No, you're eyes aren't tricking you! I've actually updated. It's short though. .

I do not own Riley, Ben, Abigail ,or Ian, just thought you ought to know!

A knock on the door sent Riley springing up from the couch where he'd been waiting. He hurried to the door and flung it open. Ben and Abigail stood there, looking a little surprised.

"Riley, calm down." Abigail said, stepping over the threshold. Riley just stared at her with wide eyes.

"Calm down? My girlfriend's been kidnapped by the man who nearly killed us on several occasions and you are telling me to… to… to… calm down?!?!" Riley slammed his fist against the doorframe. His friends stared a moment, shocked by his outburst. Ben gently put his hand on Riley's shoulder, leading him in.

"Riley, I know this is hard. I know." Ben paused, looking at the angered look on his friend's face, the way his jaw was clenched. "You're not breathing are you?"

"Nope."

"Breath, Riley."

Riley let out a sigh, slumping into an armchair in the living room. He buried his face in his hands. The young man took a deep breath before looking back up.

"What am I supposed to do?" Riley sighed. Ben wandered into the dining room, squatting down and observing the broken vase, which Riley hadn't touched.

"Well, it looks like she put up a struggle, that's for sure." Ben delicately fingered a piece of broken glass. "Have the cops been by here?"

"About half an hour ago, yeah." Riley ran his hand through his hair. "What am I going to do? No one knows where Ian is! He could be in another state by now!" There was a moment of silence while Ben and Abigail pondered Riley's words. It was true. Lyssie could have been taken hours ago.

"Sorry if this is a bit off the subject, but did you ask her?" Ben asked with an uncomfortable smile. Riley nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Yeah. I-" Riley was cut off by the sound of muffled country music. With an embarrassed grin to his friends, he stood up and walked into the kitchen, picking up his cell phone and flipping it open.

"Hello?" Riley tried to sound as relaxed as possible.

"Hello. It's been too long since we've had a chat, hasn't it, Riley?"

Riley felt his jaw clench at the familiar voice. He had a death grip on the phone as he spoke into it. "Ian."

So sorry, it's terribly short, I know. I just wanted to get in one last update to this before Christmas! I may not update for a while, because after Christmas I'm leaving, and won't be back until New Years. Sorry!

I hope you all enjoy your holidays!!!!