Author's Note: Gosh it's been a while since I updated, hasn't it? I'm sorry and I just want to say how much I appreciate all your kind reviews, they make me so happy! So on with the story! And it's just occured to me that this story's ending in a few chapters time! Sniff, so sad!

Troy was nervously shaking in the back of the car while the two silent men drove him to the mysterious destination.

Troy:(thinking) Oh my god! Okay calm down. You're gonna be fine. Just... don't make any sudden movements. Otherwise they might kill you. Oh god. Oh god. What if they do kill me? What would I do then? Oh god Troy, you'd be dead! Oh god. Okay, seriously, they won't kill you, if you do what they ask? What are they going to ask? Oh god. Mom and Dad! Oh god. What if I never see them again? What if I never see Chad and Taylor and everyone else again? What if I never see Gabriella again???? I'd rather be dead. Okay, calm Troy. You'll be fine. You'll be fine. Honestly. Okay I'll make a deal with you, God. I know I've never been very close to you before but now is kinda appropriate. If you let me live and see Gabriella and everyone again, I...wont make fun of Chad as often. I'll be nice to Sharpay and Ryan. Wow, despite the fact I dislike them, seeing them right now would sorta be a blessing. Not enough? Fine, I'll pray to you every night before I go to bed. Happy? Good that's a deal. Now help me! Please!

The car swerved into a dark alleyway, just outside Luigi's, the Italian restaurant Troy considered taking Gabriella. It became very dark but the men seemed to know where they were going. They suddenly swerved to the left into another ally causing Troy to fall over in his seat. Then they came to a direct stop. Troy's stomach turned as both men got out, wondering what they were going to do next. Then one man unlocked Troy's door, opened it, and reached his big muscley arm into the car, grabbing Troy's shoulder and yanking him out. The other man stood on the other side of the door making sure Troy couldn't run away. He pulled out a blindfold. The guy holding Troy shoulder pushed him forwards over the car bonnet and held him down while the other man tried to tie the blindfold over Troy's eyes.

Troy: No, What are you doing?

Man No2: Just stay still, do what we tell you and everything will be fine.

Troy didn't like the tone of his voice but now he was blindfolded and was being held down on a car. He didn't have any other choice but to just do as they said. Man No1 pulled him back up and started guiding him somewhere. Troy kept tripping over his own feet, or was it the guy holding him? Anyway, Troy was being taken somewhere. He heard a door creak open.

Man No1: Mind the step.

If Troy hadn't been in such a predicament, he would have laughed at the fact that his kidnapper was making sure he didn't trip over a step.

Troy was pulled along what may have been a corridor, turning round corners until he heard another door open and he was pushed inside. By the sound of their footsteps, Troy guessed they were probably now in a large hall or room. Then the two men stopped and turned Troy around.

Man No1: Sit.

Troy cautiously bent down to find a chair. He suddenly felt ropes being pulled around his chest and the chair.

Man No2: Now just sit still.

Troy: What's happening?

Man No1: You'll find out soon enough.

When the two men had tied Troy to the chair, he heard them walk away, open the door and leave. Troy was left alone. While his confuzzled brain tried to figure out what to do, the door opened again.

Voice: Hello Troy.

Gabriella was nervously shaking, standing in the lobby with Taylor, Jason and Kelsi. She had called Troy's cell probably twenty times but the operator kept saying his phone was switched off. Every possible explanation had run through her mind, most of them not good. Chad appeared from the car park.

Taylor: Any luck?

Chad: Nope, nothing. What about you?

Jason: Same. We asked at the main desk but the woman had only just started her shift and hadn't seen him.

Gabriella: And Troy's phone's turned off.

Taylor: Well maybe Zeke's found something in his room.

At that moment Zeke came rushing out of the elevator.

Zeke: Guys!

Chad: What? Did you find anything?

Zeke: Nope. Nothing but I think I know who's behind it!

Kelsi: Who?

Zeke: LYDIA!

Gabriella: What? No, she went home.

Zeke: Look, remember when I came and told you guys that she was leaving? And you were all happy? And then I said that she had told me something but none of you guys listened to me and no one wanted to hear it?

Taylor: ... yeah?

Zeke: Well she told me that she was going to get Troy one way or another and there would be nothing we could do to stop it!

Chad: Wait, wait wait. Does anyone think Lydia is capable of kidnap?

Just then, Sharpay left the elevator in her little blue Prada dress and was a little startled when everyone ran up to her.

Chad: What do you know about Lydia?

Sharpay: What?

Gabriella: Do you think she's capable of kidnap?

Sharpay: Woah, woah, woah, please slow down. Okay, now what's this about Lydia Darlton?

Zeke: Troy's missing and we have a suspicion that Lydia might be behind it.

Sharpay: Well for one thing, Lydia would never go out of her way to kidnap someone.

The gang looked down, disappointed.

Sharpay: She'd hire others to do it for her.

Taylor: Really?

Sharpay: Mhmm, she's not the daddy's little princess she always hypes up to be. She has some pretty dangerous friends who would gladly do a simple kidnap job to earn a couple of grand.

Chad: So it's possible she could have kidnapped Troy?

Sharpay: Perfectly possible. If she wanted him enough.

Gabriella:(quietly) and I assume she did?

Sharpay looked at Gabriella with a sympathetic look.

Sharpay: That's a safe assumption.

Troy's blood turned cold when he heard the voice. He recognised it instantly.

Troy: Lydia?

Lydia: Who else?

Troy heard footsteps and assumed she was walking towards him. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

Troy: What's all this about Lydia?

Lydia: Well, what do you think it's about?

Troy:(getting angrier) don't play games with me Lydia

Lydia: Well I can play games if I want to, Troy. I have the upper hand. You are absolutely helpless in this situation.

Troy remained silent. She was right. He was helpless. And she could play every mind game under the sun.

Lydia: Troy, do you know what I want most of all in this world?

Troy:(thinking) No but there is a nice little spot Autumn Vale Mental Institute waiting for you.

Troy: No...

Lydia: Do you know what I have longed for for the last...two weeks.

Then it clicked. Troy shuddered at the thought but it was the only logical reason. What the heck, none of this was logical!

Troy: ...me?

Lydia: Correct! See, I knew we were always on the same streak.

Lydia started to pat Troy's hair but he jerked his head away.

Lydia: I'm going to make a deal with you, Troy Bolton. And you are going to stick to it, you hear?

Troy said nothing.

Lydia: If you don't, my friends can always sort that out.

Troy remembered the two very large men who kidnapped him. He would prefer not to run into them again.

Lydia: You are going to break up with Gabriella Montez and be with me.

Troy: No way!

Lydia:(sternly) You are going to break up with Gabriella Montez and be with me.

Troy: You're crazy!

Lydia: Crazy about you dear, crazy about you.

Troy: You make me sick.

Lydia: Lovesick, perhaps?

Troy: No, sick as in can't-stand-being-around-you, get-a-chill-when-I-hear-your-voice, making-me-physically-want-to-vomit sick.

Lydia ignored it.

Lydia: If you want to live, No, make that if you want Gabriella to live...

Troy: Don't you DARE touch her!

Lydia: Like I said, if you want your girlfriend to live, you break up with her. You save her. As was said in Moulin Rouge, hurt her, to save her.

Sharpay had rallied everyone into her BMW. Her driving, Chad in the passenger seat, Taylor, Gabriella, Zeke, Jason and Kelsi in the back. It as a bit cramped.

Taylor: Sharpay, I really think we should have called the police.

Sharpay: Oh come on Taylor, I thought you were smart. They don't file a missing person's report until they are missing for over 24 hours. Troy has been missing for an hour and a half. If we have to wait for another 22 and a half hours, who knows what might have happened to him.

Taylor: Still, I think…

Jason: Taylor, can you move your elbow slightly to the left, its digging into my side.

Taylor: Sorry.

Kelsi: Sharpay, what exactly are we looking for?

Sharpay: Well I've called Ryan to get back to the hotel from his stupid date and to wait there in case anything turns up. Now, as far as I know, Lydia has rented a few places in the area for her own uses.

Chad: And kidnapping people could be considered her uses?

Sharpay: Shush, I'm trying to remember the places she rented. Okay, she rented another hotel room, on Madison Street I think, don't ask me why, oh, she also hired a house by the beach for all her staff to stay...

Gabriella: She has staff?

Sharpay: Oh yes, a group of 7 I think. She also rented a dance studio near Holby Park. Now, if she was doing something this dangerous and, well illegal, I highly doubt she would have included her staff so I think we can safely rule out the beach house.

Zeke: Which leaves the dance studio and the hotel room

Sharpay: Exactly, now Madison Street is just round the corner so we should check the hotel room out first and if that's a bust then we can quickly drive over to Holby Park. Does anyone object?

No one objects. After all, this was the only plan they had.

To be continued….

A/N: Make me happy, R&R, and I'll update sooner, I promise! xxxx