Well . . . he're is chapter 3 . . .

And I took NaleyBrucasFan-aka Lizzy's advice . . . I now take Anonymous reviews . . . and I apologize to anyone who doesn't have an ID that tried to Review, (See I just barely found out that my thingy didn't accept anonymous reviews) and I changed it! So . . . yeah!

The Cohen's are trying to find Ryan . . . So read

Cohen Household 12:30 A.M:

Seth threw his cell phone across the ground and fell back onto his bed. Where are you Ryan? Seth quietly questioned. Maybe I should tell the parental units, obviously they're gonna find out.

Seth finally agreed with himself and walked down into the kitchen, where his parents were sitting at the island counter drinking coffee. "Isn't a little late for the old folks to be visiting caffeine land?" Seth asked as he pulled up a stool. "Isn't it past your bedtime?" Kirsten mocked innocently. Seth automatically rolled his eyes.

"Look guy's I don't want you to freak out . . ." Seth began only to be interrupted. "What's wrong, is it Ryan? Where is he?" Kirsten spat out, her motherly instincts pushing into overdrive. Seth suddenly found his shoes very interesting. "Ryan's still gone, he's been gone for almost 4 hours . . . I've tried to call him at least 20 times, and he isn't picking up! And frankly, I'm getting kinda skittish!"

Sandy shot to his feet and walked quickly to the phone hanging on the wall. His fingers accurately dialed the number he had long ago memorized. Sandy's hand balled into a fist, resting at his side. The newly worried father listened to the voicemail, wishing he were really talking to his son.

He turned to Seth and asked, "Did you call Marissa, maybe he's with her!" Seth looked up and frowned, "I already thought of that dad, she's with Summer they're having their annual weekend at the spa!"

"Then I'll call Marshall down at the precinct and maybe he can help us!" Sandy offered. Seth and Kirsten nodded in agreement, and they all lapsed into an uncomfortable silence. Finally, "You don't think Ryan is with Trey do you?" Seth spoke. "I don't know Seth, maybe . . . well, I'll go with Marshall and search for him, we'll look at Trey's first!"

Outside of the Cohen Household 1:30 A.M:

Sandy sat in front of the police cruiser, while Kirsten and Seth quickly began to get in the back. "What are you doing?" Kirsten and Seth both rolled their eyes. "We're going with you!" They replied at the same time. "You have to stay here incase he comes back!" Sandy argued. Both mother and son set they're jaws stubbornly,but nodded.

"Be careful, and if you . . . when you find Ryan, call me right away!" Kirsten demanded.The fathersmiled and assured that he would. Sandy watched with amusement as Kirsten coaxed they're stubborn curly haired son into the house.

Once he was sure that they both were inside he turned to Marshall. "What have you got for me?" Marshall frowned and replied, "Nothing, no one has seen him since 8:30 this evening!" Marshall watched as Sandy angrily cracked his knuckles. "Sandy, what if this kid is just blowing off steam, maybe he lost track of time and his cell phone died!" Marshall asked showing no hint of mercy.

Sandy looked up sharply and replied through clenched teeth, "This is MY son, and I HAVE a bad feeling . . . he's a good kid, and I'm worried okay?" Marshall realized his mistake and backtracked, "I'm sorry Sandy . . . look we'll go talk to his brother, and maybe he can give us some answered okay?" Sandy nodded and laid back onto the seat, clenching his eyes tightly, he made a pact with god, Please let him be okay!

TBC