So, here is another chapter for this.

I have been on an HP kick, which was why I hadn't updated yet. I have my own laptop now so updates may come more often. Er, I read through my story, man, I really have improved. Gah, I was almost unable to finish it, it was so bad.

When I have the time, and feel like it, I will go over the story and fix it up a bit. Maybe.

I don't own them.

Enjoy!

They had been in the trunk for hours, Tommy drifting in and out of consciousness, Chuckie was afraid he might not make it.

The car stopped and he heard the doors opening and closing, he tensed as he heard footsteps nearing the trunk. And the latch snapped open, the trunk now wide open, and Chuckie noticed that it was night time. The moon was nearly full, and the stars shown brightly, he mused for a second that them being so bright, they must be out in the middle of no where.

"You get the boys out and I'll grab the first aid kit. Don't want our son to die so soon." Kathy chirped before turning and leaving the three alone. Hank glared at Chuckie and grabbed him by the hair, pulling him out of the trunk with as much force as he could. Chuckie kept his discomfort to loud hisses, afraid of what would happen if he screamed.

Hank threw Chuckie to the ground and pinned him down with a foot while he went to grab Tommy. He lifted Tommy out in a firemans carry, since Tommy was once again unconscious.

"Ready?" Kathy asked as Hank pulled Chuckie and carried Tommy over to the other car, an SUV.

"Yeah. I'll drive, you fix the kid."

"Henry."

"What?" Hank turned and glared at her.

"Our son, his name is Henry Colin Peters Jr." She smirked when Hank turned back to the car and muttered under his breath. Chuckie was still in his grip.

Hank laid Tommy down on the back seat and slammed the door shut, Kathy got in the other side and cradled his head in her lap. Chuckie was shoved into the passengers side and the door slammed before he could react. He had almost forgotten how violent his 'parents' were, they seemed a bit more unhinged now, maybe because of prison, or because they are well and truly pissed at him.

They drove for a few more hours, Chuckie was too afraid to fall asleep, he knew that it would end badly.

When they pulled up to an airstrip, Chuckie's heart beat faster. A plane was there, it looked like it was ready to take off.

"Let's go." Hank opened Chuckie's door and jerked him out, roughly handling him out of the SUV and to the jet.

"Thanks for the ride." Kathy told the pilot, her grin huge.

Chuckie was buckled in, a dangerous glint in Hank's eye, promising pain if he moved.

Tommy was carried onto the plane and deposited gently next to Chuckie, also buckled in.

Kathy and Hank brought suitcases onto the plane and got into their own seats across from Chuckie and Tommy, the later was just regaining consciousness.

"Wh-" Tommy started, but cut himself off with a hiss, his hand going to his throat.

"Don't talk sweety. The glass from the window got a bit deep. I tried to get it all out, but I think it might have long lasting repercussions." Kathy told him, her hand patted his leg. Tommy didn't dare move. He glanced at Chuckie, but the other boy was looking at his feet.

"Oh, you got so big." Kathy moved her attention over to Chuckie.

"I'm so sorry that it has taken us so long to get you back. But you know all that legal crap. I'm just glad you are back with us." Kathy grinned at him. Tommy felt a shiver go down his spine, there was something in her smile that didn't feel right, he had a feeling that Kathy wasn't all there. And since he was here, he was sure that it was a problem she simply doesn't care about.

Kimi hissed in discomfort when the peroxide cleaned her wound.

"You're lucky it only grazed you." Kimi glared at the medic. It might have only been a graze, but it was almost half an inch deep! It hurt like all hell and she needed stitches. Lucky? Yeah, she was lucky that the woman wanted sons and not a daughter.

She looked back to the broken window. Some blood was by the door, and made a trail out to the curb. She gulped so she wouldn't puke.

Both her brother, and her friend were gone. She looked over to Lil, who had a crush on Tommy. The girl was devastated, almost as much as Dil and his parents. Phil was holding his sister.

Dil and his parents were together at one of the tables. Kimi was glad that Dil wasn't present when the woman chose Tommy, she was positive that the woman would have taken Dil instead, since he and Chuckie shared a few traits, though they weren't related, they could pass off as brothers, and not just because of their red hair.

She doesn't want to think what Tommy would have done if his best friend and brother were taken.

Kimi couldn't help but think that at least Chuckie and Tommy were together.

Not much happened. But, Chuckie and Tommy are going a few states over... Okay, they are going from SoCal to Florida. A few states, pushaw.

I was thinking having them getting free after a few months, or weeks, have Chuckie able to go to Kimi's thing in Japan.

Or, I could have them stay with them for over a year, and then having them get found in high school.

What do you think?

Mars