JACKS POV

I was running around Amity as I searched for Danny. I've never felt so guilty in my life. Danny has been missing for 12 days now, and for those twelve days I've barely eaten, showered or slept.

I don't have time to do any of that. My son is missing. Maddie called the cops on the second day to report him missing. An Amber alert has been sent out in all of the counties near Amity.

I looked for my son day in and day out. I remember that first week 5 days after we reported him missing, I came home and fell to my knees, sobbing.

'God, if your real, if you are there, please hear me out. I'm sorry, I am so so sorry. I never meant to hurt my son, I never meant to hurt him. I know I didn't pay much attention to him, I know i never noticed how much he was hurt. But please, PLEASE, forgive me.

And God, please help me find a way to get Maddie to forgive me. I love her so much, she gave birth to our beautiful children. Please, God if your real, if your there, olease find a way to forgive me, find a way to make me repent, and please get my family to one day fot give me" I sobbed.

I heard someone sniffle behind me. When i turned around, Maddie was standing in the doorway crying. I looked at her and looked down, ashamed to have her find me in such a weak state. I was supposed to be strong for her.

I must've said the last part out loud because Maddies said 'Oh Jack' and ran over to Jack. She hugged me and repeatedly said she forgive me, no matter what. She told me that while at times we had to be strong, sometimes we had to let go. Then, she told me to let go, that it was ok, that this time she was goung to the strong one. And with that, I broke down.

MADDIES POV

It's been 12 days without seeing my baby. Twelve. Whole. Days. And it's not like Jazz. While she's gone, I know where she is. Danny, however, is missing. For all I know, he can be dead. And I hate to say it, but if anything happens to Danny, if this becomes a cold case, if he is declared dead, I don't think I will be able to stay with Jack.

I know it is wrong of me to blame him, especially when the man is beating himself up bad, but one has to admit, he did cause this in someway. I remember the night I comforted him while he was kneeling on the floor crying. The poor man is to his breaking point. And I'm not gonna lie, but so am I.

JAZZS POV

5 Days Ago

I was reading over my notes for psychology for the test we had in class tomorrow when my cell phone rang. I was surprised to see it was my mom, considering it was past 11 o'clock at night. I answered and was surprised to hear my mom usually happy, stern voice in a depressed, monotone voice.

"Mom?" I said worried. "What is wrong? Are you ok?"

"It's Danny. He's, h-he haven't been home for a while." Mom said sad.

"What do you mean?" I asked honestly confused. "You sure he hasn't been at Sam's or Tucker's?"

"Jazz, I'm sure we checked. But, he's been missing for seven days... I'm so worried. Jazz please come home for a while. We, being your father and I, need you here." Mom said before she hung up.

I stared at the phone confused before quickly packing my bag and sighing while sitting on my bed. I coulden't leave till morning when the gates were open and I got permission from the Dean.

I spent the rest of that night crying, worrying for my brother.