So... guess who forgot to update yesterday? ME! This week was difficult in the I-just-really-want-a-nap kind of way.

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Adam's Mom's POV

I sighed as I hung up the phone. Adam's father, my ex-husband, was just too stubborn. He hates Adam with a burning passion. That's why he left, and that's why he won't pay child support. But Adam can't help that he's sick. Deep down, my ex-husband knows this, but he's still mad about the… incident that occurred several years ago. Probably even a bit scared of what Adam's capable of, even though he won't admit it.

My eyelids were heavy, staying up late waiting for your eldest son to come home does that to you, but I had to help Adam's little brother get ready for school. I woke him up, and poured some cereal in a bowl for him.

After shooing him out the door, telling him he would miss the bus, I went back to the kitchen. I pulled out a bottle of cheap vodka and poured myself some in a glass. I walked to the living room but changed my mind and went back into the kitchen. I grabbed the entire bottle and went to sit on the couch.

I flipped on the TV, searching for something to watch. I settled for an old episode of Law & Order, even though I'd seen it millions of times before. Before I knew it, I had finished the whole bottle of vodka and passed out on the couch.

I awoke sometime in the evening. I blinked a few times to clear up my vision, and looked at the clock, checking the time. Adam's brother was at his dad's house, as he was really Adam's half brother, and while Adam should have gone to school, I was certain he hadn't.

I stumbled to the basement door and called down to him. "Adam! Do you want something to eat?" No reply. I clunked down the stairs, feeling like my feet were stuck to the steps with Gorilla Glue.

As I got closer to his room, I saw his door open. Something was wrong. "Adam?" I called out cautiously.

Warily, I pushed the door open even more and gasped at what I saw.

His room was in shambles, and he had marked every wall with two words: Jade West, over and over again. It had started out small near the base of his bed, and grew gradually bigger.

I stepped into the middle of the room and slowly turned around, my eyes following the words. Finally, after a 180° turn, I saw it. Jade West was written in foot tall letters, the largest of all. Then, it had been furiously crossed out over and over again.

Shocked, I staggered out of the room and up the stairs, vowing never to go down again. Finally reaching the living room, I collapsed on the couch. Law & Order had ended, and the news had come on. Too tired to change the program, I just stared at the TV without paying attention, hugging a pillow.

Then, I heard the name Jade West. Confused, I rewound the program a few seconds to the beginning of the segment.

The two girls who disappeared from the hospital this afternoon, Tori Vega and Jade West, are still missing and their captors still at large. If you have any information about these girls, please contact the hotline at the bottom of the screen.

"Oh shit," I whispered. I fumbled with the remote, pausing the program. I pulled out my phone, and, after several attempts, my jittering fingers finally punched in the number.

Beck's POV

Tori and Jade had been officially missing for five hours. Everyone was a mess. There were no leads.

The guy's backs were mostly turned to the cameras, and anything that was captured was much too grainy to use. They found the van the guys stole about an hour ago in a parking lot, but it had been torched.

So there was nothing. Apparently all those tax dollars that go to the police are wasted, because they're useless.

I was still fuming on the waste of space that is the police, when an officer came into the room where we were sitting in the police station. Cat followed after him, the last of us to give our statements; she kept breaking down.

Mr. Vega carried refreshments with him.

"Okay, I have three hot chocolates and one coffee, black with two sugars." Cat, Andre, and Robbie all took their hot chocolates while I took my drink, Jade's favorite. In her honor. Because for all I knew, she would never order this drink again.

We sat in contemplative silence, each trying to imagine life without our friends. I knew we'd all fall apart, and we'd all go in our own directions.

I had a sneaking suspicion that Cat would end up in a psych ward. Hell, if Jade didn't make it back, I'd probably end up there too. There or rehab.

I pulled my legs up to sit uncomfortably with crossed legs resting on the arm rests. Jade and Tori weren't comfortable, so why should I be? Actually, once I thought about it, they might be very comfortable. The guys who where obsessed with them, they liked them, maybe even loved them. There's a good chance that they were comfortable, but probably restrained or something. They could be lying on a pile of fluffy pillows, but it didn't matter. All I gave a damn about was having them back.

It was this I was thinking, while my legs fell asleep, when Mr. Vega entered the room. He was trying to smile, but it didn't reach his eyes and he looked rather creepy.

"We got a lead," he stated. We all stood up, and I cursed my seating decision as my feet felt like they were being stabbed by a million tiny people.

"Well, tell us!" Robbie said, impatiently. I murmured in agreement.

"Some boy named Adam Brunswick. His mom called it in. Apparently he's somewhat mentally unstable, and when she went down to check on him…" he trailed off, unsure of how to continue. We all stared at him, prodding him to go further. "He had written Jade's name on every wall. He wasn't home, and it doesn't look like he will be."

"What about the other guy?" Andre implored. It was so obvious that he was in love with Tori. He was just so freaking easy to read. He always did talk about being unable to keep in his feelings.

"Apparently Adam has a friend, ah.." he checked his file, "named Chad, also mentally unstable and hasn't been home in a few days. We're trying to locate them now, and we're bringing in their parents for further questioning." Mr. Vega smiled a bit, glad to have hope.

We were all glad; it was the second best gift anyone could give us right now. The first would, of course, be just giving us Tori and Jade, unhurt.

So. What did you think? Ya know what would be cool? If there was some way for you to tell me how you feel about this chapter...oh, wait. (Hint hint, nudge, nudge).

I'll (probably) see you Friday. If I forget, please drop me a note or something. Much appreciated. Again, sorry. (I'm kind of an idiot.)