A/N = Okay! I got it all planned out now!

Took a little longer to write it than I wanted, because on Saturday my new study finally started! :D Yes, my study started on a Saturday :P The weekend was kind of the introduction. For those who are interested, I'm doing an orientation-year for the Dutch Filmacademy in Amsterdam. Hopefully this will boost my chances to be admitted next year to the real thing : )

Anyway, I had so much homework, writing a scenario, designing a storyboard, reading like 100 pages, etc, that I couldn't find any time to finish this quicker.

This was written quite quick and hastily, because I wanted to have it done in one go :P So Im not really satisfied with how it turned out, honestly Im quite disappointed with the result, but I also didn't want to start over and make you wait any longer.

So I hope you like it anyway.

Love, kisses, hugs,

Evi

Chapter 56

Tom's POV

I couldn't really believe this was all really happening in front of my eyes. It seemed so unreal to think that Dougie, our little blond precious Dougie had been imprisoned in that wooden house, kidnapped, for the past few days, and now we finally would get him back. My mind just couldn't really process everything yet. Now the house was surrounded by at least ten police cars, which had all carried police officers wearing anti-bullet vests, and guns in their pockets. There were even a few snipers, who were aiming their deadly weapons at different sides of the house. There were two ambulances behind us. The blue and red lights coming from all the vehicles clouded my vision and I couldn't do anything else than just huddle together with my three mates. Danny appeared to be in the same shocked condition as me, standing with his shoulder pressed to mine, just staring at the scene in front of us, not able to fully comprehend it all. Harry and Fletch on the other hand were both looking with wide eyes at the scene, obviously ready to storm the house all by their selves if they could. They looked hopeful.

I was hopeful too, but still doubtful as well.

Obviously, no-one knew how dangerous the kidnappers inside that little house were, how they'd react to being busted. The crazy amount of police cars showed that well enough. Clearly the police wanted to take no risks when it comes to a famous musician being kidnapped. I briefly wondered when the press would find out about this.

Fletch and Harry had walked off to a police officer, and me and Danny looked at them hesitantly, not able to understand what they were saying. Harry walked back towards us and caught our attention by laying an arm around us.

'It'll be alright, he'll be alright. I mean, look at how many policemen there are here.' He reassured us.

'The police said they have the house surrounded from every single side, and found a little window in the back. They are going to tell the kidnappers to come out in the front, with the megaphone. At the same time, a group of officers are going to creep up from the back, and if the kidnappers don't come out in 5 minutes, they'll storm the place from behind, and another group are going to storm it from the front door, so they'll have no chance to escape.' Fletch briefly explained, obviously repeating what the officer had just told him and Harry, after making his way back over to us again, his face set in the most serious face I'd ever seen on him.

'Is there a chance they'll hurt Dougie, though?' Danny voiced the question that was haunting my mind as well in a small voice. A chill went over my spine, that wasn't due to the cold, when Harry and Fletch stayed awfully quiet for a moment.

'I don't know. I hope not.' Fletch eventually answered, and Harry huddled closer to us as well now. The only thing we could do now was to leave it to the cops, and just wait and watch as the older police officer raised the megaphone in the air and started to talk to the kidnappers, his voice booming through the forest, amplified through the megaphone.

'Hello. This is Officer Barney speaking. Come out of the house, we have got you surrounded. There is no way you can escape. Come out of the front door with your hands on your head. You have five minutes to come out of the house, if you are not all four out of the house by then, we'll have an army of men ready to storm the house. You have five minutes, starting now!' The older man, called Officer Barney, spoke through the megaphone in a clear, authoritative voice, then he clicked the megaphone off and spoke quickly with a few other officers that looked to be in charge, then he made his way over to us. I briefly checked my watch; it was a quarter to twelve at night.

'Hello, Tom, Danny.' The man said friendly, while holding out his arm to shake hands with us. His handshake was a firm and dominant one. He only nodded to Harry and Fletch, already having talked with them. I didn't even question how he could know our names already. We were famous. He probably had a daughter who knows us, or something like that. Or he is just a very good officer and checked up on us on his way over to here. Anyway, I didn't even care. All I cared about was the safety of my youngest friend.

Quickly Barney told us exactly what Fletch had already explained, the plan how they were going to free Dougie.

'What if they don't come out, will you really storm the place?' Danny asked, and it sounded a bit childish, and typically Danny. In any other situation I would have burst out laughing. But in this situation I didn't even think of laughing. I actually really considered the question. Was it safe to just storm the place? And these five minutes? What could they do to Dougie in those five horrible minutes? It just all didn't feel right. I was really extremely worried.

'Yes. We will have to, to make sure they don't have enough time to prepare an escape plan. Five minutes is just long enough to make them panic and freak out, and hopefully it'll all go fine.'

'The guy that contacted us through the walkie talkie said that if they'd find out that they had broken free and contacted us, they would do something terrible to them.' Harry said, in a calm voice, but his posture was very tense. He was just as worried as me and Danny. He just disguised it better.

'We'll have to give them five minutes,' Officer Barney said. 'I don't think they'll be able to hurt your friend in that time. Five minutes is a short time. Esspecially when you feel stressed and panicked, it'll feel even shorter. They'll probably just be freaking out right now and thinking of how to get out of this situation instead of how to hurt your friend.' He said, and we all nodded. I understood what he meant, he was probably right, but still the worried feeling wouldn't leave me. It probably wouldn't leave me until all was over and Dougie was safe, in our embrace.

Officer Barney walked back to the other officers, and left us alone again. Slowly a minute passed, two minutes, three, four, almost five. I was starting to bite the flesh on my fingers, because I had bitten my nails so hard for the past few minutes, in anxiety and worry. Danny grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard, I could feel him shake. Harry had his hands in his hair, Fletch stood completely still, like a statue, and even Officer Barney appeared to be a bit nervous. He kept checking his watch every five seconds.

After three minutes he briefly repeated the warning, and told the kidnappers firmly that had only two minutes left, then they'd storm the place.

When I was starting to lose faith that they'd come out, out of free will, when I saw the group of officers that were going to storm the place form a line already to kick the door down, and the feeling of dread was reaching a fever pitch in my stomach…

... suddenly the front door opened.

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