Hide and Spy- Gallagher Girls FanFic

JOE- Chapter 38

Joe

Chapter 38

Two days after Abby was kidnapped the phone rang, the four of us looked to each other. It was a safe house, nobody should have known the number … except Abby.

“Hello?” Rachel grabbed the phone, “Not until we know she’s okay … let me speak to her! … Abby? Yes we’re fine, we’ll come and get you!” She sighed, “Where and when? … Fine.” She hung up and looked to us all.

“Go on,” Edward swallowed.

“They said they’d let me swap with her,” Rachel sighed, “She’ll be safe and they’ll take me for whatever it is they want.”

“Where and when?” Matt asked, looking as unhappy as I felt.

“Tomorrow evening at this address,” She turned her napkin to us.

“That’s ten minutes from here,” I commented.

“We need to get her a tracker,” Edward suggested, 

“There’s one in my bag,” Rachel sighed, “Please don’t worry, I’m a big girl I can look after myself.”

“We have to worry,” I responded.

Rachel rolled her eyes and got up, “Are we getting this tracker in or not?”

“We’re coming,” Matt got up with Edward while I turned to the kitchen to make some drinks. It was best I stayed out of the way, implanting trackers hurt. It didn’t help that Rachel was scared of needles and the one used for a tracker was fairly large.

“Will you check it Joe?” Matt asked when they all came back form the bedroom a few minutes later.

“Sure,” I took the ID code from him and checked it through on my phone, “Yeah that works fine,”

“Good,” Rachel mumbled from where she sulked on the sofa, an ice pack on her arm to help the swelling.

“So what’s the plan of action?” Matt asked as we all took our drinks to the sofa.

“Let them take me without a fuss, provided you get Abby back,” Rachel instructed, “Leave it a few days and then track me and get me,”

“Sounds good to me,” Matt nodded his approval.

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The next evening I cut the engine in front of the farm house we had been directed to. Cautiously the four of us slipped out of the car.

“There’s no other cars about,” Edward pointed out.

“They won’t risk us getting a plate number,” Matt suggested, “They’ll probably already be inside,”

“Come on then,” Rachel bounded up the three steps to the wrap around veranda and peered through the glass window in the door before opening it.

“Rachel!” I called to her as she went in, “Wait for us!”

But she’d already gone inside.

We hastily followed after her in to a living room.

“There’s no-one here?” She turned to us and frowned. 

It was an open plan ground floor with only one door in the corner farthest away from us underneath the stair case that led upstairs.

“Matt, stay with Rachel,” I instructed as Edward and I took to the stairs.

Edward took the three doors on the left and I the three on the right.

The first door revealed a pink bedroom, the white tiled floor scattered with clothes, I picked up a t-shirt and smelt it. Raspberry and Mint, Abby’s favourite shampoo. I checked the cupboards, under the pine bed, even the ensuite but she wasn’t there. They’d moved her.

The next room was a bathroom, decorated in blue with a grotty looking shower in the corner. There was no soap by the sink and the cupboards were empty.

Finally I came to what must have been the master bedroom. A large double bed took up most of the room but it was neatly made as if nobody had slept in it the pervious night. The wardrobes and bathroom were also empty. 

Whoever had been here was now gone.

I met back downstairs with the others and shook my head sadly, “She might have been here but she’s not now,”

“How do you know?” Edward asked.

“The first room I went in had her clothes strewn all over, she still uses Raspberry and Mint shampoo?” I raised a questioning eyebrow.

“Yeah,” Edward nodded.

“What was that?” Rachel looked around, I hadn’t heard anything.

“What?” Matt asked her.

We all listened quietly and heard a muffled shout from somewhere. I looked back to the door under the stairs, “There must be a basement,” I stated as I walked over to the door.

“Abby!” Rachel called as I opened it to reveal a flight of stairs, the muffled cry responded again.

We all ran down the stairs in to the dimly lit room, sure enough Abby lay tied up and gagged in the corner. Edward removed the cloth from her mouth and sat her up.

“I’m sorry,” He whispered to her, “I didn’t mean-”

“I’m fine,” Abby cried softly, “We’re fine,”

I glanced to her bump, it looked fit to burst and I remembered how soon she was due.

“It’s okay, we’re going to-”

“You need to go,” Abby cut him off, “All of you! Go run!” She shouted.

“It’s a trap,” I whispered stepping back, my back hit someone’s chest.

As they went to grab me I spun and punched his chin. Four more men stepped in to the room behind him and seized the others before we could bother to put up a fight.

“Get off of me!” Rachel struggled.

“Leave him here,” The man that held her nodded to me, “We don’t need him.”

As my captor pushed me towards the wall I flung my head back in to his nose, probably breaking it from the crunch I heard. He let go of me for a second and I went to help the others.

I thought I’d made it to Matt when I was suddenly heading towards the ground, someone had grabbed my ankle and tripped me. I was dragged along the rough stone floor and flung in to the wall again, hitting my head pretty hard.

I gave up the fight as they began to tie me to the wall, only really coming to as the door slammed shut.

“Rachel!” I yelled, straining against the ropes. I sat back against the wall, we’d walked straight in to a trap. 

You IDIOT! I thought to myself, We walked straight in to their trap!

I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths, wanting to punch something wasn’t going to help anyone.

I opened my eyes when I heard footsteps on the stairs.

“Where’s the others?” Zach’s voice came,

“They got taken,” I sighed, “We walked in to their trap!”

“Cammie’s got a plan,” Zach came over and began to untie me, “We need to stop worrying about them and focus on that.”

“What are we doing?”