got paper and a pen on them?" Shawn asked. Stephanie shrugged.
"Not me. What about you, Torrie?" she asked. Torrie was already rooting through her purse to see if she had one. She shook her head.
"Nope, me either." Chris rolled his eyes and sat back, discouraged. He looked like he was thinking about another way that he could somehow tell them what he wanted to say.
"Apparently someone thought this out extremely well," Shawn said. Chris looked at Shawn in shock. "They didn't want us leaving." Chris nodded. Stephanie looked at Shawn, and absently ran a hand over her belly.
"What could they possibly want this time? Last time it was revenge for……………everything. What could they want now?" She asked. Chris motioned for her to come over to him. He stood up and hugged her as Shawn kept racking his brain for who could be behind this.
1:06 "Adam is your truck still okay?" Shawn asked. Adam shook his head.
"Nope, that got nailed too, that's what took me so long to get back to you guys at the front." He said. Shawn turned to Torrie.
"How did you get here? You were the one who was watching Cameron, weren't you?" he asked. Then he realized that his son might still be alive if she had only stayed at the house. "Why did you leave the house? You were supposed to be watching him at the house!!! Why did you leave??" He began to scream.
"I got worried, I wanted to check on you all, and Cameron was convinced that something bad had happened to you after he woke up from his nap." Torrie hysterically screamed. "He said that he had a dream that you w-were bleeding all over the place, and there were a bunch of people wearing white around you, simply walking by you. You were down on your knees with your hands all stretched out, and he said that you were crying." Torrie paused. "I got scared, after he told me all of this I began to get paranoid, and when I couldn't get anyone's cells, I decided to come down here and check it out."
"Where is your car? Is your car alright?" Jay asked. Torrie nodded.
"It was fine when I drove it here obviously, but I don't know now."
"Show us where it's at." Stephanie said. Chris nodded and kept his arm around Stephanie. He looked around at them for a second before they began to search for Torrie's car. He noticed that Shawn was about on the edge of a mental breakdown. He noticed Jay put his arm around Torrie. But, the last thing that he noticed disturbed him.
He noticed that Adam had had a look of pure shock on his face ever since they were reminded that Torrie had driven there separately.
And that look did not instill trust in Chris.
1:09 Chris had Stephanie walk with Shawn, which she was glad to do, because he looked like he needed a bit of comforting. Chris, however, trailed towards the back of the group, where Adam was. Adam appeared to be deep in thought and didn't notice that Chris started to trail behind him. Chris wasn't overly surprised when he broke off from the rest of the group and started walking through several rows of cars. Chris stayed a few rows away from him at all times. He only stayed as close as he dared. He watched from behind a Chevy Blazer as Adam pulled out a cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number that, as it appeared, he had dialed many times before. Chris slowly crept a little closer to try and hear the conversation.
"-have to meet somewhere else. Yeah. They had another car. I didn't know that there was going to be another car. I can't help it. I'll take care of it. You'll have Irvine, I promise you." Adam said, and then hung up. He sighed, and as he began to turn around, Chris felt two strong arms grab him from behind. Adam noticed him then. His face turned to a shade of crimson. Chris tried to yell out for help, but realized a little too late again that he couldn't speak. Adam walked up to him and punched him in the face.
"What did you hear?" Adam demanded. Chris was still reeling from the punch. Whoever had grabbed him had an extraordinary grip. Chris opened his mouth like he was trying to talk, and then spit in his face. Adam wiped the spit off of his face and glared at him.
"You want to play dirty, that's fine with me." He said. "Take him into the truck. We'll see what he wants us to do with him." Chris felt himself being picked up and then watched in slow motion as his head came nearer and nearer to the side of the car, until he saw nothing but blackness.
1:13 "Has anyone seen Chris?" Stephanie asked suddenly, looking behind her. Shawn also looked back.
"Adam's gone too." He remarked. Jay had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"We need to find the both of them, soon." He said, and began to head back the way that they had come.
"Wouldn't it be faster to take the car and search for them?" Shawn asked. He turned back around and saw that Torrie was gone. He looked all around him and suddenly saw a blond head of hair bolting through the cars.
"Stay with her!!" Shawn yelled at Jay as he took off after Torrie. Jay whirled around and saw her running, with Shawn a ways behind her.
"What the hell is going on here today?" he asked to no one in particular.
1:16 Shawn considered himself to be a fairly decent runner as far as speed went, but he no longer thought so as he chased Torrie in and out of the cars in the parking lot. The girl had not only speed, but she also had about 30 seconds head start on him. He saw her bolt around a Blazer, and put ahead an extra boost of speed to follow her. He got to the back of the Blazer when it suddenly backed up and struck him. He felt his head strike the window, and felt the coldness of the concrete after that. The Blazer shifted gears and drove forwards off of the parking lot.
1:18 Jay saw Shawn go down, and he was pretty sure that Stephanie had been watching as well, and they both rushed as fast as they could to his side. They found him sprawled out on the ground, on his stomach. Stephanie would have bet money that he was dead, if she hadn't heard him groaning in agony. Jay knelt down beside him and gently rolled him over. There was blood running down the side of his head from a gash right above his eyebrow.
"Shawn, Shawn, can you hear me?" Jay asked frantically. Shawn gave him a groggy look before passing out.
1:25 Chris snapped his eyes open, and shook his head as a nice cold cup of water was splashed on his face. He blinked a couple of times before registering what had happened. He looked around him, and noticed that he was now in the back seat of a car of some sort. His hands were bound behind him, and his legs were tied up as well. His captors obviously didn't think that he would need a gag, since he couldn't talk. He began to look at the people surrounding him. Adam was on one side, glaring at him and muttering on his cell phone. However, Chris was quite surprised to see that Torrie was the person sitting on the other side, playing idly with her hair. Turned around in the front passenger seat was Randy Orton.
"Hello, Chris, did you have a nice nap?" Randy asked.
"Fuck you," Chris mouthed to him.
"What was that?" Randy asked, putting a hand to his ear. "I don't think that I heard that quite right." Chris glared at him.
"Now Chris, I know that you have to be wondering why exactly we have chosen you to pick on yet again, and you know what? That's actually not a bad question."
"Just get the hell on with it." Chris thought.
"I can see that you're getting very impatient with me. Anyhow, there is someone who I am taking you to meet with, and he has a very interesting proposal for you, that I think that you might just like. That's it. If you don't like the deal, then we'll let you go back to your poor and pathetic suburban life." Randy said.
"You are so full of shit. I'm not going to get to leave unless I actually agree to whatever this stupid proposal is. Judging on the way that this day has been going, I'm sure that I'm not going to agree with or like this deal much." Chris thought to himself. He leaned his head back and thought about Stephanie. He wished that they were both back at their home, simply passing the time away with nothing better to do than lounge around and watch T.V., with him cradling her and perhaps their new baby in his arms. He had the feeling that Cameron was not going to be the only person whom he was close to that was going to die today.
He knew from bitter experience that the price of freedom was much higher than just one life.
1:42 Shawn opened his eyes to discover that he was sitting up against a car next to Stephanie, who was dabbing his forehead with a wet cloth, that God only knows where she had gotten it from. He looked at her, then started to look around him for Jay. He was kind of squatting next to the other side of Shawn and watching intently as Stephanie continued to wipe some of the blood off of the side of his face.
"We didn't find Chris." Jay said. Shawn nodded.
"Somehow, I knew that was going to be what would happen." He said. "What about Torrie? Do we know anything else?" Jay handed him the cell phone that he had found.
"What's this?" Shawn asked him, giving him a puzzled look.
"It's not her cell phone. It's not mine either. Which means one of two things." Jay said.
"It's either someone else's, or someone gave it to her to use for today." Stephanie told him. Shawn nodded and started to stand up. He felt woozy and a little sick to his stomach, but he seemed to do okay.
"So, where do we go from here?" Shawn asked. Jay and Stephanie exchanged a look. Shawn noticed this.
"What? What is it?" he asked them.
"Well," Jay began "It might be better if you just saw it." Jay took the phone and flipped it open. After a few minutes, he came to a number in the phone book, and showed it to Shawn.
1:59 Silent Hill Mental Institution 567-0692Shawn's jaw dropped.
"S-She…………she knew?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I don't think that she just knew, I think that she let her out." Jay said.
"How? Wasn't she with you?" Shawn asked, looking at Jay.
"She just got back from a 'photo shoot' in San Antonio this morning. She hadn't been there for more than an hour by the time that you guys called." Jay explained. Shawn felt as if the whole world was spinning. He slowly sat back down. He leaned up against the back of the car for a few seconds until he got the urge to throw up. He stifled it for the current time, but it left a bitter taste in the back of his throat.
"That's not all, Shawn." Jay said. He shuffled with the phone for a few minutes longer, and came up with another number. He handed the phone to Shawn. Stephanie looked at Jay for a minute, as if she hadn't been informed of a second number.
Shawn didn't have to read more than the name to know what kind of trouble that they were in.
2:00 Hunter.
