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Chapter 4- Awake

As Jake Ryan awoke, his head was thrown into an unimaginable pain. He attempted to reach up with his hands, but found they were bound behind his back. He couldn't see a thing, nothing but blackness. He heard other breathing close by, slow and even. He was startled when something next to his shoulder moved, and the breathing became rapid. He tried to remember what had happened, but his head hurt even more. Then it came back to him. The plane, the pilot's voice, Miley….Miley! Hannah Montana? His mind was so confused. He rolled his head, trying to clear it.

Lily was sitting bolt upright. She couldn't see, and she couldn't talk, but she felt a presence next to her, and the thought that she wasn't alone comforted her a bit. Her mind ran over what little she could recall from the morning. Or was it yesterday? Two days ago? She had no sense of time. The skate park man. He had done this. She was going to meet him outside the school, and he had grabbed her. Her mind was a whirl of colors as she replayed her kidnapping over and over in her mind. The gun…but she was alive. At least, for now. But no doubt that could change in a heartbeat. No, Lily, No! Don't think like that. Don't say goodbye. Don't say goodbye…

Mr. Stuart was hardly awake. That sweet, sickly scent still lingered with him. He could see only a blend colors, no clear images. Was he alone? Miley….record deal…Dolly…Mohawk. What had happened? Ahh…his head. His arms felt like lead, and no matter how he tried, he couldn't lift them. If he cold walk, he knew his feet would turn to goop and his legs would become jelly. So, so tired. 'I must not fall asleep, I must not fall…..'

Oliver awoke. Where was he? Aunt Millie's? Sure smelled like it. Hey, maybe Grandma brought cookies. He reached out…nothing. Some "family get together." A noise. What was that?! A crackling fire. Soon it'd be time to have smores'.

Jackson snored.

HANNAHMONTANA HANNAH MONTANA HANNAH MONTANA

Miley fell in and out of sleep. In her waking moments she noticed they were getting closer and closer to their destination. When she was asleep her mind's eye presented a blur of images. There was Jake! Lily, Oliver…and a person in black. There was a cruel, sinister laugh. Her family and friends were in trouble! And always the laugh. Her friends and family were calling to her: "Miley, Miley…"

"Miley! Miley! Wake up, darlin'! We're here!" Dolly shook Miley violently.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Miley lashed out at her unseen force until she woke. "Oh Aunt Dolly, I'm so sorry! I saw…I thought…"

"Ohhh, don't worry about it. We gotta get to looking for them clues!" Dolly steeped aside, and pulled Miley out of the car.

Miley stared up at the dark building. "Are you sure this is the right address?"

"It's the address your daddy gave me. And he's never failed me before." She paused, rethinking what she'd said. "At least, he's never failed me when it's important."

Dolly and Miley were doubled over, searching the ground for any evidence that may still be there from the past few nights. There was a crunching sound, and Aunt Dolly stood up, a look of triumph on her face.

She bent her knee and took something off the heel of her boot. It was a scrap of paper, a special kind of paper. Slightly glossy, and very colorful. Miley knew she had seen it before, but she couldn't place where. She took it from Dolly's hands, and examined it closely. She knew what it was, but she couldn't think.

There was little besides color on the scrap of paper, but they could see a small statement in bright red ink it said: …on's fan club. Obviously, the ..on had been cut off, but there was also a phone number.

Dolly held the paper high, like a trophy, "Never underestimate the power of fashionable boots." She reached into her hair and started pulling at it.

"Aunt Dolly, I don't think this is the best time to your hair," Miley said, just as Dolly succeeded in pulling out her cell phone.

Miley punched in the phone number and pressed her ear to the speaker of the phone, and as they waited for whoever it was to answer, they focused their thoughts, as if the more they concentrated on the phone, the fast someone would pick up.

As they listened to the ringing on the other end of the line, they didn't notice the shadow that emerged from the alleyway. It wasn't until they felt the breath on their necks that they turned, and Dolly's face opened into a scream that would never be released….

HANNAH MONTANA HANNAH MONTANA HANNAH MONTANA

"Never fear, ROXIE is here!" Roxie shouted.

But she realized too late that she was shouting at an empty street.

"Dang, they're gonna do DOUBLE Roxie time!" And with that, she hopped back into the cab, and drove off.

Bob the Pigeon 73: So, like it or love it, it doesn't matter unless you tell us! And for those of you who are a little confused about Oliver, he's just hallucinating.

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