Disclaimer: I make no claim to own Drake and Josh, nor am I profiting from this written work.

A/N: Hello again readers! As it stands, this may be my final DRAKE and JOSH fanfic, I still have many Ideas, but, there just arnt enough reviews coming in to keep me going. I don't need reviews to write, they just give me a sence of satisfaction and direction with each story. This fic is going to be a bit diferent then my previous ones, with less attention to the family and more attention to the main character and whats going on with him. The Criminal minds characters arnt going to play very big roles, but, I'm using a character from a CM's fic I wrote called Sold, and thought that it'd be fun to bring them into it as well.

This fic is written partly for SorrowNoMore, who asked for a "Josh is Done" Fic, its starts just after Drake leaves the Chemistry classroom. Before he gets home. It is also inspired by parts of Emillie Autumn's book The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls, and her Fight Like a Girl album. So, here it is, and I hope that those of you who do read it will enjoy it. Thank you.

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One week before the begining...

"Thats the one I want." Brendon said as he sipped his coffee. He was sitting with his right hand man, Paul, listening to a local band play music.

"The singer?" Paul asked, eyeing the boy carefully.

"He'd be the perfect addition to my collection." Brendon said with a smile. "I dont have a musicion."

"If that's the one you want, then I'll get him." Paul promised before finishing his coffee.

The pair left their total on the table, along side a five dollar tip and left the Brew Note. Paul would spend the next week watching the kid's routine, and Brendon would ready his house for the arival of his new pet.

One week later...

Drake stood in front of the classroom, arms slightly numb and water dripping everywhere. He was angry, a bit scarred, but most of all he was sad. This last week had been the worst of his life, all he wanted was to have Josh back, for things to be back to normal. He looked at Josh with hurt eyes and took a quick breath.

"Josh!"

"What?" Josh snapped back, his worry for Drake gone and replaced by anger.

"I'm sorry. I was wrong, OK? I was wrong!" he admitted, tears forming behind his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Josh asked.

"Man, I'm sorry I made you late for your exam, I'm sorry I ran over your bike! I'm sorry I'm probably the worst brother in the world and you're way better off without me. And I need you more than you need me, I need you way more than you need me! I just-I just... I'm sorry Josh... I'm sorry..." Drake said as he left the classroom, tears in his eyes.

He couldnt stay at school. he just wanted to go home, to get out of his wet clothes and be alone. His mind was racing as he thought about what he'd said. He'd been completly honest then, and he hoped that Josh knew it.

Paul was sitting in his car down the street from the school when he saw Drake coming, alone. A sly smile crossed his lips as he mixed Ketamine into a bottled water. He waited a few more moments then stepped outside of his car.

"Hey kid, you allright?" he asked, feighning concern.

Drake stopped walking, looking at the man then shaking his head. He didnt want to talk, he just wanted to go home.

Paul stepped forward, offering a smile before trying again. "Do you need a ride home?"

"I can get there myself." Drake said before starting to walk again.

Paul forced the smile to stay on his lips as he began to get annoyed. "You're soaking wet." he pointed out.

Drake stopped again. He didnt know this guy, he didnt want to be bothered. "Sorry man, I don't know you." He said apologetically.

"I understand." Paul said. "Stranger danger." He chuckled lightly. "I was waiting for my kid, thought I could help you out while I waited."

Drake took a moment to look the guy over. He looked normal enough, his car was normal. Nothing suspicious came to mind. "Are you sure you wouldn't mind?" he asked. He was dripping wet, and didnt really want to walk all the way home.

"It's no problem." Paul smiled. "Do you live far?" he all ready knew the answer.

"Not really." Drake said as he approached the car.

Drake got into the passenger seat, bucking up as he watched paul get into the car and start it up.

Paul offered Drake the bottle of water. "You thirsty?' He asked.

Drake took the bottle. "Thanks." he said before opening it and taking a drink. He gave paul the address and waited as the car began to move.

"I know where that is." Paul said with a smile. "Looks like you've had a rough day." He said, trying not to show his aggitation with the water soaking into the seats of his car.

"I don't wanna talk about it." Drake said shaking his head as he began to feel dizzy. He took another drink of water, watching as the road seemed to move around him. He couldn't believe how tired he was.

"fair enough." Paul said as he watched Drake's head bob back and forth. He was getting tired.

After five minutes of driving, they were getting close to Drake's house. Drake tried to read the street signs as his vision blurred and he felt his body grow numb. His mind snapped as he watched paul turn down the wrong street. "My house...is the other way..." he said, voice growing weaker.

"I know." paul said with a cruel smile as he looked into Drake's now frightened eyes.

Drake fumbled with the seat belt as he tried to get it off. He wanted out of the car now! The feeling from his fingers had gone and tears of frustration had formed in his eyes as he looked toward the window and tried to roll it down. It was locked. Weakened cried for help escaped his lips as he slowly fell into unconciousness.

Paul continued to drive until he came into an empty lot near a rundown warehouse. He steppped out of the car and around to the passenger side, carefully pulling Drake out and laying him in the trunk. Once he was there he handcuffed his wrists behind his back and wrapped a zip-tie around his ankles. He then pressed three strips of duct tape over his mouth. Paul leaned forward and took Drake"s phone and wallet out of his pockets and shut the lid to the trunk.

He got back into the car, smiling at how easy the abduction had been, and continued the three hour drive to Brendon's home.

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Josh's drive home from school had been isolated and slow. All he could think about were the things that Drake had said. He hadnt known just how much the seperation had been affecting drake, but that pain in his voice, the hurt in his eyes had made it perfectly clear. All he wanted now was to go home and apologize, because, honestly, he missed having drake in his life.

He parked the car in the garage and headed inside, seeing meghan on the living room couch he stopped briefly. "Is Drake upstairs?" he asked.

"No." She said, not looking over at him. As much as she liked to torment her brothers, the way Josh had been making feel irritated her.

Josh starred at her for a moment more then headed up the stairs. he'd thought that Drake had headed straight home after bursting out of class. Where else would he go?

Josh sat down on his bed and pulled out his cell phone to call Drake. It rang until it went to voicemail. he took a deep breath. "Hey drake, listsen man, I'm sorry for the way i've been this week. When you get home, I wanna talk..." he couldnt think of what to say, and the words he'd said felt weird. Josh hung up the phone and started working on his homework as he waited for Drake to come home.

By the time dinner was ready Josh had called Drake three more times, each time getting his voicemail, and every time he hung up. If drake was mad at him that was fine, but this seemed rediculous. he closed his books and headed downstairs, stopping in the dining room.

"Mom, have you heard from Drake?" he asked, trying not to let his concern show.

""No," she said, her own worry evident. "I tried to call him, but there was no answer. He hasnt left the house all week, and now h's not here..." She said as she set the dishes on the table.

"He left school early today, I thought he'd be home..." Josh said quietly.

Audrey stopped what she was doing and looked at Josh. "he just left school?"

"Yeah, he got chemicals on him in Chemistry and had to get in the shower, and he left..." Josh said, not wanting to talk about the rest.

"have you tried calling any of his friends, to see if he's with them?" She asked, getting a bit more worried.

"Not yet," Josh said. "I'll go do it now." he turned away and headed upstairs, the sinking feeling in his gut knawing at him.

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He wasnt sure where he was, he only knew that he was afraid. He couldn't see anything, couldnt move his arms. But he could feel the cool steel biting into his wrists. he could hear the sounds of the car in his ears, felt himself bumping along. I'm in the trunk... He thought as he strained to see anything.

Tears fell as he remembered getting into the car, the ride home. That look on the guys face... He hadnt even gotten his name! He let his head fall back as he tried to pull free of the bindings, as he screamed hoping that anyone might hear him.

Drake cried as the car continued to move, as the darkness held him alone and afraid.