"The Hunter kid is dead."

It was hard to see who moved first. But in one second, Jack had the 11 year old by the shoulders and he screamed, "Your lying you little punk!" Cory ran over and tried to restrain him. Jack let go of the kid and the kid straightened his jacket.

"The truth is all it is, you asked and I awnsered. Geez."

He walked away, meeting with a man by the stairs who briefly whispered in his ear and they both left together. Which left the group staring after them.

"It can't be true..." Said Cory, and he ran his hand through his hair wiping off the sweat.

"Lets follow him. We still need to find Eddie to be sure." Said Jack.

"Youre right." Nodded Rachel.

Cory looked back at everyone else. "Mom, Morgan, Feeny, you guys better just stay here. It could get pretty ugly..."

Amy and Morgan nodded and Amy put an arm around her daughter, but Feeny stepped foward.

"Now Cory, I studied kickboxing for almost 8 years in earlier times, I think I might be of---"

"George." Said Alan, "You'll stay here."

"But I really insist--"

"Sorry Mr. Feeny, but I think Corys right." Said Topanga.

Cory looked at her, "Honey maybe you should sta---" But Topanga glared at him with firey presence and Cory back away and laughed nervously. "Never mind. Heheheh..."

Jack looked at Rachel and Angela and they nodded at him, so Jack nodded back. Jack knew that Rachel, Angela, and Topanga could more than handle themselves in sticky situations. They were strong women, independent, and utmost admirable. These girls never really needed protection.

Alan looked at his wife. She looked weary and slightly afriad, and Morgan looked worried. George looked troubled.

"Hey Cor," Alan said, "I think I'll stay behind with these guys, they aren't looking too well."

"Alright. Rachel, Angela, Topanga, Jack, lets go." said Cory

"Good luck guys." Said Morgan.

They all waved good bye and one by one they went up the stairs. As they went out into the Chubbies parking lot, they saw the eleven year old kid and the other man walking far off in the distance. And so, huddled together, they followed them, shivering in the cold night air. They seemed to walk for miles down the same dark road. Oddly, the kid and the man ahead of them didn't seem to look back at all. Even when Jack sneezed loudly. Perhaps it was because they were so far behind. Which was a difficulty as the group had a hard time keeping track of where they were heading, and on more than one occasion, they felt as though they were lost. But they eventually reached a deserted looking building. Dingy from head to toe, windows shattered and all. Parked in its parking lot was one car which the group hid behind once the boy and the man stopped and the boy reached for a key in his pocket. He opened the door and he and the man went inside, shutting the door behind them. Jack, Cory, Topanga, Rachel and Angela all looked at each other.

"What now?" Cory rasped.

"We can crawl in through the windows..." Suggested Jack.

"Well if it were that easy, why would they need a key!" Said Cory, "The windows must be booby trapped with something."

"Only one way to find out." Said Angela. So she got up, took a pebble off the ground and threw it through the hole in one of the shattered windows.

"Nothing happened..." Said Jack. "Lets go." And he crept over to the window with a suddenly nervous Cory behind him.

"I dunno about this Jack.." Said Cory, "All the broken glass...I mean I'm still healing from that paper cut I got in Feeny's class."

Jack ignored him and jumped high enough to grip the ledge of the window and after taking a small gulp of fear, with Shawn being the only thing in mind at the moment, he rolled in and fell inside. It felt like it took a while for him to land for this being such a short seeming building, but he did, luckily, on a large pile of cardboard boxes. He choked a little on the dust and got up. He had knocked over a few boxes filled with some circular white things. Pills, from what Jack observed. Shortly after, Jack felt his knees give out and he fell to the floor as Cory landed right on him.

"Agh!" Cory cried, tried to wave away the dust that was clouding around him. "Thanks...for breaking my fall." He told Jack as he got up off him. Topanga, Angela, and Rachel followed shortly after, all three landing perfectly feet first on the ground.

"What are these things?" Angela picked at the pills.

"I'm not sure, but theyre probably what Eddie gave Shawn." Jack dusted himself off, and looked around for a doorway. Finally he spotted one that was so blended in, it looked as though it were purposley camoflauged. They opened it slowly and carefully. So far, it all seemed empty. Deciding to move on anyway, they practically tip toed throughout the building, checking in rooms and such. But everything was simply dingy and broken and torn and empty. Walking through possibly the fourth hallway they've been through, they heard some noise. It came from a room in their far right. The kid was there, the man was there and finally, Eddie was there. They were talking. Way too low, for any of the group to hear.

"Cory, Jack, lets go in!" Rasped Topanga.

But Jack and Cory seemed to have frozen and backed away.

"Go!" Cory whispered to Jack.

"No man, you go!" Jack whispered back.

"Ugh." Groaned Angela, and she, and Rachel, and Topanga busted open the door.

"Hold it right there!" Topanga said angrily.

"Tell where Shawn is or else!" Yelled Rachel, slamming her hand on the table that was in front of them.

Eddie blinked and looked at all three of them, "What kind of Charlies Angel's shit is this?"

The man beside him scoffed, "I'd hit up the red head."

"Yea hah!" The kid high fived the man.

Rachel balled her fist and grabbed the table that was in front of them and knocked it over like it was nothing more than a sheet of paper.

"Uh oh." Said Cory and Jack at the same time, stepping back a little more.

Rachel siezed Eddies neck and practically began to strangle him.

"I WANT TO KNOW WHERE THE HELL SHAWN IS, WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO HIM, YOU SICK SLIMY BASTARD!" Rachel shrieked with the 11 year old and the other man trying to pull her off him. Eddie stepped hard on her foot and eventually she let go, huffing and puffing. Jack ran over to her side and stroked her arm a bit.

"Holy shit that fucking hurt!" Exclaimed Eddie. "Kyle, get them outta here!"

The 11 year old kid stepped forward.

"Your name is Kyle?" Cory asked.

"Yea, and what bitch?" he said.

Cory turned to Topanga, "You know thats kind of ironic. With Eric and all--"

"Yes, I know." Said Topanga looking slightly annoyed.

"We're not going anywhere until you tell us where Shawn is!"

Kyle stepped forward but Topanga stepped in front of Cory and picked Kyle up by the hair and flung him half way across the room.

Eddie was losing patience. He gritted his teeth and got out his gun, "For the last fucking time. Shawnie is dead. Dead, dead, dead, dead, DEAD! Now get the hell ou--gah!"

Another door that had been unoticed open and a figure pounced on Eddie, tightening a rope around his neck.

"ERIC!" Jack and Rachel screamed in joy. Eddie collapsed and the other man snapped out of confusion and attempted to attack Eric from behind but was then suprised attacked by someone that followed Eric. And may I add, ol' Shawnie knocked the fuck out of him.

Cory ran to Shawn and embraced him immedeatley, and Angela and Topanga both rushed to his side. Angela and Cory, both in tears. Rachel and Jack went over to Eric who was trying to catch his breath.

Eddie twitched on the ground, but had his twitching hand, and any hope of getting up, stomped on by Feeny's shoe, who had just arrived on the scene.

"Hey guys..." Shawn said weakly as soon as Cory stopped smothering him.

"Hey baby." Angela said gently as she planted a soft kiss on his lips.

Over on their right, Eric broke into dance and sang loudly, "Oh yeah, uh huh, who da detective, who da detective! When crime breaks out all the cute girls shout, get the good looking guy! When theres a crime out there, hes gonna comb his hair cause hes the good looking guy!"

Jack laughed and patted Eric on the back. "Yes you are Eric, yes you are."

Feeny smiled at the scene of much anticipated reunion, finally being able to take a sigh of relief.

Cory grabbed Shawn by the shoulder and wagged his finger at him. "Never, never, ever again, forget who your real family is Shawn. Never worry us like this again."

"Never forget who loves you." said Angela as she held Shawn's hand.

"And never turn your back on the people you really know will do anything for you. You really know will fight for you in the end." Jack said as he teasingly messed up Shawn's hair a little.

"I won't. I promise this time, I really won't.." Shawn said softly.

Feeny looked back at the door in which they came. "Are you alright Ms. Pruit?"

The whole room froze and looked over to the door as Dana Pruit walked into the light. She nodded.

"Dana..." Said Cory.

"Hi Cory." She said. They all stood in silence, no one quite knowing what to say so Feeny called the police. Eddie was arrested along with his goons, and they were insisted a life long penalty this time.

"Ms. Pruit over here was the one that we found with Mr. Hunter. She had knowledge of what Eddie was planning and she did manage to lock out Eddie's commardes who were originally gaurding Shawn for Eddie's furthur expirementaion." Explained Mr. Feeny amongst the scene, "She was very grateful when Eric and I found her and Shawn in the basement of the run down mexican resturant that Ms. Lawrence and Ms. Moore used to work at."

"Didn't we tell you to stay behind Feeny?" said Cory.

"I wanted Feeny to come." Eric said, "No one wipes out the bad guys like my partner in crime double o Feeny!"

"Forgive me," said Feeny, "But Alan and Amy, theyre just so worried and I couldn't help but want to help! Everyone else is already back at the apartment."

"But Dana I thought you moved!" Said Topanga.

"Yes, but I moved out of my parents a while ago and I moved back here to see if I could find a new place and start at Pennbrooke myself. And I also kind of thought I might be able to start over new relationship wise as well..." And Dana looked straight into Shawns now weary eyes, and then at Angela who was staring at her wide eyed. Topanga covered her mouth with her hand. Cory looked to Shawn and saw a frightened glint in his eye.

"Maybe this isn't appropriate conversation right now..." said Cory.

"Yea I think Shawns had a hard enough day.." said Angela rushedly.

"Lets just all head back to the apartment.." said Topanga.

And they all left the scene, Dana following behind them, but not before looking back one last time.


Shawn was finally rested upon his soft, cushiony bed. Cory stayed at his bedside for quite some time until Shawn finally fell asleep. Then he went home with Topanga, Cory having to fight the urge to go back every once in a while. Angela also watched him for a while, before going home with Rachel. Alan, George, Amy, and Morgan went home before 12 am and Jack and Eric finally went to their own bedrooms, but neither really going to sleep. They had both alowed Dana to stay there for the night, telling her that she could sleep on the couch, because she had yet to find an apartment for her own.

It eventually hit 3 o clock.

Dana got up from her own couch, and walked to Shawn's room. She opened the door, and sat at his bedside.

'Hey." She whispered.

"Hi.." He muttered.

And she took the sheets, and she put them over herself, and she lay herself down next to him. And it felt wonderful.


A/N: Last chapter up sooooon...