Short Re-cap: Gabrielle is kidnapped by her father a.k.a. Jake.

Jake, about to leave only to hunt down Mrs. Montez, tie Gabrielle in the most uncomfortable position possible. After a few minutes passed, Gabby started to fuss with the ropes around her hand. The roping became lose enough for her to pull out her cell phone, that was conveniently in the front pocket of her hoodie. The first thought was to call Troy.

"Hey, what's up?" Troy groaned as he glanced at his clock. It was almost 3:30.

"Troy...help me," Gabrielle whispered.

"Gabby, what's wrong...are you ok?" He started to worry.

"My dad," she paused to her a car pull up. "Oh shit, he's back, 4397 that's where I'm at, hurry!"She hung up.

Troy, starting to panic had no clue what 4397 meant. Throwing on some cloths and sneaking down the stairs, he headed off to the only logical place to search for his friend; her house. After walking (well, he started walking then it turn into a run then to a sprint) a block, he reached her house. To his surprise it was swarming with police.

"Young man, what do you think you're doing this early in the morning?" an office stop the boy as he ran closer to the Montez's house.

"I got a call from my...(he paused not knowing what to call Gabrielle)...girlfriend, saying she was in trouble..." Troy stopped when he saw two bodies being carried out in body bags. His jaw dropped.

"Son," the office looked at Troy with remorse. "If you promise me you will go right home...I will tell you what happened." Closing his mouth, Troy looked up. He wanted to know but he didn't. "There was an intruder in the Shippa's house, all of the members were shot, what we believe happened next was the intruder move next door and took a young lady hostage...Now go home, get your rest"

Starting to walk away, Troy stopped and yelled "Wait! I know who the intruder was, she called me...the young girl..she said it was her dad...4397!" Everyone at the crime scene stopped what they were doing and look at this crazy boy. Before anyone could question what he was taking about, Troy started to sprint down the street.

Yeah, it's short...I know, next time it will be much longer!