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Episode 603
"Trouble Follows"
Cast: Annie Wilson, Dixon Wilson, Naomi Clark, Erin Silver, Navid Shirazi, Adrianna Tate-Duncan, Liam Court
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Full Summary: Season 6 finds Annie and Dixon Wilson, along with the rest of the Beverly Hills' gang, lost, loved, and strengthened through each other. It's a new and different time for them, as the stakes are much higher and there is a lot more to lose. Old flames are ignited and broken families are reunited. Coming from a world of glamour and privilege, with endless possibilities in front of them, anything can happen. All in all, it's just another day in the world's most famous zip code.
"Trouble Follows" Drama/Romance. Shenae Grimes, Tristan Wilds, AnnaLynne McCord. Series Annie goes to see Liam in prison, while Naomi runs into an old flame. Adrianna finds herself in trouble with the Cronos society, while Teddy finds something that could possibly take Campbell down. The Wilsons are all back under one roof.
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Wilson Residence:
The Wilsons moved swiftly around the cozy two-story house. The weekend had finally arrived in the Wilson household after spending all the long, dreaded hours in the hospital. Silver offered the family to stay with Dixon in the morning to enable the family to settle back in comfortably. Annie resumed in her old room, while Mark slept in Dixon's across from her. Debbie rested in the master-bedroom and Harry sunk in the living room couch, while Tabitha resided in the guest bedroom.
Dixon's recovery progress enabled the whole Wilson family to breathe a little easier. The house was warmer and so were the people. Harry and Mark had seemed to catch up on life and Tabitha was thrilled of her new, handsome grandson. Debbie slipped back into her former routine in the kitchen and even exchanged small chuckles with Harry once in awhile.
"What is all this?" asked Annie pleasantly, making her way into the blissful kitchen. The dining table had been set up for them to eat breakfast. The smell of fresh, homemade breakfast tugged Annie's heart. Annie smiled blithely as she watched her father and Mark dance around the kitchen with plates of food stacked on their arms, and her mother setting up the table alongside her grandmother. She had missed it all.
"Come sit, sweetie," called Debbie, gesturing the whole family to sit down. "We're eating breakfast. Together."
"Yeah," added Harry. "I even got Silver to FaceTime with us so Dixon's here, too." Annie smiled sweetly and took a seat next to Mark.
"You know my breakfast tacos are to die for," muttered Mark to Annie.
"Chin, chin!" toasted Harry. "My son. A cook!"
"I prefer: chef," whispered Mark jokingly.
"Maybe you can teach Debbie here a thing or two about the kitchen," snickered Tabitha to Mark. Everyone around the table, even Silver, stared her down. Tabitha nonchalantly rolled her eyes and sipped quietly away on a Long Island Tea.
"I love my family," chuckled Annie sweetly, smothering her pancake with syrup. "Hey, Sil! What's Dixon having?"
"Dixon is having something blended," laughed Silver. "Again. The doctors says he's been responding well to the medications and his recovery progress is looking good." The whole family cheered and applauded Dixon. "And as for me, I am having a sandwich at the moment. A very cold, hospital-like, dull sandwich."
"Well, tell him he is missing out on mom's pancakes," added Annie, winking at her mother.
"That makes two of us then," replied Silver, pouting on the screen.
"They're actually pretty delicious," snickered Tabitha. "I guess I was wrong about you. Paris has done you well, Debbie. You're cooking definitely improved. Hasn't it, Harry?" The whole table laughed.
"Yes, it has, mom," agreed Harry, smiling bashfully at Debbie. Annie idly rolled her eyes and continued to cut her pancakes. Ring Ring Ring. Her parents' relationship definitely was resurfacing.
"I got it!" chirped Annie, removing herself from the table. "I will get that!" Ring Ring Ring. "Hello? Wilson Residence."
"May I speak to Annie Wilson?" asked the voice.
"This is she," answered Annie. "How may I help you?"
"You don't have to you little slut," gritted the deep voice. Annie's smile slowly faded away as she was very familiar with the voice. His voice sent shivers down her spine. "You have made my life miserable. I can't even begin to -"
"You did that all on your own," snapped Annie quietly.
"You really expect yourself to believe that?" he interrupted aggressively. "I hope you enjoy your little family breakfast, Annie." Annie's eyes suddenly wandered around the small vicinity. Was he watching her?
"Is that a threat?" snapped Annie, her lips quivering. "I swear, Patrick..if you do something to hurt my family one more time..."
"You'll what?" mocked Patrick angrily. "Listen well, Annie. If you don't fix this mess that you've created...one by one...I am going to take out your family and friends. Just like you did to me." Annie gazed over her shoulder at her family. "Goodbye, Annabelle." She breathed in deeply and smashed the phone against the wall.
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Wilson Residence:
After breakfast was adjourned, Harry and Debbie left to the hospital to check up on Dixon. Annie sat in her room, frustrated and confused. She continued to stare blankly at Patrick's note that he sent to her in Paris. Annie's mascara ran down her rosy cheeks, as she chewed slowly on her fingernails.
Annie couldn't help but to feel guilty. Her stomach was in a knot and she swore she could hear her heart pounding loudly against her chest. What did he want her to do?
"Help me, God," she whispered helplessly.
"Is everything okay, Annie?" asked Tabitha, gliding into Annie's room. Startled, Annie shot up from her bed and quickly hid the note in her dresser. "You seemed a little bothered downstairs during breakfast after that phone call..."
"It's nothing, grandma," muttered Annie nervously. "Really..."
"It's Liam, isn't it?" asked Tabitha crossing her arms. Tabitha took a seat on Annie's bed. "...Are you going to see him? Well I think you should, Annie."
"You know, I really can't think right now," spat Annie nervously, pacing back and forth in her room. "Dixon's in the hospital because of me and Liam's in prison...what is going on around here?" Tabitha quickly grabbed Annie and sat her down.
"What happened to Dixon was not your fault, Annie," whispered Tabitha. "Something terrible happened to your brother, and it is not your fault." Annie slowly wet her lips and wept silently.
"Grandma," began Annie slowly. "I have done...I have done some horrible things in the past. Things that I can never take back."
"That doesn't mean you're a horrible person, Annie," interrupted Tabitha.
"Grandma," breathed Annie. "My book has done more harm than good to the people I love. Look at Dixon, grandma. And now Liam?"
"Annie," muttered Tabitha. "Liam's not in prison because of your book..."
"What are you talking about?" asked Annie, confused.
"From what I heard in the bathroom stalls that day in the hospital," began Tabitha, reaching for Annie's hands. "Liam's in big trouble. According to Adrianna, he's being accused of the bombing at that Spencer Blaine tribute concert."
"What..." breathed Annie helplessly, brushing her long hair back with her hand. The idea that Adrianna knew about it, and didn't say anything pissed Annie off. All Annie wanted to do now was to get to Liam. "This can't be happening. I have to go see him."
"Go," whispered Tabitha, handing Annie her car keys. Annie smiled gratefully and quickly dashed out the house.
Naomi's Penthouse:
Her smooth, long legs slowly grazed his', as she rested her blonde head gently against his broad chest. She delicately moved her finger down his torso, tracing his abs with her index finger. She bit her lips sensually as he tenuously ran his large hands down her arms.
The New York sun breathed life into her penthouse as they lay silently in bed. The covers of her mattress wrapped loosely around their bodies, their skin free to engage in contact.
He had been staying at Naomi's penthouse for the past couple of days...doing the same thing with her everyday. He placed his lips on her hand and smiled.
"I've missed you," whispered Naomi. "I've missed...this."
"I forgot how good you were in bed," responded Ethan. Naomi chuckled.
"Oh please," she spat sensually. "Like anyone can forget me and my perfect body..." Ethan laughed. "Do you miss us, Ethan? Or am I just going crazy here?" Ethan took a deep breath.
"Naomi," he began. "I have to be honest with you."
"What?" Naomi muttered.
"These past few nights have been amazing with you," he continued, tracing her beautiful face. "And you know I have always loved you." Naomi's stomach was twisting and turning. "I came to see you the other day, because...I knew you were working in New York for Rachel."
"And?" added Naomi.
"I'm...," murmured Ethan. "The reason why I knew you were here...was because of Rachel's daughter." Naomi shut her eyes in disgust and slowly moved away from him. "...And I'm dating Rachel's daughter. Holly and I are together."
The Beverly Hills Jail and Police Department:
Annie walked graciously into the Beverly Hills Jail and Police Department, keeping to herself. She walked up to the front desk.
"I'm here for a visit," muttered Annie. "I'm here to see Liam Court."
"Miss," said the officer. "You will only have approximately about thirty minutes with him."
"That's all I need," stated Annie. "Thank you."
"Okay," replied the officer. "If you have your California driver's license to show me, then you can proceed down that hall." Annie showed her ID and moved to the direction she was directed to.
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He sat calmly in his seat, his hands brought together closely by the handcuffs that were wrapped around his wrists. By now, Liam was used to the coldness clinging around his skin.
Liam wasn't prepared to see Annie in Beverly Hills. Every time Liam had a visitor, it had been Teddy and a lawyer to talk about the gravity of the situation. Teddy had hired a very experienced criminal defense lawyer to defend Liam. Liam was hoping that Teddy came bearing good news about his situation. He patiently waited for his visitor.
When the doors opened, Liam's heart dramatically fell to his knees. He stood up quickly and placed his hands against the window. He couldn't take his tired eyes off of her. He could tell that something was wrong with Annie. Something worse had happened.
There he was. Annie couldn't help but to cry. She sat in front of the thick window across from her fiance and rapidly grabbed the phone on the wall.
"Liam," she breathed helplessly. He was in rage at the thought that he couldn't wrap his arms around her and give her the comfort and safety she desperately needed. Annie wrapped her petite arms around her trembling body as she desperately held on to the phone. Tears continued to drip down her face as she strongly tried to hold them back. It was the most painful thing for him to see.
"Oh, Annie," he murmured painfully. Liam's lips began to tremble. His heart broke every time he glared at Annie. "Annie..."
"I don't even know where to begin," she began, massaging her neck. "Liam, what happened? What's going on?"
"Campbell is accusing me of bombing the concert," muttered Liam. There was something different about him, Annie thought. He seemed changed. "He's trying to get revenge because of Sydney and-and Navid. I know it."
"How did your first arraignment go?" asked Annie. She was still surprised and numbed from seeing Liam behind the glass wall. "What did the judge say?"
"I have been charged with aggravated arson," gulped Liam. Annie's sultry eyes gazed at Liam's. He was so helpless. "With what Campbell is doing with this case...I can be facing five to ten years in a California State Prison." Liam's voice darkened. His eyes was so desperate for Annie's embrace. "Annie...I don't want to go to prison. Annie, I don't want to lose you again. I can't bear to be without you...and your face..and your eyes...your beautiful eyes." Annie shut her eyes in disparity, as he continued.
"Don't worry, Liam," she stated carefully. Liam cleared his throat.
"Teddy hired me a criminal defense lawyer and an arson lawyer," added Liam. "From what I know so far, they are trying to prove that I can't be charged with anything because of insufficient evidence and that Campbell and his little bastards are actually the ones who plotted the bomb." Annie breathed slowly. "But since this case is so severe..."
"I will fix this, Liam," muttered Annie strongly. "I don't know how...but I will fix it. I-I will hire someone to fix this. I will post bail. I will try to do everything -"
"Annie," he whispered gently on the phone. She bit her trembling lips and brushed away her tears. "Let Teddy worry about this."
"I need to worry about you," she retorted desperately. "I can't live without you, Liam. I cannot let you be in there by yourself."
"Worry about your brother, Annie," stated Liam calmly. "Teddy told me what happened. Your family needs you right now, Annie. Worry about me later. I'll be fine."
"I can't," breathed Annie.
"Look," began Liam optimistically. He forced a comforting smile on his beautiful face. "Teddy was able to get Navid out of here. He'll do the same for me." Annie nodded her head intently. "And then we're going to get married. And then we're going to start a family..." Annie pursed her lips. "Promise me, Annie. Don't get tangled with Campbell and the Cronos society. Please. They're dangerous."
"I promise," Annie whispered. Annie knew not to bring up her situation with Patrick - Liam would have forbidden her to see him. "Liam. I love you."
"I love you, too," Liam gulped. He raised his hand and pressed it against the glass.
West Beverly Hills High School:
They walked regally down the graduation aisle and took their seats next to Navid's large family. Navid and Adrianna interlocked hands as they watched Leila grab her diploma. Navid and Adrianna calmly relived all their wonderful memories in high school.
"I love Teddy," muttered Navid, kissing Adrianna on her forehead.
"I love you, too," she chuckled. "I just can't believe he got you out of there in time for Leila's graduation. Let's hope that he gets Liam out of there fast. Where is he? I thought you invited Teddy to come."
"Me, too," said Navid. "I think he's with Liam's lawyers." Adrianna's face turned grey. "He's such a good friend. He's trying to work hard on getting Liam out of there."
"Do you think Annie knows?" asked Adrianna. Navid gazed slowly at her and shrugged his shoulders. "I feel bad for not telling her. I didn't want her to be stressed out."
"I know, baby," muttered Navid. "You should tell her soon. It's better to get things out in the open then wait for it to explode later."
Naomi's Penthouse:
"You cannot tell Holly we slept together!" demanded Naomi to Ethan. "That would start World War III, and I cannot have another war with Holly."
"Naomi," said Ethan. "Just calm down. Come back to bed."
"Ethan," she snapped. "Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend? This is complicating everything! If Holly found out, Rachel would fire me instantly." Naomi frustratingly brushed hair back with her hands. "I can't handle this right now."
"Like I don't know you have a boyfriend?" stated Ethan, stopping Naomi in her tracks.
"What are you talking about?" muttered Naomi.
"Jordan Welland?" added Ethan. "Yeah, I know. I overheard you the other night talking to him on the phone, Naomi. I know you guys are dating."
"Well then why didn't you say anything?" asked Naomi strongly.
"Because," began Ethan. "I missed you." Naomi glanced away. "I guess old feelings just die hard with me."
"That is a pathetic answer, Ethan," she lied. He was after all her first love. There must have been hidden feelings still untouched.
"Is it now?" said Ethan, sitting up. "Then you tell me, Naomi. Why did you sleep with me? When you have a boyfriend you love in Beverly Hills waiting for you."
"Because," she trembled. "No, Ethan...you just don't understand me anymore. I'm a completely different person."
"Why'd you do it, Naomi?" asked Ethan. "I know you, Naomi. There's got to be more than that answer..."
"Fine! You want an answer, Ethan? I slept with you...because I still am very in love with Max," she confessed breathlessly. She began to desperately tear. "I slept with you, because you were the closest thing I had to Max..." Ethan gulped and fell in his seat.
"How about Jordan?" asked Ethan. "Don't you lo -"
"I don't know," answered Naomi. " I don't know. I feel like I've been busying myself with everything and Jordan, just so I don't have to think about my divorce with Max." Naomi fell to her bed. "I am such a horrible person."
"A little bit," chuckled Ethan. Naomi smiled at his smart comment. "You are just in need for someone to love you back, Naomi."
"As much as that hurts to hear," whispered Naomi. "I know you're right."
"Of course I am," snickered Ethan.
"I really have missed you, Ethan," Naomi confessed. "These past four years hasn't been the same without you in my life." Ethan smiled inwardly and kissed Naomi on the cheek. "So much has happened...things that I have done that I can never take back."
"Hey," called Ethan. "Talk to me. I'll be here for a while."
Beverly Hills Hospital:
Silver was once again alone with Dixon in his room. She held his hand tightly in her's and waited patiently for Dixon to continue to recover.
"This is so not fair, you know," she whispered to him. Her voice was beginning to break. "All of this." She cleared her throat and took in a deep breath. "You're supposed to be taking care of me. I'm the one with cancer. I'm the one who's supposed to die first...not you."
Dixon began to quietly moan.
"I'm going to be really honest with you," she confessed. "This is not helping me at all get through my journey with cancer. If all these bad things are happening to us...and we're just meant to die anyways...you know, what's the point of living anymore?" She began to weep. "I really need you to wake up and tell me everything's going to be okay, because I can't believe it unless it's coming from you."
Silver took a deep breath and wiped her nose.
"But for now," she whispered softly. "I'm going to stay here until you wake up. I'm here. And we're going to get through this together." She began to weep. "And we're going to be survivors."
West Beverly Hills High School:
"Yay! Congrats Leila!" screamed Atoosha Shirazi, Navid's mother. "You did it! I am so proud of my baby!"
"You don't have to make a big deal out of it, mom," spat Leila.
"Well you sure did make a big deal out of it when you decided to stay in America and not follow us to Switzerland," retorted Atoosha. "Now smile."
"Mom," whined Leila. "Let me get a picture with my friend first! Penelope! I'm over here!" Leila escaped from her mother's embrace and ran towards her friend, Penelope.
Atoosha rolled her eyes at her daughter and walked over towards Adrianna and hugged her.
"What was that for?" asked Adrianna sweetly.
"For loving my son," whispered Atoosha. "I always wanted you to be with him. You were my favorite, no matter what the tabloids said about you." Atoosha winked at Adrianna and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I always knew you were a good person with good intentions. You love my son as much as I do and I am forever grateful for that."
"Thank you," replied Adrianna. "I don't know if my love for Navid can compare with a mother's love. Especially the one you have for your son. It's remarkable, Atoosha." Atoosha smiled at Adrianna. "I commend you for making it all the way here to your daughter's graduation."
"She's my daughter," responded Atoosha. "I love her." Adrianna smiled. "Let me tell you something, I was dying in Switzerland thinking that I couldn't hug my children till this day came! Till things with Omar slowly died down..."
"I just wish my mom was there for some of my stuff," muttered Adrianna. "She's kind of struggling at home, still." Adrianna cleared her throat. "The only time we talk is when I bring her money for the house mortgage or if she thinks I have a shot at some movie or TV show. I just want to be able to talk to my mom sometimes. Leila and your children are very lucky to have a mother like you."
"Well I'm here," added Atoosha. "And you can talk to me whenever you want." Adrianna hugged her once more.
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Navid's father, Omar Shirazi, dragged him to the side.
"I want to let you know," Omar confessed. "That I am proud of you. So very proud of you." Navid smiled proudly.
"Thanks, dad," replied Navid.
"You took care of your sister," began Omar. "And was able to stay out of trouble."
"I'm guessing you did," sang Campbell from behind. Navid turned around with his fist clenched. Adrianna quickly ran to Navid, holding him back.
"What the hell are you doing here, Campbell? Are you like following me now?" spat Navid. "If you're not careful, I'm going to make sure that other eye of yours matches the other one. Yeah, how does it feel to get your ass kicked by my girlfriend?"
"Kill the tension, Shirazi," replied Campbell, putting his hands up. "Penelope's my cousin. I'm also here for her graduation." Navid gulped.
"Oh my God," whispered Navid. "Leila's befriended a demon."
"What?" laughed Campbell. "C'mon, lighten up Shirazi. Oh man..look at you. Prison has changed you..."
"Prison?" repeated Omar. "Navid, what is he talking about?"
"Oh," snickered Campbell. "You haven't told your father, yet! Maybe you guys can bond over this during dinner or something? He can talk about his hiring under-aged porn stars and you can tell him all about the bombing you plotted at the concert."
"Campbell," gritted Navid.
"Just leave us alone," hissed Adrianna, dragging Navid away. "This isn't the time, Campbell."
"Nice ass, Pop Princess," spat Campbell. Adrianna quickly detained Navid from jumping on Campbell and walked away.
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Adrianna decided to leave the graduation early to visit Dixon in the hospital. Besides, Adrianna wanted Navid to spend some time with his family before they left for Switzerland again.
She slowly drove her yellow Volkswagen convertible through a series of shortcuts since there was traffic on the road. The red light stopped her car and she slowly glanced over her rear view mirror. The same black SUV car had been following her since the graduation. She obviously didn't make sense of it and so continued to mind her own business.
Adrianna left a voice message on her mom's cell phone telling her that she misses her and will visit soon. Atoosha's conversation with Adrianna made her realize how important her mother was to her. Ring Ring Ring.
"Uh, hello?" answered Adrianna, fixing her make-up. "Hey Silver. Can you tell the Wilsons I'm on my way to the hospital. Leila's graduation just finished and I got out of there as soon as I could. I am taking a shortcut cause traffic is a killer right now. Do you need me to get you anything? I know you've been there all day. Are you okay?"
"I think I'll be fine. I'm just a little tired that's all," said Silver. "Listen, Ade...Annie just came back from seeing Liam. I'm just warning you -"
"I know," replied Adrianna. "She's upset. That's another reason why I wanted to get to the hospital right now so I could explain to Annie what's going on with Liam. I just didn't want to stress her more, you know?" Silver thought about her cancer situation and not telling Annie. "And I didn't want to do this over the phone..."
"I know exactly what you mean," added Silver.
"It's like," began Adrianna. "When is it ever going to be the right time to tell her? When Liam's in a California State Prison? I just realized, I have to tell her now. I can't be selfish about this...I just have to be her friend."
The light turned green and Adrianna slowly stepped on the gas. Suddenly, another black SUV car cut off Adrianna in the front, forcing her to stop her car. Her tires made a loud screeching noise as she pressed hard on the brakes. Smoke encompassed her car as she tried to regroup herself.
"Ade?" called Silver. "Are you okay? What just happened?"
"This car just cut me off in the middle of the street!" explained Adrianna angrily. "And this bastard behind me has been tailgating my ass for the past fifteen minutes! I think my engine -" Adrianna turned her head around and found herself facing a gun pointed to her temple. Her chest began to beat fast as she shut her eyes.
"Ade. Are you okay?" asked Silver.
"Oh my God," Adrianna muttered, dropping her phone.
"Come here, Pop Princess," muttered the man in the black ski mask.
The man on the side of her car aggressively grabbed her by her neck and dragged her out of her car through her small window. Adrianna vigorously swung her arms at her attacker, kicking, punching, biting, and screaming. Adrianna realized he had called for help and another man was there in a second. Adrianna continued to fight until one of the men in the mask covered Adrianna's mouth. He carried her and shoved her into one of the SUV cars and speedily drove off.
"Ade?!" yelled Silver over the phone. "Adrianna!? Oh my God! Ade!?"
Beverly Hills Hospital:
Annie met Teddy outside of Dixon's room.
"How are you holding up, Annie?" asked Teddy, running his hand down her arm. "I know all of this can't -"
"I know about Liam, Teddy," muttered Annie. Teddy was taken back.
"Listen, Annie," began Teddy. "I was planning on telling you about it -"
"It's okay, Teddy," whispered Annie. "I saw him today and umm..he told me how you've been a big part of all of this. I just wanted to thank you for helping with his case. I know there's a lot of things and a lot of money going into this case, and I just wanted you to know that if you need me in any way to help -"
"Annie," interrupted Teddy, showing her his lawyer's files. "I think I might have something that will bring this case to an end." Annie eagerly looked at him. "My lawyers are asking for the tapes from the Spencer Blaine concert. If we get evidence that Campbell is actually the one who put the fireworks in Liam's duffle-bag then Liam will be walking out of that prison as a free man."
"Oh my God," whispered Annie, tearing up. "This has honestly been the best news I've heard all day. You really are such a good friend, Teddy. I don't know how I can ever repay you." She embraced him tightly and kissed his forehead.
"Just take care of him," said Teddy. "Liam's a good friend of mine. He really helped me through some of my toughest times." Annie smiled gratefully. "Besides, I would love to see Campbell's face after all of this is over."
"Thank you so much," thanked Annie, again. "With Dixon getting better, and now Liam hopefully getting out of jail...things are looking up and I'm feeling better about things." Teddy smiled widely. "I just wish Naomi would return my calls. I really need her here with me right now."
"Well you know her," laughed Teddy. "Naomi's probably sipping cocktail in the Riviera right about now..." Annie chuckled. "She'll call back. It's Naomi."
"That bastard Campbell won't see what's coming his way," gritted Annie angrily, crossing her arms.
"Well what I have will not just end this case for Liam," began Teddy. The door behind them suddenly opened, and Silver came out looking worried. "What's in these files will take Campbell down."
"Silver," Annie eagerly called, reaching for her. "Did you hear that? Liam's going to be okay after all. We have something -"
"So does Campbell," murmured Silver. Annie and Teddy exchanged worried glances.
"What are you talking about?" asked Teddy.
"I think he just took Adrianna..." stated Silver slowly. Annie and Teddy took a deep, nervous breath. "Like, I just think he kidnapped Ade."
"What are we gonna do now?" muttered Annie, resting her head against her head. "Oh, God."
Author's Note: REVISED CHAPTER