The parents had been gone for a few hours and the boys were settling down to play a few video games with Tommy and Christopher.

“You go, you go, Mark.”

They all were varying in age but they had been raised as brothers. Scott was amazed at this he had never been this close with his cousins. But the three of them acted like they were brothers.

“YEAAAAAAAAA!” They all yelled when Mark creamed Scott.

“This is no fair. It’s like three against one.” Scott said feigning hurt. The boys laughed.

“Yes, well I’m gonna make it two against one. I’m gonna go upstairs and work on homework."

“Okay, Tom. Later we’re gonna watch movies are you gonna watch with us?"

“Yeah, just call me when you guys are gonna watch.”

“Kay.”

Tommy ran upstairs as the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it. Here Christopher you cream him.” Mark threw the controller to Taylor’s oldest and headed for the door.

“Miss Taylor.” Marks said shocked when he opened the door.

Scott looked up to the door.

“Miss Taylor.” He repeated.

Christopher looked up.

Miss Taylor saw him, He looks just like my Taylor. She thought. Christopher had the same clear blue eyes and blonde hair that his father did.

“Can I help you?” Mark asked.

“Well, I was wondering if you had my key. I accidentally passed it out to you instead of the ditto.”

“I don’t know let me look. Come on in.”

She came in and he closed the door.

“I’ll be right back, make yourself at home.”

She smiled and sat on the couch. Where she could get a better look at this child that looked so much like Taylor.

“Scott, I didn’t know that you were here tonight.”

“Yeah, well I’m helping Mark baby-sit.”

“Oh, well that’s a good friend.”

Just then one of the children that was in the bedrooms started to scream at one another.

Scott sighed. “If you will excuse me…kids screaming.”

She just smiled.

Scott left leaving her with Christopher. He paused the game.

“So are you Mark’s brother?”

“No, I’m his cousin Chris.”

“Oh…” Miss Taylor looked at him for a few seconds. Now is my chance to make Taylor’s life a living hell like he made mine.

In one second she grabbed Chris. And in the second that she grabbed him he was in shock and didn’t think to scream. She took off with him.

Mark came downstairs and realized that she was gone and so was Chris. “Chris?” He said loudly looking around. He noticed that the door was open. “Chris!” He yelled, becoming panicked. Scott came down. “What’s wrong?”

“Chris is gone.”

“What do you mean gone?”

“I mean he is gone and the door is open.”

“Don’t worry…”

“Don’t’ worry? Don’t worry?! Christopher is the first born son of Taylor Hanson! My uncle! Chris!!” He screamed some more.

Tommy came down. “What’s wrong?”

“Chris is gone.”

“Oh God.” Tommy said. He started looking around the house for Chris.

“Do you think Miss Taylor took him?” Scott asked.

An eerie silence took the house.

“I bet she did. Oh god Why, why would she kidnap him?! I’ve got to call my parents.”