A/N: Hiya! I've had lots of spare time to write this lately! :D Enjoy this chap : )

I was surprised to hear a man answer the phone. It wasn't Jay though. They had a very deep voice.

"Hello. Is this Tom speaking?"

"Yes..." I said curiously.

"This is the Camden Town Police you are speaking to. Are you a friend of Jay Carter?"

"Police? Yeah, me and Jay are friends... where is he?" I asked.

"Your friend got into quite a bit of trouble last night, he's gone missing."

"I'll be there in a minute." I muttered, putting the phone down.

"What's that about?" Danny asked.

"That was a call from Camden Town Police Station. They said Jay got in trouble last night..."

"Oh! I'll drive you, come on." He said as we ran out the front door and into the car.

"Wait, can we just leave Harry?" I asked.

"He's probably asleep by now... and we won't be gone long, will we?"

"I don't know...Danny I'm scared!"

"Why? I'm sure everything's okay with him."

"Yeah, but why did they call me? I must have something to do with it, especially as I was with him last night..." I whispered.

"I don't know, Tom..."

"Do you know how to get there?" I muttered.

"I'll figure it out; it's only about 15 minutes away." Danny replied.

We got there exactly 15 minutes later. We ran inside and was directed by some people where to go. We were took into a room where a few policemen were sitting waiting for us.

"Sit down please Mr...?

"Fletcher and Jones." I said, then nodded at Danny.

"Mr Fletcher and Mr Jones.

We took our seats opposite the policeman.

"Mr Fletcher, do you have any idea what has happened to Mr Carter?"

"Well last night, we were out at a club... I sort of got lost from him in there and he took me home." I said, pointing at Danny.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"When we got to the club. I don't really remember what happened but we were just sitting down and were having a drink. And next minute I was with- er him." I said, pointing at Danny again. I decided not to mention the fact that some random girl had her tongue down my throat for most of the time.

"Okay. What was the club called?"

I told them the name of the club and where it was, they asked me a few questions about Jay and what he looks like.

"Mr Jones, were you with them?"

"No, I went separately with some friends and just so happened to bump into Tom."

"So you didn't see Mr Carter?"

"No, I don't even know him really."

"Okay. Well, we were told there was a lot of rebellion going on last night at some shops down the street. Crashing glass windows and braking into shops. We were told by a lady about what a few of them looked like. Also a man working at the club you went to said that your friend was there."

"But how do you know exactly what he looked like... and where did you get his phone?" I asked.

"Well, this was in the street by one of the shops." He said, lifting the phone up. "And there are pictures of him on here. The man working at the club was telling us who they remember he was with, and they described you. And he had a picture of you on here under your name." He said, showing me the picture.

"Oh okay. The Jay I know would never try and crash open a shop! He was probably as terribly drunk as me..."

"Probably."

"Are there any people who know who he was with?"

"Well the lady who told us what he looked like, said he was with a huge crowd of people. Men and women."

"Oh... I doubt he knows them..." I said, quietly.

"No... well we've put missing posters out around here... and have called other friends but can't get through to his family..."

"Oh.. they live in Germany."

"Oh okay, do you also know where he works, or is he unemployed?"

"He's an estate agent, I can't remember the name of the company but it's just round the corner from where I live."

"Okay. Could you just fill in this please?" He said, handing Danny and me pieces of paper to fill out some personal information.

We quickly filled out all the information, then gave them back the paper.

"Thank you, gentlemen. Goodnight." He said.

"Night." I muttered before I followed Danny outside to the car.

When we got back home we had a bit of a talk about where we think Jay is. I'm so worried, what kind of mess has he got into?

"I'm going to sleep, I'm shattered." Danny said, getting up.

"Yeah same, it's like 11 o'clock now." I muttered, following him upstairs.

I quickly undressed awkwardly in front of Danny, then flopped onto the bed falling asleep.

The next morning,l we arranged to invite lots of Harry's friends to come over and make lunch for everyone.

"Tom, you can go out and buy some food and I'll ring up lots of his friends." Danny said.

"Okay." I replied. "Hey, Harry! Come with me so you can choose what foods you like the look of."

"Okay." He smiled.

"Dan, do you know all of his friends?" I asked.

"Yeah... I know most of them."

"Oh wait! That reminds me... one sec!" I exclaimed, darting upstairs and looking for that card that was given to me in the hospital by Joel, which I had filed in a notebook with other birthday/Christmas and get well cards.

I ran back downstairs and handed it to Danny.

"It has his phone number on it, call him and tell him to invite the other members of SMASH."

"SMASH." Harry repeated.

"Yeah... do you remember SMASH?" I asked.

"Vaguely" Harry sighed.

"Okay, so what time should we throw this little get together/lunch party." Danny giggled, taking the card from me.

"Well it's 10am now, so tell them to come for 1? That should leave us plenty of time to buy the food and prepare it..."

"Okay, I'll tell them one. Here's my keys." Danny said, throwing me his car keys.

"Thanks." I shouted as Harry and I made our way, driving to Tesco's.

"We used to do our shopping here every Sunday, do you remember Judd?"

"Judd?" He said, confused.

"Your last name...?"

"I don't remember shopping here."

"Oh okay." I said.

We rushed around picking out mini sandwiches, crisps, a few cakes, mini sausages, salad, wine, beer and lots more.

I was glad Harry had a bit of an input as he choose a white chocolate cake which he liked the look of.

We got back to Danny's house at ten to 12. Harry helped me bring all the shopping in as I locked the car.

"Ahh you're home!" Danny smiled, taking a bag from us and into the kitchen.

"Yeah, have you managed to get hold of everyone?" I asked, handing him the keys and dumping the shopping bags on the kitchen counter.

"Yep! Everyone answered and can come! Joel said that he needs to ask the others but he can come, so that's good. It's a shame that his family don't really want to help as they've left the country..." He sighed.

"Did you call Izzy?" I asked.

"Yeah, but she said she can't come."

"Or won't" I muttered.

"Anyway! Let's sort everything out ready for when our guests arrive!" Danny said brightly.

Harry helped us unpack the shopping and put them into bowls on the counter. I got the cakes out and put them on cake stands whilst Danny prepared a salad. We would of gone in the garden but as we were in November, it wasn't really ideal weather to.

Once we had finished we tidied the house up a bit and looked around, impressed with how everything looked.

"Who's coming over?" Harry asked quietly.

"Some friends of yours and you remember Doug." Danny said.

"Okay."

I looked at the clock. "Some people should be arriving soon. It's almost 1 o'clock."

A/N: A bit of a random place to stop this chapter, but I didn't want to make it too long :P