A/N: This is complete AU. If you are really willing to read this, I won't keep you from doing it. Rated T, later rated M for language, violence, abuse and rape. And don't worry… there will be Lawrence! =)
"Get him out of there."
"Are you really sure so?"
"Fail-safe sure. Get him out of there. It's been almost two days now."
The tall, muscular Detective nodded, approached the huge door and pulled it open, revealing a large, filthy bathroom. He stepped inside, there was a tall, older man with blonde hair directly behind him. When they turned on the lights, it was revealed that it wasn't only a bathroom, it was a bathroom containing two motionless bodies on the floor, one of them chained up to a pipe by his ankle.
While the blond man knelt down to the blood-covered body on the floor to check his pulse, the Detective knelt down to unlock the shackles on the younger man's foot with a key. He was asleep.
The old, blond man looked up, his eyes meeting the Detective's. "Zep is still alive. He's still breathing. Get him out of here as soon as you've stashed the boy away."
Detective Hoffman nodded. "As you wish, John." With a short swing, he pulled the young man over his shoulder, not realizing his mistake. He had awaken him with it.
And as soon as he was awake, he started screaming like his life was depending on it. "What the…?! Let go! Lemme go, you motherfucker! No! I said let go!"
He struggled and flounced like a fish out of water over Hoffman's shoulder, without any success of getting him to put him down. His struggling didn't bother Hoffman in the least, on the contrary. He kept carrying him over his shoulder as if he was the lightest thing in the world. But the young man was no person to give up that easily.
"Cocksucker, I said let go! Where are you taking me, who are you?! Answer me, you fucking bastard!"
Hoffman rolled his eyes, carrying him outside the bathroom. "Such a pretty mouth shouldn't use such filthy words, little one. Just keep your mouth shut and take it like a man." However, Hoffman couldn't deny that he was indeed both surprised and impressed. The boy had been in the bathroom for almost two days, without food and clean water, and still, when it came to defending himself, he screamed and kicked and struggled like crazy.
But he still wouldn't give up. "Where are you taking me! Where's Lawrence! What have you motherfuckers done to him?!"
"Don't worry about Dr. Gordon, he's fine. You should rather worry about yourself. John wishes to speak to you, and you really should be grateful. He's being quite generous to you, Adam. Stop struggling and screaming already, you annoy the hell out of me."
It was still the same building. Adam looked around in confusion. He still didn't know why he was there. Where was he taking him? Why were they doing this?
Adam desperately hoped the answer would be behind the door Hoffman was approaching…
TBC…