~Ah! I'm so sorry for the late update! I've had writer's block! I apologize! I really hope this chapter makes up for it!~

Disclaimer: I own no one, except for Chuck, Bill, and Josh! They are all mine. . .unfortunately =P

The next morning:

Dougie was jerked awake by the door swinging open, and all three of his kidnappers entered the room. Chuck grabbed him by his shirt and hauled him up. "You're so lucky, guess where you're goin'?"

Dougie's heart began to beat excitedly. 'Oh please, please take me home!'

"You're goin' back to your gay boy band, but first," He took out a syringe. Dougie's eyes widened and he began to struggle against him. Chuck stabbed the needle in his arm and Dougie immediately felt a rush, it felt good and bad at the same time, it made him dizzy. And he struggled to keep standing. Everything after that went by in a blur.

At the Mcfly house:

Tom had just gotten back from the bank with the money in a big black suitcase. And now the three boys were sitting around the living room, with the suitcase on the coffee table. They were staring at it.

"I can't believe we're just going to hand over 3 million dollars and let them get away with this." Tom said.

"I think we need to tell Fletch." Harry stated.
Danny thought about this for a long time before saying, "But you heard what they said, we're not supposed to tell anyone or Dougie gets hurt."

Harry sighed. "I know, but we can't let them get away."

Tom had his elbows resting on his knees and his chin laying on his clenched fistes. "I'll call Fletch."

Tom went to the bathroom, because he didn't want the kidnappers to know what he was doing, and called Fletch and explained everything that had happened. Fletch said he would call the police, but give them plenty of time to get Dougie back.

They were in the living room again when suddenly the front door swung open and Chuck dragged a stumbling Dougie in. Josh and Bill walked closely behind them. Bill closed the door.

The Mcfly boys immediately stood up.

"DOUGIE!" Danny yelled, happily. His smile fell when he noticed something was off about his friend. Dougie's eyes were clouded over and he acted like he didn't even know what was going on, but he began to sober up a little when he saw his friends, he was still too weak and dizzy to do anything though.

"What did you do to him?" Danny yelled.

Chuck laughed, "I didn't feel like putting up with his fighting today."

"So-so you . . . drugged him?"

"Yeah, I like him better this way. Back to business; where's the money?"

Tom lifted the suitcase off the table, "Right here."

"Give us Dougie and we'll give you the money." Danny said.

Chuck just smirked, and shoved Dougie hard, he stumbled. Danny caught him and held onto him tight. Tears streamed down his face. "Dougie," He looked down at the youngest member of Mcfly, and brushed the hair out of his face. "Oh God, Dougie." He hugged him tight again, afraid if he let go of him, then he would be taken from him again. And Danny couldn't stand that.

Tom, with shaking hands, handed Chuck the suitcase. Chuck grabbed it and opened it, checking to see if it was all there. He smiled and took out a gun; he pointed it at the band members. "Well, it was nice doing business with you boys."

"What? You-you said-" Tom began, but Josh interrupted him.

"We know what we said, and we lied."

Josh and Bill had pulled their guns out too.

"And I think we'll start wiiiith. . . you; you've given us nothing but trouble." He looked at Dougie.

Danny's grip on Dougie tightened. "If you lay one finger on him, so help me God. . . "

"Looks like we already layed a finger on him. It was so much fun listening to him scream." Bill said.

Danny growled. He was so mad he couldn't think straight; he couldn't find the words he wanted to say to these men.

Dougie's grip on Danny's shirt was weak, but he tried his best to hold onto his best friend as tight as he could.

"Okay, but I get shoot this one." Bill smirked at Danny and cocked his gun. "You," He pointed to Danny. "Stand over there."

Danny stood his ground; he stayed there holding Dougie. "If I do, you can't hurt them." He pointed to his friends.

"Danny!" Tom yelled.

"Don't be stupid Danny!" Harry yelled.

"You're trying to make a deal with me, kid?"

"What am I? Speaking German? Yeah, that's what I'm saying."

"Danny," Dougie slurred. "You can't." Danny looked into Dougie's big, pleading blue eyes. And slowly nodded, "Everything will be okay."

He stood about two feet from his best friend. Bill was aiming for Danny.

Suddenly the door burst open, a cop tackled Bill to the ground, his gun went off, and Danny was pushed out of the way. Dougie was hit in his upper arm. He fell to his knees, clutching his wound.

"DOUGIE!" Danny yelled as he ran over and dropped to his knees in front of the young boy. Tom and Harry got to their knees as well.

Tom gently led Dougie's hand away from his wound. "It's not bad. It's not bad at all. It's just like . . .a big cut." Tom unzipped his hoodie and wrapped it tightly around Dougie's arm.

"We need an ambulance!" Harry yelled.

Danny cupped Dougie's face in his hands. "Why did you do that, dougs? Huh? You stupid, stupid moron."

"Sorry", His words were slurred and Danny didn't know if it was from the drugs or from losing blood.

Dougie was struggling to keep his eyes open, well he had been having trouble keeping his open since they got there, it was because of the drugs. He started to fall backwards, but Danny grasped his arms, "Hey, hey, hey. No, you gotta stay awake for me, okay? Can you do that Dougs?"

Dougie, somewhat nodded.

Danny instantly had an idea. He began to sing.

People marching to the drums,
Everybody's having fun to the sound of love,

"Come on, Dougs. Sing with me."
Dougie grinned weakly, and began to sing, while Danny held him.

Ugly is the world we're on
If I'm right then prove me wrong
I'm stunned (to find a place we belong)

Dougie whispered the last few words. He was so weak and tired. He finally passed out in Danny's arms.

"Dougie? Dougie!" Danny yelled. Paramedics rushed in and jerked Dougie from Danny. "I want to ride with him." Danny said standing up.

"Sorry, kid. He's lost too much blood already." One of them said.

Danny looked down at his hands and sure enough there was blood on them. Tears stung his eyes again. Dougie, his best friend was taken from him once again.

~Okay! I think that there will be only like one or two more chapters. I'll try to update as soon as I can! Reviews please!~