Disclaimer: I don't own big time rush, only Darcy, Mike, Jacob, Caitlyn and the huge guys in this story :D I hate spell checker, I want Caitlyn to be spelt that way, not the way it's suggesting! Thank god that it doesn't automatically change the word :s Please enjoy this chapter, and please review


Darcy's p.o.v

She remained frozen right on the spot she stood in when James was dragged out of the room, an impossibly horrible ripping pain in her knee, but somehow, she managed to ignore it. Blurred figures stood in front of her, words flying out of their mouths, trying to coax her away from the wall and to sit down, but her knees were locked in place, she was going nowhere. That was probably why there was a horrible pain radiating horribly from her knee, but she wouldn't move until James was brought back safe, possibly unharmed

"Darcy" someone spoke soothingly in her ear, she only flinched away from them, her eyes never leaving the door, waiting for it to open and the guards dragging James back inside. There was no screaming coming from the other side of the door, but that was only increasing the horror that Darcy was feeling, because she didn't want the guys to get hurt, no matter how much she hated them at the moment. She couldn't forget how they treated her back at the Palm Woods, how they ignored her futile attempts to mend the friendship. But they were here in danger of getting hurt, so how could she ignore them like they had her?

"I-I'm okay" Darcy stuttered, blinking a few times when she realise that her eyes were dry and in desperate need for moisture. Her vision didn't clear much as she blinked, only enough for her to see the blurred figure properly now, not just a grey blur right in front of her. Logan was standing closest to her, but she couldn't help looking down at his neck and seeing the massive bruise practically bulging out of his neck, the bruise a horrible purple colour, a bad contrast to his usual pale hue. His brown eyes were staring into hers, looking her over for any signs of anything, because he was the doctor of the group

"Are you sure? Not feeling dizzy or nauseated?" as Logan asked the question, her body was finally waking up enough for her stomach to clench horribly and painfully, almost making her double over and groan, but she bit it back not wanting to worry anyone

"No" Darcy spoke, moving her eyes to look deeply into Logan's, removing any noticable trace of emotion from her eyes, because she could do that, to make sure that she remained strong for reasons she didn't know herself. She didn't want anyone to know how much pain she was in, because then they would baby her, but she didn't need to be looked after. She had grown up fast after an incident that happened a long time ago, but it was still painful to go back and look into those memories, making her heart clench and pound heavily in her ears because it was not something that Darcy liked to talk about, so she kept the pain from everyone, masking it so brilliantly that no one, not even her father who knew her emotions like the back of his hand, could tell how much she hurt everyday. The incident would always hang over her head

"Darcy?" Logan's voice broke her out of her thoughts enough for not go into too much detail about the incident, to re-live it. Kendall and Carlos had moved to her side for comfort, and she was having a tough time trying not to push them away, especially when they made her slowly sit down by sliding down the wall until her butt hit the floor without a sound, her knee outstretched. Her stomach growled, a loud, obnoxious sound in the room, but it broke the uncomfortable silence that seemed to fill the room, silencing everyone until the sound came rumbling out of her stomach. Another stomach rumbled close to her, a small sorry escaping Carlos' mouth as he blushed a deep red clearly seen even though the light above them shed little light

"Hey!" Logan suddenly started yelling at the door, pounding it with his fist and still yelling for someone's attention, the others watching with both amusement and curiosity clear in their eyes, but no other sound came from the door except Logan's constant pounding on the door

"I don. . ." Darcy's sentence was abruptly cut off as the door slammed open fast, almost catching Logan if he didn't jump away from the door in record time, just missing him by inches. Jacob stood bravely in the doorway, a small smile on his face as he noticed Darcy first in the room, two figures moving to block his vision of her, but not her vision of him. She could clearly see a large figure being dragged into the room by two larger men that Kendall or Carlos, who were the two people who were standing in front of Darcy to probably try to keep her safe, the person's head down to their chest, their body slumped like a rag doll in their hands

"Here's your little buddy" Jacob sneered as he nodded to the two men, who simply threw James into the room without a care in perfect sync, his body slamming into the floor with a sickening slap. No one moved to pick him up

"You bastard" Kendall's voice was so low in his throat that even Darcy, who was almost as close to Kendall as Carlos, really had to strain her ears to hear what he said, but Jacob had heard him

"You shouldn't talk to me like that Kendall" Jacob snarled Kendall's name like he was his worst enemy, but Darcy froze on the spot she was sitting in, horror coursing through her veins as she realised that Jacob knew their names. But how? The shock didn't leave her body until she felt someone pulling her to the side away from Jacob who had slowly approached her, but as soon as he was simply metres away, the person pulled her close to them, almost cradling her away like a child away from a massive threat. They held her close to their chest, not allowing her to move her head to look at who was protecting her, but she didn't care, feeling safe in the arms that were holding her

"Don't. Touch. Her" Carlos' usual sweet caring voice was cold as steel, sharp like a razors edge as he snarled the words, tightening his hold around her body. She flinched from the tone of his voice, but she wanted to get away from Jacob, who was looking positively pissed off at Carlos for going against him, his face going red

"You don't order me around" Jacob hissed back in almost the same tone Carlos had, but Carlos' still won him with the dark tone contest. Jacob took a step forwards, but Carlos reacted in a violent way, pushing Darcy away to lunge for Jacob. He gave off the most girlish scream imaginable, outranking James on the scale, as Carlos' body crashed into his, knocking him to the floor with a loud crash. Darcy had stumbled to the side, almost crashing into James' unconscious figure lying on the floor, but she managed to tip herself to the side, accidentally jumping from the floor on her bad leg to launch herself past him. A large, horrible crack of something echoed in the room as Darcy twisted around to look at the scene. Carlos now had Jacob pinned to the floor as he straddled him, punching him with both fists in a fit of fury that scared Darcy. She thought that it was only herself and Kendall that had bad anger management, but it was clear that Carlos had a mean streak because he was now punching Jacob's face into next week

"Carlos stop!" the words ran out of her mouth before she could stop herself from biting down on her lip, lunging at Carlos who still wouldn't stop punching Jacob, who was screaming and shouting for the bigger men to come and save him. No one else moved from their spot, only Darcy, who was trying to pull Carlos' arm, but he was stronger than her in her current state

"You bastard" Carlos was screaming different words right in Jacob's face as he continued to punch him harder and harder in the face, the words racing out of his mouth

"STOP IT CARLOS!" Darcy screamed loudly in an desperate attempt to stop the violence, to save Carlos from doing something he would regret later if he continued. She wouldn't just sit back and watch Carlos, the most innocent of them all, beating someone up. Carlos literally jumped back from Jacob, his eyes staring into Darcy, but they were angry as hell, directed at her

"Why should I? After everything that he's done!" Carlos yelled angrily in her face, squaring up to her and getting into her face. If anyone else had done that, she would have kicked off and beat them to a pulp, but this was Carlos, who was really angry at the moment, his anger not completely in his control

"Because if you don't stop, you're only stooping to 'his' level" Darcy spat out the word 'his' while pointing towards Jacob, who was whimpering softly to himself and clutching his face, his hands covered in blood probably from his nose. It was a low blow for Darcy to use that card against him, but it stopped Carlos from doing something that he didn't want to, staring into his chocolate-brown eyes as they first turned hurt from her saying such a thing, but soon they understood why she stopped him

"Please Carlos, don't stoop to his level" Darcy whispered in a hurt tone, because she didn't need to have someone else like Jacob in her life, the real life person was enough for her to have nightmares for the rest of her life, because he really effected her. Even though now he was lying on the floor whimpering like a little child, she had seen the dark side of Jacob, one she didn't want to see again

"I'm so sorry" Carlos whispered back, collecting her in a hug and stroking her now short hair with his hand, combing his fingers through her hair, soothing her


Carlos' p.o.v

He never felt so guilty in his life seeing Darcy looking so vulnerable and scared with the same look on her face, her eyes matching the same look. Soon enough, as her knees probably gave up on her, sending her crumpling to the floor, Carlos going with her but making sure that she stayed safe, still cradling her in his arms as she tried to keep in the emotions

"You need to sleep" Logan's doctor voice was back as Carlos rolled his eyes but never let go of Darcy, who was completely slumped against his chest, her breathing light and steady. Carlos could only guess that she had fallen asleep after the emotional rollercoaster that was their lives

"I don't need to sleep" Carlos whined as he tried to move Darcy in a better position so she was comfortable, not craning her neck against his shoulder

"Yes you do. We all do, especially Darcy" Logan spoke, tipping Darcy's chin up to look at the horrible bags that were underneath her eyes, looking like purple bruises they were a horrible contrast to her pale skin

"Let her sleep" Logan whispered, taking her from Carlos' arms and lying her on the floor, Carlos pulling off his jumper and using it as a pillow for Darcy's head

"We should all get to sleep"


Darcy's p.o.v

Darcy woke to herself flinching violently away from something in her dream, waking her up fully to nothing actually happening, but her mind was obviously not relaxed enough like the others to let her sleep. She knew she needed to sleep because her eyes were always heavy like lead

"W-What?" Darcy muttered, pulling herself up from the floor and looking around to see the guys.

James was still unconscious on the floor, his shirt ripped and shredded to pieces but still managing to stay on his body from the front. It was covered in blood from the small pieces that remained, but his back was the worst thing about it, because there was a lot of blood that dried on his back, the large cuts were now white in colour against his usual natural tan

Logan was the next person she spotted, close to the wall that he had sat next to while Carlos had his break down. He looked perfectly okay, no cuts, only bruises lining his neck from where the massive guy had tried to strangle him

Kendall was the next person she saw, and once again he was okay with no bruises, only clutching as his ribs like he was in pain. She knew that Kendall was in pain, because she had heard the crack of his ribs when the man suspended him in the air

Carlos was the last one she saw, looking positively exhausted as he slept, sucking his thumb. Darcy couldn't help the small smile that lined her face as she watched the others sleep, but she felt jealous because she wanted to sleep. Darcy scooted over to the wall, resting her back against the wall and pulling up her right leg to her chest, leaning her chin on her leg. She watched the rise and fall of each of the boys chests, watching them sleep like a freak, but as her eyes ran over all the boys, she noticed that Kendall was no longer lying on the floor, but resting his own back against the wall, going into a similar fashion as her

"Hey" Kendall said softly, turning his head to look at her, but Darcy kept her vision on the guys

"Hi" Darcy spoke back, turning to look at Kendall properly now she was not going to get distracted. His hair was shorter than she last remembered, completely out of his eyes and folded away from his forehead at the top, and she liked it that way. He looked . . .Darcy immediately pushed those thought out of her mind, making sure she didn't blush in front of her crush that didn't know about

"You look nice with short hair" Kendall replied when she unconsciously started to comb her fingers through her hair, twirling a piece of her hair in her fingers as Kendall spoke the words, trying to hide a blush

"Thanks" Darcy replied, almost feeling guilty about getting them into the situation in the first place, and Jacob shooting Gustavo. Her head snapped up at the thought of Gustavo, because she knew he had gotten shot right before she was taken

"You okay?" Kendall's voice was sincere as he touched Darcy at her shoulder, her left one where she had a new collection of scars on along her arm, but she managed not to flinch or show how uncomfortable he was feeling him touching her there

"Y-Yeah, I. . .I just don't want to be here" Darcy whispered because her voice was not strong enough to speak any louder, guilt consuming her. Kendall knew that she was feeling this way, because he soon pulled her towards him, forcing her to lean on his chest as he circled his arms around her waist for comfort

"Neither do I, buddy" Kendall spoke, his voice softer than she had ever heard him speak, but her heart clenched in her chest after she heard Kendall call her 'buddy' because that was probably all she was to him, a friend. She tried to smile past the hurt she was feeling in her chest, but it was lucky that her face was not in the view of Kendall, because at this moment in time, she couldn't hide the hurt and sorrow she was feeling past a mask

"I'm sorry for bringing you into this" Darcy muttered under her breath, but Kendall immediately grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him even though she didn't want to. His green eyes were raging, blazing with such anger that Darcy turned her head away from him, keeping her eyes to the floor no matter how many times Kendall tried to make her look at him. He sighed heavily, his hands dropping from her chin, the spot where he touched her going cold

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean. . I just" Kendall stuttered, not thinking about what he was trying to say, but it was like she almost knew what he was going to say

"You don't want to be here either?" Darcy answered for him, her tone hurt as she balled her hands into fist, keeping it to the side away from Kendall

"No, that's not what I'm trying to say! I don't want any of us here, never. I wanted to protect everyone, even you. I don't like Jacob, not one bit. The way he stares at you is creepy, it's like he knows you" Kendall's voice trailed off as he looked far away

"I. . .I don't know what you're talking about" Darcy made sure that her voice sounded strong, but she couldn't help the way her voice stuttered at the beginning. Kendall looked over towards her once again

"He does know you" Kendall whispered as a low groan cancelled whatever he was going to say after those words, the groan familiar. James was slowly starting to wake up, but Logan was still fast asleep as Kendall left him alone, going over to his brother. Their conversation was low and barely a sound came from their mouths

"D-Darcy, where is she?" James spoke, his voice hoarse and weak but he was still struggling to stand up, his hazel eyes searching around for her, Darcy moving around so she was in James' vision. As soon as James saw her, he literally grasped her in the tightest grip that she had ever felt, pulling her in harshly to his chest and rocking her back and forth as if she was a small child that got hurt

"J-James?" Darcy stuttered, trying to pull away from his grip but he only held on tighter

"I won't let him touch you" James snarled right in her ear as she flinched away from the harsh tone, desperate for some breathing space, but he wouldn't let her go

"What the hell are you talking about? Please let me go and speak to me normally!" Darcy pulled away harshly from James, who looked stunned at the tone she was using, but she only glared at James. It was almost like she knew what James was talking about, but she didn't want to hear about it, because then it would be out in the open

"You used to go out with him!" James yelled as she flinched, not looking in James or Kendall's eyes in fear that she would be pushed away again just because she knew the kidnapper

"You what!" it was Kendall's turn to start yelling, surprisingly not waking up either of the two boys. Kendall started to pace across the floor, muttering under his breath

"H-How the hell did you find out? What the hell happened? That never happened!" Darcy's scream was more and more frantic the more questions she asked, her eyes widening as her breath became heavier in panic. Her vision was going black at the edges because she couldn't breath

"Darcy, calm down!" Kendall screamed in her ear as he shook her shoulders hard, but her breath never calmed down at all, only got more and more heavier. There was a loud slapping sound, Darcy's head snapping to the side with a stinging cheek, but at least she managed to control her breathing better. James stood close to her, but he had not slapped her, it had been Kendall

"I found out because Jacob told me himself while he hurt me, well actually, he cut me with a knife he used on you" James' tone was solidly cold when he spoke Jacob's name, probably because he had hurt her while he kidnapped her and previously

"So you two were in a relationship before you joined the Palm Woods?" James asked, completely ignoring Kendall as he tried to ask a question himself

"Yeah, it was a good relationship. . .until" Darcy cut herself off, not wanting to go any further into the conversation than she had to, but they asked more questions

"Until what?" James asked, his voice worried about what she was going to say

"I. . .I don't want to talk about it" Darcy forced herself to remain strong, turning away from the two boys to try to pull herself together, to make sure that no tears leaked out of her eyes and show weakness, swiping at her eyes to make sure that there were no tears that had escaped


Kendall's p.o.v

No matter how many times James tried to drag him back down to the floor to comfort Darcy, Kendall, every time, managed to rip himself from his weak grasp and continue to pace up and down the room. He kept running his hand through his hair frantically

"Don't you think Darcy wants you to freak out about this?" James whispered down his ear after he managed to catch him, holding him in place by gripping his arm tightly

"I just can't believe it" Kendall tried not to scream out the words, but they came out harsh

"You think you can't believe it?" Darcy growled in a dark tone that no one liked to hear from her mouth, but her eyes were blazing with sheer anger that both James and Kendall had to look away "how do you think I feel?" Darcy questioned with a harsh tone, it was her turn to look away from them

"I'm so-" Kendall's sentence was cut short as the door slammed open again, this time two huge men, the two that had attacked James and Kendall, stalked into the room, immediately going for Darcy and Kendall at the same time. Kendall struggled in their grip, shouting for them to let him go, but their hands only tightened harder on his skin, pinching it. He heard other voices screaming, but the men never silenced James, Carlos or Logan as they tried to attack them, only swinging Kendall and Darcy around so their flying legs hit someone in the face. Kendall's legs hit Carlos in the face, but it only dazed him for a moment before he started to lunge for the men again, but he had dragged Kendall out of the room. Darcy's legs hit James in the face harder than Kendall, sending him flying back to the floor into Logan

"Stop! Let her go and take me!" Kendall shouted, struggling in the man's grip and ignoring the horrid pain that was flowing through his chest. But one of the men gave off a small bitter laugh that sent goosebumps prickling across his skin like a wave, and he shivered

"It's not you we're after" one man sneered in Kendall's ear as he twisted his head away from the man's mouth "it's Darcy we are really after, the mistress has some...business she needs to attend to" he finished his sentence with a small coo in Kendall's ear, moving his head to look over at Darcy. She was struggling in the man's grip herself, twisting both her body and head to get away from the man, but nothing she was doing would work against the bigger man. If Kendall was having a very hard time in freeing himself, then Darcy had no chance

"Darcy!" Kendall suddenly shouted, Darcy's eyes flashing to his, and he tried to look calm even though he was terrified inside "stop struggling, it will only make things worse" Kendall finished the sentence with a sincere tone in his voice, but it didn't stop her from flinching away from the man's hold when his hands moved across Darcy's body

"Stop that Matt, only I can touch her in that way" Jacob's annoying, childish voice filtered through the room, the two guards dropping them to the floor but kicking Darcy across the room so her body hit the wall with a thud. Kendall wanted to run over to her and protect her, but if he tried, then it could cause more pain to either himself or Darcy, so he stayed put even though he really wanted to run towards her

"What are you doing?" Darcy shouted as more guards, smaller in size, walked into the room carrying a table in-between them, a collection of metal things on the table, but it was difficult for him to see what was on the table. However, the cruel smile that was on Jacob's face once the table came into view made Kendall flinch and look in Darcy's direction, but she was staring at Jacob in question. Jacob stalked to the table, rattling all of the metal on the table as Kendall flinched. He picked up something from the table, twirling it in his hands but making sure to show Kendall exactly what he was twirling around his fingers. There in his hands was a metal poker, but the end was not in a point, but in a shape of a heart. Jacob reached towards the table again, rattling the table once more before picking up a blow torch and kick starting it up, the flame bursting out of the end like a violent explosion, but it was controlled. The flame was a bright orange, but soon, as Jacob turned something on the blow torch, to turn the flame a low blue. Kendall couldn't tear his eyes away from the flame or what he was doing, because the next thing that Kendall knew, a load of hands were grabbing at him, pushing and shoving him to the floor and pinning him there. Kendall struggled in their grip, but another voice started to scream his name in horror, but it was shortened near the end, a loud slap echoing around the room

"No! Stop, don't do it!" Darcy's words were hard to understand, because it sounded like her mouth was full of blood, and that made Kendall angry as he thrashed in the hands, shouting and screaming words of his own

"Hold him still" Jacob spoke, but Kendall refused, screaming and thrashing harder

"You bastard!" Kendall started screaming towards Jacob as he approached him, the poker he saw moments ago blazing hot, his shirt lifting up his skin to expose his flesh. Darcy screamed louder, but Kendall only looked in her direction to try to comfort her, but her usual grey eyes were wide and looking horrified as her gaze kept flickering back and forth to Kendall then Jacob's. But a horrifying pain scorched at his side, making Kendall arch his back and scream in pain, trying to twist away from the pain, but Jacob only held the object harder against his skin

"Stop it! Stop it please!" Darcy began to shout hysterically, her voice high pitched and scared as she shouted, but no one listened, only continued to keep pressing the burning hot object into other parts of Kendall's body, making him scream out with the pain. There were a load of other noises being thrust into Kendall's ears, the sound of someone being punched, but his mind was not working as much as he wanted it to, because the pain was his main focus

"STOP!" Kendall screamed as someone else put another burning object to his flesh, the sizzle of his flesh being burned hitting his ears, the smell of burning flesh making him feeling sick. He felt like he could pass out, but he refused


Darcy's p.o.v

She couldn't stop the sound of Kendall's screams as she watched Jacob and another man press one after the other red hot poker into Kendall's flesh, the men's fingers digging painfully into his flesh, but he probably couldn't feel their nails. Darcy couldn't scream for them to stop anymore, because a load of fists were raining down on her, punching and kicking her everywhere they could reach to show her that she shouldn't have messed with Jacob. But soon the raining of the fists stopped, and she was yanked to her feet the same fashion that they had Kendall, dragging her to a small, wooden table that was larger length ways than width. They slammed her against the wood, pinning her to the table as someone threw a cloth over her face and eyes, stopping her from seeing what they were going to do. As she screamed out, it was muffled behind the cloth, but she stopped screaming, waiting for something to happen, but nothing did, only a small splashing sound and a loud thump and a groan

"What are you doing?" Kendall suddenly spoke, his voice sounding in pain but masking it pretty well, but she still heard it. No one answered him, but suddenly freezing cold water started to splash against Darcy's face, making her take a large gasp, only for the mouth to fill with water as soon as she did, choking on the water. The river of water never stopped pouring on her face, stopping her from taking a deep breath of sweet air, someone screaming her name as she struggled under the hands that held her down, trying to throw off the cloth over her face, but nothing worked, and the stream of water continued as if she was doing nothing to stop it. Darcy kept trying to take a deep breath of oxygen when she could, but the cloth was removed from her eyes, and she tried to choking out the water stuck in her throat. Her coughing became violent as she expelled the water, trying to arch her back and lean over the table to help, but they didn't let her go

"Stop that! Please, just let her go! Stop hurting her!" Kendall's voice was just as frantic as hers had been moments ago, but he was pleading with them to stop hurting her, and she felt her heart swell up with emotion

"You know it's her we want. I want to punish her for running away from me while we were still in our relationship" Jacob spoke as Darcy flinched, still trying to cough and expel the water that was burning her throat

"W-We broke u-up when I-I left f-for" Darcy paused to cough violently, her shoulders quivering with the cough "fame" her voice was still very weak for the water, but someone slammed her down to the table again, covering her face with the cloth once more

"No!" Kendall's scream was ignored by everyone as the stream of water started to splash over her face again, leaving Darcy breathless and gasping for breath, fighting against the hands. But instead of the cloth being removed in two minutes, the water just kept splashing against her face until she saw blackness creeping into the corners of her vision, her body not fighting as much as it was giving up. The water stopped once again, but instead of the cloth removing from her face, she was simply pushed off the table with a hard push, her body too weak to catch herself. As she fell to the floor, the cloth fell from her face, but when her body hit the floor, all of the water trapped in her throat was violently expelled from her body, her body arching with freedom

"DARCY!" Kendall screeched as Darcy continued to cough and shiver with the cold water, Kendall's face coming into her vision, pulling her into his arms as she coughed. Kendall began to whack her back with his hands, trying to get rid of the water in her throat, but no matter how many times he hit her, the water didn't come out all at once, only parts expelling from her mouth

"I-I" Darcy tried to speak past the water, but her voice was too hoarse to understand even for herself, but Kendall shushed her soothingly, pushing away her soaking wet hair away from her face

"Shh, it's okay" Kendall soothed, gripping her tighter as someone approached, but he lifted Kendall from the floor by his shirt, lifting Darcy at the same time in the same fashion, walking out of the room. His footsteps boomed against the floor as he walked, the massive man literally kicking in the door because his hands were full. Everyone's head snapped up in horror at the sight


Logan's p.o.v

Logan couldn't break away his gaze from his two friends as they were suspended in the air by a huge man by their shirt, but Kendall's shirt had lifted up and Logan could see something that he really didn't want to see. There were horrible burn marks on Kendall's skin, orange and red in certain places as Logan looked. There was two on the left side of his body, one on the right, each one a different shape. But Darcy looked like a half drowned dog, her hair and the top part of her top soaking wet from something Logan could only guess was water. She was coughing heavily behind her hand, and Kendall was trying to touch her to probably sooth her. The huge man dropped them to the floor, Kendall managing to save himself from falling to the floor, lunging towards Darcy's falling figure before anyone could stop him. He managed to catch Darcy in mid-air, rolling off to the side still having her clutched to his chest

"Darcy?" Kendall's voice was low as he spoke to Darcy, but there was no reply. . .

. . .As Kendall collapsed to the floor holding Darcy's body in a tight grip, his body finally succumbing to the pain and sleep his body needed