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Officer Garcia hesitated slightly before raising his arm and knocking on the door of the Knight household, about four other officers behind him and more on the way in case they needed back up. The station had gotten a call from the neighbors saying that a blond teen had ran out yelling for help before he was dragged back inside. They also reported hearing a loud tortured scream from the household only moments later.

A few seconds later, a woman who looked about in her mid 30's answered the door.

"Yes? Have you found our son!?" She asked her eyes lighting up convincingly once she saw the officer.

"No, I'm sorry to say that we haven't found Kendall yet, but we do have a lead to where he might be. May we come in?" Officer Garcia replied.

Mrs. Knight nodded and opened the door for the officers and they walked in. Officer Garcia could have sworn he heard a slight banging sound coming from upstairs.

"Mrs. Knight, if you don't mind me asking, what is that banging sound coming from upstairs?" He asked letting curiosity and suspicion get the best of him.

"Oh," She hesitated for a moment. "I put a load of laundry in a little bit ago, it should be finished soon." She smiled nervously.

Officer Garcia smiled kindly and nodded, noting her nervous smile.

"Well, we would like to speak to both you and your husband quickly before we can get on looking for your son."

Mrs. Knight nodded and yelled up the stairs. "KENT! WE HAVE COMPANY!"

Officer Garcia listened closely and heard the banging suddenly come to a halt, he heard one more bang and a door shut, then another, before Kent Knight walked downstairs.

"Yes? Did you find Kendall?" He asked, putting on a false look of worry, concern, and hope, knowing that the answer was, of course, no, they would never find him, because he wasn't actually missing.

Officer Garcia examined him for a moment, noting that he had what looked like blood on his knuckles before speaking. "Mr and Mrs Knight, we have a search warrant and suspicions to check your house." Officer Garcia said holding up the warrant before getting up to search the home.

Here he was again, the beatings were getting worse now, his father didn't just leave bruises anymore, he beat Kendall until he was bleeding, and now, they HARDLY fed him enough to keep him alive, same for drinks, giving him only ONE bottle of water to drink for a whole one or two weeks before giving him another, he even had to pee in the empty bottles if he had to use the restroom now.

He winced in pain as Kent took his broken arm and yanked him up before slamming him against the wall repeatedly, then started punching him.

"KENT! WE HAVE COMPANY!" They heard Mrs. Knight yell from downstairs.

immediately Kent froze. He quickly grabbed Kendall by the collar of his shirt and dragged him over to the closet, he shoved him in harshly.

"Don't make a sound, or you won't live to see tomorrow." He whispered harshly before slamming the door, locking it behind him quickly as he was in a rush to get downstairs, and walked out...

The officers searched everywhere in the house, save for the one room that was locked, Kendall's old room.

"Mr. Knight, would you mind giving me the key to unlock this door please?" Officer Garcia asked after ha had attempted to open it the first time.

Kent plastered on a fake smile and handed him the key. Officer Garcia unlocked the door and barged in, shocked at what he saw. An officer behind him saw as well and knew what he had to do. The officer behind him turned around to face the Knights and smiled kindly, like he hadn't seen the room.

"Sir, we're going to need both you and your wife to come downstairs with us please, we just need to ask a few questions, like, what the date was when Kendall went missing and when and where you last saw him." Both Knights nodded and followed some officers back into the living room down stairs, completely unaware of the condition of the room.

When Officer Garcia was sure the Knights were completely downstairs, he walked into the room. What he saw, almost made him sick. I mean it did make him sick, but it almost made him throw up. It was awful. There where dents and holes in the walls and even some on the floor, with slight traces of blood around and on them, like someone had been smashed and slammed into them multiple times, traces of blood everywhere, smeared on the wall, on the cracked dents in the walls, the floor, door knobs and a closet. It looked like it was fresh blood, it trailed slightly streaking to the closet, normally, he might have over looked the closet, but he never did when it came to serious things like this. I mean sure, during training, he completely forgot and overlooked the closet, but over time, he learned how important it was. Thank you training. He slowly made his way to it, placing his hand gently on the knob and twisting it, well, at least attempting to, but it was locked.

"Damn." He muttered under his breath.

But then he had a thought, he just prayed to God that it would work.

He knocked on the closet door to see, to try an experiment of sorts if you will.

"Kendall? Are you in there son? It's Carlos' father, Ted Garcia, remember? Your parents are downstairs, they won't know if you make any noise. I'm here to get you out of here. Are you in there son?" He tried, speaking gently to help make sure Kendall knew he was there to help.

Meanwhile on the other side of the closet door, Kendall's ears perked up at hearing his best friend's dad's voice again for the first time in about two years. He sat up slowly. What if this was a trick? What if it wasn't really him? I mean, sure he heard his voice but, it also could have been his father doing an imitation or impression of Carlos' dad to see if Kendall would make any noise. If he did let him know he was in the closet, there was a good chance he could get out of here for good, put his parents in jail, live a better life, but on the other hand, he could die, he knew his dad would keep good to that promise. This was literally a choice between life and death here, between living a free life, living a tortured life, and not even living at all.

"Kendall, if you're in there, give me a sign alright? Knock on the closet door, speak, meow like a kitten, anything."

Kendall gave a small smile, the first real smile he had since this all began. The last time he smiled was the hopeful smile towards his mother, that was wiped off of his face quickly when he saw her expression.

But meow like a kitten? Only Carlos' dad would think to say something like that, so it was then Kendall decided, between life or death.

Officer Garcia listened intently on the other side of the door, his ear close to the closet door as Kendall slowly raised his non broken hand on the other side of the door, and tapped it once, twice, three times before closing his eyes and waiting, waiting for either Carlos' dad to rescue him, or to get mercilessly beaten and killed by his father.

Officer Garcia's heart leapt at the small noise. He took his hand off the door knob and slipped it into his uniform pocket, digging around until he found what he was looking for. He grasped it and pulled the key that Kent Knight had given him earlier out of his pocket and went to unlock the closet door. He placed the key into the key hole in the door knob and prayed it was the same key as the first door and that it would work. The key fit! He turned it, twisted the knob and pulled the key out, slipping it into his pocket again quickly, and opened the door.

His jaw hung open at the sight he saw, there was the kid, who was like his own son and Carlos' brother, in a defensive position, shielding himself with his arms, beaten, bloody, bruised, and broken.

Kendall heard the key click and the door swing open, he raised his arms in defence, crossing them over his face like they would protect him, in fear that it really was his father just playing one big sick joke on him. But instead of feeling the hard blow he was expecting, or getting yanked out of the closet, he received a giant, careful bear hug, the kind of bear hug that only a Garcia could give.

"Kendall! Son! I'm so glad you're safe and alive! You know Carlos Logan and James were worried sick about you? James still is, so are the others, but I'll explain everything later alright?"

Kendall just started crying and nodded. He couldn't believe it! He was finally saved!

Officer Garcia pulled away from Kendall and whipped out his walkie-talkie quickly. He pressed the button on the side of the small device and spoke into it.

"Officer Russo? We've got a PSC, Possible suspect confirmed, arrest both of the Knights and take them down to the station please."

Kendall heard yelling and a CRASH!, Then the sound of handcuffs and the officer's usual routine of, "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can and will be used against you in the court state of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you do not have an attorney, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand these rights?", More yelling and protesting, coming from his parents account, and then the slam of the front door.

Kendall looked out the small window of his room, he was just at the right angle to see his 'parents' being shoved into the back of the police car, the officer slam the door, get in himself, and the car drive away to the police station, sirens blaring and flashing.

"Officer Garcia, do you have the boy?" An officers voice came from the walkie-talkie in Ted Garcia's hand.

"Yes, I've got Kendall. He's in critical condition, bloody and beat up, possibly some broken bones, he may be a 15m (Mental case) due to trauma, but we'll have to see. We need to get him medical attention ASAP. I'll take him to the hospital myself. And Russo? Can you do me a favor? Call James, tell him we found Kendall, tell him to meet me at Stadium Hospital on 6th immediately."

James? Why just James? What happened to the others? Kendall wondered.

"Copy that sir, I'll get right to it." The officer's voice, who Kendall assumed was Russo, said.

"Thanks Russo." Ted said into the walkie-talkie before putting it into its place in his belt again with a SNAP! As it snapped into the holding case next to his gun.

"Come on Kendall, let's get you to the hospital." Officer Garcia said helping Kendall up. Kendall's non broken arm slung over Officer Garcia's neck. Ted supported Kendall's weight as he helped him limp and stumble out of his room, down the stairs, and out the door. By the time they walked out, Kendall had noticed his neighbor standing outside and he gave her a small smile, which made him wince slightly. Did she save him? Did she hear him screaming? Was she the one who called the police station? Was she the one who set him free from this hell hole with just one simple phone call? Was she the one that saved his life?

Kendall stopped limping and looked towards her, Officer Garcia stopped as well, wondering why Kendall had stopped. Kendall looked at his neighbor, trying to make his voice work, she was a woman in her mid to late 20's, she was wearing a plaid red shirt, jeans, and Vans, her usual style, much like Kendall's own, she had darkish brown hair that ended just above her shoulders, and bright blue eyes. They had always been good friends before, well, all of this happened.

"T-Thank you Stephanie." Kendall rasped out.

Stephanie smiled and ran over to Kendall, giving him a gentle hug once she reached him, seeing as how fragile he looked.

"No problem Kendall, I just wish I would have known sooner." She smiled and Kendall nodded before speaking again.

"No really, thank you Stephanie, you saved my life, I owe my life to you!" He smiled slightly and chuckled slightly, but then winced in pain as the only small, simple actions, still caused him pain.

"You saved my life once, I'll be sure to come visit you in the hospital as soon as I can." She smiled and hugged him carefully again.

Kendall smiled slightly and nodded wondering how he saved her life.

"I-I'd like that."

Stephanie smiled. "Me too."

Kendall nodded slightly, trying not to wince again, but failing, and started waving bye to her. She waved back and returned to her own house.

Officer Garcia helped him walk, or, limp again to his police car. He helped Kendall in and made sure to buckle his seat belt before closing the door and getting into the driver's side quickly, starting up the car and turning on the sirens.

Kendall felt like he was drifting in and out of conciousness as Officer Garcia sped down as fast as he could to the hospital, but the one thing well, person, on his mind and keeping him conscious the whole time was none other than his best friend and crush that he never forgot about, the one person he thought about every time he needed to get through something rough, especially the last two years, none other, then the sexy, beautiful, perfect, hazel eyed pretty boy, James Diamond.

Yeah so, YAY! LONG CHAPTER! AND KENDALL ESCAPED! YAY! :D James should be coming in the next chapter too! So get exited about that! ;) I hope you enjoyed it! Any guesses to what happened to Logan and Carlos? And any guesses to how Kendall saved Stephanie's life? Anyways! Please Review! :) You'll get a virtual chocolate chip cookie! Or whatever flavor you want! ;)