"Where's the back up?" Abbie asked her co worker Andy Brooks while walking to the back of his squad car to retrieve some weapons. She had needed them for catching this headless man that killed her partner corbin. Her whole world seemed to turn topsy turvy in just the matter of hours. Andy just stared at her. "Brooks, wh-" she was caught off guard in mid sentence with the butt of Andy's rifle. She immediately passed out. "No one is coming" Andy said looking down at her stiff lifeless body. He looked around to see if anyone had seen what had went down. When he saw that no one was around he picked her up and gently laid her in the back seat of his squad car. "Brooks please" she slightly whispered as he handcuffed one arm to the door of the car. "Im sorry, but i'm going to protect you" Brooks said while rubbing her cheeks. She took that chance to bite his finger. He screamed out in pain and out of reflex punched her in the head. She passed Out once more. He grimaced at the blood that rushed down her face as he brought his fist back. 'She's going to be in a lot of pain when she waskes up' Andy thought remorse filling his face. He stood and admired her beauty for a second. He slightly chuckled. Only she could be this beautiful with blood running down her face. He slammed the door and sped off. Abbie Mills was not going to get mixed up with that Ichabod Crane, nope not on his watch.

Abbie woke with a throbbing pain inside of her head. She pursed her lips together in pain. What happened? She thought. All she remembered was going to get back up from Brooks. She tried to look up but the light that was in the room was so bright that it hurt her eyes. She started to call out but she didn't know who to call. Her mind was so jumbled together that she didn't even notice that she was bound to a wooden chair by metal shackles. She tasted the blood that dripped down from her still open wound on her forehead into her mouth. What the hell? When she finally took note of where she was, her whole body went numb. The room looked more like a cynder block than a room. It had only small windows and one metal door. She inhaled and exhaled slowly trying not to panic. She squinted her eyes together trying to make sense of all this. "No no no no" she said slowly getting louder with every 'no' that came out of her mouth. This was not supposed to be happening to her. She was supposed to be in Quantico training for the FBI by now. A throbbing pain came into her head so she leaned her head back onto the chair. Just then she started to hear some noise coming from behind the door. With tears in her huge eyes she stared at the door dreading who ever walks through it. What did they want with her? Why was she there? As the noise came closer her heart beat faster. Whoever comes through that door is going to kill me she thought.

Andy walked into the room where Abbie was being held still dressed in his uniform. He noticed that she let out a sigh of relief when she saw his face. A familiar face.

"Hi Abbie." He said with a smile on his face.

"Brooks help me get out of this thing hurry up!"She said with fear and urgency in her voice.

"No one is going anywhere" His smile quickly turned into a look of displeasure. Abbie looked confused why was he acting like this? "Brooks ple-" Abbie started

"That is NOT my name!" Abbie was cut off mid sentence by Andy's yelling.

"Call me Andy" he said while leaning close to her face.

Abbie bit on the inside of her cheek softly, something she did when she was nervous.

"You got it?" Andy said while pointing one nagging finger in her face.

"Yeah" she said while letting out an angry breath.

"Good" he said smiling and brushing one fly away hair from her face. "I'm only trying to protect you."

Abbie then remembered what happened the night before. Out of instinct she tried to reach up to touch her forhead which was still pounding against her skull.

"Bro- Andy, She corrected herself, "you've lost it" Abbie said matter of factly "I don't need protection I can handle myself" she looked up at him and pursed her lips together.

"He'll mess everything up" Andy said while backing out of her face. "Who?" Abbie asked. "Ichabod Crane" Andy announced. Abbie seemed confused. "What does Crane have no to do with this?"

"He'll ruin Moloch's plan" Andy answered.

"What? What are you talking about what, plan?" she asked getting upset.

"His plan to have you, and your sister. "

Abbie seemed to get light headed. What does he mean by 'have' what did she and her sister have to do with any of this?

"Ill be back...with someone special" Andy said while walking towards the door. Abbie already knew that he meant her sister. Although Abbie hadn't Seen her sister in 5 years she still hoped that he didn't hurt her. How did my life become so messed up she thought.

Hours seemed to have passed and Abbie had run out of things to think about. She stared at the walls and began counting backwards from 100. When she was younger she had to go see a doctor for her chlosterphobia. Her therapists had told her that if she counted backward her heart rate would calm down and she would feel no anxiety. This didn't seem to work. She tried with no progress to free herself from the metal shackles. In the process of doing so she cut her wrists which were still bleeding. She closed her eyes for a brief second to rest her mind and then she started to hear footsteps outside of the door. They were moving slowly like they were carrying something heavy. Andy walked in the door with Jenny in his arms. She was unconscious and had a thick streamline of blood trickling down her face. He let her drop to the floor hard. Abbie was pretty sure that she had just suffered another head injury, she winced at the sight.

"She's a lot heavier than she looks." Andy said while letting out a slight chuckle.

"What did you do to her?" Abbie asked in shock. "

Just gave her a little hit" Andy said while pulling out His handcuffs and cuffing both of her wrists behind her back and connected it to a chain on the wall. Her body lay there limp and unconscious. "Abbie felt really bad.

"Doesn't look like a little hit" Abbie said noticing that she bled from two gashes on her head.

"She's a fighter, kind of like you" Andy said while walking out of the room.

Was that supposed to make me feel good? She thought. She didn't want to be a fighter. Who said she wanted to be the strong one? All of her life she had it bad, just once she wanted to be the normal person who sat at home and watched other people's problems on TV. When the door slammed shut Abbie took that chance to look over Jenny and see if she had any life threatening injuries. She noticed that she had on a grey t shirt that said TPI on it and some jeans. Abbie assumed that stood for the mental hospital where she now resided. She didn't seem to have any life threatening injuries, but she was still losing blood and looked pale.

"Hey" Abbie whispered to Jenny's unconscious body.

"Jenny" Abbie yelled, but still she got no response. She was out like a light. Abbie felt really bad, it was her fault that Jenny was there in the first place.

More hours passed and there was still no sign of Andy or Jenny, even Though Jenny was still in the room she had not yet stirred. Abbie wondered if this was part of her punishment to sit in a room alone with Her thoughts. Abbie looked over at Jenny who was still in the same position that Andy had left her in. She slept on her back with her hands cuffed underneath her. Both of their bleeding had subsided, but Jenny looked paler than before. Abbie wondered if she was okay. Just then Andy walked into the room with a huge bucket of water.

"What's that for" Abbie asked.

"Rise and shine." Andy screamed as he dumped the bucket of water onto an unconscious Jenny.

Jenny's eyes flew open as she began gasping for air and coughing. Andy left the room and returned with yet another cold bucket of water. With Jenny still sputtering for air on her back, he again dumped the bucket of water onto her face.

"Stop!" Abbie yelled watching Jenny choke on the water in her throat.

Jenny tried to sit up but the handcuffs were limiting her movement. After a coughing fit she finally swallowed what water was left and could breathe correctly. The blood was washed completely from her face. Abbie was relieved. Andy looked down at Jenny who had her eyes closed still recovering from what happened.

"Sit up" Andy said giving Jenny a small kick to the side.

Jenny squinted and tried her best to push herself up but she couldn't managed to do so. Andy took her arm and forcefully yanked her towards a sitting position on the hair had come out of its usual ponytail and now laid on her shoulders in a dripping wet curly mess.

"What the hell is going on?" Jenny asked in a hoarse voice looking from a bound a bruised Abbie to Andy.

Abbie looked at Andy because she still didn't understand what was going on.

"Moloch wants what he is owed." Andy said looking from Jenny to Abby. Abbie sighed and shook her head.

"And enlighten me...what exactly is Moloch owed?" Jenny asked sarcastically.

"You" Andy said with a smile.

Abbie and Jenny exchanged looks of confusion, fear, and anger.