Gone

I Know Where He Is

*Mike POV*

Mike pushed the trees out of the way, edging his way closer to the hose he knew had his friend inside.

He got to the door and pushed it open, carefully slipping inside the house.

He crept towards a door that grabbed his attention.

He opened it slowly.

Billie was curled up in a ball in the corner.

He had found him!

"Beej." Mike whispered. Billie sat up, saw Mike, and his face lit up.

But suddenly, Billie's expression turned to horror as he looked behind Mike.

"What?" Mike asked.

Suddenly he felt the cool steel of a gun being held up against his temple. The trigger clicked.

*Tré POV*

Lying awake, I sighed. Sleeping hasn't been easy these few weeks. I got my phone out and clicked on a random game, playing for awhile.

Suddenly, heard a blood curdling scream come from Mike's room.

I dropped my phone and ran across the hall to Mike's room, opening the for and bursting in.

I ran over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

"It's okay," I said in a soothing voice.

He was actually sobbing.

I'd never saw Mike like that, ever.

"Hey now, you're okay." I said. He buried his head into the crook of my neck, but he had stopped crying.

"Bad dream?" I asked. He nodded.

He was really shaking. "What happened?" I asked. He sniffed and looked at me.

"He was gonna shoot me, Tré. And Billie too." Mike said, his voice shaking almost as much as him.

"It was just a dream. It's okay." I said, rubbing his back like he was a child.

"Tré?" He asked, sitting up.

"Mm hmm?" I replied, still comforting him.

"I know where he is. I know where he's keeping Billie," Mike said.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Get some sleep." I said.

Mike nodded and I helped him lie down, tucking him in. He fell asleep straight away.

I hope there's no more nightmares.

And I hope he's right about Billie.

*a/n kind of a filler chapter, but I wanted to update and we needed some Trike love. ;D Please comment and vote, it really helps!*