Vanoss's POV:

"How are we suppose to fix him though?" I asked Donna throwing my hands to my face. "Evan, calm. Just think. Alright? Think about everything. Just everything." I gave her a questioning look. "Just do it Evan." I shook my head and sat back down onto the couch. I lay my head back against the top of the couch and I looked up at the ceiling. "Close your eyes and think Evan." I closed my eyes. I let out slow and easy breaths. I haven't noticed that I was extremely exhausted. All the nights I haven't slept, all the over thinking I've done, and all the worrying and missing I've done. Something touched me inside my thoughts. I shot my eyes opened and saw Donna there holding my hand. She hushed me. I closed my eyes again. Delirious's face went through my mind. His laugh. Behind his face was the ocean. Its when we were on the pier. We just escaped from the lab. He just showed me his face. His mask was on the floor of the pier. The lights of the rides shining off of his blue eyes. His laughing started to fade and the scene disappeared. Now I felt a rush of pleasure. Delirious and I were in that old hotel we hid in before going to the lab. We were both sweating and pretty much attached to each other. Delirious released the deep kiss and smiled. Oh that wonderful smile. That scene then also disappear. Then a huge rush of pain went right to my stomach. "Evan! No! Don't open your eyes!" I gritted my teeth trying not to scream out my lungs. I was in a hospital bed looking around. I felt really small. I saw Donna walking towards me. She started cutting me open. Everything was happening fast. Someone was trying to break into the door. No. It wasn't me in the bed, it was Delirious. I was the one trying to break down the door. Everything zoomed by. I was now looking down at Delirious. "You are the day and night." Donna said. Delirious was shining a bright blue as I was shining a bright yellow. Like the color of my owl eyes. The pain was gone from my stomach as I kissed Delirious. Then the whole world stopped as Donna carried our little baby girl to us. The scene went black. "Evan! Evan!? Wake up!" I shot up off the couch. "What?!" "You were glowing yellow like you were after you saved Delirious." "I know!" I said, I haven't noticed I was crying. "I know how to get him back!" I let out all my joy by spinning around with my arms out. Donna started laughing as she joined me. Our celebration stopped as my phone went off. I ran to it and read the message. "Its from Moo." I said unlocking it. "The more Delirious kills the more delirious he gets. And the more delirious he gets the harder it'll be to get him back... Vanoss you need to hurry." I dropped my phone and ran to the door. "Evan whats going on?" Donna asked running with me. "We're gonna get our babies back." 

Moo's POV:

"So you think you could trick us?" Luke asked kicking my knee. "Huh?!" He asked again pushing my chair backwards. I fell right on my hands. "NO!" I yelled. I glared at him as he picked me back up. "Lets see what Mr. Delirious thinks about this." He sneered as he walked out of the room. I sat there with my head down. Its been three weeks and Delirious is a fucking monster. I'm afraid to say... he may even kill Vanoss if he comes near. My ringtone interrupted my thoughts. It was on the ground across the room. From my view it looked like the caller ID said Vanoss. It rang and rang, then stopped. I sighed as the door opened and that creepy face came into view. 

Vanoss's POV:

"Shit, Moo didn't answer." I said speeding down the road to Bahama Mamas. "Maybe they're doing something." Donna said. I nodded. "Maybe." I rushed into the parking lot and got out of the Kuruma. I ran inside through the back of the building. The room was dark except the one light bulb hand from a chain. Below it was Moo. A battered up Moo tied in a chair. A man was standing a few feet away from him. The man had very dark blue eyes. He was very muscular. The arms of the blue hoodie he was wearing were torn up. But the eyes I couldn't get over. They were behind a mask. A mask I haven't seen in forever. The eyes through the mask looked at me. Those eyes used to always be a beautiful light blue. He was towering over Moo with a knife. A knife with other people's blood. The man was a psychopath. The man was my soulmate... or used to be. 

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