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They just sat, staring at me. Not saying a word, or even moving.

"I'm sorry that I let you thought I was dead for 10 years but it was for your own safety. I didn't want to do it. Haven't you ever wondered why and how the letter I wrote ended up on my bed so quick? When he shot me I had a bullet proof vest on. I never wanted to put you through the grief of losing a brother but it was either that, or one of you would have been taken and tortured" I tried to explain but they still looked like statues "Say something" I begged

Gordon was the first to move "Alan?" was all he said before engulfing me in a bone crushing hug. It wasn't long before the others followed suit

"Can't…breathe" I managed to get out and they quickly released me "I know you have every right to be mad at me right now, but I do really need your help. The same people that were after me before kidnapped my two eldest kids and killed Zia…"

"Who's Zia?" Scott asked

"Zia is…was Vance's partner" I say sadly. It still hasn't sunk in yet, but I need to focus on what is really important, getting Scooter and Jonas back. "I need to go and sign Alexia's release papers and see how Vance is doing and if there are any improvements. You can come if you want but right now I need to go and pick up Vinnie from the daycare"

"Who's Vance and Vinnie?" I heard Virgil whisper but I didn't reply, instead, I made my way over to my car and drove to the daycare, with my brother's following behind me.

As I walked up the path of sunshine daycare, I knew something was wrong. It was too quite. The daycare is never quite.

"Aren't daycare's usually noisier?" I heard Gordon ask

"Stay here" I instructed but I knew it was pointless "Stay at the door. I do not need more people that I care about taken, and if it is my life for any one of yours, then I would gladly give it, so stay at the door and don't come in no matter what… unless you are being attacked" I didn't wait for their answer, instead I rushed inside. The first thing I noticed was all the tables and toys scatter all over the floor. There was no around. I scanned the room and my eyes landed on a note taped to a desk

We now have all of your children, including Melody. Met us where it all began in three days.

B

I grabbed the note off the table and ran towards the door. I never made it. All I knew was that I had a horrible pain in my neck.

When I next woke, my brothers were standing over me and Virgil was checking my vitals.

"How long was I out?"

"We don't know. We just came in because you were taking too long" Scott said wryly.

"Who's Melody?" Gordon asked. I slightly grimace at the thought of those men having her and my 3 children. We all adore the 3 four-year-old and my two-year-old like they were kings and queens.

"I'll explain everything once I know how Vance is and sign the release papers for Alexia," I said as I got up. I quickly left. I didn't want my brothers to ask any more questions. Even them knowing that I was alive was dangerous but I did think that they deserved to know. On my way to the car I called one of the teachers and apparently they were out on a walk and no one was at the daycare because one of the kids had hurt themselves while they were out. I asked about Melody and Vinnie and she couldn't find them amongst the group so I told her not to worry, I know what happened to them and hung up. I don't think this day could get any worst.

I was wrong, 5 minutes into the drive and was met with a gun to the back of my head

"Don't stop driving. Continue on driving to the hospital"

"What do you want and who are you?" I asked

"Doesn't matter. What do your brothers know about you and what you have been up to?" the voice questioned

"All they know is that I faked my death so that they wouldn't be hurt"

"You're lying. What do they know?"

"I didn't tell them anything, I swear. They have no idea what's going on"

"They better not otherwise Zia won't be the last person the dies because of you. If you tell them exactly why you made them believe for 10 years that you were dead, then they will be paying me a visit" Then he was gone and I had reached the hospital.