Very important-please read : Ok. The day before yesterday, before I wrote the latest chapter, I had no idea where I wanted to go with this story. But now, I just got this WILD idea. Do you mind if there are quite a few chapters to come? I mean, I already have 11 and that's a good sized story, but the wild idea requires more. If you have any objections to this story continuing for a while, please write a review or message me (otherwise, I'm just going to go ahead with it). Thanks!

Nate groaned and struggled to open his eyes. When he had, it was so dark that he thought he must be either still asleep or dreaming.

"Have a nice nap?" Jason's voice emerged not that far from him.

"If you wanted me to go to sleep, why didn't you just tell me instead of trying to do it for me?" Nate answered through his teeth; rubbing the back of his head.

Jason chuckled.

"Oh, but it was more fun to knock you out."

Nate ignored this comment.

"Where am I?" he asked.

"You're in a shed, tied up and waiting to be take to England, for reasons you'll find out later."

"England? And how do you plan to do that?"

"We're going to give you a drug that will make you sleep for a few days and then we'll transport you to England, using methods of our own, and lock you up in an old, abandoned castle once we get there," Jason answered.

"No, I mean it. Really, how are we going to get there?"

"I was being perfectly serious. I just left out a few more specific details. That's all."

"Wait, we?" Nate said.

"Yes. We. It's not like I'm doing this on my own. Thugs will do anything for money. And I do have a partner."

Nate sighed. Then something clicked in his mind.

"Where's Linda?" he growled.

"Safe, for now. Anyway. We don't want the police or Shane and Mitchie trying to track us, so you're going to write them a nice little note saying you're fine and they don't need to worry. And you will have absolutely no mention in it of where you're going, or where you've been or what's happened to you, understood?"

Nate was about to argue when he thought of something that could tip of Shane and Mitchie without tipping off Jason and whoever else he was working with.

"Fine," he agreed.

"I'll turn on the light switch for you, once I'm out of the room." Jason said. Nate heard the door shut and then, suddenly, the room was filled with a bright light. The light disclosed a small table with a piece of paper on it in the right corner of the otherwise empty, windowless shack. Nate blinked and walked over to the tiny table. After thinking through it and reminding himself of his plan again, he sat down and wrote the letter.

Dear Shane and Mitchie,

At this point, I'm sure, you must be worried about me. But please, don't be.

I want to assure you that I'm fine and there's no reason for fear of any kind.

I have decided to go away for awhile so don't expect to see me any time soon.

There are a few people I would like you to say goodbye to for me, cause cell-phones are useless here. Please say goodbye to Mom and Dad for me and say thanks to the Chief who was helping to find Linda. And, also, say goodbye to Harry too.

Love,

Nate

P.S. Oh, and, say hi to Big Ben for me, will you?

"I'm done," Nate shouted. The light went off and Nate was again sitting in utter darkness. He heard the door open and shut and then Jason's voice again.

"Good. I'll just do this real quick and we can check the letter later. Nate was confused as to what he meant.

"What do you mean, 'do this'?"

Suddenly, Nate felt a pain in his left arm, as if someone was driving a needle into it.

"Nighty-night, Nate," Jason said, chuckling. Then Nate fell into unconsciousness once more.

He's going to England!! Anyone know what the tip was in the letter?? Just wondering. Anyway. For those of you who don't know, please REVIEW. Thanks. Oh, and I can safely promise that I will be posting more VERY soon because I already have more written. Ttyl!!

P.S. This story might be my last on FanFiction (at least for quite a long while) 'cause my parents are getting a little ticked at how much time I spend on FanFiction…but I don't know yet. Like I said. Might….