"Let's raise children who don't have to recover from their childhood."

-Pam Leo

Morty had the wind knocked out of him as he was thrown to the ground. He heard the front door

to the couple's house slam shut with a click. He looked up at the couple with confusion and back at the door with panic. With dread he began to realize that these were not the same people who he had talked to over the transponder. " ummmm, on second thought...i'll j-just leave..i want to go home, s-sorry."

The couple turned away from the closed door with predatory smiles. " But little boy. We haven't even showed you around yet." The woman said. " no-no i'm o-okay really. I can just wait outside." The woman faked a concerned expression " but sweetie, you might get a cold." engrossed in keeping his eyes on the woman in front of him he didn't notice when the man slipped out of the room. when he did notice was when he came back with a thick rope. Mortys eyes widened " what-what are you going to to w-w-with that?" the man ignored him and walked up to him.

Morty stood up and ran. Ran as fast as his small legs could carry him.. He heard a yell from behind and heavy footsteps but he just kept running. Deeper into the maze like halls. Once the man was close enough, he lifted Morty up by the hem of his shirt " NO! Please no i-i won't say anything promise! Just let me go please!"

The thick rope was tightly wrapped around his wrist, he tried to kick his captor but it only served to anger him. Once the man finished tying the last knot he pulled a gag out of his pocket and stuffed it into Morty's mouth. At this point Morty was visibly shaking. He was afraid. Scared. Petrified of what these people had in store for him. He just wanted to go home. Be Safe.

The man stepped back a moment to observe his work. His eyes looked at Morty with distaste. Morty looked desperately at the man. Eyes begging to be let go. The man didn't so much as twitch and Morty knew he wasn't going to leave this house. He tried to hold back the tears. To be strong. But he couldn't help the feeling of despair that clutched at his heart as he was hauled over the man's shoulder and carried up the spiral stairs and disposed of in a dark room. The man left him there alone and the woman seemed to have disappeared. With his knees and bound arms he crawled over to a corner of the room and put his head in his knees and quietly sobbed.

Jerry followed his gps idly listening to the radio, tapping his figures on the driving wheel in sink to the rhythm of the music. The interview had gone excellent! They had even told him they would stay in contact. Jerry couldn't wait to tell beth, the gps beeped informing him he'd arrived, he got out of the car...only to see a different house. " what the..? " His eyebrows furrowed, he took out the slip of paper he had written the address on and inspected the one he had put into the gps. With a jolt he realized that he must have put in the wrong address and left his idiotic son at a different house. " Shit! Beth is going to kill me! " he got in his car and slammed the door shut.

After ten minutes of fruitless driving he rounded a corner and he spotted the familiar white house. " Thank god!" with a sigh of relief he put his car in park and locked it. Looking around he didn't see Morty anywhere. With an aggravated sigh he trotted up to the white house to see if they had seen his son. He tried opening the gate but it was auto-generated, which meant they must control what comes in and out from the inside. With another sigh he looked around until he spotted an intercom. " Finally " rolling his eyes and walked up to it clicking the red button "Hello?"

After a solid minute he got an answer " yes?" a sweet voice tentatively answered. " ummm, sorry to disturb you..but have you seen a little boy with chestnut curls, about up to my knees, brown eyes, have you seen him?" Jerry asked in a lazy tone.

"No." the lady answered that sweet voice of her's she continued " but i think i saw him go inside the house next door, i thought maybe that was his father." her voice transformed into concern. "Shit! Are you fucking kidding me!? I swear i can't leave that kid alone for a second!" without even saying thank you jerry turned away from the intercom and made his way to the house next door, fully intent on getting his son back and punching the kids lights out for being stupid. He banged on the door and when it opened a man a whole six inches taller than Jerry opened the door. All courage he once had completely left him. He cowered away back to his car and the man gave him an irritated look with a hint of disgust mixed in as he slammed his front door closed.

Jerry gulped. He took out his phone and dialed beth's number. " Hey...sweet heart?"

"What's wong jerry?" Beth's voice sounded distracted.

"Our son ran away." I lost our son.

Ta da! Yay! New chapter! And guess who's B day it is? Thats right mine! Yes i know all of you are silently wishing me a happy birthday, even if you're like a year or two late...but if you're not...i silence you to a life without fanfiction! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I'm just kidding guys, don't worry. Sorry for taking so long to update...writers block is a bitch. and yeah...sorry about it being short..i just needed it to end right there for the next chapter to work out..

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