Honestly, with Peru under lockdown, I should be writing chapter after chapter. I can't, ideas are very few.

The night had fallen, darker than other nights, and the only lights on were those of the tall building of DiMera Enterprises headquarters. Everybody was getting out and getting into their cars to go home after a long day. DiMera was headless, and the board had spent the last few weeks debating who was going to be the new CEO. Not to mention, they were afraid, for the news of Stefano DiMera being back in town had reached them, and some believed that it was him, which started the debate of letting him in the business again.

"So, I'm guessing this meeting will just take more time than we thought" said Laura Parker, one of the members of the board.

Wei Shin, president, looked at her and sighed. "I'm afraid so. DiMera is under crisis, and if it's true that Stefano DiMera is back, he will have to prove it's really him and that he can be trusted before we give him control of the company".

"The man is the Devil incarnated" said Brian Thomson, bitterly. "I'd rather give the position to his youngest son, who is far more honorable than that whole rotten family".

"Careful with your words" Shin warned. "If he's here and knows that you said that, he'll hunt you down and disappear you".

Thomson scoffed. "I'm not afraid of a dead man".

Shin approached him. "There are more things that man is capable of dead than alive".

"So you believe it, huh? That he's alive?"

"I don't think this is the right time or place to be talking about this" said Melissa Zbornak, another colleage. "Who knows if he's listening".

"I cannot believe you are all scared of him!" Thomson exclaimed. "He is dead! We are in charge of DiMera! We call the shots! Not the ghost of Stefano DiMera!"

"Stop saying his name! You're scaring the others!" Parker hissed.

Thomson glared at him. "As far as I'm concerned, the man who approached us is Steve Johnson, not him. And I'm not afraid of him, unlike you cowards".

"Enough" Shin said. "If you know what is best for you, you will stop this nonsense right now".

"Are you threatening me?"

"I'm warning you" he replied.

"Shin" said Zbornak, approaching the group, having been called by another colleage. "There's a van for us. The driver says he was hired by the security team to take us all home".

"Then we will all go" said Shin, and looked at Thomson. "Unless you are too 'brave' to be protected, or, as I'd like to say, foolish".

"No" said Thomson, a bit calmer. "I'll go with you".

The whole group climbed into the black van, and it disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Will entered the living room of the Mansion the next morning, having just woken up, even though the clock was marking one hour before noon. His head ached, it had since the previous night, and no amount of sleep had put a stop to it.

"Maybe a cold shower might do the trick" he thought.

As he passed a hand through his hair, he noticed something on the table. It was another envelope, and it had his name on it. He approached the table, took it, and smiled, suddenly feeling a little excited.

So he opened it.

Inside was a small card, with one simple message.

If the universe knew how much I love you, it'd be ashamed of being so small.

SK.

Will snorted. If Sonny's plan was to win his heart by making him laugh with cheesy, straight out of a high school movie notes, then he was doing a damn good job. He had loved the flowers of the previous day, and had been expecting something similar. But this worked too.

So he figured he had to at least let him know that, and took out his phone.

Will: Hey. Got your card :)

Sonny: Did you like it? :D

Sonny: I hope it made you blush ^^

Will: Would it be mean if I said it made me laugh?

Sonny: Yes :(

Will: It made me laugh xD

Sonny: I take everything back, I don't love you

Will: Yeah, you do ;)

Will: I love you too

Sonny: :)

"You are grinning like an idiot and I wanna know why" a voice interrupted.

Will turned around to see Chad at the entrance of the room, who was smirking at him. "Just texting Sonny".

Chad chuckled. "Friendly reminder that my father's portrait's in the room, you might not wanna get inappropiate".

Will gaped at him, shocked at Chad's implication. "You have the worst impression of me, don't you?"

"Just teasing you" Chad laughed, patting him on the shoulder. "Got anything nice from him?"

"Just a card" he replied. "But I'm not showing you".

"What, why not?"

"You'll laugh!"

"No, I won't!"

"Yes, you will!"

"Yeah, I will" Chad admitted, and patted his shoulder. "So, what's it about this time?"

Will shrugged. "Just something short, but cute. I think I'm gonna go see him".

"Off you go, then" Chad said, smiling.

"Later" he replied. "My head hurts a bit".

Chad frowned. "You ok?"

Will shook his head, as he felt it inexplicably pounding. "Ah, geez, I think I'll go lay down".

"William"

"What the..." Will said, looking around. "Did you hear that?"

Chad looked around too. "Hear what?"

"William"

"That! Didn't you hear that?" Will exclaimed. "Somebody's calling me!"

"I hear absolutely nothing" Chad said, and put his hand on Will's forehead. "You don't seem to have a fever, maybe it's the headache. You should go to bed".

"Ugh yeah, I should" he replied, getting out of the room and going upstairs.

Chad let out a puff of air. Will had a headache and was hearing voices? That was suspiciously familiar. And by suspiciously familiar he meant that he knew exactly what was going on.

However, before he could do anything, his phone vibrated, having received a new message. It did not need any identification, Chad knew who it was.

Unknown number: Come to this location at noon.

Unknown number: *Location sent*

Just as he got the message, he also received a notification from the news. His eyes widened.

TEN PEOPLE MISSING IN APPARENT KIDNAPPING

Ten members of the DiMera Enterprises executive board have been reported as missing since last night in what appears to be a massive kidnapping. Witnesses affirm they were last seen boarding a black van. Among the missing executives is Wei Shin, President of the board.

The following article didn't have much details about what had happened, but Chad had an awful feeling that something big was about to happen in just one hour.

"Oh my God".

When Abigail walked into the square, she was not expecting to see her cousin sitting alone in a table, with some paper and a pen in his hands, and humming to himself. She approached him, Sonny didn't seem to notice her presence. In fact, he was too concentrated on whatever he was doing to notice anything, to which Abigail rolled her eyes.

"Sonny?"

"Do you think Will would laugh at me if I dedicate to him the lyrics of As Long As You Love Me?" Sonny asked, not looking at her.

"Uh, yes? What is this, 1997?" she replied, sitting next to him. "What did you do?"

"I sent him a card".

"Just a card?"

"With some words... which might have been a little too cheesy".

Abigail laughed. "Oh, Sonny, why don't you just go see Will and make up with him?"

"No, it'd be too simple" Sonny replied, shaking his head.

"I think you're trying too hard".

"Ari said the same thing to me this morning. And yesterday".

"Oh, she's involved too?" Abigail said, snorting.

Sonny scoffed. "She said her daddy doesn't care about big, pompous things. He only cares about love and appreciates more the little details".

"Awww" Abigail cooed. "She knows Will".

"She's his daughter" Sonny said, smiling fondly. "Ah, yeah, maybe you're right. Maybe I should just go and try to do this some other way. Will's better with words anyway".

"Well, last time I checked, he's still at the Mansion" said Abigail. "He must have already woken up"

Sonny raised an eyebrow. "It's almost noon".

Abigail shrugged. "He doesn't have to be at work until next week, so he can rest as much as he wants".

"Ok then" he said. "Aren't you coming to the Mansion?"

"No" she replied. "I have some errands to run and then work. I'll see you later".

Sonny nodded, and watched her leave, before turning to go to the DiMera Mansion.

It was noon, and the sun was up in the sky, too shiny and too hot for a March day, and yet what the ten members of the DiMera Enterprises board could feel was nothing but darkness and cold. One by one were starting to wake up and gasping in fright when they realised that, first, they could not see anything, for they had been blindfolded, and second, they could not move, for they had been tied to a chair and their mouths had been gagged.

The members had been placed, each sitting on a chair, forming a circle. On the biggest one, resembling a throne, was Shin. The man had been the first to wake up, and, being the man that he was, he did not get nervous when he realised his condition. However, he was not stupid. He knew that their captors would soon reveal themselves, and that they were very important prisoners. On the back of his mind, he knew who had taken them, even if the person doing the job had been an entirely different person.

"So, who did you say hired you to take us?" Shin asked the driver of the van as he sat next to him. The driver, who looked quite young, was wearing a black jacket, a cap and dark glasses, even though it was the middle of the night. That had been the first strange thing he had noticed, and though he had been tempted to ask, he did not want to be disrespectful.

The driver did not answer.

Shin raised an eyebrow. "Not much of a talker, I see".

The driver kept driving in silence.

"What is your name, son?" Shin insisted. The driver did not answer. "Well, at least tell me why you took this road, which, let me tell you, does not lead to any of our homes".

Some strange sounds started coming from the engine of the van, which was the next strange thing Shin noticed, considering the van looked quite new. In hindsight, he should have been alert.

"Stay here" the driver finally said when he stopped the van, in a raspy voice, as if he was sick. Shin figured that was why he hadn't been talking. It was cold outside, so all windows were closed.

The driver got out of the van and closed the door behind him, motioning to open the van's hood.

"Hey, what's going on?" Thomson asked behind him.

"Something seems to be wrong with the engine" Shin replied, as he watched the driver check the problem.

Just as he finished saying that, the doors locked themselves. Shin tried to open his, but it didn't work. "What the hell?"

As he struggled to open the door, the air conditioning activated, and Shin started feeling a little dizzy, for the air had been replaced with a strange gas that quickly started filling the cabin. Shin tried to roll down the windows, unsuccesfully.

"Hey!" he shouted, hitting the windshield with the palm of his hands to call the driver's attention. "Hey!"

He started to lose strenght, looking through the rearviewmirror that his colleages had already passed out, and the last thing he saw was the driver looking at him without reacting as his eyes finally closed.

Shin was brought back to reality when he heard a door slam not too far away from them. In fact, it seemed that he had been placed near the door of the room. His senses sharpened as he tried to at least get some clue of where he was. All he knew for sure was that his colleages were with him, and now, that they were not alone anymore.

Suddenly, the blindfold was violently taken off from his face. He blinked, adapting his eyes to the weak light of the room. A man, who had his back shown to him, was removing the blindfolds of his colleages, one by one. He was tall, quite built, his hair was blond and a bit long, and his face showed a beard. It was the new body of Stefano DiMera.

"Ah, my friends" he said, once he had removed all the blindfolds. The members had remained gagged. "It's so good to see each and every one of you once again. It's been what, five years? Don't I look great? You on the other hand, do not seem to have been favored by time at all".

Stefano turned around. "Shin, old friend. I have put you in a privileged seat, considering your position. You remember who put you in that position in the first place, don't you?"

He removed Shin's gag. "Don't you, Shin?"

Shin glared at him. "I do".

Stefano smirked. "Good. Now, do you know why you are here?"

Shin gave him an unimpressed look. "I'm assuming you want to discuss your return to DiMear Enterprises".

"I'm already back" Stefano said. "What I want is to discuss business".

"I'm afraid none of us is in any condition to discuss business with you".

Stefano chuckled. "I see your sense of humour has improved. See, I don't think anyone here is in any position to discuss anything, except me".

The rest of memebers of the board glared, unwilling to let Stefano scare them.

"Now, you have been... Unloyal... Uncooperative... Unwilling to follow my legacy" he continued, as he walked, inside the circle. "You have betrayed and destroyed everything that I've built. I look at DiMera Enterprises, and I don't recognise what I see. And I hate it".

"DiMera has only improved its image since you..."

"SHUT UP! Shut the hell up, Shin! Or I swear to God, I will kill you with my own hands" Stefano snapped, spitting the last words in Shin's face. He composed himself, and faced the rest of his hostages. "I have tried to approach you, to show you my face, and you've refused to believe that I am Stefano DiMera. Well now you see that I am. You must be wondering what I will do next, or how I was able to make all this happen. Well, I had some help..."

"Father?" Chad's voice was heard from outside. The door had been left open, and a light was on outside. Shin managed to see Chad's shadow as he approached the room. "Father, are you here?"

"Chad DiMera helped you?" Shin asked.

Stefano laughed. "Of course not, Shin. Chad is a good boy. I needed somebody else..."

"Father... Oh my God, what's going on here?"

Chad had entered the room and was wandering around, looking shocked at the scene. "Father, what the hell? Mr Shin? What happened?"

"Ah, Chad, I'm so glad you are here" Stefano greeted, palming Chad's cheek. "We are having a business meeting here".

"Business?!" Chad said, disbelievingly. "Father, I don't care what you think, you are letting everybody go, now!"

Stefano raised an eyebrow. "Now, Chad, calm down. See, there's something you should know: Shin and his friends here have been bringing DiMera to the ground, and have taken it far away from my vision. It's an evil we must eliminate immediatly, and I will take full control of the company, restore its way, and make it as great as it was during its prime".

"This is insane" Chad said, moving towards Shin, hoping to free him.

Stefano raised a gun, and pointed to Chad. "Son".

Chad turned to him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you".

"Mr DiMera, if I may, I think I speak for everybody when I say that you will be put in charge of DiMera Enterprises completely once this nonsense is over" Shin said. "You will start working tomorrow".

"That sounds better" Stefano said, smiling.

"I was not talking to you" said Shin, and glanced at Chad. "Mr Chad DiMera has proven himself to be the most honorable DiMera in your twisted family. He will be the one who does the company any good, and we trust and hereby express our loyalty to him".

Stefano's grin disappeared. "That was a mistake you will regret, Shin".

"Father, don't" Chad warned.

"What, you think I will kill him?" Stefano laughed. "Son, after all these years, you should know by now that I never get my hands dirty. There is somebody who will do the honours instead. The man who made all this possible! Please".

He raised his arm, pointing at the darkness, from where emerged another man, who had a gun raised, and already aiming to Shin.

Chad gasped at the sight of Will.

Sonny rang the bell of the DiMera Mansion for the third time. Chad had left him a message saying he had to go out, but that Will would be home for the day. Looking around and waiting almost impatiently, he wondered why it was taking so long.

Until the door finally opened. But Will hadn't answered.

"Harold?"

"Ah, Mr Kiriakis" Harold, the loyal butler of the DiMeras said. "I'm sorry for the delay, Mr DiMera insists on others answering the door for I am not able to do many things as I used to. My retirement is only one year away".

"Don't worry about it" Sonny replied. "Um, I was wondering if I could see Will".

Harold seemed to think for a moment. "I'm sorry, but Mr Horton went out a few minutes ago. Unfortunately he did not say where".

Sonny frowned. "That can't be possible, Chad told me he was home, that he wasn't feeling too well. Maybe he just went to the pharmacy or something, and came back, without you noticing?".

"Mr Kiriakis, I am very aware of who enters and exits the house, and when" Harold told him. "Believe me, Mr Horton is not here".

By Harold's conviction, Sonny could tell he was telling the truth. "Then where is he?"

"Will?" Chad said, looking horrified at the gun his friend had aimed at Shin. "What the hell... Oh no".

Stefano just nodded. "Our dear friend William here has agreed to help us with the task of getting rid of these useless leeches".

Chad glared at him. "What did you do to him?!"

"Nothing much" he replied. "Just something special to... Let's say 'encourage' him".

Will was just pointing the gun at Shin, from his right, and wasn't moving, as if waiting for the order to shoot.

"Father, please, stop this" Chad begged. "Nobody has to die. Don't make Will do this, he's too noble to take a life".

Stefano shook his head. "Always so soft, son. It's a good thing that I love you, or else you wouldn't even be a part of this. I'm not even going to do anything about the fact that Shin has decided to give the power to you. In fact, I will step aside and let you lead the company to its glory".

"Then why kill Shin?!"

"That was just a test" Stefano replied, and smirked. "William, please, procceed".

"Will, don't!"

Will reaffirmed his grip on the gun with both hands, and Shin closed his eyes, awaiting death, and his colleages started making as much noise as they could, panicking, for they were still gagged.

However, at the very last minute, Will turned around, and fired.

"Ah!" Stefano screamed, having been hit in the leg, and fell to the ground.

Will moved to point his gun at him, as, out of the same dark spot from where he had come out, John appeared, also carrying a gun a pointing it to Stefano's face.

"Got you, you son of a bitch".

This chapter was, honestly, very hard to write. With this worldwide health crisis, I haven't been able to get as much ideas as I wanted. That's why I made this little storyline just to add some excitement, but that will be it. I'll be wrapping up the story in the next two chapters. I'm sorry to disappoint, but those who know me know that I hate to write just for the sake of it and that I don't like leaving things unfinished and uninteresting. I really hope you liked it.

Please comment and thanks for reading!