Cass woke up, feeling a little sore. Gah, she thought to herself, she slept the wrong way again. She had to stop doing that or she'll end up with neck pains for life. She grumbled to herself and forced herself out of bed, dragging her feet down the stairs.

"Morning mom," she yawned and stretched.

"Oh, Cassandra, it's 11 a.m. Why haven't you showered and changed?" her mother frowned at her daughter in her pajamas. Her mother was the only person who could get away with calling her by her full name.

"Cause, mommy darling, it's the weekend." She headed for the cupboard to get her favourite cereal out but her mother stopped her.

"No honey, today you're eating a healthy breakfast. Daddy-" her mother stopped short.

"Daddy? He's home?" Cass asked, confused. Her father was hardly home as he spent all his time down at the police station. He was one of the most respected man in town, and he had a lot of work to do.

"Nothing." Cass' mom smiled.

Cass suddenly felt two hand cover her eyes from behind, "There's my little girl."

Cass felt her mouth drop open and shrieked, turning to face her father. "Dad!" she enveloped him in a huge warm hug which he returned. "Oh, Cassie, I missed you," he smiled down at her and kissed the top of her head, "You're not very little anymore... I'm sorry I'm hardly at home, honey."

Cass hugged her father again, "You're home now."

Silence filled the air for a moment.

"What I was saying before, was that Daddy had cooked something for you." Cass grinned and went to look. On the table laid a few plates. One had delicious looking omelet on it, the other some bacon and sausages, and another with toast with jam and butter. There were three glasses; orange juice, apple juice and water.

"Thank you Daddy," Cass hugged her father again.

"Go on, eat up. I'm going to check the mail, sweetie."

Cass sat down at the table and began munching on her toast. Mm, it tasted great. Fresh and hot.

Her father came in a few minutes after, looking at the letters. "That's weird, one doesn't have a return address..."

"What is it, Simon?" her mother asked, getting up and walking towards him.

"It's addressed to Cass."

Cass took it and opened it right then, and felt her eyes water up.

"Honey? What's wrong?"

"Cassie?"

Cass shook her head aggressively and let out a sob. She placed a hand over her mouth, shaking her head as if she couldn't believe what was in the letter.

"Cassandra! What is it?" her mother asked.

Cass got up and ran up to her bedroom, taking the letter with her. She grabbed her cell phone off the table and furiously dialed in a number.

"Hello?" said the familiar masculine voice.

"Bobby, where's Jack?"

----------------------------------------------

Angie felt dizzy and couldn't bring herself to accept the fact that her brother was missing. Not only was he her brother, he was her best friend and her favourite brother.

After school, she went behind one of the huge, old oak trees and sat against it. She hugged her knees to her chest and started to cry.

She was terrified. She didn't know what happened to him. She didn't know where he was, how he was, and why he was gone. She wanted answers. She wanted him with her right now.

But no one could give her the answers, and he wasn't there...

"Angie?"

She looked up and found herself looking into his eyes.

"You."

----------------------------------------------

Bobby slammed the phone down, his eyes filled with anger, hurt and shock.

"Yo, man, what's wrong?" Angel asked, looking up from his Sudoku book.

"Where's Jerry?"

"What? What's wrong?"

"Where is Jerry damn it!"

"Working man! Chill, what the fuck is it?"

"It's Jack."

"Jack? What about him?

"He's gone."

------------------------------------------------