A/N: So this one is a little different from the others. It's in Tom's point of view.

Chapter Four- Complicated

God dammit those fucking guys, I thought bitterly to myself. I watched as she became aware to how big this was.

"Tom." She questioned, her eyes widening.

There was only one thing I could say. "Shit."

"You're Tom." She said and then she started to laugh hysterically.

She's crazy, I knew it. "Listen calm down." I said trying to muffle her laughs. "If the guys find out you know who I am, they'll kill you."

Her laughs stopped abruptly and she began to compose herself. "I don't get it." She said looking at me

"It's…complicated." I said and left it at that.

Flashback: Club Night

I know she was mad when I cut in on the dance. I didn't want to, it was business, strictly business. I was just as reluctant as her to have her arms around my neck. I knew her type, the minute the Chief pointed her out to me. Beautiful, yes that was a given. Everything about her made you stop and admire, I have seen some striking women believe me but she was different. Beautiful eyes, the most amazing shade of blue against her flawless skin. Then her beautiful red hair that shimmered along with her seductive dress. Yes she was easy on the eyes but that was about it. She was that typical, selfish, teenage girl, I saw it. Getting into a bar that was for 21 years and older, making eye contact with any one who bothered to look at her, not a care in the world, and showing off everything she's worth. She was nothing new, nothing exciting. I decided I might as well be a decent guy. Seriously who gives a shit?

"I'm Tom." It was awkward. She didn't like me the minute she saw me. I remembered the way she looked at me when one of friends pointed me out. Like I was trash and believe I thought the same of her. Then her stupid friend who almost spilled all that soda on me, I hate fucking teenagers.

She didn't say anything back. Bitch. Her name was Jude Harrison, birthday today. The Chief knew everything about her but none of this has to do with her, she is just merely a tool in our whole plan.

She pulled away and mumbled something ridiculous. I couldn't believe it when she walked away. Believe me I wasn't yearning to be able to touch her or hold her but like I said before…bitch.

I walked over to the chief and his two morons, who I noticed earlier, were watching Jude and I.

"Hi." I said curtly. I was pissed to say the least.

"I guess your charm wasn't overpowering." The Chief snickered.

I looked at him. "She's a bitch."

"She seems sweet to me." One of the morons said.

I was about to say something but the Chief cut me off. "You two go wait outside the ladies room I believe that's where she went. Knock her out and take her out back through the back doors," He paused and looked at me for a moment. "You know where the truck is."

The two morons got up and headed towards the restrooms, leaving me and the Chief alone.

"She's a beauty." The Chief said, taking the last drink of his beer.

"Yeah," I agreed. "We should worry about the morons around her."

"They have name." The Chief said leaning back in his booth.

"So do you but you don't see me saying it." I pointed out.

He smiled at me. "So what should I call you Tom, the Eagle?" He questioned with a laugh.

"How original." I said sarcastically.

"The crime we are committing isn't exactly original so why start now?" He asked me, grinning.

I laughed. He has a point. I looked over to see her friends. They were looking for her, it was obvious. The girl was making a point to go to the restrooms and the guy was taking out his cell phone. I looked over at the Chief, who had noticed the same thing.

"You take the guy, I'll handle the girl." I nodded and we both got up. I made my way to the guy who was punching in numbers.

"Hi, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked him.

The guy looked up and almost dropped his phone. "I um.." He began, I could tell he thought I was mad about the soda incident. Believe me I was over it. He closed his phone causing me to relax.

"Listen, you look like a musician." I said studying him.

"Um…" He said intelligently, haha.

"Are you in a band or…" I said trailing off, I looked over at the Chief who was obviously flirting with the girl, believe me it was going both ways.

I saw the guy staring at them. "Um… no." He said glancing at me.

"Any music experience?" I asked him. "Because I think you would be perfect for my band."

He finally looked at me. "Seriously?" He questioned.

"Yeah you defiantly have the look," I almost laughed despite myself. "And I saw you dancing and you defiantly have rhythm." You know just the kind that doesn't exist.

"Really do you think so?" He asked excitedly.

"Yeah, definite potential." I said forcing a smile.

"Wow, I mean I knew I had talent when it came to music." He began pompously.

Oh jeez seriously man, you're not that special.

"But no one has ever pointed that out." He said smiling. "Except you." Then it was weird he looked at me and believe it was like those movies when guy see's girl and wedding bells ring.

Excuse me while I throw up in my mouth and die.

"Yeah well I have an eye for talent." I said thinking about the talent I usually acquired. You know the type you can find on the corner of 69th street.

"Wow, are you a producer?" He asked me.

Ha ha now that's funny, like I'd ever be a producer. "I guess you could say that."

"Really? Wow here's my number." He grabbed my hand, yes I mean grabbed it and wrote his number. Jamie 291-3023. Some guys walked past us and was like wait why are we at a gay club? And the idiot by him answered lesbians. Jamie didn't notice. He was too busy outlining the numbers making them become emended in my hand.

"Wow can I have your number; I really want to give you a call."

Wait, really? Is this guy queer? Really I have nothing against it but yeah I'm as strait as it gets.

"No I'll call you."

"Oh I thought we could maybe hangout." He said lightly.

Yeah about that… "What about that one chick? Aren't you two an item?" I asked him. Yes I said item, I'm embarrassed too. I should have been like are you doing her but sometimes I forget to be that typical asshole of a guy.

"Yeah." He answered.

Cue long awkward silence.

"Oh." I said finally. Yeah so now we stooped down to one word conversations. Believe me I'm on the edge of the seat as much as you.

"Yeah."

There he goes again.

"Oh." Ha no I'm kidding I didn't say that. I sort of just walked away. The morons had come back and they were attempting to do some weird hand signal, and in turn completely violating some chick. Ah classic.

After the chick had basically castrated one of the morons, we were all in a group together.

Castrated moron was in pain and speaking in some language I couldn't detect. I thought he was just white. Not Asian, Hispanic or anything else. Maybe morons have their own language. I wouldn't be surprised. Women have their own language.

The other moron was laughing his ass off. If I was him I'd be thanking God that she didn't do the same to me. But yeah I'd be pretty slap-happy also if I just escaped a near de-man-if-y-ing experience. Yes I mean de-man-if-y-ing.

The Chief was trying not to smile but failed, miserably actually.

So yeah I'm standing here just thinking, yeah so we basically are kidnapping some chick and here we are laughing. I don't know, the world just seems to be falling apart.

"Um…" I said, dammit that Jamie kid is rubbing off on me.

"Yeah we should be going." The Chief said composing himself, within a matter of second.

The morons were still either crying or laughing. "Stop being a bunch of faggots." I said feeling pissed.

They gave me the look of death and I gave them the All-American hand gesture.

"Guys get your asses out there." The Chief said pointing at the back entry. "We don't want to cause a scene."

"With a dick like mine I couldn't help but cause a scene." The non-castrated moron said.

God what a fucking idiot.

"You mean the non-existent one?" The Chief asked him.

The Chief, my hero.

"Everyone we're leaving now." He demanded.

We all walked across the club, turning a few heads. We must have been quite a sight. The Chief and I in front, you know working our stuff. Then our two "body guards". One is basically sobbing holding his "possessions" and the other one is basically touching anything that walks. I wonder if he knew that one person who he fondled (haha funny funny word) was a man. Yeah he probably wouldn't even notice after they slept together, like I said… moron.

I was sitting in the front with the Chief, while the morons sat behind us, and behind them was sleeping beauty with a quite a bump on the back of her head.

"You know I said to knock her out, not to permanently give her brain damage." The Chief said after he observed the extremely visible bump.

"I didn't hit her that hard." One of the morons said.

The Chief ignored him, while he started the truck. "You know she seemed to like me." He said hauntingly.

"Who that one friend chick?" I asked him, looking in the rearview mirror, barely being able to see Jude. She was extremely good-looking I have to say that. Her mouth was scarcely open giving her this overpoweringly seductive look.

"No Jude." He said smiling. "Although, Kat," He began. "That's her name." He explained. "Wanted me."

"She was with the one kid who I had to talk to." I said looking out the window. The tree's looking especially haunting tonight.

"You mean Jamie?" He asked me.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I asked him.

He gestured to my hand. Jamie 291-3023.

"So I guess he wanted you also." He said with a laugh.

Funny, funny guy. "He was an idiot."

"You think everyone's an idiot." The Chief said.

"Because everyone is." I said with a shrug.

The Chief rolled his eyes. "You remember the way Jude looked at you when you cut in on our dance." He said with laugh. "It was classic."

"Whatever." Now I was pissed.

"Don't be pissed, I just have a way with the ladies and you…" He began looking at my hand. "Have a way with the gentlemen."

"Fuck you." I said turning my back on him. Yes I was pouting.

"God get over your self Tom, I was just kidding around." The Chief said annoyed. "I saw the way you looked at her when she walked in. You weren't exactly Mr. Nice-guy so what'd you expect?" He asked. "Anyone way she's a sixteen year old fucking girl. Why do you give such a shit?" He asked me.

"I don't, I just hate that we are going to have to deal with such a bitch until we get what we want." I said looking over at him.

"She'll be fine." The Chief said. "She's smart, she'll know not to push us." He said with a shrug.

"What makes you so sure?" I asked him.

"Remember those ropes we used on you when you were acting like an idiot three years ago?" He asked me.

I winced. "Yeah."

"Well let's just say, you and Jude can converse about it and in detail."

"That's harsh." I observed.

"Well it will keep her in line and why do you care, remember she's a bitch." He said looking over at me.

"She is but no one deserves that kind of pain." I said looking over at him.

"You sure did." He said bluntly.

I didn't say anything. He was right.

We were here. It was a pretty good size cabin out in the middle of the woods. We all got out and the morons lifted Jude out of the truck severely hitting her head against the door.

The Chief completely blew up. "You fucking morons can't do anything right, we need this girl alive and you are fucking killing her."

"Hand her to me." I demanded and they listened. She was light in my hands. I carried her into the cabin and down to the basement. I placed her softly on the couch and the Chief came down after me. He took out the rope and tied her arms and ankles tightly.

I unconsciously pushed a strand of her hair out of her face. A small gesture but one that the Chief saw.

"Don't get attached Tom." He said softly.

"David," I began, forgetting he was the Chief but remembering he was my best friend. "She's a bitch, why would I bother?" I asked him, even though apart of me wondered.

"I know I'm just worried when you find out she isn't what you expected." He said and walked away leaving me alone…with her.

End of Flashback

"Complicated?" She demanded. "That's all you can say?"

"Yeah." I answered, like I said, it's complicated.