xX… Well, here I am, continuing something just broke. Enjoy! Below is a list of band members and their kids …xX

FREDDY

Cara

ZACK

Oliver

GORDON

George, Carmen, Christine

BILLY

Roger

MARCO

Lisa

MARTA

Brent and Emma

TOMIKA

Toya

KATIE

Kirsten

(AN- on to the story)

Suddenly, as if the alcohol wore off, all the children were silent.

"Oh my god," said Toya, wiping her eyes.

"I think we should really take him to lie down, is anyone staying around her?" Lisa asked.

"Yeah, we can all go to my dad and my hotel room, its like a block or two from here," Olive piped up.

"He doesn't look to good, I think he might have, like, poisoning or something…" slurred Kirsten.

"C'mon, let's get out of her," Oliver said. The remaining two triplets picked up their brother with the help of Brent, and the group quietly made their way out of the hotel room, just as that strange looking man was making his back to the room they were supposed to be in. They didn't know it at the time, but they all just avoided death. Quietly, they slipped past the paparazzi and out into the chilly air. Oliver walked with Kirsten, bringing up the rear of the group.

"Geez, it's freezing," said Kirsten, holding herself tight.

They say that times of urgency and need bring people together, and well, in this case, it does.

Oliver, quietly removed his sweat-shirt and draped it around Kirsten's shoulders.

"Thanks," she grasped the jacket.

"No problem, they ran up to the front to open the door to Oliver and his Dad's suite. The unloaded George on one of the beds, waters were dispensed to everyone in the group and the kids all settled down in one place or another in the room, Oliver flipped on the TV and ordered a movie, Spiderman. An hour or two later, most everyone was asleep. Not Brent and Cara. Brent pushed the light brown hair out of his eyes and fidgeted with his Franz Ferdinand t-shirt. Cara's halter top hangs on her body limply; both are in a uncomfortable position. Oliver and Kirsten have fallen asleep into each others arms. Brent carefully gets up and helps Cara up. They step over sleeping kids and go into the bathroom, turning on the bright lights, made brighter by the marble.

"Hey, what time is it?" he asks her. She checks her watch,

"Around ten, god, I bet our parents are worried sick,"

………………………………………………..

All the press was gone and Will had been somewhere for a while, for the first time, all the former band members had a moment of peace with Summer. Marta immediately began crying. IT was ten o four. And everyone sat on benches, crying or consoling each other. Zack and Katie sit on a little plank, talking,

"God, I never…" she starts to cry,

"It's ok, come on, come 'ere," he takes her in his arms.

"Scuzz ball is coming back," says Zack into Katie's ear. But only this time, he has brought someone.

"Is everyone done mourning?" Will asks, motioning to the man he has brought. The mourners nod horribly.

"Right, now, do you have something to say Vlad?" Will asks the man he has brought. From behind his back he produces a gun. Marta screams, everyone looks at Will.

"Will, what's going on!?" asks Freddy, getting up.

"You- blonde person," Vlad points his gun at Freddy, "sit back down, don't move."

The door to the room opens and in walks an older Michelle,

"Hey all! I made it!"

"NO!" Katie screams, but it's too late. In haste Vlad fires three shots straight into her chest. He's a good shot. Vlad turns to Katie,

"Shut up."

"We were going for your kids, but unfortunately, we can't find them,"

Great, thinks Gordon, my kids are missing and they were almost murdered.

"From now on, this is a hostage situation, we will explain ourselves later. IF anyone moves or talks, there will be repercussions. We will returns, first, pass up your cell phones."

xX… What will happen!? COMING SOON: A spy mission, and a secret cell phone …xX