A/N: I wrote this when it was kind of late so if there's like a ton of spelling errors I'm sorry.

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Jake sighed and looked at his watch. This wasn't like Miley to be late. "Sir?" a voice asked. Jake looked up to see a young waitress who looked to be only twenty-one. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave. It's closing time."

Jake nodded and got up and left. His stomach growled but he paid no attention to it. His mind was wondering were Miley was. Then that thought that everyone fears came into his mind. "What if something happened to her?" Jake got into his car and drove home quickly while scanning the area around him for any signs of an accident. He walked up to the front door and unlocked it. He frantically turned on lights and found nothing to be there. He looked at the answering machine and nothing was on there. "Where the heck is she?" he questioned.

He picked up the phone and dialed the police station number. "Hello?" A nazzle voice asked.

"Have there been any reported accidents?" Jake asked. His heart was pumping at a rapid pace.

"Look, do you realize how many accidents are reported a day?" the lady said rather rudely.

Jake swallowed hard. "Have there been any reported with the license plate number…" he trailed off trying to remember Miley's plate number. It hit him. "3T4-545?"

"One moment…" Jake heard typing on the other end of the phone. "No, I'm sorry there have been no accidents reported with that number." The lady hung up and Jake sat at the kitchen table stunned. He hung up the cordless and placed it on the table.

"Where could she be?" he questioned. He picked up the phone and dialed the number, the number he hoped he'd find Miley at.

"Hello?" he heard a voice ask.

"Robbie?" Jake questioned, fear once again clenched him.

"Jake, we've been over this before, call me dad." He said in a threatening but yet joking manner

"Right." He replied. "I was wondering if Miley was over there… She never showed up tonight and I can't find her anywhere!" Silence fell on the other end of the line. "Hello?" he asked.

"This is every parents worst fear… finding out that their child is missing…" Robbie sighed. "Have you tried calling everyone else?"

"Not yet." Jake replied as he ran a hand over his face.

"Call me once you get more information." Robbie told him. He hung up after that leaving Jake to start calling many friends, each one saying that they hadn't seen Miley. He called up Robbie and told him what he had learned and then went up to bed… like he was going to sleep tonight, he ended up lying in bed the whole night staring at the ceiling with Miley grasping his every thought.

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Miley awoke from her unexpected sleep and looked around her surroundings. Where was she? How far was she from Malibu? Was she even in Malibu? A door opened and the same guy that had abducted her walked in. He looked at her hard in the eyes. He then proceeded to a small coffee table in the room and placed a small thing of food on it. He looked at Miley again and quickly left the room locking the door behind him.

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A/N: The plot thickens! I apologies if Jake seemed out of character but hey give him credit, he's freakin' worried about his wife! Review!