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A/N: Hi everybody! Welcome back to another chapter. Thanks for hanging around. Let me know what you think.

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"Shit… shit… shit…" Namjoon panicked tugging at his hair. His heart was beating so loud and fast he didn't even hear his phone ring. 
" This can't happen… come on… why is it I can break everything, but I can't knock out a single person"  he looked down at his phone vibrating on the kitchen table. It was Hoseok. 

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!!?" Namjoon yelled into the phone. Hobi hissed. "Keep your voice down!" 
Namjoon sobbed collapsing to the floor with his head between his knees. 
"I'm done…. My life is over…" his shoulders heaved as his breathing became ragged.
"Joon calm down. Tell me what happened?" Hobi said concerned. 
"Hhhh..he..fucking saw me...SHIT!" Wrapping his arms over his head, still crumpled against the wall. 
*click* beep beep beep

Hobi hung up without another word. "Hey Dianna?!" He yelled at the lady behind the visitor counter. She looked up at him. "Yea Lovie?" 
"Can you find someone to cover my shift in the clinic? I've got an emergency at home" 
"Of course. I hope everything is okay with your pale friend that's always running." 

Bolting out the double door towards his car. He could hear Dianna yell at him to slow down and be careful. He laughed jumping into the coop and speeding off towards the cabin.

30 minutes later he whipped into the gravel driveway, making the back tires slide turning the car sideways and slamming hard on the breaks. 

Running into the house he found Namjoon curled up in a ball on the floor passed out. His eyes were puffy, his face blotchy and wet. Kneeling down he shook Namjoon's shoulder lightly. "Joon…" 

Namjoon's eyes shot open, grabbing at Hobi holding on to him for dear life. His lower lip trembled as fresh tears fell. 

"I didn't even do any…." 

Hobi held him tighter. How could he bring Namjoon into this. He wanted the same things he did. For the man to suffer like Y/N did. But, he didn't take into account that it may get him in trouble. Hoseok wasn't worried about himself. He just wanted to help his friend.

"Joon… I'm sorry… but you have to tell me what happened." He said calmly, leaning him against the wall.

Namjoon slumped over, as he replayed everything that happened in his head. Taking a deep breath he looked up at Hobi with worried eyes. 

"He saw me, and now he's gone…."

An ice cold ball of fear sank into Hobi's stomach, standing up he rushed down the stairs to look. The table had toppled over and the instruments were strewn across the room. Slamming his fist against the wall he cursed. How could he save his friends. Y/N would never forgive him. Joon may lose everything, and it's all because he was careless. 

Picking up the ropes to examine them he realized how he escaped. The needles had begun to shred them. Which made it easier for Hin to break free. How could he be so careless. 

Namjoon stood behind him on the bottom stair, arms folded as he looked around the room. Hobi was staring at the ropes in his hands and shaking his head, it looked like he was fighting himself.

"Hobi?" Namjoon questioned.

"Hmmm…?"

"What are we going to do?" 

Hobi stared at his panic stricken friend, and sighed. "We need to call Yoongi." 

"No… the less people who know the better."

"He needs to know…. Besides we need an outsider looking in." Frowned Hoseok. 

Namjoon bent over and picked up a fist sized butt plug and looked at Hoseok in shock. Hoseok shrugged walking back up the stairs to the kitchen.

"This is a mess…." Hobi said frowning over at his friend who was now sipping some chamomile tea to calm his nerves. 

*chirp* 
((Yoongi: what's going on?))

((Reply to Yoongi: come to the cabin.))

((Yoongi: Can it wait, I'm tired. ))

Hobi sighed angrily. "No it cannot wait for your stupid sleeping habit." 
Woah… Hoseok calm down… he doesn't know what's going on.
Namjoon fell asleep with his head on his teacup. He didn't hear the little outburst.

((Reply to Yoongi: No.))

((Yoongi: I hate you… see you in 45 minutes.))

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Yoongi groaned as he carefully moved Y/N's head off his leg. She had fallen asleep complaining about Namjoon again, and he was just trying to make her feel better to be a good friend. But, the whole time his heart ached knowing she was with his friend. Apparently he had been disappearing several nights this week, and darting her questions. Which didn't sound like Namjoon. She was worried that he didn't like her anymore. That he had found someone else. 
 Yoongi reassured her that he wouldn't do that. But she still ended up crying herself to sleep on his lap while he stroked her hair to calm her.  

Covering her with a blanket he smiled. She looked so peaceful when she was sleeping. Y/N moved slightly causing him to jump and knock over a lamp. Freezing in place he watched her roll over towards the back of the couch and breathe in heavily. 

He let the breath he had been holding out, left her a note then walked out the door with his helmet and jacket.

Namjoon looked up when he heard the doorknob turn and a confused Yoongi walked into the kitchen. Yoongi raised an eyebrow noticing the circle imprinted on Joon's face. 

"What's going on? I was about to go to sleep." He said looking towards Hoseok who was staring at his fingernails. 

"Sit down." Hoseok said not looking at him. 

Annoyed at how his friends were acting, he scraped the chair back across the floor, and sat down. "Really?"

"Look, I get you are grumpy because you require and obsessive amount of sleep. But, we need your help." 

"Okaaay…." Yoongi said cautiously.

*chirp* 
He looked down at his phone. 
((Y/N: where'd you go?))

Yoongi could practically hear her pout. 

((Reply to Y/N: Talking to Namjoon and Hobi… apparently it was urgent. Make yourself at home.)) 

He put his phone on silent. 

"Was that Crash?" Namjoon asked eyeing Yoongi's phone. 

Yoongi nodded. 

"Oh…" his face fell. She hadn't talked to him since Friday. 

"What was so urgent Hoseok?" He tilted head at his friend. 

"I kidnapped Hin, torturing him for the past month…. The issue is…"

Yoongi held up his hands to stop him. "Nope… I don't want to hear anything else." 

"You need to listen."

The pale guy cut his eyes at his friend. "Why the hell should I?" 

"Because it concerns Y/N and we all care about her." Hobi said annoyed. "Now let me finish."

Yoongi shrugged, glancing at Namjoon who was staring off into space thinking about who knows what. 

"Well, a few days ago I called Namjoon because I couldn't get Hin to wake up. What I had done did a great deal of damage to his insides, and it looked like he would die. His pulse was weak." He swallowed hard then continued. 
"Namjoon was monitoring Hin to make sure he got the medicine he needed but continued to help with  what I had started. Well today… he escaped shortly after seeing Namjoons face. We don't know where he went." Hobi sighed patting Namjoon on the shoulder.

Yoongi stared incredulously at his two best friends. "What?"

Standing up from the table, running his fingers through his hair, he took a deep breath then slammed his hands down on the table, rattling the tea cups. Namjoon and Hobi jumped startled at his action. 

"We have to protect her." He demanded.

"We are going to. But, we need to get to Hin before he goes to the police." Hoseok stated.

"Well ...we will just have to find him then." He said frankly. That was the obvious answer. Every second Hin was out there was a second closer to him destroying Namjoon's and Y/N's lives. That wasn't an option.

That's for Damn sure.

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A/N: Code yellow stands for missing patient.

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