BTS Kidnapped

Part One Hundred and Fourteen

Summary:

So...

Not to brag or anything BUT!

OUR BABIES ARE #1 ON BILLBOARD BABY!!!!

AGAIN!!!

WHAT IS THIS!!!

Also...I bought Dynamite again, lol. Can we make it week 3????

Anyway, enjoy this present my little friends!!!!

~oooOooo~

"Why doesn't the radio work?" Namjoon asked, fearing now that this was all the same big trap they were supposedly running from.

"The storms probably took the towers out," Mathan said as he looked Namjoon in the eye. "That happens a lot in these parts. You have no idea how gone you really are. There isn't good cell service for dozens of miles in any direction. Radio signal is just as bad. The compound only had it because they had their own military grade towers. It's the only competent thing Dorian did. Steady communication is what kept the seven of you gone for as long as you have been."

"How...how long have..." Jungkook stuttered.

"Seven months," Mathan said. "Closer to eight. Long enough."

"Yoongi..." Taehyung said, his eyes wide with concern as he looked at the man he loved.

"I'll carry him when we go," Mathan tried to assure him. "All of us are still getting out of here alive. Even if I have to resuscitate you myself."

"How?" Jin asked, looking around at his members.

All of them had more color for sure, Taehyung's cheeks flushed with the adrenaline coursing through him, but all of them were still weak.

"One foot in front of the other til we get where we need to go," Mathan answered. "My team knows where to wait for us. That is where we have to go, even if it takes a while."

"How do we know no one followed us?" Jimin asked, his eyes still wide as they flitted here and there, the man constantly on edge now that Gregor had discovered where they were.

If his master's guard was here, Jimin knew that Sven wouldn't be far behind.

"We don't," Mathan said. "I can try and scout for footsteps. The mud will be a dead giveaway but...I didn't see anyone when I climbed a tree for signal. I think we'll be okay for now."

Then again, Mathan had missed Gregor sneaking up on them all.

Had quite possibly gotten Yoongi killed because he was slowly fading out.

"They'll come for us," Jimin said softly, fear almost paralyzing him as he remembered every promise of pain that Sven had whispered in his ear - recalled everything Sven had said he would do to them if they tried to run again.

'I have eyes and ears everywhere, my jewel. I will find you. So don't try...'

"Sven won't get his designer shoes dirty," Mathan said. "He'll be too busy trying to placate the people he sold missing product to. They won't be happy to know their purchases ran away."

"What...what about..." Jungkook tried.

"I took us off the beaten path," Mathan said. "No one else should be able to follow us this way. It's not like they have search dogs and ground stompers. We're fine. Just...we'll take your old clothes and shred them. Scatter them as we go so it looks like you didn't make it. We can tatter shirts in trees and throw logs over cliffs with your clothes on them. No one will go down and check."