It was a long drive to where ever it was they were headed. Miley told herself not to loose control, to be calm. How does a kidnapped victim remain calm? Apparently Lilly didn't know because she couldn't stop the tears from flowing out of her eyes. The stupid ropes tied there arms together, impossible for Miley to cover Lilly's mouth. So the sobbing continued. Why don't those assholes driving turn on the radio? They must have been seventeen or eighteen. Not that much older than the sixteen year olds. Miley found herself with the courage to speak. "Where are you going?"

"Don't worry your pretty little head about that." The man in the passenger seat turned back to the girls, "You'll be fine.. if you listen to what we tell you to say."

"Okay, then what do you want?"

The man turned to his two friends, who shook their heads. "I can't tell you yet."

"What can you tell me?"

He smirked, then showed Miley two files, filled with papers. "Your name is Miley Ray Stewert, or that's what you're going by. It's not you're real name is it?"

Miley bit her lip, as Lilly asked in a quiet voice "What's he talking about?"

"Well Lillian Rose Truscott, or should I call you Lilly?" He didn't wait for her to answer, "Miley here, isn't just Miley."

"I know that."

"Oh.. you do? Do you know that she's in witness protection?"

Lilly looked good and hard at Miley's expression, which was sorrow.

"Miley has been moving since she was eight when her mother died, did you know her mother died?"

"Yes.. in a car crash.. right?"

"Did she tell you the whole story?" Lilly shook her head. "Well then," He searched for the correct page. "Let me read to you what happened. Susan Mae Cyrus, born 1970 died 2001." He skimmed over the paper as Miley looked at her shoes, knowing Lilly was staring at her. "Miley's daddy was in the mob. Too bad he had important information, because if he didn't Miley would never have moved here. She never would have been your friend, and then you two wouldn't have been together tonight. Lilly, if it wasn't for 'Robbie Ray Stewert', you wouldn't be here right now."

Lilly shook her head. "You're not turning me against Miley." The brunette returned Lilly's gaze. "She's my best friend. And everyone has their secrets."

"I love you Lils." Miley wasn't sure if she was crying from the fear of another secret revealed or how touched she was that Lilly stood up to her like that.

"I love you too. Who ever the hell you are." Miley grinned.

"Her real name is Destiny Hope Cyrus." He didn't look back to the girls anymore, he focused outside the window. "Back to her mother, the car she was in exploded. It was meant to be Destiny's father. Something like a bomb. Then when her father gave away some info, they were out of the State. They moved a total of twenty-one times."

"Would you shut up?" A deeper male voice came from the front of the van. A van, how original.

"Can I still call you Miley?" Lilly whispered.

"Sure." Miley nodded, and silence returned. It began to bother the girl, of all things to be bothered from in this situation. She started singing in a soft low voice, trying not to be heard.

"Well I'll be damned."

"What?"

"You really are Hannah Montana."

"My school file doesn't say that." Miley stated in a confused non-singing voice. "How would you know ?"

"We've been.. watching you." He fought a smirk. "You wear a blonde wig, and change outfits in your limo." A greasy smile spread across his face, "And you leave the windows down."

"Perv." Miley hissed.

"Play nice, it's not my fault. You know someone could have just snapped a picture."

"For what? Money knowing I'm Hannah? Or sell dirty Hannah photos?"

"Why would I give them away?"

Lilly couldn't hold back the "Eww!"

He smirked wider, "Said the girl with hickies not just on her neck."

"I knew it." Miley laughed. laughed. What percent of kidnapped victims claim they laughed during the crime?

It's a sign of lost hope. Giving up. Knowing this is the end. Miley didn't fight it either.

"What's your names?"

He paused for a minute, "Oh what the hell. I'm Brian. The dude driving is Mike. And the shy one is Lou." Surprisingly, no one flinched when the names were called. Giving Miley the idea Brian was lying.

The next chapter is the next morning, I'm skipping around to confuse you. Thanks for actually nice reviews. I'm used to people judging my writing, so thank you for being nice people!