Thunder clapped and boomed outside. Jennette trembled and shook under her covers, clutching her bear. The thunder clapped again, only this time, louder. She threw off her covers and sprinted to her parents' room. Halfway there, the thunder boomed as loud as possible. Jennette collapsed on the floor in terror and started to cry.

"Jennette?" Sam called, "Freddie wake up!" Freddie awoke and sat up.

"What's wrong Sam?" Freddie said sleepily. Outside the thunder crashed and flared. A small child's cries were heard coming from the hallway. Sam jumped out of bed with Freddie right behind her. They went into the hallway to see their six year old daughter Jennette crying in terror. Sam gasped and quickly picked up the sobbing girl. Jennette hugged her mother's neck tightly and sniffed. The thunder clapped again and Jennette screamed. Sam hugged the girl tightly and carried her back to her and Freddie's room. Sam handed Jennette to Freddie and grabbed a glass of water.

"It's only thunder Jennette." Freddie cooed. Sam walked back in the room and handed her the glass of water. Jennette gulped down the water and closed her eyes. Freddie walked, placed Jennette back in her own bed and closed the door.

"Will she be OK?" Sam said worriedly.

"Oh, she'll be fine." Freddie chuckled as he kissed Sam on the cheek. They walked back to their room and fell asleep.

Jennette's POV

I know I should have told Mommy and Daddy about the man outside my window, but I was too scared. Plus, I'm afraid of loud thunder which made it even worse. I glanced over at my window, the man was there again. I whimpered and hid under my covers. I heard the window slide open slowly. I whimpered again; tears slid down my face and onto my pillow. I heard two feet land lightly on the carpet. I slowly lifted my head from under the covers to see the man watching me.

I screamed bloody murder. The man quickly grabbed me by the waist and pulled me out the window with him.

GENERAL POV

Sam and Freddie snapped awake. An ear-splitting scream ripped across the house. Before Freddie could even blink, Sam was tugging the door open. He sprinted after her. Sam nearly broke down Jennette's door trying to get in. Sam finally opened the door and burst in the room. The only thing she saw was a man running from the house, with Jennette on his shoulder.

FREDDIE'S POV

I stared. The man was wearing a ski mask and was locking himself in a car. He drove off by the time I was at the front door. Sam's face was white as a sheet. She trembled and collapsed to the floor.

"SAM!" I ran over and hugged her. Sam was sobbing like I had never seen in my life. I knew that Sam loved Jennette more than anything she ever had. I was the same way, but Sam took her love to the extreme.

"She's gone Freddie!!" Sam screamed, "THEY TOOK JENNETTE!!!" She fell again and cried. I picked Sam up bridal style and carried her back to our bedroom. I laid her down and picked up the phone. I slammed my finger on the automatic 911 speed dial.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My daughter was kidnapped!" I yelled at the phone. I gave my address and city. I put the phone down and waited with Sam. She was trembling and crying.

"Don't worry Sam." I whispered softly, "We'll find her."