Mine

Disclaimer – I own nothing but the ideas.

This is set pre Series 6 and that's a specific as I get. Let me know what you think.

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The sun shone brightly and everyone in the park knew it was going to be a glorious day. The park was already packed, early, as people got out and enjoyed the late spring heat wave. By lunchtime it would be too hot to be outside.

Children rode their bikes, as families made the most of their weekend time together. Laughter filled the air, as fathers chased and played ball. Teenagers rolled their eyes, as they tried hard to chill in the heat.

Everything in view showed the world to be a wonderful place.

. . .

Karyn Howard wasn't in the sunshine, from where she was, she couldn't even tell if it was daytime.

As she slowly became more aware of her surroundings Karyn started to wonder how long she had been here, where ever here was.

The dark windowless room was cold, which surprised Karyn, as she knew the county had been in the grip of a heat wave for about a week. God, she had prayed for somewhere cool enough to breath. Now she prayed to be anywhere but. Increasing fear further chilled her.

Karyn huddled herself further into the corner. Making herself as small as possible, as if she could silently disappear, the way she had miraculously appeared. She rested her head down on her knees to fight the wave of nausea that washed over her. How had she got here?

She remembered getting ready to go out with her friends; trying outfits on over a glass or two of wine. The giggles as they did each other's hair and make-up – like a bunch of high school girls. They were going to celebrate her thirtieth birthday. A day few had thought she would see. Most people dreaded such milestones, but for Karyn it was a major milestone she thought she'd never make. Karyn had been born with only one kidney, which wasn't a problem, until the sole kidney decided to fail. Transplant had been her only option.

She had got ready with Jess and Sara and met up with the others later. It had been a great night, what she could remember, but how had it ended? What had happened to get her here?

Trembling, making the chains that held her there chatter, Karyn tried to think straight. She couldn't concentrate; nothing seemed to be making sense. The jigsaw puzzle, that was the night before, was missing more than a few pieces. There were complete blanks. She hadn't drunk much, years of not being able to drink anything, meant that, though she liked the idea of making up for the lost collage years, she didn't drink a lot, ever. So what happened?

All she could do was wait and hope that help was on the way. That someone knew she was missing. That someone had seen what had happened. Surely she hadn't willingly gone off with a stranger? Please God, don't let this be someone I know. I can't know anyone that would do this – can I?

. . .

The final preparations were underway. Everything had to be just so; checking that everything was in the right place, spotless and clean, was a precise job. However he prided himself on his attention to detail. His trays of tools were laid out, all equipment in its desired position.

Filling a syringe with the blue liquid, he tapped it twice to release the tiny air bubbles. Placing it down on the stainless steel tray already on the gurney, he looked around, one final check wouldn't hurt. Satisfied, he pushed the trolley down the corridor.

He reached the door, his keys jingled as he found the one he needed first. That was when he heard her, so pathetic, why did they always think that pleading and whining would make a difference.

"Please, please help me."

Swinging the door wide open, so that the gurney fitted in easily in front of him, he ignored the vain attempts being made to persuade him to let her go. She could beg until she was blue in the face, nothing would stop him now.

Eventually turning towards her he realised how ridiculous she looked in the corner of the room. She was so tiny and vulnerable. She had made it so easy for him, last night. Shame she wasn't going to live long enough to learn her lesson.

"Please," Karyn whispered.

His cold blue eyes stared through her, a look of distain on his face. Picking the tray up with the syringe on it he made his way over towards her. Placing it down within reach, and view, he grabbed her naked arm.

"No," Karyn shouted, jerking her arm with renewed strength.

He tighten his grip, she needed to be still. Maybe he should secure them on the trolley before they came round - but that wasn't part of the routine, it wasn't how he liked things. But it might make it easier, especially if they were going to be fitter and younger, like this one. He would consider it for the future.

Karyn was determined to fight. She wasn't going to passively let him take her. She had fought Mother Nature for her life, she would fight him. Kicking out she caught him off guard and sent him flying backwards. He clattered into the gurney, cursing.

Jumping back, he backhanded her across the face. It stung. Grabbing her left arm and stamping down on it hard. The snap echoed around the bare room, drowned out by the scream resonating out of Karyn.

The pain stunned Karyn, she froze, incapable of moving as shock took over her body.

He smiled as he inserted the needle into the prominent vain in her arm. The injury was a necessary evil. He hadn't intended it but he had needed to do it. He wasn't interested in deliberately causing pain, it wasn't part of the plan.

"What do you want?" Karyn slurred as the cocktail of drugs started to take effect.

"I want what is mine," he smirked, "You don't deserve it."

He sat back and watched. Watched her eyes flutter, fighting until the end. As she fully submitted he undid the shackles and lifted her onto the trolley. If only he could find away to get them on to the trolley willingly then it would all be perfect.

As he wheeled her back to his theatre he whistled, happy that shortly he would have back another piece.

Entering his stainless steel work place, he made Karyn the centre of attention. Rapidly he stripped her and put a gown onto her. He secured her as he went to scrub up. Flicking his iPod on as he went. He always had music on in theatre. Quite and relaxing to keep his stress levels down. He worked better without undue stress. The bright lights shone, making a halo around Karyn's unnaturally still body.

Returning in his full scrubs, hands gloved and mask on, he was ready to begin. Taking a calming breath he steadied himself and begun the operation, carefully and with full attention to detail. He stopped frequently to check for her vital signs. She would survive the operation. How long after that before she was dead, if she came round at all, he didn't know, as none of them had regained consciousness yet.

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