A/N1: Yes! I'm alive and well! I've suffered a terrible bout of writers block but I've returned! -Super hero pose- So we continue with our story of No Mas. So...Alejandro is always a step a head of them it seems. What's going to happen now that they know? Read ahead my friends!

I went back to Bridget's and showed Duncan the note, all the while trying to hold my empty stomach down that was threatening to heave anything that might be in it. "How the hell did he know we'd be here?" Duncan stormed around Bridget's little living room like a Tasmanian devil, cursing Alejandro with every word he knew-and a few I hadn't heard before.

"Calm down, Duncan." I said, rubbing my temples. I was beginning to get a stress headache-or maybe that was just from not eating. "He's not around so it doesn't matter right now."

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? He was expecting us meaning he's been watching us for the last two months!" Duncan growled, crumbling the paper in his hand. "He knows we've been looking for him!" he turned to look at me and through all the anger I could still see that concern he had for me. "Courtney, you could be in danger. Did you forget that the psycho nearly killed you?" I put my hand on my side, remembering the scar that I would always have because of Alejandro. "You know what? I say we call the whole thing off and let the police handle the rest of it. I'm pretty sure my mom and dad can find him once we show them what we've found out." he paused to look at me and I stared back.

"So that's it?" I asked, standing up. "You, Duncan, afraid of a little danger?" I countered. He glared at me, brow furrowed.

"I'm not afraid of danger. I'm afraid of you being in danger. You've already been to the hospital I don't want to see you end up there again."

"Well I'm not stopping. Just this day, Duncan, we've gotten further than the police have since they've started. Doesn't that mean anything?"

"Of course it does but this nut case has been watching us, Courtney. He knows what we're going to do before we even do it. He probably knows that you're too stubborn to let the police handle the whole thing." We were just inches apart by now, glaring into each others eyes.

"I don't care. You know I can do this whole thing with out you!" I told him. "Carlos is more than willing to help. So why don't you just go home when Carlos gets the car fixed?" I knew I shouldn't have been yelling at him but I was fuming! How could he want to quit on me when we were so close?

"You know what? I will!" Duncan screamed back and stormed out the house, slamming the door after him.

I glared at the door for a second then huffed angrily. Knowing Duncan he could stay out there all day, probably even walk home instead of wait for Carlos. "Um Courtney," I looked to Bridget who was still sitting on the couch, staring at me with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry you had to see that, Bridget." I apologized, sitting next to her and smoothed my hands through my hair. "I just don't see why he would want to quit on me when we were getting so close." I sighed and closed my eyes, hands on my head.

"He cares about you," Bridget said. "He doesn't want you hurt." I opened my eyes and glanced at her.

"I guess you're right...but I can't stop now, Bridget. You have to understand that. Duncan may be afraid of me getting hurt but I'm not. I know I've already been to the hospital, I got the scar he doesn't. And you know something, that's exactly the reason why I want to find Alejandro. He left me a scar that I can't get rid of physically. He's going to pay for that by my own hands." I probably would never do anything as rash as trying to kill him like he did Heather and I but if only I could see him locked up and that smug smile wiped off of his face I'd be happy.

"I understand you, Courtney. But maybe you should go, I don't know...apologize to him. Explain to him like you did to me why this means so much to you." Bridget offered.

"He wouldn't understand, Bridget."

"You could try and make him." She had a point. I sighed again and stood up, glancing to Bridget who gave me an encouraging smile. I smiled back and went to the front door, hopping Duncan hadn't actually decided to walk back home.

"Duncan..." I muttered, opening the door. He wasn't there. Did he really walk back home? I started looking around for him when Carlos pulled up. "I thought you weren't going to be back for another few hours." I said as he got out.

"Didn't I tell you being famous had it's perks. They aren't the same tires but they'll hold until I can get some new ones." Carlos told me. "So, where's Duncan?"

"We...kind of had a fight and I guess he walked back." I said. "He'll be fine." I added.

"I hope so. So, what's our next plan of action?" he asked as we walked back in.

"We have to find her." I said, pulling out the picture of LeShawna. "I went to Bridget's neighbor's house and she looked up the information on her."

"That fast?"

"She seems to be a little crazy but she's a wiz on the computer." I said.

"Hey, where's Duncan?" Bridget asked as we sat back down.

"He must have left. I-" I stopped as someone knocked on the door.

"That's probably Geoff," Bridget said, getting up the answer the door. She opened and in ran Sierra, eyes wide and frantic. "Sierra, whats the matter?"

"I was looking out the window and saw a green haired guy walking down the street." Sierra explained.

"That's Duncan!"

"Yeah, I saw him come out of here and he looked really mad and started going down the street when a car pulled up next to him. A car with Alejandro in it! Some guy came out and took Duncan!" I gasped and tried to stop the tears that began to pile in my eyes. I wouldn't normally cry, Duncan was tough, he could always take care of himself no matter what situation he was in but this was different! Alejandro was dangerous, there was no telling what he could do to him.

"Please tell me you got the license plate number?" I asked, staring at her with wide, hopeful eyes. She bit her lip and shook her head.

"There was no plate," she said and I put my face in my hands.

"No...Duncan..." I cried silently. This couldn't be happening.

"Don't worry, Courtney. Duncan will be okay. Alejandro won't do anything to him with out a reason." Carlos said, rubbing circles on my back. I wiped my eyes and looked up at him, sniffling.

"I hope you're right..." I said then jumped as my phone went off. I took it out and looked at the number. I gasped and pressed the talk button. "Duncan!"

"Not quiet..."

A/N2: Guess who? MWAHAHAHAHA! You probably already know though, right? It feels so good to be continuing this story and I'm hopping I can get a bit more comments if that isn't too much to ask for-seeing as how that's the only thing I ask for. But anywho, I'll try to keep a regular update schedule with this but I'm not making any promises. Anyways, please review, please suggest, please go past go and collect two hundred dollars-oops wrong one. 8D