Come Home Soon...

Chapter Five

It had been a few days since they sent the evidence into the lab. Alex's dad got a call saying that they got the results back and they had a match on the prints, all they needed to do now was track down the person. Alex was waiting for when they found the guy; he needed Justin back.

Alex's mind wandered, he couldn't help it. He wondered if Justin was okay, hell he was even concerned about Montgomery. Alex wondered where they were and what they were doing. He hoped that they were treated well and that they weren't hurt or worse, dead. That was a thought Alex couldn't handle; them being dead. They couldn't be dead, he couldn't lose justin. He flopped back on his bed; he was very impatient. After what seemed like forever he got the text he had been waiting for.

New Message:

From: Dad

We tracked down the guy, bringing him in for questioning right now.

Alex was happy, this guy could lead them to Justin, he might be able to see his boyfriend today. He texted his dad back.

Compose Message:

To: Dad

Thank you, please keep me updated

He sighed and looked through his and Justin's texts again, then looking through the pictures he had of Justin and them together. He continued it until he fell asleep. He was woken up by his dad shaking him.

"Alex, wake up. We found them. You need to come with me, their at the station."

Alex jumped up and went with his dad, them going to the police station, Justin sitting there. He ran in and went straight to Justin, going to hug him.

Alex jumped up. It was a dream. A fucking dream. Justin was still missing and Alex was still alone. The boy cursed his subconscious as he got up, going downstairs to get food. Alex stayed downstairs, waiting for his dad to come home and either tell him they found the boys or that they found anything new from this guy.

It was hours later that his dad actually came home. He walked in the door, rubbing his face with his hand, looking stressed. Alex figured it would be best if he waited a bit to ask what had happened. When his dad finally sat down in the chair by the couch he decided that was a good time to ask.

"So what happened?"

"We didn't find them. He was no help."

"What did he say?"

"He said we will never find them and that they are miles away and one was probably dead by now. They dropped them off and traded them with someone else so even he doesn't know where they are now. He said that they came up behind the boys, taking one by surprise with a chloroform rag and that the other one got in the way so they had to take him as well so they wouldn't get caught. He didn't say which one he was talking about but he said that when we found them, if we found them, one would be dead and the other alive."

"Did he say why there was a knife?"

"He said the knife was there in case one of them fought back."

"Please tell me they didn't find any blood on the knife?" Alex said, hopeful. He knew how both boys were and knew for fact that both would try to fight back.

"No, no blood was found."

"Oh thank god," Alex said, relieved.

"Yeah, we traced the phone numbers earlier but that led us nowhere either. The phones were thrown onto the side of the road, across from the car."

"Oh shit," Alex said. They literally had no way of finding the boys. No way to track them, no one that they know of that knows, unless the guy was lying, which there was a great chance of, but even then, how would they get him to tell the truth?