A/N: Sorry for making you all wait so long, but here it is, the continuation of Secrets!

Ally's POV

Well, it's safe to say I was wrong…

We got to the Marlins Stadium almost an hour ago, having taken the long way (the bus) but no Jesse. The game starts in five minutes, and there's absolutely no sign of him.

The four of us split up, I went to the concession stand, Austin to the restrooms, Sarah to the field, and Ethan around the seats.

Nothing.

So now we stand, by the entry, tickets in hand, contemplating what we do next. Because I will not give up on finding Trish and Dez. There's no way.

"So what do we do now?" I ask lamely, glancing around as crowds of fans continue pouring through the entrance.

"…Even though it's unlikely he went to the beach to 'catch some rays', we need to check every place we can. Where's Miami's most popular beach?" Ethan says, just as I notice something strange about the people coming in.

"Um, guys?" I whisper, motioning to the crowd of very large, very scary men that have just stopped walking, and start staring at us. They all turn, and the men look away as if on cue. Sarah looks back at me, thoughtful.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She asks, I nod. The boys turn back to us, both of them a little frazzled.

"You guys stay here, Sarah and I are going to go find out what's up with those guys over there." I command them, Austin grabbing my arm almost immediately.

"Ally. You just came back to me. I can't lose you again…" He whispers, his voice breaking. I can feel Ethan and Sarah looking at me. I smile at him, taking his other hand, just as he lets go of my arm.

"You won't ever lose me, Austin. I'll be right there," I pause, glancing over again at the men, who have begun to speak to each other, while fans pass by.

"And Sarah has my back. It'll be ok." I finish, leaning forward to plant a kiss on his cheek. When I let go of his hand, he smiles back, giving me approval.

Sarah and I walk slowly towards the group, and I realize other people seem to have no idea they're even there, some of them continually bumping into some of the men, to keep moving forward. Sarah seems to notice the same thing I have, grabbing my wrist, and pulling me closer to her, her teeth barred.

When we get to them, their conversation stops, and they all face us, golden eyes and fangs.

I can feel my own fangs extend, as Sarah begins to question them.

"So guys, what brings you to the game today?" She asks casually, her eyes flaming a bright gold. One of the men smiles at me, and I have to force myself not to step away.

"Oh, just a day out with the guys. What brings you two gorgeous women here?" The same man asks us, still staring at me. Too shocked to answer, I only look back at Sarah. Her voice is cold and unnerving.

"We just love the sport."

"Ok sweetheart, you have something we want, and we have some information you need. The only way no one gets hurt is if we trade…Pretty boy over there, for the information about where your two besties are." He replies, pointing behind us directly at Austin.

"No way." I say simply, shrinking back a bit when his gaze returns to me.

"You don't seem to understand Princess. Trent doesn't require anyone other than Pretty Boy. You let him escape, but if you give him back, we can prevent any further…pain." He explains further, his fangs sprouting as he speaks. He can't do this. I won't let Trent exact his dumb revenge on Austin. I make my own deal before Sarah can respond.

"Take me, and you give Sarah all the information she needs. It'll hurt Austin more if I'm gone. I'm the one who set all of this in motion. Punish me." I declare, one of the shorter less threatening men grabbing my arm almost immediately.

"Deal, Princess." I steal a glance back to Austin, who I see tensed up at the sight. 'You won't lose me.' I mouth to him. When I turn back to the conversation, I see Sarah ready to fight.

"Sarah, it's ok. Just take care of Austin for me, and find Trish and Dez." I assure her, begin to tap my foot to the ground, in Morse code. I can only pray one of them catches my message. They need to be more cautious, and get Jesse on their side. It's clear now that we've been followed here, and I know Trent isn't going to give up on finding Austin, just because he has me. We need help.

The man begins to walk me away from the group, pushing rudely through other fans here for the game. I only look back once, to see the afraid faces of my friends, and Sarah getting her information about Jesse…

Austin's POV

"Where is Ally going? Why didn't you stop those men!?" I yell, glaring at the 'friend' that let those freaks just walk away with Ally. Sarah averts her eyes, giving me only slight satisfaction.

I just want to know that she'll be ok.

"She made a trade with the men. They wanted you, but she told them to take her instead…And, they told me where Jesse took Trish and Dez." Sarah explains, glancing back the way they left. I know I soften up at the comment. Ally gave herself to those vampires, to save me. It was Ally's choice, so Sarah didn't disagree.

"She-She gave herself…Where is Jesse?" I mumble, Ethan placing a hand on my shoulder for support. It does help a little, but it doesn't change the fact that Ally is about to reunite with Trent, who I'm positive will hurt her.

"They said that Jesse took them to the beach, to 'catch some rays'. But he's already left there, headed back to Sonic Boom for something. He's probably looking to find you and Ally. That's where we need to be when he gets there." Sarah explains, trying to get me to look at her.

I know it wasn't her choice to let Ally go. But I just can't bring myself to look at her, because all I think of is Ally being led away. And being kidnapped. And being turned, which was the reason for all this craziness following us to Miami.

At the same time, I don't regret Sarah turning Ally into a vampire, nor do I regret Ally biting me to prevent me from being one.

"Ok, then let's get back to Sonic Boom…" I trail off, already beginning to make my way towards the entrance.

After we find Trish and Dez, we will find Ally.

Because I can't live without her, especially when it'll be my fault she dies.