Simon sat in the small room looking at the two policemen asking the same questions over and over. It had been three days since Kay's disappearance and he still heard her screams, still saw as she…faded into nothing and was gone leaving no trace.

When that had happened he had gone straight to the police. He hadn't told him that she had disappeared in front of his eyes. They would likely lock him in an asylum for that. No, he had told them that he had gone to relieve himself and had heard her screaming and when he had come back to the stone circle she wasn't there.

Since going into the police that day they had taken his statement. They had told him they could do nothing until she was missing for 24 hours and to return after that. Annoyed that they were not doing anything about it he had stormed out and went straight to Kayleigh's parents house to give them the bad news. He had told them to go to the police hoping that this might jolt them into action.

Afterwards he had gone back home, told his own parents what had happened and then went straight to bed trying to rid himself of the images and the screaming that kept running through his head from only a few hours before.

He could remember seeing her face. Her lovely face pale and scared, her dark hair wiping about in the wind and her eyes; green eyes glowing, searching for whatever she had been screaming at.

Hearing her screaming he had zipped up his trousers and ran to see what the hell was going on, only to find her fading gorgeous body going before his very eyes. He had made a grab for her but by the time his hands had gotten to where she was, there was nothing there but fresh air.

He had finally nodded off to sleep still hearing her screams; his nightmares largely based around the amorous Kayleigh who had befriended him when they were at school and had began experimenting with each other with tales of sex that everyone seemed to have done but them. Since then they were hardly separable until now it seemed.

A constant banging had woken him up and he looked at the clock to find it nearly three in the afternoon. The door opened and his mum came in, his da close behind. He da's face was bright red but his mum shut the door firmly on his face.

"What's wrong ma?" He asked, getting up and shoving on a t-shirt that was lying on the floor.

"There's two policeman downstairs who want to talk to ye about Kayleigh's disappearance. You'd better get changed and come down stairs." She stood up again and walked out of the room. He could here his da arguing with her but couldn't make out what he was saying. Probably not pleased at the fact a police car was sitting outside the house. His reputation would be in taters.

Thank god: they've finally noted that Kayleigh's disappeared. Someone can hopefully bring her back. But then he didn't think they could considering what he saw. He thought it had something to do with the stones: it was the only explanation.

He shook his head, none of it made sense. He just wished he could turn back time and not have ever thought of going to that darn hill in his drunken state.

He shoved on some trousers and socks and trainers and made his way downstairs hoping something could be done.

The two officials were sitting in the living room, as he came in they stood up, his mum and dad thankfully were not anywhere to be seen.

"Simon Campbell?" One of them asked.

"Aye, can I help ye?"

"We would like ye to come down to the station to assist our inquires into the disappearance of Miss Kayleigh MacAndrew." He said.

"Aye sure, I'll come with ye; anything to help find Kay. But I must ask, you aren't arresting me in connection t0 it?"

"If we were, we would let ye know. At this moment in time you are only being brought down as a witness."

So he had come down with them three days ago and he was still being questioned. They hadn't arrested him formally but he hadn't been allowed to go home since they had taken him down to Inverness station. He had a feeling it was going to be coming. He had phoned his parents telling them that it might be a good idea to see about a lawyer just in case. After saying this his mum had burst into tears saying, "Dinna worry son, I believe ye didna do anything to Kayleigh. Just come home soon." And put down the phone.

The rest of his friends he hadn't been able to talk to. They had permitted him calls only to his parents, no one else. Yep, he knew it was coming. He knew also that they thought he was lying about what happened that night. He wasn't, he just wasn't telling them about the fact he had seen her disappear. He needed to get out of here and do some research into the background of those stones. Sitting here getting grilled by the local cops wasn't going to help get Kayleigh home.

So as he said, three days after Kayleigh's disappearance, he sat in an interview room waiting to be questioned by the police again. How many times did they have to keep hearing the same answers, he'd never know.

The policeman in front of him clicked the record button and said, "Continuation of interview with Mr Simon Gordon Campbell. Present; Superintendent Bruce Duncan and PC Esther Papworth. Date: 2nd November 2004 at 11:05." He paused for a moment and then began the same questions. "Now Simon tell us again exactly what happened?"

He told them exactly as he had yesterday and the day before, again emitting the fact that he had seen her disappear.

"How long have ye known Kayleigh, Simon?"

"About six and half years sir. We've been best friends since we met in school."

"And how did you's meet Simon?"

"When we were fifteen sir. She was in my class sir, History it was; taught by Mr Jackson. She came and sat next to me only because she was late and the only seat left was next to me. None of my mates were in the class that's why the seat was spare. Mr Jackson said that would be our seats for the rest of the year. Kayleigh didn't seem bothered one way or another and so we started chatting, only at class and sometimes we would talk about homework or work if we saw the other in the corridor. We did a project together at the end of the year that required us to work more together so I sometimes went to her house and sometimes she came over to mine. When the summer started we just started hanging out sir. And ever since then we've been best friends."

"But yer not only best friends are ye? A number of yer friends have said that ye sleep together on a regular basis. A Mr Alan Taylor, one of you and Kayleigh's friends who was at the pub that night with yous, said in his statement," he pulled out a piece of paper and quoted from it, "They have been sleeping together since about the time they started hanging out with one another. That night they had been on the dance floor, I saw them kiss and then ten minutes later…" He paused and commented that Alan thought it must have been around midnight… "Simon came over to me saying they were off and everyone knew that that meant they were going to one of their houses to have sex."

He sighed. He didn't like the way this was going. His mind kept wondering to the fact that he needed to get out of there and do something to get Kay back without having to answer anymore questions. Somebody must know something.

"Simon, do you agree with this statement?"

"Yes." He said simply not really wanting to give more information about it. He always kind of felt it was some private and secret thing between Kay and himself. Adding some old cop to it made it impersonal regarding what they had shared between each other.

"But you're not an official item? Is that true?" Simon nodded his head at the policeman. "Why? Why are ye sleeping with her if yer not an item?"

"Its kinda hard to explain officer. It first happened on her sixteenth birthday; her parents had gone out for the night and had said they wouldn't be back to the next morning leaving her to have a small party of friends over in peace. When everyone went to bed, Kayleigh invited me into her room to chat. We shared everything so this wasn't really a surprise. It was normal and then we started having a pillow fight. Just mucking about like a couple of teenagers. And we fell on the bed tired from fighting and I just rolled over on top of her, pinning her down, declaring I had won the fight and then we kissed. I was a virgin myself and so I was quite happy to lose my virginity but Kay was different, special. I tried to stop it but she asked if I could give her the present for her birthday. I couldn't resist sir. It's definitely no lie that I fancy Kay like mad but with being friends, that's always got into the way. So we did it and ever since then we've slept together. She's never asked me to go out with her and I've never said anything. It just happens, most especially when alcohols involved."

He was really annoyed now. He really hadn't wanted to say anything to him about the first time they had slept together or why they had continued to as they got older. That first time had been special and now it seemed ruined.

"I see, so you went up to the hill to sleep with her?"

"Aye. We couldna go to either of our houses because both our parents were in and Kay wasn't up for doing it outside in public so I took her up to Craig Na Dun. I had heard from my friends that it was the local spot to get privacy and I thought the stones would make it mysteries and romantic, unfortunately it never turned out like that."

"How much had ye had that night to drink Simon?"

He still didn't like where this conversation was going. "About 5 pints of lager and a few shots. I also drank about half a bottle of one of Kayleigh's alcopops."

"So you were fairly intoxicated when ye went to the hill?"

"Aye, I would say so. I sobered up pretty quickly when I heard Kay screaming and when I went to see what was wrong I found her gone."

"So being quite drunk ye weren't really in control of yer actions? Ye could have murdered Kayleigh and hidden her body, for example?"

Oh no, here it comes, "No sir, Kayleigh is my best friend. I wouldna harm her ever regardless of how drunk or sober or whatever I am. I love Kayleigh, I couldna never lay my hands on her violently. Ye have to believe me sir. I came here straight away when I realised she disappeared. Why would I do anything to her and then come and tell yous about her man? It doesna make any sense." Simon was getting angry now. He had been managing to keep his emotions under control but they finally popped like a volcano. "I love Kayleigh MacAndrew, I wouldna harm here for anything in the world, you have to see that. I couldn't live with myself were I to harm my Kay. Please believe me." He slammed his fist down on the table trying to make a statement of what he was saying.

"Mr Campbell if you don't calm yourself I will put you in a cell until such time you have." The girl beside him had been quiet through out the questioning but had stood up during this.

"Please miss, please I have to get out of here. I have to. I must find Kayleigh. You can't leave me here." He grabbed her top, pulling, trying to get her attention.

Within seconds about three policemen came storming into the room and grabbed Simon and pulled him to the ground pulling his arms to his back and slinking on handcuffs.

"Simon Gordon Campbell I am arresting you on suspicion of the disappearance of Kayleigh MacAndrew. Anything you say may be recorded and used in evidence. If you say nothing, it will be noted. That is my formal statement of your arrest."

Oh god, Simon moaned. Kayleigh come back, please come back.