The Monkees Part 1

Chapter 10

Mike had finally come to after several hours. His entire body hurt. He slowly lifted his head and he barely heard some familiar voices. Once he lifted his head all the way up, he slowly opened his eyes. He saw to left of him was Micky and Peter and to the right was Davy.

"Thank God you are all okay." He found himself saying.

"Mike?! Your awake." Peter had another worried expression on his face.

"Yeah. I'm awake with a huge headache."

"Did you find out who these guys are?"

"No. They wouldn't tell me. The only thing they said was that you 3 were okay."

"What is their plan?" Davy asked as he tried to untie himself.

"I'm not sure." Mike squinted his eyes due to the lights. He laid his head back hoping the now migraine would go away.

"You sure your okay Mike?" Micky asked worriedly.

"Yeah. I'll be fine. We need a plan to get out of here."

"Okay. Got anything?"

"Not really. I was hoping one of you did. I can't necessarily think straight right now. So it's up to you 3."

""Okay. Anyone got anything that could help us?" Micky asked looking at Davy and Peter hoping for an answer.

"Actually I do. If I could reach down to my boot, I got a pocket knife there." Davy answered and looked down at his boot.

"You keep a knife in your boot?" Peter asked in concern.

"Yeah. I don't have time to explain. Mike, I need you to get it. Think you have the energy to get it?"

"Yeah. Come on  let's get it over with. Then you have some explaining to do about why you keep a knife in your boot. "

"Okay I can handle that."

Davy lifted his boot up and put his foot on Mike's leg so Mike could get the knife.

"Davy, there's no knife. Did you take it out at any point?"

"No. Maybe it fell out when I was brought here."

"You know you could remove your foot right?"

Davy gave a small smile and put his foot back down. "Sorry."

"We need another plan."

"Micky has been keeping quiet. I think he's thinking." Peter stated.

Mike and Peter both eyed Micky who looked very deep in thought. "What's on your mind Mick?"

"Well, how did you escape the very first time you were kidnapped before you were chained up?"

"I untied myself. It was difficult but I got it undone myself." Mike looked down at his hands that were tied. Then he looked over at Davy, and then back at his hands. "Davy, I need you to untie me."

Mike put his hands out to Davy and he started untying Mike. Once his hands were untied, he untied the rest of himself and stood up and walked over to Davy and began untying him. Davy and Mike were now the only ones untied so each of them went over to Micky and Peter.

"So, what's the plan Mike?" Micky asked standing up.

"I'm not sure shotgun."

"Okay. Let's take a minute to think."

"Someone's coming guys."

"Uh,quick hide."

"Mike, Peter and Davy hid. Micky didn't have a chance to. He stood up straight and the guy entered and looked at him.

"Hey!! What are you doing? Why aren't you tied up? And where are your friends?"

"I can only answer one question. Which one do you want to ask?"

"Where are your friends?"

"Somewhere. They escaped."

"And left you? I highly doubt they would leave you. I'm going to ask you again........Where are your friends? If you tell me, things will go well with you."

"And if I dont tell you?"

"Then I'll have the boss man deal with you himself. You saw what he did to your friend Mr. Nesmith. Unless you want it to happen to you, I suggest you talk."

At this time, Mike appeared with his hands up. "No need. There's no one else here. Peter and Davy took off to find the cops. I told them to. They listen to me. So they aren't here."

"For some reason, I don't believe you. How do I know they aren't in this room?"

"They're not." Mike had the most truthful face on (Even though he was clearly lying).

He was approached by this guy as he examined Mike's face to see if he was lying or telling the truth. "Okay. You have a truthful face. I will believe you.........for now."

"Mike, why did you do that?"

"That's what friends do."

"Isn't that sweet. Now, how do you two want it?"

Mike and Micky just looked at each other.

"Both of you are coming with me."

They were dragged out and Peter and Davy both stood up from their hiding spot. Davy turned to Peter. "We need to help them."

"Okay. Any ideas on how to do that?"

Davy scanned the room trying to think. "Yeah. Use the phone. Call the police."

"Okay." Peter ran over to the phone as Davy kept watch.

Peter hung up the reciever a few minutes later and he said: "No luck. It's dead."

"Okay. We do this the hard way I guess."

"What's your plan?"

"First we find Micky and Mike. Then we go after whoever is in charge."