We heard the door open in the other cell. Then our door opened and a man handed me three plates. Joe and Nick began eating.

"Tay, aren't you going to eat?" Joe asked me.

"No, I'm not hungry." I answered. I heard them gasp and when I looked at them, their jaws dropped.

"What?" I was confused.

"You never turned down food before since I've known you." Joe said. I heard a hint of concern in his voice and smiled.

"Sorry, I just don't feel like eating." As I said that, my knees started buckling. I had a feeling my fear and worry as catching up to me. I fell to the ground clutching my stomach. Nick and Joe were by my side in a second.

"I told you to eat." Joe said. The concern in his voice was evident now. But my head was hurting to much to think about it.

"You'll be okay, Taylor." Was the last thing I heard Joe say before I lost consciousness.

Joe's POV

"Let's put her on the cot, Joe." Nick said. I helped him lift Taylor up and gently placed her on the cot.

"Guys, what's wrong?" I heard Kevin's voice from the other cell.

"I think Taylor had a panic attack." Nick told him.

"She even turned down food!" I added loudly. Nick shushed me and I turned to look at Taylor. She looks so cute when she's sleeping.

Joe stop it. She only loves you as a friend. She won't like you as anything else. Stop it.

I sat on the floor next to my cot, fighting with myself. As I drifted off to sleep, I decided I was going to tell her because I could lose her any time now. I felt Nick lay down next me and I fell asleep.

Taylor's POV 45 minutes later

"Uunnh." I groaned as I held my head. I heard even breathing below me and, after clearing my head, looked down. Joe and Nick were sleeping next to the cot. Joe looked so cute when he slept.

Taylor, stop it. I scolded myself mentally. He only thinks of you as a friend, nothing more. I still couldn't help but think how safe I felt when he held my hand or when I looked into those beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Aaarrggh! I shook my head, trying to go back to reality. I noticed that the guard I had spotted before was gone and this concerned me a little. I went to get up, but I tripped over Nick's foot and sprawled on the ground. It hurt. A lot. At least I woke them up when I fell.

"Wha-" Nick and Joe were confused for a moment, then Joe spotted me.

"Taylor! Are you ok?" Joe was helping me up slowly.

"Yeah. Why was I on the cot before?" I asked him, curiosity in my eyes.

"We think you had a panic attack." Nick answered as Joe picked me up. I tried to protest but he just shook his head and put me down on the cot.

"Hey, one of you guys get up here. We need to talk. Nick had stacked some boxes and was looking through the barred window. I smiled as Juliet appeared.

Joe sat down next to me.

"Taylor…" Joe sounded so uncertain.

"Yes, Joe?" I was curious. Where was the brave, strong Joe I knew and loved?

"I…will you… I love you. Will you be my girlfriend?" Joe finally blurted out. I noticed he was holding my hand. I blinked speechless. I was lost in his eyes. I realized he had become quiet and was waiting for answer. I cleared my throat.

"Yes, Joe, of course. You're one of the most amazing people in my life." I was still staring at him and I knew it. I didn't care. He was my Joe. My Joe. I felt his strong arms wrap around me. There was the Joe I loved.

"Well, it's about time, you two." We pulled away and blushed. Nick was staring at us. Joe wanted to see how the others were doing. As he walked over to the boxes, we heard the cell door open and Kevin yell.

"Wait. No come back." Kevin yelled. All three of us froze. I gave Joe a look that said

'I'm scared, come here.' Pulling Nick with him, Joe sat next to me on the cot. I honestly felt safer as he put his arm around me. I didn't have that much time to feel safe as the door to our cell opened. I saw Juliet and Aly with their hands bound behind them. The rope looked strong. A man was holding each of them and a third entered our cell. He looked at the three of us and grabbed me unexpectedly. As he pulled my hands behind me, I gave Joe a scared look. He gave me a look saying 'It'll be okay.' The man started hustling me out of the cell.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Joe called, jumping up and moving to the door.

"Don't worry, your little band is next." One of the men said. I was staring at Joe until I couldn't see him anymore. The men marched us down a hallway. At a turn, I tried to get away, but the man holding me slammed me against a wall and I felt something cold on my throat. I knew it was a knife. I gulped as the man put it back in his pocket. He punched me, hard. We arrived in a room with six chairs. One of them men ordered me to tie Juliet and Aly to two of the chairs. Then, he made me put duct tape over their mouths. I was tied to a third chair more tightly than I had tied my sisters. One of them set up a camera and another put a paper in my lap.

"Read only that. Start when I wave my arm." He told me. I nodded. When I saw him move his arm I started reading.