AN: Jackson and Michael arrive at Psych head quarters in Santa Barbara, and they inform Shawn and Gus about what is happening.

Chapter Two: Puppet Master

After hours of nonstop driving, both Jackson and Michael arrived at the PSYCH headquarters in Santa Barbara. Jackson stole a look at Michael as he sighed from exhaustion and fatigue. Jackson looked at the building in front of them, and back at his friend.

"What are we doing here? Shouldn't we be at the police station?" Jackson asked him.

"Jackson, listen to me." Michael said, facing him. "If we go to the cops, they will kill Miley. We can't risk it. Besides, they aren't cops. They know this area for one, and two, they have helped me out before."

"I don't know about this." Jackson said. "Are you sure we should be doing this?"

"We have to do something." Michael said. "Come on."

They both got out of the car, and walked up the steps. Michael took a deep breath, and knocked on the door. After a few minutes, Shawn Spencer answered, he smiled upon looking at Michael.

"Well, well. What brings the Dragon of the Mind to Santa Barbara?" Shawn said.

"'Dragon of the Mind'?" Jackson said, curiously looking at Michael.

"We have a problem that only you can help with." Michael said anxiously.

"Fine, come on in. Just promise that you won't transform into a dragon and eat me." Shawn joked.

"Keep it up, and I just might." Michael growled.

"Mike, what is going on, and what is he talking about?" Jackson whispered into his ear.

"I'll tell you later." Michael whispered back. As they followed them into the main room, Michael saw Gus sitting at his computer. When Gus waved a greeting at them, Michael made a motion to him to follow them. Gus sighed, closed his laptop, and followed the three men.

"Okay, now that we are all here, what's up?" Shawn asked.

"This. Show him, Jackson." Michael told him. Jackson pulled out his phone, flipped to the picture, and saw Miley tied up, hanging from a ceiling, dressed in nothing but a t-shirt. Shawn and Gus had a look of shock on their face. Michael took the phone back, and looked at them.

"Now you see what's wrong?" Michael asked them.

Shawn nodded, and Gus went over to the big phone, saying, "I'm calling Lassiter."

"No!" Michael screamed. "Whoever did this said that they will kill her if we called the cops!"

"So what are we going to do?" Shawn asked.

"We wait, and pray." Michael said sitting down, putting his face in his hands.

Miley sat in the corner of the room that she was confined in. They released her from her earlier bind and now she had the freedom to move around her little cell. Still dressed in only her t-shirt, she stood up, and looked around. Besides the dirty mattress and the blanket in the room, there was nothing to it, nothing noticeable anyway. Just as a distressed sigh escaped her, the door unlocked, and Miley pressed herself against the wall. A man with grungy hair, who had the stench of whiskey, came into the room. He looked at her, and flashed his yellow teeth.

"Hello, beautiful." He said, walking towards her.

"Who...who are you?" Miley asked, fearfully.

"My name is Marcus." He said proudly. "Let me explain why you are here beautiful. See, I have a dream. That dream is to rule this planet of ours with a great power. But where can I get such a power from?"

Miley thought for a minute, then a scary thought came across her mind. That's why she was here.

"Michael." Miley whispered.

"Smart and beautiful." Marcus said grinning. "I figured that if I could take a person that he loved very dearly, he would do anything to save you. Even give up his powers to do so."

"You are sick." Miley said.

"Thank you." Marcus said, walking towards the door. "Also, expect to be fed every hour. I can't have my bargaining tool dying of hunger on me can I? Well, see ya, I am going to talk with your boyfriend right now, and mess with him. I am going to see if I can't get him to lose it."

Miley watched as he left. She heard the door slam shut, and the locks click from the outside. Then that wave of desperation washed over her again as she was first brought here. She sat on the corner of the room, and looked around. This wasn't a room. This was hell, confined into four walls. Sadly, before Marcus left, he gave the command to the guards to 'have fun' with Miley...

AN: What do I mean by "have fun"? R&R to find out...