≈Unknown P.O.V≈

It's almost been 16 years since I kidnapped the girl. I wonder how she's doing.. maybe I should drop in sometime, I know Stephanie wouldn't mind.

"Honey, dinners done." I hear my wife yell. I smile in response even though I know she can't see it. I walk into the room to join my family for dinner.

≈Rory's P.O.V≈

Once done with my shower I head back into my room to see a note on the ground. I go over and pick it up, it reads.

Got tired. Headed down to cellar for bed. Night. -C.C

Okey then. I close the top and head out to the kitchen to cook up dinner for my mom and I.

I finish an hour later and put the food on the table to cool. I sit down in my seat after I grab myself a drink of lemonade by now it's 10. Usually mom would be home by now but this has happened before so I continue to wait for another 30 minutes until I decide to eat dinner. I wait up another 30 minutes for her to just get home but it doesn't happen so I write a note saying that I went to bed and I'd see her tomorrow night.

Then I proceed to head back to my room after washing my dishes and go to sleep.

*Next day*

I wake up to music going through the house. It's The Other Side by Avenue Boyz one of my favorites. I get up in search of the source of such great awesomeness and find Mr. Pancakes making two bowls of cereal while going through my iPod obviously trying to change the song.

"I honestly feel offended that you don't like that song." I say scaring the shiz outta him my I say.

"Dang it Rory! You scared me." He replies. "I noticed. So what do you have against the Avenue Boyz?" I question him

"Are you kidding me? Their so banal. Teenage boy bands are just so common." He tells me.

"Shut up." I say. In response he just makes a bunch of incoherent noises. Intelligent I think to myself.

"So what you making?" I decide to change the topic.

"Oh you know just some breakfast." He says awkwardly while rubbing the back of his neck. I walk over to stand next to him and look down at the bowls. Inside are cornflakes with strawberries and milk of course. Next to that are some glasses of Apple juice.

"Nice." I say while nodding my head at his efforts. He smiles proudly in response. "I know right. Only took me an hour." He just got knocked down a point in the fastness category but up one in the efficiency portion. I grab a random bowl, a cup of juice and head over to table to eat. "Hey! I was gonna eat that bowl!" He yells at me as I laugh at him.

"Well you didn't grab it first so boho." I tease him. More incoherent noises. Mr. Pancakes that's not english. I think to myself.

"Mr. Pancakes uh?"

I look up at Chase to see him looking at me. "Yup. That's your nickname for me." I say smirking proudly. "Hmm then that means I need to make a nickname for you.." he says smugly. He continues to have this look of hard thinking on his face.. or either he's constipated but I don't think it the latter. I snicker at the thought. I finish eating my cereal and get up to wash my dishes. Then I proceed back down to the cellar to work on my project.

≈Chase's P.O.V≈

Rory heads back down to the cellar so, I finally have time to think about yesterday. There's only three possibilities of why Chol and Josh were here. 1 is that they still haven't found her yet and are still go house to house to search 'em. 2 they think Rory could be Joslyn and 3 the think Rory's mom might know who took Joslyn or where she is. Those are the only reasonable ones I could come up with. Sad I know, Rory does have the blonde hair like them but other than that I wouldn't be able to tell unless she is with one of them to compare to.

Ugh, we've been looking for her for almost 16 years. It's taken such a toll on them. I hate seeing them like that; so gloom and down, faking just about every smile. It's just so sad, and nobody can help them unless we bring Joslyn back. That would fix everything. I just can't believe someone would kidnap a 3 week old baby from its home. I mean who would do that? Their a sick bastard who's a coward and pathetic that's who.

"Shouldn't you be getting home now?" I hear someone ask beside me. I look over startled to see Rory looking at me. I look at the clock on the wall and see it's 11:30. Dang it. "Yeah, yeah I should be." I say as I stand up to leave. I head towards the front door with Rory trailing behind me. I open the door with a flourish and turn back to Rory "Good day my lady. I hope to see you again soon." I say in a bad English accent. She smiles and says "Thee too hope so as well." In an English accent much better than mine. Then I step over the threshold and she closes the door behind me. I look at the door for a few seconds then turn away and walk down the porch steps. I continue across the road, open my car door and climb in, then I proceed to go home which is like a five minute drive. I pull into the driveway and step outta my car. I hear a squeal of laughter from behind me and turn to see my little sister Camyron running at me with her arms wide open. I crotch down and open my arms waiting for her to get to me. She jumps on top of me and I stand up bringing her with me. For an 8 year old she looks to be 6 but she's way to smart for her own good. "How you been cupcake?" I ask her

"Dont call me that Chas! Where you been? We missed you!" She tells me enthusiastically "Well I made a new friend and they asked me to spend a few nights with them. But I missed you too." I tell her the half truth. But I did miss her that's the truth. "Oooh, when can I meet them?!" She yells at me. I just laugh her and put her back down. "So where's everyone?" I ask her.

"They are inside. Alex is here too! And Abigail!" "Okay let's go see them then uh?" I say jokingly.

"Piggy back ride!" She yells at me. I get down on one knee and wait for her to climb on. She gets on, I head up to our front door and go inside. I hear all the noises that you would expect in a house full of 6 kids plus Alexander Adams; and let me just say that's alot of noise for one house. I walk into the living room to see everyone gathered there.

"Hey Butterman!!" I groan internally as I glare at Alex for the nickname that I earned when I was 6. I had eaten 1 tub and 1 stick of butter before my mom had found me sitting in front of the fridge. (A/N I'll let you in on a secret. That had actually happened to me but instead it was only half a stick of butter and I was 2. ^-^ weird child I know.) And by then I was already friends with Adams and he came up with that brilliant name for me. I have hated him for it ever since. And he knows it too that's why he pushes the name so much.

"Hey Adams. How you been doin?" I ask.

"Eh you know the usual. Nothing much." Yeah.. I know. Is all I can think. I feel something gripping my neck and that's when I remember Camyron's still on my back. I grab her and bring her back so I'm holding her like a baby. Then I set her down on the ground and she runs off with Aaron laughing behind her. I smile at the two of them. Their so close its unbelievable. I turn back to my family to see my twin sister Jessica looking at me sadly. I know what she's thinking. She sees Camyron and Aaron as her and I. Two little kids without a care in the world. That was us when we were little. We didn't know what had happened to Joslyn until we were about 10. Our parents had just told us that there used to be a little girl named Joslyn but she became very sick and had died before she was one. We were sad at the prospect. But then we learned what really happened and it's never been the same. I quickly look away from Jessica because I can see the despair in her eyes. I don't need to see that right now. So, instead I turn back towards Alex to see him goofing off with Jamie.

"Come on Alex. Let's get outta here." I say to him.

"Ah man! I was just starting to get on J's nerves though! It's no fair. What'd you do that man?!" He continues to whine. One of his many gifts.

"Oh shush will you. I'm taking you somewhere."

"Oooh. Okey Butterman. Let's go then." He says as he runs outta the house. He can be such a kid sometimes it's unbelievable we're friends much less bestfriends. I follow him outside. "Who's car are we taking?" I ask him

"Mmm yours. Then you can drop me off at home after you take me where ever. So in the end I can kick back." He says smugly. Damnit why did I have to ask? We climb into my car and I already knew this was gonna happen but I never learn. Alex reaches over to my stereo system and starts messing around with the dials. He eventually finds a station he finds 'suitable' I don't know what he means by that but I don't even try to try anymore. I listen to the song that came on and realize it's Battle Scars by Lupe Fiasco and Guy Sebastian. This is such a good song I love it. I continue on towards my destination but take alot of detours to make him confused. I even stopped at a few stores and we went inside and walked aimlessly around for a few minutes. The last stop we take before we make it to where we're going is 7-11. Inside we get candy bars and drinks. Then I decide to get some gas to drag it out some more. I could tell I was annoying him. Well it suits him right. He's been annoying me for the last 16 years of our lives. It's time I got him back. We sit in my car for awhile just a block away from my secret. I wait until the car clock says its 4 O'Clock. Then I turn my car back on and drive around the corner and stop my car across the street.

"Okay. Some ground rules before I show you this. No goofing off. Be nice. And don't make any rude comments. Alright?"

"Yeah, yeah. Everytime you show me something new you always say that. I know the 'ground rules' by now." He says lazily.

"Okay, get out." I say to him and he complies. I follow after him, I cross the street and wait for him by the door. He comes up and I knock on the door. "Rory! It's me.. Mr. Pancakes!" I say uncertainty. She opens the door alittle bit a few moments later and she looks at me startled and frightened at me being here.

"Rory.. this is Alexander Adams but we call him Alex and Alex this is Rory.."