It was a boring day in Tampa, with the possibility to heat up hotter than the Florida weather already was...as Amy sat on the couch catching up on tv with Matt's cats. He was on his way back home and she couldn't wait to see him. She laughed at herself at how bad she had it for this guy. It semi scared her...but the L word kept popping in her mind whenever she thought of him. It was scary, but she decided just to see what happened.

It was about 2 hour until Matt was scheduled to arrive home when the door bell rang. She figured Matt forgotten his keys or one of the other guys had gotten home first, so she walked over to see who it was and let them in. After that things went insane.

The second the door was unlocked it flew opening knocking Amy back. Two men she didn't know forced their way in. Flight mode set in and Amy went to run. That didn't last long because she was then tackled to the floor, face first. She struggled as the guy pressed his weight onto her, trying to protect himself from her thrashing.

"Calm the fuck down!" He yelled. She didn't until she felt the gun press into her back, then she froze. "Good girl...now I'm going to get up and you are going to do the same slowly." She listened trying to figure out what she was going to do in her head. She heard a hiss from one of the cats who was sitting on the top of the couch staring. She felt her eyes start tearing but it wasn't because she was upset. She went to wipe her face, and saw blood on her hand. She turned to look and also saw a little on the floor. Great that was going to be annoying to clean.

"We are going to go for a little ride," the other guy said. It took a lot for Amy not to roll her eyes.

"Why?"

"You are worth a lot of money to us, so let's go." The one guy grabbed her arm. "And if you don't you better hope your boyfriend isn't too attached to his cats."

"Where are we going?" She figured the more questions the more she could stall them that maybe Matt or someone else would stop by, "I really can't drive right now...do I need my keys?"

"Only your apartment key."

"We are going to my place? what?"

"Need a place to hide out and who would think you'd be there if they start looking."

"Um um...i need to put the cats in their carriers so they don't get hurt here alone." Please fall for it please fall for it she thought.

"You are having a lot of questions and request being I have the gun."

"Please it will take one second." Amy shocked herself with how quickly she had a semi plan going. She figured if Matt got home and saw them there; maybe he'd realize she wasn't too far. They both knew how much the cats hated those things.

"It's a good idea though, we can have the ransom note left there so it's easy to find. With all those head shots wrestlers get, I'm sure Bourne isn't that bright." Wow these guys didn't do their research on Matt's real name or about his degree. Also he wasn't a huge money maker like some of the others, so she couldn't figure out why he was targeted.

The one guy followed her to closet where the cages were. She brought them by the front door and she placed it down. Apologizing to the cats she had them both safely inside by the time the one guy came back with a sheet of paper and a pen...held with a paper towel to try and keep his prints off. The cats howled as Amy used the top of cage to write what they instructed her.

Evan-I don't know where they are taking me, but they have promised to call you via my cell phone with their ransom request. They promise I will not be harmed. The cats are fine, I just didn't want them to get hurt...

"Can I leave my keys so he can move the car?"

"Sure whatever."

Here are my keys. They said no cops and when you drop off the money to come alone. Hope to see you soon. Amy

The second she finished they jerked her up. She placed her phone next to the note along with her lanyard minus the key to her apartment. She was pretty sure Matt would know that key was missing too, being there had been a few times they crashed at her place after going to a bar down the street, and he had to open the door for her drunk ass.

As soon as they were done she was told to act calm and follow them. They closed the door, walked to a shitty Buick and were off. It definitely scared her that they knew where she lived and wondered how long they had been watching her. She didn't spend that much time in her apartment and Matt and she had actually talked about her moving into his place. She looked at the clock in the car from the passenger where they had told her to sit, realizing she had only been able to stall a half hour. Damn it.

It wasn't long until they got to her apartment complex and she lead her way up the flight of stairs. Once inside she was given a shove now that no one was around to see anything. She was told to stay where she was as the one guy checked out the apartment.

"Do you have the keys to the cuffs on your head board?"

"No, Evan has them."

"Who would think that dork would have a kinky side. Oh well, rope it is," he told her pulling some string from his bag. They had her hold her hands in front of her as they quickly tied her, the rope pressing into her wrist. She was then dragged into the bathroom and told to sit in the tub. After that they closed the door and left her alone with her thoughts. Now all she could do was wait, hope Matt figured out her clues, and had someone with him to keep him from doing anything to crazy.