I wake up to the sun shining through the window, falling directly over where I am lying.

Sighing, I decide to get up.

Sitting up straight, I find myself alone in the room with a note on the bedside table saying he is in the kitchen. I yawn loudly, stretching and feeling much like a cat before I finally make myself get up and somehow reach the bathroom.

Brushing my teeth, I wash my face, still somehow feeling gloomy.

Brushing it off as the fatigue of the past few days, I simply strip and take a quick shower, loving the cold water as it jolts me awake.

It takes me a few more minutes to get dressed in another set of clothes I have here. After my stay here, and the random show ups I did the last year, this room has been allotted to me official. Which means it is fully equipped with all of my clothes.

Humming to myself, I go down the stair and into the kitchen where I find Jayden and Chris huddled together in one corner talking while the cook, Anita gives me a smile.

Responding to her with a quick smile, I make a bee line for the steaming jar of coffee, pouring in a cup and moaning when I finally take a sip.

Clearing of a throat makes my eyes snap open to see the two men staring at me.

Jayden looking at me in an intense way, with his eyes hooded speaking clearly of his intentions. Forcing myself not to blush as well as smile, I look at the other man, who looks as if he would be anywhere but here.

"I love you Ash, I really do. But you are my sister and I don't want to know how you sound when doing that."

Christopher Ryland sounds positively disturbed, making me burst out laughing.

"It's okay buddy. I am pretty sure you're next girl will help you forget this."

I tease him, loving how the tips of his ears turn pink as he grumbles under his breath about how much I suck as a friend. Anita looks confused, but the petite Indian woman says nothing about it, simply continuing to work on her food.

Jayden on the other hand isn't as hesitant and asks, "What am I missing?"

Before I get a chance to reply, Willow comes running in, panting as she stops in front of me. She bends down for a second, breathing deeply a few times before speaking, "Your apartment building. It's gone."

I frown, not sure what she means.

"What?"

"Your apartment building? Mr. Lee's. It's gone."

"How can a building be gone?"

She looks distressed, "It has crumbled. It happened last night, and the police thinks it may be done by someone."

Alarm flashes through all of us as the men stand up, following the two of us as we start for the office, hearing Willow explain herself.

"It's all over the news. A lot of people are rescued and sent to hospitals. It's a mess and if the news reports are anything to go by then they think someone did it deliberately because the structure of the building, and the material and build and everything of that building was strong. It shouldn't have fallen even if there was an earthquake."

Just as her sentence finishes, we burst through the office doors hearing snippets of the news reporters as they all try to tell us everything and anything they knew about this.

Apparently there has been reports of loud noise and sights of 'strange and suspicious men' around the building before it fell down in a crumble late at night, around what can be guessed as 1 a.m. today.

We all sit in silence, watching the news be repeated again and again on the same few questions and answers.

"Do you think...?"

I ask in a whisper, knowing the answer before even completing the question.

"Yes."

The answer comes from Articus as the older man sat leaned over the table across the room. His eyes stay fixed on the television.

My shoulders slump, realizing that this is another matter which will weigh me down for a long time. The guilt of the previous attacks and mess still fresh, so this makes me want to scream out as loud as I can.

Jayden wraps his hands around me, letting me take his support.

I push my face in his chest, groaning at the situation I seem to be stuck in. Well, at least James will be behind the bars now, so he can't do anything else.

"Why would he do this though?"

Christopher seems troubled as his question is responded by silence.

He is right after all. Why would they, he, attack a whole building when he knew I am not there? I thought he is sure to go after the girls. So this makes no sense.

What are we missing?

"Maybe they want to scare us?" Blake suggests, though his suggestion sounds more like a question itself so we don't bother to give him any sort of response.

"Jay," I look up in the blue eyes of the love of my life as he stares down at me, "I am not feeling very good about it. Can you check up with the members that are there outside Camille's house?"

He looks at me for a second before giving me a small smile and dialling to someone. Not bothering to see who it is, I bring my head back to rest it on him as I wrap my arms around his waist too. I feel one of his hand come up to the back of my head.

I close my eyes, forcing myself to not think of the worst.

"Princess, the girls have not stepped out since last night and there has been no tries to breach in either. I have asked one of them to knock and pretend to be lost and get us a video evidence of it to see them there."

All I do is nod slowly, still not ready to release him from my arms.

I don't want to go anywhere, not even a step away from him. He is my safe haven, my home.

I can't still shake of this horrible feeling that I have.

We wait for a few minutes, my level of stress rising with each second that passes. I know that the video evidence is a great way to calm me, and I know it will take some time but still.

It takes around half an hour before we hear a ring from Jayden's phone.

He takes it out, grunting as he answers, not giving them a chance to say anything before he starts shouting, "I asked to send me a video evidence. Not a bloody call!"

He goes silent for a second, probably listening to the other side before he frowns. He looks down at me once, speaking, "Are you sure?"

Humming at whatever that the man on the phone has said, he cuts off the phone.

"What's wrong?"

He looks at me first before looking around the office before going to me again, "They are not there."

"What?"

He nods, "My men had knocked for about fifteen minutes before they broke in, thinking they may have missed something. But the house is clean."

"Maybe someone kidnapped them?"

He shakes his head at Christopher, his eyes locked with mine. "They checked the whole house. There is no struggle sign. Neither inside and nor on the locks."

I run my hand through my hair, them shaking slightly.

"This makes no sense."

I mutter, pulling out my phone out of my back pocket and dialling for Abby. It rings for a few minutes before it gets to voice mail. This continues for a few times before I pull it away, almost throwing it away.

But before I can do that, it rings.

It shows an unknown number so I look at Jayden in confusion.

"Put it on speaker."

I nod at him, accepting the call and putting it on speaker immediately.

"Is this Ashlyn Greene?"

A female voice sounds through the device, an unfamiliar female voice which makes my frown deepen. I see the same confusion and puzzlement on everyone's face as well.

"Yes. Who is this?"

"Oh dear. I am a nurse at the Wilson Hospital. You are registered as the emergency contact for Miss Abigail?"

My heart stops for a second before beating again. "Yes. What's wrong?"

"I am sorry to inform you of this dear, But in the building collapse, she has been critically injured. It is suggested that you come here as soon as you can"