Thank you to all those who reviewed my previous fic. This is the next story in the series.
This fic concentrates on Smithy and his thoughts and emotions as he tries to cope when his familys' lives are endangered.
He couldn't see anything as he treaded slowly and carefully in the darkness. He tried not to stand on the shards of broken glass and large planks of wood that were scattered across the floor. The air smelt damp and musty.
As he crept further down the dark passage, he could hear raised voices. He could distinctly hear a mans voice and a young woman whimper as the man shouted. Heading closer in the direction of the voices, the passage grew lighter.
Nearly there now… just a little further… He thought.
He finally made it to the door and stood outside it very quietly. It was slightly a jar so he managed to see the man inside; as hard as he tried though, he couldn't see the woman. He stood and watched the other man as he walked out of the room through another door on the left. He had a gun in his hands and he looked like he wouldn't be afraid to use it.
Steeling his chance he ran into the room to try and rescue the young woman. When he ran in he saw her body slumped in the middle of the floor. He ran to her side and checked for a pulse.
"Oh no… please don't do this to me, please…" He said, but then froze when he heard a sharp click sound from behind his head.
"Well, Sergeant Smith how nice of you to join us." The man said, pointing his gun at Smithy.
Smithy stood up to face the man who was threatening him. His face was pure thunder.
How dare he do this to my family.
"You won't get away with this Pete, because I will make sure you don't. What have you done to her?" He demanded.
"Don't worry about her; she'll come round again soon. Besides it's not her I'm after, it's you." Pete said calmly.
"What did you need her for? If it was me you were after then why did you drag my family into it?"
"I needed to get you here. I needed something for you to focus on. And because I could." He replied vindictively.
Smithy looked down at the young woman.
I'm so sorry Alex. He thought, feeling guilty that he was the reason she was there.
As they stood there, Smithy heard Alex stir. She moaned as she tried to raise her head but slumped back down again. Smithy dropped down beside her.
"Alex, Alex it's Smithy. Are you alright?" He asked.
Alexs' hands were tied behind her back and she was gagged. She looked exhausted and dazed.
Smithy looked at her and realized that they were in big trouble. He helped her to sit up and pulled the gag from her mouth. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her protectively.
"Isn't that a touching sight?" Pete spat, still aiming his gun at them.
How did we manage to get here? Smithy thought as he remembered the events from the past few days…