A/N: Hiya! I finally got 5 reviews, yes! I didn't want my review to count… but I couldn't stand all the suspense! Hope you liked chapter one, sorry about the cliffhangah… oh well, that's how Fanfics work. XD

Setting: The Pierce household, Saturday November 1st, 1997, 2:20 P.M.

Mrs. Pierce was a very overprotective mom who wanted to know exactly where her children were at every moment and keep them safe.

So the fact that Jason had been out biking for an hour and six minutes was making her nervous. And he wasn't the best biker, so he couldn't have been out for that long. Had he fallen? Hurt himself?

Mrs. Pierce was freaking out, running around crying, and screaming, "CALL THE POLICE! CALL THE DAMN POLICE OR I MIGHT DIE!"

She was more scared than she was the time Brittany fell face first on a rock on the street. And that says something, because Mrs. Pierce rushed Brittany to the ER assuming she had a concussion. When they got to the ER, little Brittany just laughed and walked away, totally unharmed.

Mr. Pierce told Mrs. Pierce to calm down, and she, eventually, did. He said Jason was probably just out having fun, and he was totally fine. After all, an hour wasn't that long. Or was it?

Setting: The Pierce household, Saturday November 1st, 1997, 7:31 P.M.

Five hours and eleven minutes had passed, and still no sign of Jason.

"OUR POOR JASON MUST BE HURT! I AM CALLING THE POLICE NOW!" she shrieked. A little girl with blond pigtails stood before her, gazing up with confused and saddened eyes. Why was mommy so scared? She had never seen her mother so flustered. Even her father sat in a corner, rubbing his forehead with his hands.

Mrs. Pierce took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

"Hello. This is 911. What is the emergency?"

"Hello sir. This is quite urgent. My son has been out of the house for about five hours and I am quite concerned. His name is Jason Pierce. We live on 210 Mercy Street, Lima, Ohio, 45804."

"An unfortunate event happened about two hours ago, and I may sadly say this is probably how your son disappeared…"

…

"Darling! What did the police officer say?" Mr. Pierce yelled, masking his mutual fear.

"There… there was a giant post- Halloween gang attack near our street a few hours ago! I'm afraid Jason must have been hurt in it!" Mrs. Pierce was devastated about what could've happened to her son. She hoped for the best, though.

"We have to go to the local hospital. Now. I'll take Brittany, you get into the car."

Mrs. Pierce wiped her tears, and picked up the, she just noticed, now also crying Brittany. Little Brittany looked so confused, yet she obviously knew the urgency of what was happening.

"It's going to be okay, Britt. I promise."

Mrs. Pierce whispered this not only for young Brittany's benefit, but her own. She wanted to believe it so badly, but she was doubtful.

The Pierce family all got into their teal blue Toyota Camri. The ride was extremely quiet, with the only noises around being other cars, and the radio playing static-y songs. Everyone in the car appeared quite brave, but on the inside they were more scared and unsure than a little mouse in the hands of a cat.

Setting: Good Samaritan Hospital, Lima, OH, Saturday November 1st, 1997, 7:50 P.M.

They saw a Caucasian woman with a long braid down her back and light blue-green scrubs approach.

"Hello. Do you have any reports of a Jason Pierce? We figured he might be here. A lot of people must be."

"I'll check the records. And yes, many people have been here."

The Pierce family waited, all crossing their fingers.

"I'm so sorry. We don't have any reports. If he comes in, we will notify you. What's your phone number?"

"(234)-555-0199"

"Thank you. I am so very sorry."

Setting: The Pierce household, Sunday November 2nd, 1997, 11:15 A.M.

To say the least, the Pierces were miserable. They were so devastated about Jason that they barely talked, ate, or slept. Brittany didn't understand any of it, though. She was only sad because it rubbed off on her.

"Jay! Want to play Dolly with me?"

This one comment was so upsetting to them all. How would they ever break this news to Brittany?