Jack's POV:
That night was the first time I checked my twitter in a month. And damn did my twitter blow up within the past hour. People sending me links to twitter, facebook, and youtube pages that are for to find Amilia. People telling me that their passing on the message and sending her twitter and youtube around.

These are our real fans. The ones that actually care for one another. The ones that have respect for who we know.

I can't believe its actually working. I smile at my phone screen and I start crying.

Amilia, where ever you are. I hope you know I'm looking for you.
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Amilia's POV:
I slowly open my eyes, my whole body felt heavy. My vision was blurry and I try to move my head to look around. It takes a few minutes then my vision gets clear. I was in a bedroom, or was it a hotel room? I couldn't think straight. Where was I? And... where was Jack? Last thing I remember... I was dancing with Jack in the club... How long ago was that...?

I try to sit up but I was to tired to try. Where am I? I never felt this way before...

"Their actually trying to look for her," I hear a guy say. What..? "Bring in the fans I guess, but they'll never find her." "I wouldn't expect them to look for her really." "Oh please, she's Jack Barakat's girlfriend. Of course he will." "Have to say it was genious to drug her when Jack was to busy head banging. And when they turned around to talk to rest of their friends, leaving her soda unattended." "Told you it was. Jack will never suspect it was us. Because they didn't see us."

"How long do you think its gonna be till he gets here?" "Don't know, their busy touring and other stuff." "Well I hope he gets here soon, because I'm bored sitting around here." "Maybe she's up, we have to feed her and get her to drink water as soon she wakes up with how much of the drug we gave her." "I'll go check."

I lay my head back down and close my eyes, I was still breathing really slow. I hear the door open and footsteps. I feel someone's hand grab my hand and he feels my wrist, "I know your awake. Open your eyes."

I slowly open my eyes and look up at the guy. He sighs, "come on I have to sit you up so you can drink and right." I didn't have a choice, he moves his arms under me and sits me up. "She's up!," he calls. "Got it!!" Two minutes later the other guy runs in with food and a large glass of water on a tray.

"You have to eat and drink, or the signs effects will be really bad, just trust us." "Why would you say that, why would she trust us, she knows we drugged and kidnapped her." "Look, either you eat and drink, or experience worse sign effects besides being out for a whole day."

He puts the tray on my lap and I look down at the food. I was really thirsty though. "How weak are you?" "I had to lift her up." "Looks like we're feeding." "Your feeding, I did my part." "What!" The first guy walks out and the second guy groans. "Just let me feed you, okay?"

I slowly nod and open my mouth. He puts some food in my mouth and I eat it. "Water," I mumble. He nods and picks up the glass, there was a straw in it. I take large sips, "easy. Little sips." I nod and take little sips, the water tasted great.

He fed me for what felt like a hour, when I saw the time it was really 20 minutes. Everything was moving so slow. "How do you feel?" I close my eyes and let out a groan, "tired," I mumble. "I expected that. Thats normal. Get some sleep and hopefully the guy that paid us will be here in the morning."

He walks out with the tray and I stare in shock. The-the guy who paid them to kidnap me?....