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Todd's POV

"5000 bottles of milk on the wall, oh 5000 bottles of milk! you take one down pass it around and~". "STOP IT, JUST STOP IT!" I yelled interrupting Connie's 5000th verse of the song. "Someone's grouchy" Connie complained. "Well maybe I wouldn't be so grouchy if I wasn't in a truck with the world's worst singing altar for 5 hours while we're being driven to our death!" I shouted.

"Hey I've told you a million times Manning, I'm not the altar Kate is" Connie corrected me. "I don't care who the altar is, all I know is both of you better shut up!" I said silencing her, if only that had lasted. "Todd" Connie whispered. "What?" I said annoyed. "Are we there yet?" she asked. " Well considering the truck is still moving I'm going to go with no" I answered. "Okay" she replied. "Todd". "What?". "Are we there yet?". "Stop asking me that!".

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"Sam now would be a really nice time for you to wake up!" I said.

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"Sam!" I complained.

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"Sam!" I yelled at the exact same moment Sam burst awake. "What happened?" she asked. "Well aside from the altars version of High School Musical and the round of 20,000 questions we are now being carted off to our death because of Connie's big mouth!" I informed her. "This is not my fault!" Connie defended. "Oh yes it is!"

(Flashback)

"What am I going to do with you?" Jerry said. "You could let us go, and by us I mean me" I suggested. "I'm afraid that is not an option Mr. Manning" Jerry replied in his funny accent. "Not even for a bucket of chicken with a bullet hole in it?" I offered. "Hey this is my chicken you don't get to give it away!" Connie said. "Well I almost paid for it before you freaked out because of a missing condiment!" I yelled back. "I told him 3 TIMES, DON'T FORGET THE DIPING SAUCE, AND WHAT DO THEY DO, THEY FORGET THE DIPING SAUCE, DID YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO PAY THEM?" Connie questioned. "Yes, but you weren't going to anyway you wanted me to pay them and now chicken boy's dead and it's all your fault!" I yelled at her. "It is not my fault!" She defended.

"All I'm saying is I'm not the one who called for a chicken delivery in the middle of a kidnapping!" I replied. "IT IS NOT MY FAULT!" Connie screamed. "I~". "Please enough you can argue all you want later right now I'm trying to figure out where to move you" Jerry said interrupting me. Connie laughed as she walked up to Jerry "Listen Jer I think we all know what's going to happen. I placed a call to that chicken place and now little chicken boy over there is dead. When they realize he's missing they're going to come here find out what happened and know I was kidnapped. So, why don't you just quit while your ahead, and we can dump Sam and Mr. Blames~A~Lot back in Port Charles while you buy me a new bucket of chicken" Connie suggested putting a hand on Jerry's shoulder.

"I hate to admit this, but Mrs. Falconeri's right" Jerry said sighing. "She is!" Both me and Sam shouted shocked. "I mean, she is" I said walking twords the door. Jerry stopped me "Yes, she is I can no longer keep you, so I'll have to dispose of you" Jerry said his evil funny laughter the last thing Todd heard as he was hit over the head and blanked out.

(Present)

"Alright so Connie's stupidity got us a death sentence, why can't I remember any of this?" Sam questioned. " 'cuz after Jer Jer decided to off us he hit Todd over the head with his gun and gave you some of that sleepy forgety stuff" Connie attempted to explain. "Rightttttttttt" Sam said shaking her head. "Okay so now that we're all caught up, Todd are we there yet?" Connie asked. I rolled my eyes "Uh can't you take a nap or something I complained. "Good Idea Todd" Connie said lying back and closing her eyes. 5 seconds of silence later Connie said "Todd". "Do you enjoy torturing me?" I questioned. "Well I would fall asleep faster with a lullaby" Connie suggested. "Fine" I said sighing

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

I'm Going To throw you out of this car

If you do not close your eyes

shut your mouth or you will die

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Why is our death place so far?

After that Connie was suddenly very quiet. "God, I never thought I'd say this, but thank you Todd" Sam said enjoying the Connie-free silence. "Your wel~" I was cut off when the car suddenly stopped throwing Sam on me, and practically throwing Connie out the window. "What the, Todd! you tried to throw me out the window, I knew that song wasn't fiction!" Connie accused as she woke up to find her body outside the car window. "What! I! Me! Sam did it!" I accused ."What no I didn't" Sam said quickly moving over to help get Connie's head unstuck. "What ever helps you sleep at night" I muttered.

"Excuse me!" she replied leaving Connie stuck in the window. "Well, it wasn't me" I defended. "Yah, but I didn't~" I cut her off by saying "You see Connie she admitted it she tried to throw you out the window but your big head wouldn't fit, then again we shouldn't be surprised by that, I mean with all the personalities milling around in there I'm surprised your still able to hold your head above your shoulders" I reasoned. "Todd I'm going to~" before Connie could finish her threat the truck door opened.

"What's going on here?" asked Conner. "Oh we're just having a tea party sorry, you weren't invited" I said sarcastically. "What!" he yelled sounding truly offended. "What's going on with the truck?" Sam questioned. "Help me" Connie wailed, no one paid attention to her though. "We're having mechanical difficulties" he replied. "Help me!". "You ran out of gas, didn't you" I reasoned. "Maybe" he replied looking embarrassed.

"Help me" Connie continued screaming. "Hey Conner, say would you mind talking these tight handcuffs off they're so bad for your skin" Sam said smiling. "Uh sure" he replied walking over to Sam and uncuffing her. "Thank you so much" she said sweetly. "Help!" Connie yelled once again. She just doesn't give up does she?

"Now why don't you go help Connie out?" Sam suggested. Conner nodded and exited the vehicle locking the doors before going to pull out Connie. "Thanks Sam, it's nice to know you care" Connie said smirking. "Don't thank me yet" Sam replied pulling out a pair of keys and unlocking the door. "Hey were did you get those?" I questioned. "Were do you think?" she said preparing to leave. "Hey, aren't you going to let me out?" I asked. "Why should I?" she countered. "Sam". "Todd". "I'll buy you a puppy" I offered.

"Hmmmmm" she said pretending to think about it. "I'll buy you a puppy farm, just let me out!" I begged. "Fine" she said sighing and undoing my handcuffs. "What about me?" Connie asked. "Here" I said throwing her the keys. "Todd, Todd, Todddddddddd!" she yelled as Sam and I left the truck with Connie still stuck in the window. "Maybe we should help her" Sam said stopping. "Sam, if we go back to help her we'll get caught, and the only person that will help, is Jerry so, let's go" I said. "Alright" she muttered turning to follow me. "Not so fast"