Summary: Ranger has to kidnap the sister of a noted killer to use her as bait to capture the brother when he escapes from prison where he was sentence for the murders of his parents and attempted murder of his sister... Seems the man has also threaten to kill Stephanie since she was the one who captured him and turned him into the police after helping his sister get away...

DISCLAIMOR: I don't own any of the characters in this story but Callie Taylor.. The rest I just wanted to have fun with... My first attempt at this so please bear with me...

Chapter One

Callie Taylor knew as soon as she came awake, something was wrong. The room was to hot. The curtain on the left side of the room, that she usually left cracked open a bit to allow in the night air, was closed, as was the window behind it. Even her sleep crazed mind registered that fact, because she couldn't hear the noise of the cars that usually drove by this time of night.

She force herself to slowly open her eyes to look around the part of the room she could see and noticed the outline of a large shape in the corner chair where no large black shape should have been. The shape began to move as the man stood up and began to come towards her. Fear filled her. It felt like the old nightmare was coming alive again. She tensed and the slight movement must had alerted him that she was awake, because he was on her before she could try to escape off the other side of the bed. Something warm and very solid fell across her body, effectively pinning her to the bed. She tried to use her knee to disable him, but he had been prepared for the move and with in seconds had his legs wrapped around hers rendering them useless. Her hands, he held captive above her head in one of his. The other hand was covering her mouth in a firm but surprisingly gentle touch. It didn't fool her for a moment. She sensed those hands could turn deadly just as quick.

"If you do not want me to hurt you, will lay still and listen to what I have to say. I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to give me an answer," a soft but firm voice growled near her ear. He was so close she could feel the warmth of his breath caressing the side of her cheek as he spoke. "I'm not interested in you. I want that scum sucking brother of yours, and you're going to tell me where he is then I'll leave you in peace. Now I'm going to remove my hand from your mouth and you would be smart not to try anything.. Just tell me where he is."

The girl was scared. The hold he had on her wasn't hurtful, even though he was using the weigh of his body to hold her pinned to the bed. He was using just enough pressure to keep her from escaping. But would that change when she told him she didn't know where Drew was? That she hadn't seen him in over three years and had no reason to want to see that bastard ever again... And every reason in the world not to ever want to see his sorry ass ever. The last time she had heard anything about him, she had been told by a cop friend of hers that wouldn't be able to harass her for a very long time. Drew Taylor had been sentence to 25 to life for the murder of their parents... And damn near killing her.

"I'm waiting.." the soft but deadly voice murmured again.

"He's in jail. Has been for the last two years," her voice came out sounding shaky as her fear leaked through. "Look for him there. If he owes you money then you're out of luck coming to me... I don't have any."

"Good try, but I know about the insurance money you received.. and I know your brother escaped from prison last week and is on his way here to see you," the voice said, as his body shifted slightly pressing hers deeper into the bed beneath her. For the first time she detected a slight accent in his tone. She couldn't see his face, it was to dark in the room, but his body pressing against hers was solid and hard. "We know he has been in touch with you... several e-mails he sent from the prison were traced to a computer in this home... So again.. where is he?"

I don't know what you're talking about! I haven't received any e-mails form Drew. I haven't talked to him or had any contact since he tried to kill me!" she cried, in a near panic. It couldn't be true. If Drew was out of jail then she had to get out of there. He'd said he'd find her and finish the job he'd started for her betrayal. Her eyes opened wide in shock and the man couldn't help but noticed she seemed petrified all the sudden. He could feel her body shaking in .. fear? "My brother tried to kill me... he killed our parents.. so why in the hell would I be in contact with him now!"

A good actress, he questioned, or was her fear for real? He didn't have time to find out. He had to find Drew Taylor before he could kill someone the man cared for.

"I hear you're a very forgiving sister.. you didn't even testify against the brother you claimed tried to kill you.. Seems a bit strange and suspicious to me... so you would do well to tell me the truth now... or later I might not be so –nice- when I ask," he warned, whispering in her ear. The feel of his warm lips moving against her cheek sent shivers through her body causing her to whimper. "Last chance to do this the easy way... I tried to be nice.. but if I don't hear what I want to hear from you.. I can't be nice any longer."

Where as Drew had hurt her body, those injuries had heal.. Not so the scars his betrayal had left on her heart and soul. This man.. He could hurt her a lot worse then her brother had. She knew that somehow even though his touch had yet to actually hurt her.

"I can't tell you what you want to hear," she whisper in a defeated tone, knowing her words were going to anger the man. "I just know I have to get away from here before he gets here if what you say is true. I didn't testify against Drew because the D.A. said he had enough evidence against him dealing with the death of my parents. Besides Drew had some of his men out looking for me to stop me from testifying using whatever means they had too. The D.A. felt it would be better if I didn't show up."

She heard/felt the man sigh, and could almost believe by the tone of his voice when he spoke again that he was disappointed in her rather then mad.

"You're not going to make this easy on yourself, are you?" she could see the outline of his head shaking slowly from side to side. "I could convince you to co-operate with just a little more time. But time is up. We've been in here to long already..."

Hope flared inside her. Was he really going to leave?

Yes.. and No. He was leaving alright, but she soon understood that he wasn't about to leave her behind. "Time to take this party elsewhere," he said and then something covered her mouth and nose and seconds later everything went black. She just wasn't going to be awake when he took her with him.

To be continued...