1Chapter 10

AN: Here we go again. I'm sorry if anyone is offended that I asked for a certain number of reviews, but I'm not the only person who does it. Thanks to the people on forums who helped me feel better about it. Oh, and if anyone's looking for forums about Nancy/Ned, I've started one! Oh, and Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, this is my present to you all!

Disclaimer: If they were mine, why would I even be writing on a fan fiction website?

A Rescue- Almost

Frank pulled up in front of Starbucks. "I wonder where Nancy is," he asked Joe after going inside, without finding Nancy. "She said she would be here."

"She might still be at the police station," Joe suggested. "Let's go check." He and Frank made the quick trip over there, only to find that Nancy wasn't there either. They decided they might have just passed her as she made the trip from the police station to Starbucks, so drove back in that direction at a slower speed.

"Hey, Frank," Joe said as he looked along the sidewalk for Nancy. "Isn't that Nancy's purse lying on the sidewalk?"

"Where?" Frank stopped the car and climbed out. "It is," he confirmed as he checked in the purse, producing a wallet with Nancy's driver's license and school identification inside. "Wait a second," Frank said. "Doesn't that car parked over there remind you of someone?"

"That's Daniel Roger's car! But if he kidnaped Nancy, is he really that stupid that he would leave his car parked in plain sight?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that Nancy is around here somewhere. Let's check this ally," he suggested, walking down the dark passage. He looked around, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.

"Do you think she could be in Harry's Hats?" Joe mused. "It's been abandoned for years and it would be the perfect spot to hide her," he explained, walking to the door. It opened immediately.

"Hey, Joe, do you think this could be a trap? I mean, no kidnaper could be that stupid," Frank asked. When Joe nodded his head, Frank continued. "How about I go first and you stay a little behind so you can be my back-up?"

Joe looked a little reluctant, but went along with the plan. They silently tiptoed in, making sure the didn't create a sound. They crept their way behind some boxes and saw Nancy, tied to a chair, facing them, with Daniel Rogers talking to her, his back to them.

"Did your dad really think he could put Philip Rogers and Robert Morris in jail and get away with it?" he asked her scornfully. "Alison and I have both been hurting for all these years because of who? Carson Drew, that's who. And did you really think that Tony's life would still be ok after you hurt him like that? Because just so you know, he's thinking about suicide. But now, I get to see your family hurt. When I was younger, I used to wish your dad was dead. But this is much better. Seeing him in misery? Yeah, that's a whole lot better. And just so you know, my dad didn't kill your mom. My brother did."

This got a gasp from Nancy.

Daniel laughed. "Yup, old Cliff did. You see, he was angry that my mom was in jail, so he killed her. My dad found out about it and told everyone that he really did it. Dad even put her blood on the car as evidence. Now, you must be wondering why I'm telling you this. It's so that your last thought as you die is that your mother's murderer was never found and your dad was the one who failed at it." Daniel reached back for his gun. "So say good-bye to Daddy deares- What the!" Daniel never finished his sentence because right at that second, Joe punched him in the jaw.

Daniel started fighting back as Frank joined the fight. There was a wild brawl, Frank and Joe trying to get the gun from Daniel, Daniel trying to keep it from them. Fortunately, Frank and Joe managed to knock Daniel out cold, but unfortunately, neither grabbed the gun.

The two rushed over to Nancy asking, "Are you all right? Did he hurt you? What happened?"

"I'm fine," Nancy assured them. "But how did you know where I was?"

"It doesn't matter now," Alison's voice spoke up, making them all jump. They saw her standing there with the gun in her hands pointed at them, ready to shoot. "Because you're all going to die."

AN: I know, really short and all, but all the chapters in this are short. Reading really long chapters always tires me out and I end up forgetting everything anyway, so I try to keep it short and simple...the next story will have longer chapters though. Next chapter is the last one...unless I think of some other twist! I'll try to put it up before New Year's, and then hopefully start me next one right after 2006! Review review review! XOXO Lillie