Frank's POV

I stared down at Gerard's phone in a dead silence. Mikey needed to hurry the fuck up. Gerard had the car keys so Mikey was coming to pick me up from their old house. I was currently holed up in Gerard's bedroom and was stuck staring at the phone in fear. Cole was going to pay.

The phone jumped to life with a call from Mikey. I scrabbled at it and put it to my ear,"Yeah?"
"I'm here, you can come out. But be careful."
"Okay. I'll be out in a minute,"I sniffed. I hung up and somehow made myself walk down the stairs and out the front door. Mikey was parked out the front looking sick. I felt even worse than that.

As soon as I was in the car Mikey was hugging me, shaking with sobs, pulling more tears out of me. We sat there for a minute before Mikey pulled away, mumbling something about sitting ducks and getting out of here. I wasnt really listening.
"We're gonna get him back. You know that right?"Mikey said quietly. I looked over at his tear stained face before looking out the window without a word.

"Its my fault..."I sighed.
"What?"Mikey said sharply.
"Its my fault they were able to kidnap him. I knew going there was a stupid idea. As soon as I stepped out the front door, I knew something bad was about to happen. And I just stood there with my gun instead of going straight back to him. He wasnt ready at all. He probably didnt even think to grab his gun,"I groaned. I could picture Gerard now, staring at that big guy wondering what the fuck to do.

Mikey pulled the car over and looked at me,"This is not your fault Frank. Okay? You couldnt have known they were gonna jump you okay? Do not blame yourself for this."
I looked at him and nodded slowly, knowing full well that I still blamed myself. It was my fault. I should have known that Gerard wasn't ready for anything like this. Mum had given me a bit of training with shooting at people, not real people but it may as well have been. Plus, I had this coldness in me that stopped me from flinching every time I pulled the trigger. I hated it. But Gerard, he got upset about me wanting to torture information out of Chloe.

"Come on. Lets get back to base and talk about what to do,"Mikey sighed and started driving again.
"Cole called. He let me talk to Gerard for a second before he started hurting him somehow. Gerard said he loves you and that- the- the carving of your initials is still in the tree and the stream runs downhill or something,"I sighed.

"Okay, the initials I know. What the hell is he on about with the fucking stream?"Mikey muttered.
"I dont know. He said you'll know what he means."
"The stream runs downhill..."Mikey said slowly as he pulled up outside The Magic Bean.

We silently walked inside to find the guys, Di and Dewees sitting around three tables pulled together, drinking coffee or something stronger.
"Hey Ray, what does 'the stream runs downhill' mean to you?"Mikey asked as we pulled up a seat. I ignored them both as Ray thought about it, and slumped my head down onto the table.

"The stream runs downhill..."Ray muttered.
"He got taken into the forest if that helps,"I said to the table,"I found his phone halfway across the garden and there was an invisible gate at the back."
"Isn't there a stream in that forest?"Ray asked.

"Yeah... Nana took us fishing at the pond that it leads to once. The stream runs downhill... He must be close to the stream. And it must be running downhill... He's near the edge of town."
I lifted my head up to look at Mikey,"How do you know?"
"There is only one place that the stream runs down hill and at the bottom of the hill is the pond that it leads to. If he can hear the stream then it means its going fast which means its running down hill,"Mikey looked at me seriously.
"Alright. Call a meeting,"I stood up and looked around at everyone,"We're gonna send out a search party."