Mitch examined himself in the mirror, shaking as some of strippers looked him over. He was forced to put on some black high heels with a little now on them. He wasn't complaining, but he just wanted to go home.

"Who's the anorexic one?"

"How should I know? Looks like fresh meat."

"He looks like a child, that's what he looks like."

"Nice kitty ears."

"I won't be surprised if no one wants to pay him."

Mitch teared up a bit, biting his lip to keep himself from crying. A girl walked over to him, a frown on her face as she glared at everyone else.

"Yo, leave him alone! Leave or else I'll tell the boss that you guys didn't get paid tonight!"

Everyone rolled their eyes, going onstage to perform or to talk to customers. The woman frowned once more, putting a gentle hand on Mitch's back.

"Hey, what's the matter, love? You look very young. Why are you here?"

"I-I..."

Mitch was interrupted by a sob, crying silently as the woman waited for him to answer. The woman sighed, bringing Mitch in for a hug.

"Are you a runaway?"

"I...I think so."

The woman nodded, knowing how Mitch felt at this moment. She ran away when she found out that her Pack leader was planning to give her to another Pack. Two years have passed since then and she has no one.

"I understand, kiddo. Why did you run away?"

Mitch wiped his eyes, swallowing the lump in his throat. He sighed, looking up at be female the best he could. She is wearing something that is similar to a bar with sparkles on it and short shorts. She wore high heels too, making her taller than she really is. Mitch looked in the mirror, wiping away his smeared makeup as he looked back at the woman.

"I'm the reason why my Pack has problems. If I never joined, nobody will be upset. There will be no drama or anybody being angry at another Pack member. Nothing like that happened until I joined the Pack. Everything is my fault."

The woman was about to answer when the man from earlier slammed the door open, his eyes red. She widened her eyes while Mitch closed his eyes, a tear rolling down his cheek.

I'm so scared.

"LINDSEY, WHERE'S YOUR MONEY?!"

Lindsey sighed, reaching into her bra-like thing and taking out a couple hundred dollar bills. She took some out of her shorts, handing them to the man. He counted the money, scoring as he glared at her.

"This is a thousand dollars short from last week. I'm disappointed."

"Well I'm sorry that The Violinist couldn't get more money from pole dancing to a song played by Mozart. No everybody finds that attractive."

"Don't talk back to me," he hissed, griping her chin tightly. Lindsey refused to let him win, glaring at him intensely. "You better give me five thousand dollars by tomorrow."

Lindsey spit in his face, causing him I exclaim in disgust. Mitch giggled a bit, shrinking when the man stomped up to him. The man gripped his arm, his eyes still red.

"I have a name chosen for you. It's Pussy Cat. You better have a five thousand dollars for me by tomorrow. If you don't, you will be severely punished in front of everyone in the club. I gave something planned too, Pussy Cat. Say goodbye to your freedom. Lindsey!"

She nodded, walking over to the two men. The older man let go of Mitch, pointing to the pole in the room. He pushed Mitch roughly, going towards the backstage exit.

"Teach him the basics. Have him ready in five."

Lindsey nodded, sighing in relief when the man left. Mitch looked at the pole, tilting his head as he looked back at Lindsey.

"Are we playing tetherball?"

"No, baby. I'm sorry. You must learn how to pole dance."

"What happens if I don't?"

"You'll be forced to be the boss' Mate."

~~~

Scott ran to the house, not looking back at Kelsey once. He opened the door, shaking his head when he couldn't find Mitch anywhere.

"Mitch?! MITCH?!"

Scott ran upstairs, breathing rapidly when he couldn't find his husband anywhere.

"MIIITTTTCCCHHH!!!"

No answer.

Scott fell to the ground, sobbing as he prayed to find Mitch. The door opened, but he didn't care. He just wanted Mitch back.

"Baby, where are you?! Come back!"

"Scott?"

Scott stood up, hearing Avi's voice call for him. He wiped his eyes, hoping that he didn't look like a mess. He walked downstairs, not caring to see who was in front of him.

"I can't find Mitch. Where he is?"

"That's what we want to know. He's nowhere."

That was Tori. Scott sat down on the couch, sobbing quietly as he felt the couch dip. He felt a soft hand on his back, not bothering to see who it was.

"I'm sorry, Scott. I'm so sorry."

That voice. Scott could remember it from anywhere! He looked over at the person, widening his eyes as he made eye contact with them.

"Hey, Sco-"

"Get out of my house, Kirstin."

Kirstin frowned, looking up at Avi sadly. Ben and Jessi shared a look, not knowing how to explain this to Scott. Scott glared at the female, standing up to get away from her.

"Scott, ple-"

"Shut up, Avi! She's dead! Why is she here?!"

Avi opened his mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Tori sighed sadly, shaking her head as Scott continued to glare at Kirstin. It was Ben who spoke up, looking at Kirstin himself.

"Kirstin had a twin named Christina."

Scott widened his eyes, remembering Christina clearly. She was very homophobic and said nasty remarks about him and Alex. Kirstin always stood up for them, which caused the sisters to argue. Scott looked back at Kirstin, his eyes filling up with tears once more.

"So...Chr-Christina was the one who died?"

Kirstin nodded, hugging Scott right away. She shushed him sweetly, smiling at Avi. Scott looked at Tori, frowning a bit as he looked down at Kirstin.

"So...how do you feel about Avi being married?"

Kirstin laughed a bit, shaking her ring to Scott. He smiled, examining her ring with his utmost attention.

"Well, once upon a time, a very straight Kirstin was sent to rehab unfairly. She was there for four years. At first, it was Hell for her. When the third year passed, very straight Kirstin found out that she was actually ultra lesbian Kirstin."

"So...wait...does that mean..."

"Yes. I prefer pus-I mean, cats over roosters."

Scott tilted his head, by getting it right away. When he did, he dropped his jaw open and began to laugh hysterically. Jessi raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out why the four adults were laughing so hard.

"WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!"

"It means that Kirstin loves cats, a lot," Avi answered, winking a bit. Kirstin blushed, hitting him playfully. "Just stating the facts. I like cats a lot too."

Tori glared at Avi, hitting him playfully too. Jessi sighed heavily, crossing their arms when no one answered them. Ben laughed, kissing Jessi's forehead sweetly. Tori gasped suddenly, grilling Scott's arm tightly.

"Esther stole our children!"

"No, duh. It's obvious. It has been for the past three books whenever there has been a villain."

"Books?" Avi asked, raising an eyebrow. Scott widened his eyes a bit, putting a hand over his mouth. "What do you mean by books?"

"Um, nothing."

"O...kay?" Kirstin spoke up, looking at Scott with a weirded out look on her face. "Esther stole your children? That's so weird of her. She had a crush on me and I had one too, but I thought it was just that we were best friends. I thought about asking her when I was I rehab."

"Why didn't you?"

Kirstin felt someone wipe away a tear for her, smiling when she saw that it was Tori. She sighed sadly, looking at everyone with pain in her eyes.

"Because she loved Darien and I refused for her to pick me over him."

~~~

Darien put the kids in the car, smiling when Jordyn immediately held onto Melody's hand. Ariel and Erik were laughing, talking to each other about everything and anything. N.J and Alex cooed silently, not aware of their surroundings. Little Mariposa slept, her eyes closed as she sucked on her pacifier. Darien shut the door, closing it silently as he looked back at the children.

"Ready to see your mommies and daddies again?"

Erik and Ariel both said yes, jumping up and down on their seats. Jordyn and Melody smiled, nodding as they looked at each other. N.J, Alex, and Mariposa were the only ones that didn't answer, falling asleep as they prepared themselves for the long ride home.

"Mr. Darien?" Ariel asked, her brown eyes full of tears. Darien nodded, backing out the driveway. "Where is Mommy and Daddy? I want them. They give me kisses every night."

Darien frowned, tearing up himself as he looked back at the little girl. Erik looked at him too, waiting for a response. Darien sighed, not wanting to lie to this kids.

"I don't know, but I'll find them. Once I do, you and your brother and everyone else will be with their mommies and daddies. You'll be happy again."

Ariel nodded, wiping her eyes sadly. Erik kissed her on top of her curly hair, putting an arm around her shoulder. Darien smiled, wanting his own child I come now so be cou-

Oh, that's right. Esther and I are divorcing.

Esther said that if they were to have a divorce, she would have full custody of the child no matter what and will make sure that Darien never sees them. It broke his heart to know that Esther would do such a thing. What happened to the sweet girl he knew?

I'll find out, Esther. I know that Kirstin has something to do with it. I'll find her and I'll hurt her so she could feel the same pain she put you threw. We might be getting a divorce, but I will always love you. Yes, go ahead, sing Whitney Houston. I know that you love her.

Darien smiled sadly, looking back to find the kids sleeping peacefully. He sighed to himself, determined to take these kids home so they could be with their parents again.

"You'll be home in no time, sweet children. I will refuse to give up. Esther won't hurt you anymore, okay?"

Darien drove slowly, the snores of the babies calming him down. *NSYNC played peacefully in the background, courtesy of Esther. He laughed a bit, knowing that Esther used to have a crush on Justin Timberlake. He found it adorable and promised her that he will buy tickets for her if *NSYNC were to have another tour.

Will that ever happen? I just wanted her to be happy? Is that too much to ask for?

Darien just wanted the old Esther back. Was that too much to ask for? She used to be so kind and Kirstin ruined that. Darien hated Kirstin so much because of Esther's personality change and it broke his heart to know that she might not be the same ever again.

Please change, Esther. Please.

Blue and red lights from behind caught his attention, making him look up at his mirror. He widened his eyes when he saw that it was a police car that was following him, pulling over quickly. He talked his fingers anxiously, wondering what he did wrong.

"Sir, are you Darien Koop?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Mr. Koop, please come out the car."

Darien nodded, opening his door only to be yanked out and thrown to the ground. He felt blood on his cheek, cringing when he felt it spread across his face. He became dizzy, feeling handcuffs on his wrists. He could hear the police officer from earlier, talking to him in a voice of utter disgust.

"Darien Koop, you are arrested for the kidnapping of Jorydn, Melody, Erik, Ariel, Nel. Alex, and Mariposa Kaplan and the abuse of Esther Kaplan."

Esther lied to them?!

He was lead to the police car, blood still dripping down. He was read the Miranda Rights while an officer took the babies out his car, a tear rolling down his bloody cheek.

I'm sorry that I couldn't save you, babies.

A/N: I'm kind of scared writing the parts were Mitch performs at the club.xD I don't write things like that, lol. This story will be going to theory five or forty chapter for sure. We shall see.;) Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤