Sorry if the last for chapters have sucked, sorry if anyone was disappointed with who Derek is. Sorry if the story has gotten worse. THANK YOU, people that are still reading this.

I am trying my best.

"Body?" Joey said hoarsely.

Tami's hand immediately covered her mouth, tears forming in her eyes. Dustin reeled back in surprise. It was obvious they had heard Mr. Konsley.

This couldn't be happening. This was over. The man had run away. He hadn't come back. Mary was still here… they kept thinking that. None sure of what had really just happened. Yesterday Mary was with them. They didn't even want to think about finding her body.

"Yes, Mr. Parker… her body. Of course we are not certain, the body was pretty mutilated…" Joey winced at his words. Bodies were one thing on mysteries movies, when you just want to know what happened and who killed them. But when the person is your girlfriend, or friend… and you don't know who killed them or why? Things are different.

"We will need a DNA sample to be sure." Mr. Konsley continued.

"DNA? Like hair?"

"Yes… hair would be perfect. See if you can find a strand of hair and have someone bring it down to headquarters."

"Okay. Someone will bring it down soon."

Joey closed the phone with a snap, and ended the hardest conversation he'd ever had.

Tick-Tock.

Tick-Tock

The clock kept ticking. Each second adding to the four days.

The four days Mary had been her father's prisoner.

Her father's prisoner.

Mary sat at the kitchen table, her elbows resting on the table, her head in her hands.

She snapped her head up and glanced around.

Not much had changed, the only difference was Derek was on a small laptop 24/7 instead of watching tv.

Mary turned her head towards the "kitchen". The knife was resting on the counter.

The same knife he scarred her with, physically and emotionally.

The same knife he almost plunged into her body, only to turn his hand the other way at the last second.

It was like part of him couldn't do it. Even though he was psychotic and deranged, it was like down inside he knew it was his daughter there. And he just couldn't kill her.

Mary knew if she didn't get out of here she would die. By Derek's hand or her owns.

She couldn't take it much longer. Suffering every kind of cruelty, not knowing if you'd ever see your friends again.

Mary wondered if her mother had felt this way.

"Mary!" Derek called, interrupting her thoughts.

"I am going to have to go to the store and get some food… I expected you to be dead and me to be on my way to Mexico by now.."

He snapped his laptop shut and placed it on the floor, next to the couch.

"Don't even think about going anywhere. The walls are solid concrete and the door will be bolted from the outside."

Mary just nodded.

"If your not sitting at that table when I come back… well today will be your last day." Mary didn't say anything, just watched as Derek grabbed his coat, walked out the door and slammed it shut. Then Mary heard him lock it.

20 minutes later, Mary was sitting in the same position. Staring at the wall. Bored out of her mind.

Then she remembered something.

Something amazing.

Something she couldn't believe she'd ever forgotten.

Her cell phone was still under the couch.

Mary glanced at the door nervously. She had no idea how long shopping would take Derek.

And if he saw she had a cell phone. She would be dead in an instant.

Mary sighed and quickly stood up. She practically ran over to the couch. She fell on her hands and knees, stuck her arm an felt around.

She found an old potato chip, a nickel and an enormous ball of lint before her hand finally fell an her cell phone.

She pulled the silver handheld out from under the couch.

Within seconds she'd dialed Joey's number.

He answered almost immediately.

"Hello?" It felt so good to hear his voice.

"Joey… it's me."

"Mary?" he said shocked. "Your supposed to be dead!"

"What?" "Well… at least we thought so. The police thought they found your body… in fact we are at the police station now. We are waiting for the test results."

"I am alive." "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that." Mary smiled despite the situation.

"Mary," Joey continued. "Are you okay? Where are you?"

"I don't know where I am. He knocked me out somehow, and when I woke up, I was in this dark creepy basement."

"Hold on!" Joey said. Mary could tell he'd put his hand over the phone.

There was a bunch of static and then Tami's screaming into the phone.

"Omg Oh my god! Mary!"

Mary had to hold the phone a foot away to avoid becoming deaf.

"Mary! Mary they thought that you had died! They found this body in a river, and they couldn't tell if it was you or not and we had to bring in a strand of hair and we were about to get the results when you called Joey and I cannot believe it your alive!" Tami rambled on like a five-year-old after Halloween.

Mary could hear Joey talking to someone in the distance, (she couldn't make out what he was saying, Tami was too loud).

"Oh well I guess I have to give the phone to Joey now I think they are going to track you through it or something like that! Toodles!"

Mary laughed.

"Hey Mary!" Joey voice came through the phone. "The police are going to track you through the phone so don't hang up!"

"I won't!"

Less then 10 minutes later, the police were on there way. She was in the basement of some cabin in the woods.

She and Joey had been talking, about what everyone had done after they were gone. Mary had explained why she hadn't been able to call before, and Joey had explained the whole body situation.

"Yeah, then we came down here to get the results." Joey said.

"I'm sorry you guys had to go through that." "I am sorry that you had to be in that basement with that maniac." "You don't even know the half of it."

"What?"

"I found out who is Joey, he's my-" Then Mary screamed. A blood curdling scream.

A scream that made everyone at the police station heart's stop.

Because right behind Mary, was Derek, pistol in hand.