*Emily's P.O.V.*

"No no no no NO!!!! WHAT WOULD SANDS WANTS WITH BENNY AND RUE?!? WHY DID HE KIDNAP THEM AND NOT ME?!?!..... ONCE I FIND YOU, SANDS, IM GONNA TEAR YOU TO SHREDS!!!!..... NO no no no no...... Calm down, Em...."

I walked back and forth in Brian and my shared office, nervously clenching and unclenching my hands. Yes, I was switching in between The Good Me and the Evil Me; no, I don't have a bipolar or emotion-based disorder. But I could feel my emotions splinter off into different versions of themselves.....

Brian Finch cautiously entered the room, eyeing my worriedly. I was by his side in a instant, asking in rapid fire session, "Did you find them?! Did you NOT find Benny and Rue?! Are they ok?! Is my birth mother ok?! Where is Mr. And Mrs. Cooper?! Where is Sands?! Has he been captured yet?!....." "Wow wow! Slow down!" Brian had me sit on the floor, crossed legged style.

My fellow genius sat in front of me, crossed legged, as he continued, "No, we have not found Benny or Rue yet. We do not know if there ok or not. Your birth mother is gonna be ok, though she'll be in a hospital for a while. Mr. And Mrs. Cooper are on there way here from their work. We do not know where Sands is yet, but we will find him soon. Better?"

Taking a deep breath, I let it out and nodded, "Better." Brian nodded, "Good, now let's put our heads together and try to think of why Sands would kidnap your sister and your friend....." Brian pulled a box of Legos out of his backpack, which caused me to raise an eyebrow. Titlting my head, I asked, "Really? You went out and bought a Lego set when my sister and best friend are being held prisoner by Sands?" Brian shrugged, revealing, "Whenever I analyze a problem or situation, I always make some form of craft to help me center my mind to the problem at hand.... I thought this might help......"

I blinked, slowly stating, "That's..... Actually really smart, in all honesty. Ok, we'll try analyzing your way!" Brian beamed, opening the Lego box and dumping the bags onto the floor. Before Brian could get up to grab scissors, I pulled my shirt up slightly, grabbing a knife from my waist bolt. I grabbed a bag and used the knife to cut a slit, placing the bags contents into one pile. As I continued to do the same thing to each bag, Brian Finch inquired, "Lemme guess, you convinced your dad and Nasreen to let you keep the knife on you at all times?" "Yep!" I smiled lightly, then added, "Now, let's get down to business---"

"To defeat! The Huns!" Clyde burst into the room at that moment, making Brian and I jump in surprise. Clyde looked embarrassed, "Sorry to intrude, but your gonna need all the help you can get." Brian and I raised an eyebrow at the same time. Clyde slowly backed out, mumbling as he went, "OK, Sorry again.... I'll just, show myself out now." Once we were alone again, Brian and I shrugged before we began to build the Lego set, juggling ideas back and forth at each other.

Brian opened his mouth, but I cut in by saying, "---No, I don't have a twin! Besides, why would Sands want me if I had a twin? Or why would he want my twin if I had a twin, which I don't have a twin?" Brian closed his mouth and shrugged, "You do have a point..... Sands wants you for your NZT filled blood, but he never showed interest in Rue and Benny. Why the sudden change?"

"Simple, to get to me," I sadly frowned, "Sands must have figured out there connected to me; he must have recongized them from the bus attack somehow. By kidnapping Rue and Benny, Sands has an advantage to pull me out into the light....." Brian hesitated before asking directly, "But why does Sands want you?" I raised an eyebrow. The heck is Brian talking about? Brian WAS paying attention to my ranting, right? "Cause my blood is filled with NZT; at least the compond formula needed to make NZT----"

"No no, but why does Sands want YOU?" Brian butted in, adding, "Sands can get as much NZT as he wants, without the hassle of drinking your blood or splitting your blood and the NZT compound apart! So why does Sands want you, specifically you?" I paused, mentally calculating Brian's question. My fellow genius does have a point.... Why me?

"..... Maybe Sands wants me because I have an already built in immunity to the NZT side affects?" I began to rant, my mind a blur of calculations and ideas, "Maybe Sands wants revenge on Senator Morra for a wrong the Senator caused Sands? Maybe Sands is an actual vampire?----I don't know, Brian! We can figure THAT part of the puzzle later! Right now, my sister and best friend are out there somewhere! Who knows what Sands may or may not be doing to them as we idle here and think up possibilities for theories we don't need to think of right now!"

I took a deep breath in, sighing as I lowered my head, "I'm sorry for my emotions getting in the way of our investigation....." Brian placed a hand on my shoulder, telling me, "I-It's ok, I would have done the same thing----- wait, that's it!" I raised an eyebrow, "What?" Brian got up, declaring, "I think I know where Sands is!" "WHAT?!" I got up as well, "WHERE?!" Brian turned to me, revealing, "When I worked for Senator Morra, Sands use to be my handler. If I know one thing about Sands, it's the....interesting..... Places we'd meet up. Sometimes we'd meet in a place we've both been at, such as when you met Sands on the bus and ran to the parking garage....."

"So where are they?!" I asked, sensing Brian's stalling. Brian took a deep breath before he declared, "Sands is, most likely, at the parking garage or your school....." I didn't listen to anymore of what Brian said. I ran out the door, not looking back; leaving Brian and the unfinished, discarded, Lego set behind. A smiley minifigure head stared at Brian's retreating back, unknowingly emitting a tiny signal to a concealed hand held walkie talkie......

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I'm sorry I keep putting off the chapters! Life has been hectic for me, but I'm gonna try to update my stories more often! Thank you for reading and still remaining a fan (or becoming a new fan) of my book! God bless!