___Mariano's P.O.V___

"That's why we find out."

"How do we do that?" Damon asked.

"We track the phone." Conroy said.

"What if they don't have her phone? What if they dumped it?" Damon asked.

"That's a risk we'll have to take."

"I'll get gabby's number from Isabella." I said.

"Wouldn't they have destroyed it even if they had it, they must know that the phone can be tracked." Niccoli said.

"That's the good thing about modern technology. Even if they destroyed the phone once the condroil chip is not destroyed it can still be tracked." I said.

"What's a condroil chip?" I heard a voice ask, I turned and saw peter walking in.

"It's a little chip that's hidden inside the battery of every phone. It's really small it's just a little bigger than an ant and is hard to destroy. You'd have to have the machine to destroy it." I said.

"So how do you know that Rivero doesn't have the machine?" Peter asked.

"You heard the whole conversation, didn't you?" Conroy asked.

Peter shrugged and sat down.

"Because we have the only machine that was created." I said.

(A/N: A condroil chip is not real, I just made it up. I repeat, a condroil chip is not real.)

___Gabby's P.O.V___

"Mmmmm." I mumbled because a cloth was stuffed in my mouth and covered with tape. My hands were tied behind my back and my eyes were wide as they brought me out to a car. I fought as best as I could but it was to no avail. They put me in the back seat of the car and two men entered with me. I was seated in the middle and two huge men on my left and my right.

The car started and I mumbled some more. "Mmmmm." I tried to move but, nothing.

"Stay still and shut up." The man on my left spoke. I squirmed from his harsh tone of voice.

"Now Ken we don't scare our guests." The man sitting in the front, who was with me earlier, said.

"Yes, sir." 'ken' spoke.

"What are we gonna do with her when we get Isabella?" The man driving asked, with no intension for me to hear, but I did.

"Probably just kill them both." The man said shrugging.

"You're funny, Rivero." The man driving said with a hard chuckle. It sounded fake.

It's like I'm living my worst nightmare.

___Issy's P.O.V___

"Mom, she'll be okay." I said to my mother for like the millionth time today.

"How can you be so sure?" She asked sobbing through the phone.

"Please don't cry." I said.

"Regina, darling, come with me." I heard my dad's voice say. My mom mumbled something incoherent then my dad spoke again. "We'll find her." The shuffling sounds in the back ground made it clear that they were moving around. The shuffling stopped after a while and my mom came back on the phone and said, "I'll call you really soon baby."

I replied with a "Yes mom." Then the line went dead.

I placed my phone on my bed and sat in my chair with my head in my hands. "Where could she be?" I asked myself.

*******

I walked into the kitchen and took out a jar of pickles and peanut butter. I'm starving.

As I sat down about to dip the pickles in the peanut butter Mariano walked in. He came and sat beside me at the kitchen island.

"I need to tell you something." He said.

"What it is?" I asked biting the pickle.

"We think Rivero took Gabrielle." He said.

I spat the pickles onto the counter and glared at him. "WHAT??" I shouted.

____Gabrielle's P.O.V____

As the speed of the car accelerated on the high way I felt my heart rising up to my mouth. Saying I was terrified would be the understatement of the century.

Would I even live past today? If I make it out of this alive, I'm turning my life over to God. I'll be a full on Christian, I'll pray everyday, go to church every sunday, read my bible everyday, join the church choir and everything else.

"You look so scared." The man on my right said with an evil chuckle.

I wanted to say 'Well, captain obvious! wouldn't you be f*cking scared if your damn life was at stake? If your sister is in a dangerous situation and people want her dead?' But there are two reasons I wouldn't say that.

1. I'm scared for my life

And 2. My mouth is gaged.

I just sat there without any form of movement. The only thing that could be heard from me was my breathing. Not even that I wanted to do too loudly.

"Don't torment the poor child." The man driving said. He seemed to be the only one who isn't as scary and torturous as the rest of them.

"Oh please, she gonna die anyway, might as well we have fun with her." The man to my right spoke again.

"Sir, how are we gonna get isabella?" The man on my left spoke.

"She'll come to us."

"Oh, right for her sister."

"Not exactly, I just took her sister incase plan A doesn't work." He said.

Plan A? What is plan A? Wait..... I remember he told me that I was just his plan B. But, what is his plan A?

"oh, plan A." The guy driving said.

The car sped up and I jerked back into my seat with a muffled gasp.

____Issy's P.O.V____

My hands were glued to my head as I paced the kitchen. What the actual hell has my life become?

"What are you guys doing about it, you can't just sit around here while Rivero does God knows what to my sister." My voice rose with every word that left my mouth.

"The men are tracking the chip as we speak." Said Mariano. How does he manage to be so cool and collected in a time like this. Then I remembered that I'm talking about a guy who didn't even grief the death of a family member and practically kills for fun. He could possibly be that way through any situation.

"What chip?" I asked finally taking a seat.

"The condroil chip," I was about to say something but he cotinued. "It is a tiny chip located in the battery of every cell phone. No one really knows about it because it can't be seen. We can track it because we have the machine to do so."

"Okay, and your sure it will work?" I had to ask.

"Positive." Just as the word left his mouth one of the men, who I know as Alex, came into the kitchen.

"We found a location." He said and Mariano got up from his seat.

"Where?" I asked.

"A mansion on walter's street," He said "It's the biggest house on the block."

"Let's go." Mariano said walking out of kitchen.

___Gabby's P.O.V___

As the car came to a hault and the doors opened I looked around at where we stopped. It was a nice house, big and pretty.

"Get her out and take her to one of the rooms." Rivero said to the men as he exited the car.

I was dragged out of the car by the guy on my left and pulled inside the house. Don't they realise that I can walk? I don't need to be dragged around.

He brought me up a grand staircase and down some halls before he stopped at a door and dug into his pocket for something. He pulled out a key and unlocked the door pushing it open. I looked around the room briefly until I felt the ropes on my hands being cut. It came off and fell to the floor. As if on instinct I took the tape from my mouth and removed the cloth.

"Oh my God." I said relieved to finally have that cloth out of my mouth. It wouldn't have been so bad if it was just the tape but the cloth made it more uncomfortable than it already would be.

"Stay in here." The man said pointing at me warningly.

I put on my best smile before replying "Yes, sir."

He walked out of the room and closed the door. I heard the clicking of the lock and then foot steps and I knew that he was gone. I looked around the room and the first thing that caught my eyes was the vent high up on the wall. I wonder if I can reach up there? 'No Gabby, that's too far fetched. Why don't you try looking for a key first?' I said to myself.

I looked through all the drawers and cupboards in the room but there was no key. Not one, anywhere. Where would they keep a key?

'Definitely not in the room where I'm keeping my hostage.' That annoying voice in my head said.

It was annoying but it was right. I gave up looking for a key and walked over to the bed and sat down.

___Issy's P.O.V___

After hours of driving we finally pulled up to the house. The gates were wide open and the mansion was in view up ahead. Mariano and the men who came with us exited the van first, holding their weapons in hand. I came out after them and began walking behind them to the mansion. Some of the men left to scope the area leaving Mariano, Niccoli, Peter, Conroy and I to search the house.

When I picked up speed and was about to pass Niccoli, he stopped me and said, "Stay in the middle."

I rolled my eyes and slowed down so I would fall between Mariano and Conroy, who were in the front and Peter and Niccoli, who were in the back.

"You okay?" Peter asked, now walking beside me.

"No, Peter, I really am not." I said shaking my head.

"It's okay, she'll be fine." He said wrapping his arm around my shoulder with the gun in his next hand.

I let out a wary sigh and placed my hands over my stomach.

We stood infront of the door now and Niccoli picked the lock easily, way too easily for my liking. He turned around and met my gaze, smirking at me he said, "My father was a locksmith." Then he pushed the door open with his foot, his eyes not once leaving mine.

I rolled my eyes at him and we entered the house. It was a nice house, not as nice as ours, but still nice.

"Okay, Peter and I will go this way," Conroy said pointing to the left, "Mariano and Issy, you guys go upstairs," He pointed to the stairs, "And Niccoli, you can cover the right." He finished.

They walked off and Mariano and I headed up the stairs. Just when I was back on the flat I felt a pain in my stomach.

"Ahh." I cried out in pain clutching my stomach.

"Isabella? Are you okay?" Mariano asked sounding worried. I gripped onto him with so much force it caused him to drop the gun.

"Do I look like I'm okay?" I asked through clenched teeth.

As I leaned against him he pulled his phone from his pocket. He pressed some bottons them put the phone to his ear.

"Isabella is having cramps, I'm going to take her back to the van. Let some of the men who are scoping the place come inside and help to search." He said. He kept the phone at his ear for a second then hung it up.

"Baby, can you walk?" He asked holding me steady.

"Ahh." I cried out again because the pain got worse.

"I guess not." Mariano said before he lifted me up bridal style. I was in so much pain I couldn't even focus. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and talking that I couldn't decipher.

".....okay." Was all I heard before I started moving.

I relaxed in Mariano's arms and inhaled his cologne, trying hard to ignore the pain. Then, my sister flashed into my mind.

"We need to find Gabby." I said.

"We'll find her, stop worrying, this stress isn't good for the baby." He said.

"Ahh, ouch." I cried. I can't deal with this pain.

I don't know how he entered the van still holding me, but he did. I was now laying across his lap with my head rested against his shoulder.

I had my hand on my stomach and he removed it and placed his hand on it and rubbed it soothingly. We stayed like that for a while until the van door opened.

"There's no one here. But we found this." Niccoli held up a zip lock bag with what looks like pieces of a cell phone. More specifically, Gabby's cell phone.

"They left." M.ariano said.

"Rivero must have known that we can track the phone, maybe that's why it's all broken." Niccoli said.

"We have to keep looking." I said.

"They aren't here, God knows where they could be." Niccoli said.

"Call the rest of them and let's go." Mariano said sounding pissed.

This can't be happening, if she's not here, then where is she?

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