Andre watched tiredly from his position on the couch as his girlfriend paced back and forth across her living room floor. It was a ridiculously early hour of the morning, and they hadn't been to sleep yet. After arriving home, Tori had insisted on staying up and looking for anything to do that could possibly save their friends.

Tori mumbled to herself as she paced backwards and forwards, running her hands through her messy hair as her mind raced madly. She knew she was beginning to lose it from the lack of sleep, but she didn't care. All she cared about was finally getting her friends back, and getting justice for what Stanley had put them through each time this happened.

"Tori," Andre called, his voice soft. She looked up, her eyes shining with exhaustion in the dim light. She stared at him for a moment before dropping her head and returning to her previous actions. Andre sighed and yawned, stretching his tired muscles as he looked behind his girlfriend to where David was sitting in the kitchen.

David too noticed Tori's state and he knew his daughter desperately needed sleep. He closed over his PearBook and stood up from his seat at the dining table, "Baby, go get some rest," he told his daughter, reaching out and rubbing his hands up and down her arms.

"I can't, I have to do something. I have to help them," Tori said, her voice shaking.

"And you will in the morning. Go to bed," he told her, turning into the serious father figure.

Tori sighed and rubbed her hands over her face, her eyes burning with exhaustion, "Okay," she breathed.

Andre stood up and took her hand in his, guiding her across the living room and up the stairs towards her bedroom. They entered her dark bedroom and immediately climbed into her bed, their tired muscles immediately relaxing into the mattress beneath them.

"We have to do something," Tori mumbled as she cuddled into Andre, her voice muffled against his shoulder.

"We will. Don't worry, we'll think of something," he whispered in response, pressing a lingering kiss to her hair as his eyes closed, his body succumbing to sleep already. But as he drifted off, his mind also began to wander. On the outside, he may be cool, calm and collected for Tori's sake. But on the inside, he too was freaking out. He was desperate to find their friends, he just hoped they found them in time.

Miles away, Robbie was mimicking Tori's pacing, only he was doing it in a damp, dirty basement in the middle of nowhere as opposed to a living room in the Hollywood hills. His chain dragged loudly behind him as he paced back and forth. He ran his hands through his hair and glanced up to the door to the basement every now and again, praying that Cat would appear. His cheek throbbed painfully from when Jessica had beaten him with the pliers, but he ignored it, knowing that Cat could be experiencing ten times that amount of pain right upstairs.

"Robbie, stop," Jade croaked from across the room as the curly haired boy's chain dragged across the floor again - the sound causing Jade's head to thump persistently. She had her head resting against Beck's neck as his fingertips soothingly tickled her neck and had been for the past hour.

"No!" Robbie cried suddenly, making Jade jump in surprise, "They have Cat, what am I supposed to do, Jade?"

Jade stayed silent, knowing Robbie was right. She was freaking out inside. After what happened to her, the fact that they had taken Cat made her stomach churn violently. She just prayed that Stanley wasn't planning on doing the same things to the redhead. Her eyes fell from Robbie's pacing figure and down to her bruised thighs. She closed her eyes and swallowed back down the vomit in her throat.

Suddenly, the door to the basement flew open and Stanley appeared. Immediately, Jade's body froze at the mere sight of him. Beck too froze before holding Jade tightly to his body, glaring up at Stanley as his blood boiled.

But as the rest of Stanley's body came into view, the teenagers soon realised that he was not alone. Over his shoulder, was a barely conscious Caterina Valentine.

Robbie immediately stilled as his face fell, his eyes wide and his mouth open. His eyes followed Stanley down the steps, and as soon as his feet touched the basement floor, Robbie stormed over to him, only making it so far until his chain pulled him back.

"You son of a bitch!" Robbie yelled, struggling to keep his balance as Stanley smirked at him before roughly depositing Cat down on the floor.

"Watch your mouth, sunshine," he smirked before turning and heading back upstairs, slamming the door loudly behind him.

"Cat," Jade choked as she looked at her best friend.

Robbie let out a sob as he crawled over to his girlfriend and gathered her into his arms. Beck and Jade moved closer and their hearts broke at the sight of Cat's beaten body. Jade reached out with her good hand and stroked Cat's hair away from her face, tears filling her eyes. She leaned down and buried her face in Cat's neck as her hand stroked Cat's cheek.

"Everything hurts," Cat croaked, a tear slipping down her cheek.

"I got you," Robbie breathed, "I got you."

Beck reached out and slipped his hand into one of Cat's as his other arm wrapped around Jade and held her to him, "We gotta get out of here," he whispered.

Andre was fast asleep, and had been for a while now. On the other hand, Tori was still wide awake as her mind raced. She was absolutely desperate to think of something that would get them one step closer to finding their friends and finally taking down Stanley once and for all.

Her eyes scanned around her room as sleep eluded her. There had to be something, anything. She focused on the wall across from her for several minutes until something hit her.

An idea.

She had something