Tori's POV

The ride to the police station was really awkward. All I did was stare at the floor with my arms crossed. I still had my sunglasses in my hand. When we were stopped at a red light, he said, "You can take off that wig if you want."

I nodded and peeled the wig off. I threw it in the floor board and crossed my arms again. I looked down at my feet and cried silently. I cried all the way to the police station.

Once we arrived at the police station, I was taken to a private room with two other police officers. I sat on a couch in the room and pulled my knees up to my chest. The cop that I'd been with for the past hour and a half said, "I'll be back in as soon as I can." and he walked out.

"Where did he go?" I asked the other cops shakily.

"Just to take care of a few things." said one of the cops. "He'll be back in here in a little bit."

I nodded and then sighed shakily. "I have a question."

"Yeah?" he said.

I bit my lip. "What made him so sure that that was me in the store?"

"We got a call from a young lady telling us that she found you in that store." he told. "Since you went missing six months ago, we weren't sure that it was you, but she was positive that it was you. And…she was very assertive about it."

I blinked a few times. I breathed a little unsteadily and then said, "The girl that called…did she tell you her name?"

He nodded. "It was a girl by the name of Jade West. Do you know her?"

I let out a squeak. It never occurred to me that Jade could actually save my life by making a simple phone call. I knew she knew that it was me, but I never assumed she would call the police. I cleared my throat and said, "Yes,"

I don't know how long I sat there before I heard the door open. I continued to stare at the ground since I was deep in thought. However, I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a very familiar voice. "Tori?"

I slowly looked up and I was facing my dad. I suddenly wanted to cry.

"David, is this your daughter?" asked one of the cops. He was the one that asked me all those questions.

His jaw dropped open. He stared at me for a moment in pure shock. He finally said, "Yes…that's her." He walked right up to me and got on his knees. I just continued to stare at him. "Oh, my baby," he said and rubbed his right hand on the side of my cheek. "Is it really you?"

My lips quivered and I nodded. "Yes Daddy," I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. He engulfed me in a tight hug and stood up, still holding onto me.

There are no words for how that moment felt. All I know was that both my dad and I were crying our eyes out and we never wanted to let go of each other. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

A few moments later, I heard one of the cops say, "Would you like me to call the rest of your family?"

"Yes, please," said my dad still holding onto me. "Just tell them to get here as quickly as possible."

"Okay," he said and left the room.

It took another few moments before he finally set me on my feet. Then he put his hands on either side of my face and kissed my forehead. "Oh, Tori, I can't believe it's really you." he said.

"I know, but it really is me." I said shakily. "I love you so much, Daddy."

"Oh, I love you too, baby." he said and kissed my forehead again. He pulled me up into another hug and I held onto him as if my life depended on it. I've always loved my dad's hugs, but I've never loved them this much before. I was just so happy to see him.

While still hugging him, I saw the door open and my mom and Trina walked in. My mom saw my face and her jaw dropped. The longer I looked at her, the more I wanted to cry.

My dad heard noise behind him, so he put me down and turned around. As soon as my feet hit the floor, I ran over to my mom and we hugged each other tightly. She rubbed her hand over the back of my hair and said, "Oh, my baby…I love you so much, honey." She kissed my temple.

I was crying so hard that all I could manage to get out was, "I love you, Mom."

We hugged and cried for another minute or so before letting go. She set me on the ground and tucked hair behind my ear. "Oh, my gosh, Tori…I just can't believe it's you. I mean…you're here and…you're safe. This is a dream come true." She kissed my forehead.

"I know," I said. "I honestly feel like the luckiest girl in the world right now."

"Well, baby, you are." she said and gave me another hug.

Once we finally let go, my mom walked over to my dad and they pulled each other into a hug and cried themselves. The last six months were probably pure agony for them. I couldn't even begin to imagine how it felt for them.

I sighed and turned to Trina. She just stared at me with tears running down her face. She took a few small steps close to me and said, "Hi, baby sis…I missed you so much."

I stared at her for another moment and then I smiled and ran to her and we hugged extra tightly. I never thought those words would ever come out of Trina's mouth. I'd also never hugged her this tightly before.

After the amazing family reunion, my family and I were allowed to leave the police station. Except when we walked out, there were tons of people waiting and they all clapped and cheered. I looked at all the people in awe and then looked at Trina and asked, "Why are all these people here?"

"Tori, you're famous." she said. "The media has been talking about you nonstop for the past six months."

"No way!" I exclaimed.

"Yes way!" she said with a smile.

I wanted to go home, but because of all the news people out there, my parents had to stop for a quick interview. It felt so weird with cameras and microphones surrounding us. In a way it felt as if I was a celebrity. But not in the way anyone would want to be.

We were finally going home about thirty minutes later. Trina and my dad rode back in his car while my mom and I rode back in her car. While she drove, I leaned my head against her shoulder from the front seat. I eventually asked, "Was my kidnapping really that big of a deal?"

"It was a huge deal, Tori." she said. "There was a search center a mile from our house and people could go there any hours of the day, sign in, and they could go search for you. For at least a month after you were first taken, the search center was crowded with people. I bet thousands and thousands of people searched for you."

"Oh, my gosh, that's crazy." I whispered. "Why was finding me such a big deal? I mean, I know how you and Dad must have felt about it, but why did everyone else find it such a big deal?"

"It was such a mystery." she told me. "One night you were here and the next morning you were gone. It was like you vanished into thin air. No one had a clue where you were. Some people even assumed that you ran away."

"What?" I exclaimed. I suddenly got mad that people thought that way. "I'd never run away from home! Why did they think that?"

She shrugged. "It was just a theory that people had. You were a teenage girl who disappeared with no trace, so it wasn't too unlikely. I'm sure it's happened to other girls before."

I shook my head. "I can't believe people would actually think that I'd run away though."

"And if you think that's crazy, there were the people with the suspicion that me or your dad had something to do with it." he said. "There were so many theories that people had."

"Well, the only theory that's correct is that some man came in our house late at night, threatened me, and then took me away." I said. "That's all that happened. People should have understood that."

My mom shrugged. "No one knew."

When we were almost home, something that I hadn't thought of in a while occurred to me. I wasn't sure if my mom knew the answer to it, but I decided to ask anyway. "How did he get in the house?"

"You know the closed-in balcony upstairs that we never use?" she asked and I nodded. "Well…I don't know why or how, but one of the windows up there was open. He got in that way. The police figured it out a few hours after we discovered you went missing."

"Really? Wow, that's crazy. But…I don't get it. All of those windows are on the second floor. How did he get up there?"

"I…I don't know." answered my mom slowly. "The police aren't even positive. But that's the only way he could have gotten in. There were no other doors or windows that were open that night."

"And even after that, people still thought that I ran away?" I questioned and she nodded. "Wow…people are stupid."

At this point, we were pulling in the garage. My mom giggled and said, "We just didn't know what happened to you. But you know what? It doesn't matter anymore. You're here with us now and you're safe." She kissed the side of my head.

"Yeah," I said smiling and we got out of the car and headed inside. My dad and Trina were sitting on the couch and they stood up when we walked in. I didn't know what else to do besides look around the house. It had only been six months, but it felt like I hadn't been in this house in years.

After a few minutes of silence, my dad said, "Well, Tori…what would you like to do?"

I smiled and looked around at my family. I had never been so happy to see them. "For the past six months…I have wanted nothing more than to see my family. I should probably take a shower from how gross I am, but I don't wanna leave you guys." I wrapped my arms around my dad's waist since he was standing next to me. He put his arms around me. "I'm staying right here."

"Sounds perfect," said my dad and he kissed the top of my head.

Just then, the phone rang. "Phone!" I announced. "Can I get that?"

Everyone giggled. "If you want," said my dad.

"Sweet!" I said and ran to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. "Hello?"

I heard a slight gasp. "Tori? Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me," I said. "Hi Aunt Sonja,"

"Oh, my gosh, Tori, you have no idea how great it feels to hear your voice again!" she exclaimed. "I'm now ten minutes from your house." She sighed. "I have to see you."

"I can't wait to see you." I told her. "How did you know I'd been found?"

"The news," she said. "I kid you not; every news channel did a breaking news report just to announce that you'd been found. As soon as we saw it, we jumped in our car and now we're heading to your house." When she said we, she was referring to her, my uncle Mike (yes, the same one that came to the man's house that one day), and my two cousins Sophia and Kora. Sophia was thirteen and Kora was nine.

"Well, get here as quickly as you can, because I miss you guys like crazy!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, believe me, we're hurrying," she said. "It's taking everything I have not to speed."

I giggled. "Alright. I'll see you when you get here."

"Bye, Tori,"

"Bye," I said and hung up. I squealed in excitement and ran in the living room. I gave Trina a huge hug and, surprisingly, she didn't let go; if anything, she held on tighter.

When we pulled apart, my dad said, "I'm guessing that was Sonja on the phone?"

"Yep," I said. "She, Uncle Mike, Sophia, and Kora are coming right now."

"Awesome," he said. "I guess we just wait for them to get here."

While we waited for them to get there, we all just sat around on the couch. I sat in the middle of my mom and Trina and just looked at the ground, but I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I finally looked up at everyone and said, "Why are you all staring at me?"

"Well, maybe it's because we haven't seen you for six months!" said my mom and she grabbed me in a tight hug. "All we've gotten to see are pictures and missing flyers of you."

I sighed heavily and whispered, "I hated those missing flyers."

"You saw them?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said. "The man and I…we would go walking around sometimes and I saw missing flyers of myself. That was the hardest thing to see. It also wasn't easy when a police officer asked me if I was Tori Vega and I shook my head no."

"Why would you do that?" exclaimed Trina and I looked up at her. "You probably could have gotten away from that guy much sooner if you'd said yes to that question!"

"Trina, enough," said my mom and she put her arm around me. "Tori is with us now and that's what's important."

Thanks, Mom.

She nodded and smiled an apology at me. I smiled back.

A few minutes later, the door opened and in walked my aunt, uncle, and cousins. Aunt Sonja started talking right off. "We would have knocked, but I didn't wanna have to wait for you guys to answer the door."

"Fine with us," said my dad. I jumped up and ran to her and we tightly hugged.

"I love you so much, my sweet niece." she whispered.

"I love you, too." I whispered.

Once we pulled out of the hug, I hugged my uncle tightly. When we pulled apart, he said, "It is so good to see you, Tor."

I smiled and then said, "Uh…Uncle Mike?"

"Yeah, what is it, cutie?"

I was going to tell him. I seriously intended on telling him. But I was afraid he would get mad at the fact that I didn't reveal myself to him all those months ago. Okay, maybe mad is the wrong word. Aggravated? Confused? Yeah, that would be the word. Why in a million years would I not come out of hiding when it was so very easy?

I have no clue. It will always be one of my biggest regrets.

I shook my head. "Nothing,"

Then I hugged both my cousins. Kora looked so different that I hardly recognized her. It's amazing how much people can change in just six months.

Spending time with my family, catching up, and talking about everything except my abduction made it one of the best times of my life. They eventually had to leave, but it was okay because other family showed up as soon as my aunt, uncle, and cousins left and they stayed for a while and we all caught up on life. There were at least fifteen people packed in our living room. When I would talk, all eyes were on me and it felt kind of weird. It was also weird how all my family looked at me as if I was just dream. They were probably just extremely shocked that I was still alive. It's just like my mom said: one night I was here and the next morning I was gone. It must have been awful for my family to go those six months without a clue as to where I was.

It wasn't until seven-thirty that my family left. When it was just me, my mom, my dad, and Trina in the house, I said, "Well, I've gone long enough without a shower. I really need to go take one." I was still wearing my tennis shoes, jeans, red shirt, and black hoodie. My hair was in a ponytail and it was very dirty. I hadn't showered in three days.

"What about eating?" asked my mom. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Oh, no, it's okay. I'm not hungry." I told her. "I ate something this morning."

"This morning?" she asked in shock. "And what did you have?"

"A piece of bread, two crackers, and a glass of water," All my family's eyes looked at me in shock. I glanced at each of their faces. "What?" I asked.

"Tori, that is not a nutritious meal." said my dad. "Speaking of which, how much have you been eating?"

"I would get a meal about like that once a day," I said. "Sometimes I'd go days without food, but generally, I'd get to eat a meal a day. I guess I got used to it."

"Well, baby, that's not healthy." said my dad. "You can go take a shower now if you want, but as soon as you come down, we're gonna get you some food. You need a good meal."

"Actually…" I started off and put my hand over my stomach. "I'd love to have a little something now. I guess my stomach is screwed up, because after I had that meal this morning, I was full. I'm not even that hungry right now."

"Your stomach shrank." said my mom. "The more you eat, the bigger it'll get." She stood up and walked in the kitchen and looked around. "So what would you like?"

"Uh…" I said and then walked in the kitchen where my mom was. "What do you have?"

She opened the fridge and looked inside of it. "We have left over chicken and pasta from yesterday. Would you like some of that?"

"It sounds great." I said.

"Well, okay then," she said and then started to pull it out and began to get it ready.

While she was fixing my supper, I sat at the table and rested my head on the table. I was actually exhausted. All those questions and answers from earlier had tired me out. It was so nerve racking answering all those questions. That cop probably asked me over a hundred questions. Plus, I hadn't had a nice deep sleep in a long time. I was looking forward to having a good night's sleep.

My dad came and sat next to me. He rubbed his hand on my back and said, "You feeling okay?"

"Mhmm," I said and set up. I rubbed my hands over my face. "I'm just tired. It's been a long day."

"Very true," he said. "But as far as health wise, do you feel okay?"

I thought about that for a moment and then nodded. "I feel okay. I never got sick the past six months, so I think I'm okay. It's probably not a bad idea to schedule a doctor's appointment just to be safe."

"Oh, I already got it done." said my mom. "I've got you an appointment for twelve o'clock tomorrow. It was the only time available, but even if there was a time available today, I wouldn't have taken it. You're ours today."

"Sweet," I said.

My mom got the food ready and she brought me a full plate. I smiled at her and then started to slowly eat it. My family just watched me eat, but I basically ignored them. I just ate my food.

After eating half of the chicken and a few bites of the pasta, I was stuffed. I pushed the plate away and said, "I'm done."

"Really?" asked my mom. "You barely ate."

"Believe me, I tried to eat more, but it was all I could take." I said and stood up. "I'm gonna go ahead and go take a shower. I'll be out as soon as I can." I turned to run up the stairs, but then stopped. "Wait, I'll need some clean clothes. Is all my stuff still in my room?"

"Yep, it's all there." said my mom. "We haven't touched a thing in there. The only things we've done is make up your bed and wash some of your clothes since they got a little dusty. Other than that, it's exactly the same."

I smiled widely. "You didn't pack any of it away?"

"Of course not," she said. "We never lost hope in finding you. Even when everyone else thought it was a lost cause, we didn't. I was determined to get you back."

My eyes filled up with tears at her words. I smiled and ran up to her and hugged her tightly. After hugging her, I hugged my dad and Trina just as tightly. "I love you guys so much."

"We love you, too, but go take a shower." said Trina. "You stink,"

"Trina!" said my parents at the same time.

I just laughed. I could tell Trina was just kidding. "It's fine. I'm sure I really do stink. I'll be out soon." I ran up the stairs and went to my room. When I walked in, I ran around the room and said hi to all my inanimate objects and furniture. I even plopped on my bed, which was the best feeling in the world. I felt like a little kid again.

After reminiscing in my bed for a minute or so, I got up and walked up to my closet. I stared at all of my clothes as if I'd never seen them before. Looking at what I had, I decided to grab some purple pajama pants and a long-sleeved white shirt. I would have grabbed my red shirt, but I was done with red for awhile.
That was the color of the shirt I'd worn solid for the past six months.

Taking a shower felt amazing. I probably washed my hair like ten times and just stood under the hot, running water for fifteen minutes; I could literally see the dirt running off my body and going down the drain. Knowing that I didn't have a time limit was great. I was in the shower for at least thirty minutes.

Once I was out and dressed, I started to hear some people, besides my family, talking downstairs. Even though I was ready to come out of the bathroom, I didn't open the door just yet. I stood there and tried to figure out who was down there since I could already tell it wasn't just my family. Then suddenly, I recognized the person's voice.

I gasped and ran out of the bathroom. I ran to the stairs and stood at the top of them. "Andre?" I said immediately.

Oh, aren't I evil?! Haha, well on the bright side, you know the very first thing you'll read next chapter is the reunion between Tori and Andre! And to make you even more excited…the next chapter is filled with cute Tandre :)

But didn't you love the reunion with her family? :') So sweet!

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