Hey guys! Happy Election Day- or unhappy. Either way, I hope you're enjoying your day! Since i'm off of school, I got to put another chapter up! I hope you like this chapter. Spoiler alert! There's a hint of a ship between a certain pair of people ;) Anyways, enjoy and I only own Anna.

Wednesday afternoon did not bring much joy either. The four found themselves disappointed when Davy had been missing for almost three days- and yet there was no sign of him. When a detective was called in, he wasn't much help either. All he did was look around, sniff Davy's maracas, and say he went missing. Having had enough, Micky went to kick the phony out. When he asked to be paid, the Dolenz boy slammed the door in his face.

"What else can we do?" Peter questioned aloud," We still haven't found Davy and Friday night is getting closer.".

"That's it!" Mike exclaimed, dashing to the phone and picking it up," We'll call Mr. Wellington. He can help us find Davy for sure!".

"I don't know Mike," Anna interrupted," He's probably extremely busy with the club and all…".

"Nonsense," the Texan joked, dialing the number," Besides, Mr. Wellington doesn't have a life.".

Peter and Micky could see Anna was tensing up. She'd been acting extremely strange these past couple of days. She was up all hours of the night, doing who knows what. One night, at one in the morning, Anna had come home. Peter was up, but went unnoticed and didn't bother to confront her about it, yet he was deeply worried. He feared the worst about his little sister, trying to convince himself she was looking for Davy. However, it never seemed to work with Micky. This was slowly becoming an investigation between them. What did Anna really do in the late hours past midnight?

"Okay, Mr. Wellington," Mike finished, hanging up the phone," He gave me his address. He wants us to meet him there.".

Without a single protest, Anna followed everyone to the car. They went along, driving past the places and people. Peter kept his eye on the rearview mirror. Anna was watching around her, over thinking things through. They finally reached a large grey house- Mr. Wellington's.

"Geez Anna!" Micky whispered, calmly taking her hand (causing the girl to blush) ," You're shaking so hard, you'd swear there was an earthquake!".

It was true- Anna found herself trembling. Worriedly, the drummer held the girl's hand, slightly squeezing it as they made their way to the front door. Peter, as her brother, began to grow protective. However, as a close friend of Micky, he was glad to see him- for once- finding love. Or, maybe not. Mr. Wellington (with a seldom expression on his face) led everyone inside.

"I'm so sorry to hear about Davy," he told them, leading everyone into the living room.

"I'll be right back," Anna whispered," I believe I left something in the car.".

Without another word, she let go of Micky's hand and went off with the guys. When everyone was out of sight, Anna quietly made her way up the stairs. Her eyes scanned for a sign of something- anything- that would be useful. Finally, there was one door left wide open- the bedroom. It would be the perfect place to search.

Anna needed evidence and fast. She needed to figure out if Mr. Wellington (which was definitely not his name) was really behind Davy's disappearance. Sure, Anna thought to herself as she rummaged through the man's belongings, he had warned her about the Manchester boy going missing. Yet, it didn't seem like enough to show the boys. She continued to look through drawers and in cabinets, hoping to find some bit of evidence to prove he was evil. Suddenly, her fingers brushed against something cold. She stopped and grabbed whatever was there. There was a frame, with a small note attached to it that listed the boys' names. Davy's had been crossed out. The photo had Mr. Wellington in the middle of two people- she should've seen coming into the picture.

"Anna?".

She hid the frame behind her back. Mike stood in the doorway. He became suspicious, raising his eyebrow and walking in. He tried to find the bathroom and ended up in the bedroom. He questioned her actions, waiting for a simple answer. Yet, Anna had some confessing to do.

"I can't tell you everything," she went on," but, I need your help. I think...Mr. Wellington has something to do with Davy going missing.".

"Now why would he do that?" the Texan asked, crossing his arms.

"I don't know," she admitted, taking off the note and handing it to Mike," look at this, he's coming after you three. I guess he didn't expect me to be here, otherwise i'd be on that list too.".

From the note, the young man was slowly becoming convinced. He didn't know what it was, but it could've been seeing his name next on the list that made him nervous. He certainly didn't want to be kidnapped but he didn't want to be wrong either. In the end, he found himself trying to find as much evidence as he could.

"Someone's coming," she whispered, trying to fix things up.

Mike wasted no time by hiding in the closet. He shut the door, watching the girl leave the room. With a sigh of relief, he turned the light on and looked around. For how big it was, there was hardly anything inside! When he turned around, there was a small grey lever. With his curiosity peaked, Mike pulled it down with all his might. The floor beneath him fell and so did he. A slide of cold metal was causing him to move faster than the Flash. At the end, he found himself a cage, with a tied up Davy at his side.

"Don't do that," Davy groaned.

Later that night, Micky and Peter drifted into a deep sleep. Suddenly, both were awaked by the hard footsteps of Anna, who frantically woke up the two.

"What's the matter?" Peter asked.

"It's Mike!" she gasped," He's gone!".

"It must've been a bad dream," Micky chuckled," he's right-".

Mike wasn't in his bed.

"Of course," the three said together.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I don't know how many chapters there will be left, but there may be a future sequel. Anyways, be on the lookout for Chapter 7. I may get it up before Friday. If not, see you then! Be sure to review!