.: My little Pet~ :. The Sequel .:. Mafia x Omegaverse

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.: 3 days after George's disappearance :.

Dream looked through all his work, trying to figure out anything.
"Fuck!" He pushed them off the table.
"WHERE IS HE!"

Dream stressfully gripped his desk, huffing,

"We have looked everywhere Dream." Wilbur walked in, holding more papers.
"No one knows anything." He looked at a few papers.
"Who else hasn't contacted back."

"Hannah is the only one that hasn't responded." Dream punched his desk, gripping his hair.
"Come on!- where did he go!" He snapped-

All the cameras in the town he's looked back on- non of them shows where George went.

Wilbur frowned- the last time he saw dream this distraught was when George was taken.
"We are trying whatever it takes to find him... it will take time though Dream."

"We don't have time Wilbur!!" Dream snapped,
Looking over at Wilbur.
"He could be in danger right now!" He hit his hands on the table.
"ACE OR JAX COULD HAVE HIM."

"George is capable of fighting" Wilbur put his stuff on dreams desk.

"He's pregnant Wilbur!" Dream stressfully collapsed onto his desk.
"I can't- I can't let anything happen to him.... Zumas been crying for nights.."

Zuma always sleeps with George- even when George doesn't notice it.

Before Wilbur could respond- Dream got a phone call.

Dream huffed before picking up the phone.
"Yes?" He spoke firmly, pushing himself off his desk.
"I'm bus-"

"I think I have something that belongs too you, my place in thirty." Hannah spoke firmly.
"He's not in good condition." She hung up.

Dreams eyes widened- George.
"Tell Karl to watch zuma till I get back" he quickly grabbed his gun, walking around his desk.

"What?" Wilbur turned to dream.

"Hannah has george." Dream glared at Wilbur, making his way out.
"I need to go immediately- cancel all my plans- calls, anything."

.: Dream POV :.

Dream pushed the front doors open in a hurry, storming inside Hannah's walls.
"WHERE IS HE." He growled, storming down the halls.
"WHERE IS GEORGE!"

"Nice to see you too." Hannah stood down the hall, sipping some tea.

"Where is George." Dream walked up to Hannah, growling.
"Tell me now." He snarled.

"He's getting medical care right now... you need to wait." Hannah held her hand up, glaring at Dream.

Dream quickly looked up- before down at Hannah.
"What happened?! Why is he receiving medical care?!- is he okay?!"

"We found him a few days ago- one of my men caught him off guard and he crashed on his motorcycle." Hannah sighed, crossing her arms.
"That's what we think happened."

"HE CRASHED?!" Dreams eyes widened, trying to get past Hannah.
"Let me see hi-"

Hannah held her hand in front of dreams chest.
"He doesn't know your here- he didn't want me calling you."

Dream felt hurt- but he needed to know George was okay.
"Tell me exactly what happened." He spoke softly.

.: George POV :. 3 nights ago.

George cried, continuing to ride down the dark road- completely drenched.

Idiot.

Idiot.