Author note: Sorry its taken me so long to post this! Been bogged down with school. Hope you enjoy, remember I don not own any Care Bear original characters or content.

Chapter 2 - Stolen

The sound of children laughing slowly drifted away as the dinner bell rang.

"Dawn! John!" A voice called from the direction of the cabins "Come on we need your help with dinner!"

"Coming!" Two voices called out laughing at how synced it sounded.

The setting sun lit up the sky in an arrangement of red and orange while the lake lapped at the shore. The young man with the red hair stared with his deep blue eyes at the descending sun. As he thought to himself, he felt two cool hands cover his eyes. "I know its you," he said amused.

A small giggle came from behind him, "You're supposed to guess silly."

"Hmmm," he snuck his hands out of his pockets and reached behind him, "I think it's the very ticklish camp champ!" A high pitch squeal of laughter let out as he tickled the sides of the tiptoeing girl.

"Stop that!" She gasped between laughs before punching him hard on the arm.

"Ow!" James rubbed his arm as he turned around. "What was that for?"

"For attacking me with your fingers dummy!" Christy grinned. "Besides you're late for dinner all the other camp counselors went over to the cottages."

"Since when did you care about my being late?"

"Since you became head counselor," she shoved back "Anyways, you coming or not?"

James leaned towards the water, "I was thinking of going for a quick swim," he smiled mischievously, "care to join?"

Christy raised her eyebrows as she smiled back "Oh but I don't have my swim suit, whatever shall I do?" She took a step closer to James and put her hands on his chest.

James' heart beat rapidly, "I guess you'll have to do without."

Christy's grin grew as she leaned in…and pushed James into the water. She threw her head back laughing as James tumbled backward into the shallow lake. He landed with a splash and looked up at Christy as he squirted water from his mouth. "I guess you'll have to do with your clothes on." He smiled devishly as he grabbed Christy's arm and pulled her into the lake with him. She gasped as she landed in the cold water beside him.

"James!" she laughed as she shoved him in the water.

"Hey, I asked nicely." James shook his red hair and shoved Christy back. He looked at her as she took off her purple cap and squeezed water out of her long brunette hair. She was so perfect.

"What are you staring at?" Christy blushed and looked away.

James lifted her chin and brought her eyes to his, "Camp champ of course."

"You all realize this is a children's camp right?" A perky giggle emerged from the shore as Dawn stood over James and Christie. James laughed as he stood carefully up in the water.

"Oh Dawn," Christie sighed as James pulled her up, "Don't be such a prude. We were just playing around."

"I'm not a prude," Dawn stuck her tongue out at Christie, "I just don't want the head counselor to get in trouble. Besides John's inside getting attacked by hungry 8 year olds and the owner is wondering where you two disappeared to, this place isn't run by kids you know."

"Figured I'd catch my own dinner." James smiled as he pulled off his jacket, taking his shirt off with it. Christie blushed as Dawn stared at James' perfectly sculpted abdomen and tanned skin.

"Yeah well get your butts in there." Dawn hurriedly turned around and walked quickly away, a new shade of red contrasting her platinum blonde hair.

James' laughed as he put his shirt back on and grabbed Christie's hand. "Come on, we better get in there."

Christie grabbed James' hand tightly and smiled, "Just let me do the talking will ya?"

It'd been years since James felt that deafening silence. He was sleeping peacefully next to the love of his life when he woke suddenly. A cold sweat developed on his forehead and his breath was shaky at best. The only sound was Chirsty's deep breathes as she slept peacefully. He rose from the bed and pulled his pants up and threw on his red track sweater as he creeped outside the cabin. Something was wrong. Normally the crickets and frogs would sing their song, an owl would hoot into the dark cool night. There was even the occasional laughter as campers stayed up late through the night. None of those sounds could be heard. Just that eerie silence.

James put his sandals on and grabbed his flashlight as he walked down the steps and walked around the cabins. No one was awake, as if everyone was put under a deep spell. The moon wasn't full, but was bright nonetheless. James sighed stretched his arms out wide as he walked back into the cabin. Where was Christy?

"Christy?" James called out and touched the bed. It was still warm. Maybe she went to the bathroom. James walked over to the bathroom, but the door was wide open and no one was inside it. "Christy?" James walked back outside. She couldn't have walked past him, he would have seen her. James' heart beat faster as he grabbed his red track jacket and a flashlight. He walked through the cabins, but couldn't find her. Something was terribly wrong.

James ran over to the next cabin and knocked on the door. "John!" he opened the door cautiously, "John, I need your help."

A groan emerged from the blond head hidden under the covers, "I'm not ready to get up yet."

James pulled the covers back on the half-naked John. "Dude, I'm serious, I can't find Christy."

"You mean she ain't crawling on your bones?" John rubbed his eyes, "that's a first."

James shined the light on John, "I'm not kidding, something weird is going on."

John put his hands over his eyes, "Okay okay, just let me get more cover on my wiener."

John sheepishly pulled his pants on, grabbed his flashlight, and followed James out the door."

"Let's check over by the lake, sometimes she likes to watch the water at night."

"You know what I like to do at night?" John smiled and then paused. "Aren't there supposed to be frogs around here?" John quickened his step and caught up to James, "Have you checked the kids?"

"After I find Christy." James hurried down the path that lead to Christy's spot on the side of the lake. It was near the area where she saved him…

The shore was empty save for the purple cap as it slowly drifted into the water.

"Christy!" James ran to the cap and pulled it from the water looking left and right.

"James look!" John pointed out towards a different path in the woods. A light emerged, much like that of fire and a shadow of some sort stood looking towards the lake.

James squinted as the shadow pointed towards the center of the lake. He turned and saw a light raising a still sleeping Chirsty up to the clouds before a bright light blinded him. "Christy!" James called out as he swam into the cold water, his heart racing like never before. He heard a deep laugh as he emerged from the water. Something caught a hold of him as he struggled to stay afloat. Water closed in around him as he struggled for the surface. He felt arms wrap around him as he struggled, and then his world went black.

"Christy?"

"I think he's coming to." A high pitched voice called out, "James, can you hear me?"

"No shit Dawn," a lower voice chided, "he almost drowned, not went deaf."

"Shut the fuck up John, least I know CPR."

"Well you both shut up," James coughed, "What happened?" He sat up looking at the cool lake when his heart began racing "Christy! Christ-" he coughed at spat up more water.

"Shh shh, don't rush it," Dawn patted his back as John held him down.

"Where is she?" James looked at the cap he crushed in his hands.

"There was a bright light," John looked up at lake, "and then she was gone. There was this shadow-lady surrounded in flames, but then she was gone as soon as the light hit."

"I saw the light, but not the lady." Dawn patted James' back, "I came out because I thought I heard John calling, but when I went out to the lake I saw him diving into the water after you."

James said nothing as he stood up. "I will find whoever took her." His voice was edged with fury, "I will get you back."

John shifted uneasily to Dawn's side. "But how are we going to do that?"

Dawn frowned, "I know who we could ask, they've helped us out in the past…"

John crossed his arms, "Yeah but it was when he was…well…you know…"

"Dark heart." James looked over at the blonde-headed pair. "I remember. But that was in the past. Christy nearly died to save them."

Dawn smiled softly and put a hand on James' arm, "You know they'd be more than happy to help. I'm sure of it."

James looked back at the water and back down at the purple cap. "How do we call them?"

To be continued...

Author note: Who you gonna call? Ghostbusters!