Jeff had Peter and Cara tied up on opposite sides of the small room so they couldn't work together to break out. Cara was in one corner, and Peter in the other. Both were hurt badly and had submitted. "What do you think is gonna happen now?" asked Cara feebly.

"Who knows," said Peter. "Cara, I'm so sorry. This was all my fault."

"Peter, how was this your fault?" asked Cara. "This is no one's fault but Jeff."

"Do you suppose the others will come?" asked Peter.

"I hope they do," said Cara. Jeff, of course knowing her fear of heights, put her near the small window. It was dark by now, but she could still tell how high up she was. She bit her lip and tried not to look at it. "Peter, I'm scared."

"Got news for you, so am I," said Peter. "But it's okay…the others will come and we'll get out of this mess soon enough."

"You're right, they've never let us down before," said Cara.

"God Cara is we weren't tied up I'd be right over there holding you," said Peter.

"I know," said Cara looking over at him. "I would be too."

"And when they guys get here and rescue us, I swear, I'm not letting you go for a week!" said Peter, trying to lighten the mood.

Cara chuckled. "I don't blame you," she said. "I guess I have a tendency to get in trouble."

"That you do," said Peter. "But a little adventure never hurt anyone."

"Well…" said Cara.

"Oh…well, except for now," said Peter. There was another bout of silence and Cara leaned back on the wall.

"I just want it to be over already," she said. "This whole thing."

"Soon," said Peter. "I promise." It killed Peter to not be able to go over there to where Cara was slumped over and not hold her gently and kiss her, but that was Jeff's intent.

"Alright men, here's the plan," said Mike back in the hotel parking lot. "We're gonna get in this car, drive to the prison, and burst on in there like a pack of rabid animals! Got it?"

"Got it," said Mickey and Davy.

"Peter and Cara are in trouble, and it's our job to save them!" said Mike.

"Right!" echoed Mickey and Davy again.

"So are we actually gonna do this instead of just having a pep talk?" asked Mickey.

"Get in the damn car," said Mike. The three climbed into the car and Mike stomped on the gas, driving off.

"Ya think they're okay?" asked Davy.

"Only time will tell," said Mike. "I just hope that Peter didn't do anything stupid."

"Same," said Mickey. "Man, I can't wait for Jeff to get the beating of his life…"

"Yeah, we'll show him!" said Davy. "Give him a beating that he won't forget, that's right! I'll get him from the left, you'll get him from the right, and then from over the head! Yeah!"

"Calm down killer," said Mike. "We'll get him." After only a few more minutes of driving, there was a loud sputter and smoke poured out from the hood of the car as it came to a stop on the side of the road. "Oh man!" yelled Mike. "Why in the hell did this have to happen now?"

"Murphy's Law?" asked Mickey shrugging.

"Shit," cursed Mike as the three got out of the car. "Okay, let's see what's under the hood." Mike opened up the hood of the car and even more smoke puffed out into their faces.

"Oh man!" coughed Davy. "Mick, can you see what's wrong?"

"Geez, the engine's busted!" said Mickey, clearing through the smoke to get a look at what the damage was. "I don't think I can fix it in time!"

"Well this is just great!" said Mike. "Just damn great! Peter and Cara are being held prisoner in some old-ass—prison, and in the meantime our car's broken down and useless on our way to save them! This is perfect!"

"Calm down Mike, there has to be a way," said Mickey, looking closer. "Man, this is gonna take a while…" Next to them, a car horn beeped. Mike was just about to scold the driver for being impatient but upon turning around, they had a rather pleasant surprise.

"Hey kids, need a lift?" asked Charles, who had stopped in his car next to him.

"Oh boy do we sir!" said Davy, bounding over and hopping in.

"What about the car?" asked Mike.

"Man, forget about the car," said Mickey. "Peter and Cara need us!"

"I guess you're right," said Mike, getting into Charles's car as well.

"Where are you fellas headed to?" asked Charles.

"I'll show you the way," said Mike. "It's that old abandoned prison on the other side of town."

"I'll get you there in no time at all son," said Charles, taking off.

"Gee, thanks man, you're a groovy cat, you know!" said Davy.

"That's my aim Mr. Jones," said Charles. "You boys have yourself in quite the predicament."

"Tell me about it," said Mickey. "You're great for coming around."

"Anything for you all," said Charles. "Peter's a good kid too, and so is Cara, I'd hate to see them fail in all this."

"Trust me, 'fail' is not in our dictionary!" said Davy.

"Better not be," said Mike.

Back at the hotel, Abigail was restless. She knew she had been left behind to look after Jane and Bill, but this was ridiculous! She wanted a bit of the action too, and revenge no doubt. She hoped everyone was alright; it had already been a very long time since Peter left. All she wanted to do was get up and go, but she couldn't just leave Bill and Jane alone here. Bill was getting better but still had a hard time walking, and Jane was hurt very badly. What would happen if Abigail left and Jane needed something and Bill couldn't get it? She was very torn. She let out an impatient sigh and got up to go to the room the other two were in.

"Hey guys," she said, opening the door. "How are you two?"

"Been better," said Bill. "Need anything?"

"No," said Abigail. "I just…I wish I was with the others. Not that you guys are a bother or anything, but you know."

"Oh, I understand," said Jane. "And me too, I want to show Jeff a thing or two."

"Jane, you're hurt really bad," said Bill. "As much as I would love to go and help, it's a bad idea."

"Look, I really don't care!" said Jane. "And I know Abigail feels the same. I feel horrible that I once sided with him and I wanna go over there and give him a piece of my mind!"

"He's my brother, how do you think I feel?" asked Abigail. "I'm all down for going, I don't care what Davy or any of them say. Plus Cara's my best friend, do you think I'm gonna let her sit in that prison without something to say?"

"You girls do have a point," said Bill. "Man, Cara's my employee! I can't afford to hire a new one! And Peter's my buddy man! You know what? Let's do this thing, I think we all have good reason to."

"Come on guys, let's teach that asshole a lesson," said Abigail. She helped Bill and Jane get up and they walked out the door. Abigail meant business, and she was sure the others did as well. This was going to be a night that none of them would forget.

"Right here, thanks man," said Mike to Charles as he pulled up in the gravel lot in front of the old prison.

"Don't mention it lads," said Charles. "Good luck to all of you. The bad guy never wins, remember that!"

"Right you are sir!" said Davy. "Take care now!"

"Same to you all," said Charles. He drove off leaving Davy, Mike, and Mickey to brave the old, rickety building and the horrors inside.

"Well, I think which door we know not to go in, right Davy?" asked Mickey.

"Oh shut up," said Davy. "Okay, I had no way of knowing there was a vicious dog in there!"

"Okay guys, let's get inside, we have to focus," said Mike. Mickey and Davy nodded and the three went through the front door again.

"Oh man, this is creepier than before," whispered Davy.

"You said it man," said Mickey, looking around every corner. "Man, I'm half expecting something to jump out at me right…now." Of course, as the boys turned the corner, a huge, muscular man, not Jeff, but one of his cronies, was staring them down. "You see, wasn't I right?" said Mickey.

"Hey there big fella!" said Davy. "Look, we're just passing through if ya don't mind—" The man grabbed Davy by his shirt collar. "Okay, I guess you don't like me then," said Davy in a chocked voice. "A little help here guys?"

"Now look sir, I'm sure we can be reasonable here!" scolded Mike at the man, who was now eyeing him dangerously. He dropped Davy and advanced on Mike.

"Thanks man," said Davy, getting up off the floor and dusting himself off.

"Hold on Mike," said Mickey, grabbing a dusty crowbar up off the floor.

"Well hurry up!" said Mike, who was getting closed in by the large man.

"Gotcha," said Mickey. He swung the crowbar and smacked it right into the back of the man's head. He wobbled on the spot for a moment, and then fell flat on his face. "You're welcome," said Mickey, walking past the other two.

"Nice one Mickey," said Mike. The group passed the door with the crazy dog in it, and Mike and Mickey gave Davy a look.

"Oh, knock it off guys!" said Davy.

"We're just yankin' ya Davy," said Mickey. "Ya know, trying to lighten the mood…if it's possible." They climbed some more stairs and came upon the room that they met Jeff in before.

"Here we are," said Mike. "Well, let's go for it!"

"Oh, hang on guys, wait, I've got an idea!" said Davy. He darted off.

"Wait, Davy, where the hell are you going?" said Mike.

"Just trust me!" Davy's voice echoed through the halls. "Gimme some time, I have something here!"

"Just let it go," said Mickey, stopping Mike from running after him. "We've gotta go in there now."

"Right," said Mike. "Okay, let's do this." He opened the door and him and Mickey walked in. Jeff and Alice were standing guard at the staircase, just in case Peter and Cara tried to make another break for it. Luckily for the boys, they hadn't been seen yet.

"Oh man, what are we gonna do?" said Mickey. "We need to get passed them!"

"I dunno…improvise, we're musicians," said Mike. They closed the door and began to look around the floor for something they may be able to use. Suddenly, hung on a wall was the thing that made their minds click.

"Two very old maintenance man uniforms," said Mickey, taking one for himself and giving the other to Mike. "Dress up now! It's showtime! And for God's sake, take the cap off, Jeff may be stupid, but Alice'll know you right away."

"Right," said Mike. The uniforms were big enough to slip over their own clothes, and Mike took his trademark cap off and stuffed it in a pocket.

"And luckily, I always have these with me," said Mickey, holding up two fake mustaches he pulled out of his pocket.

"Mickey, I dunno what I'd do without you," said Mike. Sticking the mustaches on their faces and zipping their uniforms up, the two made their way over to the room again. "I sure hope this works…" The two made their way inside the room and over to the staircase.

"Wait a minute, hold up!" said Jeff. "What do you think you two are doing?"

"Oh, well, we're…uh…the maintenance guys," said Mike.

"Yes, we have seen that there is a terrible leak upstairs and we must go and fix it!" said Mickey.

"Wait just a minute you," said Jeff, stopping them on their way up. "This place is abandoned, why in the world do you need to fix it?" Alice just stood there silently, shaking her head.

"Well…there's obviously people here, right?" said Mickey. "I mean, if it's abandoned, then why are there people here? Common sense people!"

"I don't care what you think is wrong up there, you're not going!" said Alice.

"Oh, well you can just shut up," said Mike directly to her. Alice looked appalled, but said nothing.

"Alice, he's right," said Jeff. Alice looked like she could smack him. "I guess you guys make sense…go on up."

"Good choice sir!" said Mickey as he and Mike climbed the stairs.

"God Jeff, you're so stupid!" said Alice. "Can't you see that's them?"

"Wait a minute…" said Jeff.

Mickey and Mike got upstairs, and saw a little door in the wall. They both nodded at each other and opened it. Sure enough, Peter and Cara were in separate corners, tied up.

"Oh thank God!" said Cara, recognizing the boys. "I knew you'd come!"

"Of course!" said Mickey, rushing in with Mike to untie them. "What did you think we'd do?"

"Where's Davy?" asked Peter.

"He had some other bright idea," said Mike. "God knows what, but I'm sure he knows what he's doing."

"Well good," said Cara, shaking out her wrists where they had been tied up. "Are Jeff and Alice down there?"

"Yeah," said Mike. "Mickey and I got by em with some cheap stunt. Can't believe it worked."

"Well Jeff's all brawn and no brains," said Cara. "You okay over there Peter?"

"Yeah, fine," said Peter. The four got out of the room.

"Is there a back way out?" asked Mike.

"No, I tried looking before," said Peter. "We're gonna have to try and sneak."

"Wish us good luck," said Mickey. The group walked down the stairs, met by an angry looking Jeff and Alice duo. "Oh hi there!" said Mickey. "Well…the leak is fixed, it wasn't that bad, so—" Jeff ripped Mickey's fake mustache off, and did the same to Mike.

"I knew it was you guys," said Jeff. "There was something weird here, I knew it!"

"Oh, give it a rest Jeff," said Cara. "You see, I told you they'd come!"

"But you didn't say if they'd succeed!" said Jeff.

"Actually, I think she did," said Peter.

"Oh, you shut up kid!" said Jeff. Peter glared at him but kept his mouth shut.

"Now, I think we can handle this like—uh—civilized people do you think?" asked Mike as Jeff and Alice bared down on them.

"I think that's highly unlikely," said Jeff. He snapped his fingers and the four burly cronies lumbered in. "Look who's outnumbered now?"

"Well…we look screwed," said Mike.

"I couldn't have said it better," said Jeff.

"Well I could have!" shouted a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned around wildly. In the doorway stood Abigail, Jane, Bill (the best he could) and Davy…with the dog from the other room. He somehow managed to fashion some sort of leash and make sure that it didn't maul anybody. The dog, however, looked just as pissed as ever. "Give up Jeff," said Abigail again. "I do believe you are evenly matched right now!"

"You ready to fight?" asked Cara. "Cause I've been ready for a long time."

"If you losers want a fight, I'll give you a fight!" said Jeff. "Let's go!"

"Right!" said Davy. He let go of the dog's leash and he went wild. Then the scuffle began. Everyone was paired up evenly, except for the dog, who was running rampant around the room chasing people up the stairs and everywhere else. Abigail and Bill went right to fighting, pummeling two of the cronies. Mike and Mickey did too, shouting a war cry as they ran and jumped. Jane tapped Alice on the back, and when she turned around, she slapped her hard across the face. Alice growled and attacked Jane, who put up a fight. Cara was engaged with one of the cronies, and doing the best for her shape at the moment. Her adrenaline was pumping and she was ducking and landing every blow thrown in the fight.

Of course, Davy had to be fighting the biggest crony in the gang. It was, in fact, the same one he had met up with in the hall. Davy ducked under his legs and came out on his other side. The guy was thrown off bigtime, and Davy socked him in the face first chance he got. "You don't mess with David Jones any day!" said Davy as the man fell to the floor.

"Atta boy Davy!" shouted Peter. Right away, he felt a great pain in his face. Jeff had punched him, hard. "Man, you know you're getting on my last nerve!" said Peter. He returned the punch, and it was on.

"So you think you can take my girl eh?" said Jeff between punches. "Well you're damn wrong!"

"Oh, I think I'm right!" said Peter, ducking a flying fist. "I already have her!"

"I'd love to see you keep her!" said Jeff. He punched Peter in the stomach, but this time, he didn't give up. Peter kicked, punched, and swung at Jeff like he never had fought before, cornering him against a wall.

"You—don't—deserve—Cara!" screamed Peter between every blow. Jeff grabbed Peter's wrist before he could land another punch and switched places; Peter was now against the wall, and Jeff was punching him. Peter started to see stars hit after hit. He felt warm blood drip down his shirt. He managed to get a couple hits in, but it made no difference.

"Peter, no!" Cara shouted, trying to run to him, but Abigail held her back.

"Cara, you can't run in there!" said Abigail.

"Peter!" Cara shouted again as she watched the beating. Peter felt faint; everything was a painful blur as Jeff beat him. Everyone had almost forgot about the dog that Davy had let loose in the room…except until it rushed over to Jeff and Peter.

"Peter, look out!" screamed Jane as she was trying to hold off Alice.

"Look out for what?" said an aggravated Jeff, letting go of Peter. The huge, angry black dog was crouching, and it leapt, straight into Jeff. Peter dove away, landing on the ground by Cara and Abigail. The dog pinned Jeff to the ground and began to maul him. Jeff screamed in horror as the dog ripped away at him. Cara looked away into Abigail's shoulder, but Abigail looked on. The screams were horrible and the dog snarled and yelped as he tore. All fighting had stopped; even Alice ceased trying to yank Jane's hair out.

The dog finally walked away after the screaming stopped, leaving bloody footprints as it walked off from Jeff's bloody, mangled corpse.

"Well…that's that," said Mike. "Good idea with the dog I guess Davy."

"And you patronized me for going in that door!" said Davy.

"I have to say, I have mixed feelings about that dog," said Bill. The dog walked over to Davy and sat down, wagging its tail, looking for approval.

"Ya did good boy," said Davy. "Now scat, go on." The dog yipped and trotted out the door.

"Oh, I forgot, I called the cops on the way out of the hotel," said Bill. "They should be here any minute."

"Hey…Peter?" said Cara, going over to Peter. "Peter, are you okay?"

"Been better," said Peter, trying to stand up. "You?"

"Feel like crap," said Cara. The two looked into each other's eyes and kissed deeply like they had never kissed before.

"Ah guys, get a—" started Mike, but then he saw Davy and Abigail feverishly making out as well. "Oh, never mind…"

"Police!" shouted a man at the doorway. The two couples stopped kissing and everyone looked at the group of police at the door.

"Yeah, I called," said Bill. "It's that girl—" he pointed at Alice, "and those four guys."

"The hell happened to this guy over here?" exclaimed one officer, pointing at Jeff's body.

"Big dog," said Davy. "He's the evil boy—well—ex-boyfriend."

"Hey, wait a minute, I remember you!" said Peter to that officer. "You were that guy who stopped me on the road earlier! You believe me now?"

The officer looked from Peter, to Cara, to Jeff, and back around again many times. "Oh…well…I guess I owe you an apology son…"

The group moved outside and Alice and the four cronies were arrested. Charles and Rick were outside. "Alice baby, I can't believe you were involved in all of this!" said Rick.

"Yeah daddy I was!" said Alice as the police dragged her off. "For the money! Which I never got cause the guy who was supposed to give it to me was fucking mauled by a dog! Hey—keep your hands off me, I'm a lady!"

"Hard to believe," said Mike.

"Oooooh just wait till I get out Mike, you're dead, ya here me? Dead!"

"One of these days Alice, to the moon!" screamed Mike.

"Oh, knock it off, we're not the Honeymooners!" Alice screamed back.

"I'll pay your bail honey!" called Rick as Alice was being forced into the police car and as he was being pulled away by Charles.

"Well…we should get Peter and Cara to a hospital," said Mike. Peter and Cara were of course the worst hurt of them all.

"We'll bring them in a separate car," said the officer who stopped Peter before. "Get there quick. Come on guys." He ushered the two, who were attached at the hip and dazed, into the car.

"So did Jeff finally get what he deserved?" asked Peter.

"Yeah," said Cara. "That dog was a lucky break." The two laughed in relief as they were driven off to the hospital.

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