ADRIAN'S POV

Where is she?

My nails automatically find their way to my mouth again as I worry about how long Alina is taking.

It's been 8 long minutes. I haven't seen any sign of her, even thought we saw some of her other teammates leave already. They all had smiles on their faces so I didn't see any cause for concern.

I'm about to go searching through this whole building for Alina, yet I'm distracted by a commotion that has started from below us.

It's seems to have garnered the attention of my whole family as we all watch as two men, well one man and one teenager start shouting at each other below the stands

I think nothing of it until my ears perk up as I hear my sisters name come from their mouths.

I race down the stairs, my family behind me as I make my way to the men.

Who the hell are these people and how do they know my sister?

I've never seen them in my life.

My family stand behind me as we look onto the men who seem to be in a heated argument.

One of them is holding a greasy bag full of something, with a really tight grip.

I clear my throat loudly to try and garner their attention, yet they are in such a world of their own they don't hear me.

I squint at them, as I clear my voice again, yet it's overpowered by my dads who was much louder than mine.

Show off.

At that sound, both of their heads swivelled towards us, their eyes growing wide as they take us in.

I guess it is quite daunting having 8 people stare at you when a minute ago they weren't there.

They stare at us wearily.

"Can we help you gentlemen, and lady" the younger of the two asks us.

I see dad in the corner of my eye about to start up a conversation, but I don't have time for that.

I cut him off to get straight to the point.

"Who are you and what's your connection to Alina?" I ask them with a murderous face.

It works as they gulp in nervousness.

"Who's she to you guys? We don't spill information on private matters to strangers" the older man tells us.

I will say, I respect the wariness.

"We're her family, your turn" I tell them.

Their eyes grow wide as they realise who we are.

"We both used to work in the diner Alina worked at. We remembered that she mentioned she had a gymnastics competition coming up soon so we came to support her. Is that a crime?" The older of the two asks.

Ahhhhh. Alina's co workers. I remember they called her on the first night, when she came back to Italy with us.

"You're a little late, aren't you?" Matheo asks, indicating to the almost empty arena.

The couple both scratch their necks in awkwardness before they make eye contact and start screaming over each other again.

"STOP IT! Please!" Mom shouts at them.

"Tell us your side of the story, one by one, you start" mom tells them starting with the old man.

He gives the boy a dirty look before starting to spill his guts.

"Neither of us own a car, so we had to catch 3 buses to get here. We would've made it on time, but Barry over here refused to leave without a batch of fries for Alina. I told him he shouldn't take them because they'd be cold by the time we got here, but he was adamant about it and because I couldn't leave without him we missed the first bus which then made us late for the other 2. Even worse than that, we didn't realise how much inflation had gone up, and we've only got $9.50 to get ourselves home, and then the icing on the cake; we didn't even see Alina!" He says in one big breath with a sad and annoyed look on his face.

I thought he would take a breath in between his words but he didn't. I truly thought he could've passed out.

"Is Alina still here? Can we see her?" The boy I now know as Barry asks us.

"Yeah, she's just finishing up with her coach. She should be out any second. Maybe you should go and check on her Athena. She seems to be taking a while" dad asks mom

"I'll come with you!" I tell mom whilst turning around to face the couple, indicating to them that I'm watching them.

They seem like nice people, maybe we could invite them to dinner with us. I'm sure Alina would love to spend time with them again.

I guess Alina lived like these men before, not being able to afford public transport to places outside of a 30 mile radius from her hometown.

It's a harsh and sad reality.

I'm sure we can help those guys out, especially since Alina has spoken highly of them. They apparently always managed to brighten up her day.

I think the reunion between them will be sweet especially since she didn't know they were coming.

I just need to find her first.

There's only two changing rooms in the arena, so mom takes one and I take the other.

I knock on the door a couple of times to make her aware of my presence as I don't want to go in if she's changing.

"Alina, are you almost ready? We need to get to our reservation for your celebratory dinner!" I tell her through the door.

She was amazing today, it's only right we celebrate.

After getting no answer, I slowly open the door making sure I'm not walking in on someone getting changed.

I'm safe though, as it's empty. Alina must be in the other one with mom.

I make my way over to the other changing room, to open the door, only to find mom crumpled on her knees sobbing holding a jacket.

Not someone's random jacket, Alina's gymnastics jacket.

My eyes grow wide as I see red droplets on the jumper.

No, no, no, no, not again.

I turn around as fast as I can and run towards my dad.

He'll know what to do, he always does.

Right?

There's security cameras in the building, we have our guards stationed all around the building, and Alina has her tracking bracelet that everyone in the family has that we never take off.

We can find her.

Maybe she's just tricking us, maybe she's just playing a funny joke.

I'm going to have to have a serious word with her when I find her, because I don't find it funny.

I stop to take a deep breath and to wipe my eyes from the tears leaking out from them before reaching my dad.

I don't remember exactly what I said but what I do remember is my dad running in the direction of where mom was with Romeo and Luca right behind him.

The rest of my brothers either ran up to where the security cameras would be or started making phone calls right away.

The next thing I knew, I was encased in a pair of arms that smelt suspiciously of grease, but I didn't care.

They gave me a shoulder to cry on as I tried to wrap my head around what's happening.

She can't have disappeared.

Not again.

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ELIAS' POV

I've finally gotten back into the swing of things.

All traces of my stay in the Giovanni basement has healed.

I've caught up on new and past work and I'm feeing good.

I'm just waiting on my daily news from William about Alina. She had a gymnastics competition today and I'm sure she nailed it.

After returning home my parents basically forced me to tell them what happened.

They knew I had help. I'm not sure how they knew but they did.

I told my family about the kindness Alina showed me and they really want to meet her. My parents mainly want to thank her about what she did but my younger siblings thinks she's bad ass and want to hang out with her.

I mean, who wouldn't? She is pretty bad ass.

My phone rings and I pick up immediately, waiting for the good news.

I bet she got first place. I'm hoping for a full rundown of her performance from William.

Instead of Williams perky voice, I'm met with the shaky voice of my most trusted man.

"William? What's going on? Why are you making that sound?" I ask him.

I hear a sigh and a pause.

"Alina's been taken, boss. We're trying to find her now. I'm so sorry b-"

"Save it" I tell William as I cut him off.

She's been taken? By who? Who would dare do such a thing? They're going to regret this. I'll make their world a living hell.

"Give me all the details on this, now!"

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THIRD PERSON POV

The Giovanni's were all distraught in their penthouse suite in the hotel across the street from the venue.

They didn't want to go far from the venue just in case.

Adrian was sleeping after tiring himself out after trying to be everywhere all at once.

Terry and Barry were still here feeling obliged to help the family.

They felt guilty for taking the attention of the family. What if at the time they were talking to them, Alina was taken.

They refused to leave without helping. They couldn't leave Alina in a situation like this. That's not what friends do.

More and more members from the Italian mafia were coming over to help in America whilst some stayed over in Italy to help from there.

The Giovanni's were using their connections within airports and security intel to track anything and anyone they found suspicious or matches the description around the time of Alina's disappearance

The family was trying to get Athena to take some rest as it was clear she was trying to be strong in front of her family.

She looked as if she would collapse any minutes

Though she continued to flat out refuse everyone's request. She refused to stop looking and continued making phone calls to everyone and anyone she's deemed useful.

The room wasn't in the best state.

Matheo had gone apeshit at Alina's stupid bracelet. He was more mad that she had to take off to compete effectively making it useless as it wasn't on her person.

Marco for the first time in his life was silent. He was working meticulously doing everything he could.

Luca was too busy swearing at the guards to really be any help. He was trying to act tonight in front of the members of the mafia, but it was clear he was hurting and didn't know how else to release his anger and hurt.

Romeo had red rimmed eyes as he contacted as many of his street racer friends in this area as he could asking them to trail any vehicles seen leaving the building around noon, and seeing where they go today and tomorrow.

Rocco was busy directing the men on where it was best for them to go. If he didn't keep himself busy he would make himself go crazy by overthinking.

Raphael, well, he was broken.

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RAPHAEL POV

Pick up, come on pick up!

My phone continues to ring when I need my parents to pick up the most.

Why do they never pick up when you really need them to.

The line goes through just as I let out an angry sigh.

"My boy! What's the cause for you calling at this time of night!?" My dad asks me with a groggy voice.

Of course, how could I have been so stupid. It's around 1 a.m over in Italy currently.

"It's Alina. She's gone." I tell him trying to stop my voice from breaking getting straight to the point.

I hear rustling in the background before hearing my dad clear strong voice.

"What do you mean she's gone, Raphael?" My dad asks worry evident in his voice.

"She's gone, someone took her from right under our noses. It was during the gymnastics competition. One minute she's there and the next she's gone. There was nothing suspicious about anyone so we didn't suspect anything. I am so stupid! If I just stayed with her, none of this would've happened" I tell him, tears falling down my face.

If I had just told her to stay then she would have been fine!

"What do you need from us Raphael?" My dad asks referring to him and my mom

"I need men. As many as you can send. I need enough to help me scour every inch of this earth if needed to find her" I tell him in a strong voice.

I need to be strong.

I'll find Alina, whether it's the last thing I do.

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I enter the main room to hear another argument brewing.

"With what men? We don't have enough here with us currently to send them to all of these places " Matheo tells Alina's dad.

Sure, the Italians are one of the strongest mafia, but that doesn't mean that they had unlimited men.

They have a lot but a lot are still in Italy There's not enough to search every corner for her right now.

I could go and look myself.

"4,000 of my finest Swedish men" a voice says interrupting the families conversation and my thoughts

"Elias, what business do you have with us?" Salvatore asked, truly confused.

Elias, as in the heir of the Swedish mafia, Elias?

Last I hear the Swedish and the Italians had nothing to do with each other, good or bad.

"What are you doing here? I would've bet my life that you wouldn't have wanted anything to do with me and my family after what happened between us" Salvatore tells him.

What is going on?

"I have a debt to pay" Elias tells him.

"A debt? You owe no one in this family anything, last I checked" Romeo tells him.

"Yes. I do. But she's not here right now"

"You have a debt with Alina? How?The two of you have never even met, I made sure of it!" Salvatore tells him

Elias let out a sigh with a pained look on his face.

"How do you think I got out of your basement and back to Sweden?" He asks them.

The family look at each other clueless.

"Your daughter helped me out after making me prove I was not a bad person. She helped me escape, and in return I am indebted to her. A debt I hope to pay off now by helping you guys" Elias tells him.

Gosh, his English is flawless.

I see Rocco laugh in the corner of my eye before his face turns into one of pain.

"That sound like Alina" he tells us. "Plus we need all the help we can get. I say we can trust him"

"You've also got the French mafia behind you" I tell them as I stand next to Elias.

"5,000 men will be here tomorrow night" I tell them.

"And you've got us. We're willing to fight!" The older man, Terry, says as him and Barry stand next to us.

The Giovanni family smile sadly at us before finally agreeing to let us all help.

We are a force not to be reckoned with.

Alina's kindness to others will be what saves her.

And we will save her.

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ALINA'S POV

I'm very grateful for the self defence lessons my family gave me.

But if we could've started with the lesson on how to get out of handcuffs with your hands tied behind your back, I'd be a whole lot more grateful.

Ever since I woke up from whatever drug knocked me out, I've been incapable of moving my arms.

Stoping me from trying to keep in warmth after a ice cold bucket of water was thrown on me to wake me up.

It also allowed one of the people here to hit me without me having any means to protect myself:

I won't tell you exactly what's happened but let's just say I spoke to soon about my skin being ridden of bruises, and I've got a lot more scars than when I entered.

Well, open, leaking, deep cuts that will eventually turn into scars.

That is if I survive for that long.

My family will find me, I know they will.

The room I'm in is very plain, with cat king walls and no windows.

There's only solid walls and a big metal door with oh opens and closes from the outside.

There is nothing I can use to try and protect myself or try to escape with.

I could try if I had utensils but they've yet to feed me. I don't even know if they plan on it.

How long has it even been. I bet my family are worried sick!

The solid metal door creaks open revealing another masked person with a knife.

"Ready for round 2?"

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A/N - I hope you enjoyed this chapter! It's a little rushed!

Let me know your thoughts!