A/N: This is my second L&O:SVU story and my very first multichapter-ed ever...I know where I'm going with this story, so I'll do my very best to update on a weekly basis.
This story is set after the events on the 15th season finale.
Thanks for reading. If you feel like to, do let me know your thoughts on this one.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of L&O:SVU
Centurions
The room was dark and humid. She could hear the water leaking from the ceiling and the sound sent chills down her spine. Very slowly, Amanda tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy and there was a pounding in her head that made her want to keep her eyes tightly closed instead. When she was finally able to open her eyes, she was taken aback by the darkness that surrounded her. She couldn't tell the size of the room she was in, Hell! She couldn't even tell where she was, let alone any other aspect of the place.
She tried to move, but her body was sore and soon she realised that she was handcuffed to a chair. The more she struggled, the more she felt her wrists start burning from the metal scrapping against her skin.
"God, where am I?" she asked to herself. There were many questions running through her mind regarding the events that led her to her current situation and she felt the anxiety grow.
"You need to calm down, Amanda" she said, throwing her head back a little and closing her eyes. "You'll never be able to figure out what's going on, unless you calm down"
The last thing she remembered clearly was… the undercover mission. Liv has asked her and Nick to go undercover to a club on Friday night. They were trying to identify the guy who had been kidnapping couples every week for the last two months. All the police knew was that, the couples were tortured for around a week or so before they were released. Unfortunately, none of them had been willing to press charges or to talk about what they had endured during their captivity. For the state each and every couple were in, it was evident the hell this guy has put them through, but without an statement, there was nothing the NYPD could do about it.
They needed someone to come forward but they haven't been lucky enough. Which is why, Olivia came up with the idea of sending two detectives undercover in order to get some answers or -at least- some useful information that may shed some light on the kidnapper's psychology. Clearly, getting caught was NOT part of Liv's plan.
Just like that, her mind started spinning around, where was Nick?, was he okay?, was he caught?, was she caught?
Amanda closed her eyes and tried hard to think about what had happened that night after Liv handed off their assignments, but she came back empty. One second she and Nick were at the bar, mingling, dancing, asking questions and the next, she was tied up to a chair in an empty, humid and very dark place.
Agh! Nothing made sense and her headache was getting worse by the minute.
"Mmm.." A soft moan coming from across the room brought her back from her thoughts
"Nick, is that you" Amanda asked tentatively in a low voice.
"Rollins?" Came back Nick's groggy response.
Amanda couldn't help to feel sad when she listened to Nick calling her by her last name. Ever since they split up he's gone back to call her 'Rollins' and it hurt. But in that moment, that was the least of her concerns; she'll deal with her hurt later; there were more pressing matters at hand.
She let out a puff of air, relieved. Now she knew where Nick was but the fact they were both in the same room meant that they were in big trouble.
"Yeah, it's me" she smiled despite herself. "How're you feeling?" she asked in a very low voice, the room was dead silent and she was trying to help Nick adjust to his surroundings.
"Not so good, my head is killing me and I'm tied up…to a chair, I guess" His voice was stronger now.
"Yeah, me too. Any idea of what might've happened to us? She asked, directing her voice to where she thought Nick was.
"Huh?" Nick hesitated for a second. He could clearly hear Amanda, but he couldn't tell exactly where she was.
But before Nick could answer, a door slammed open, casting a dim light into the room and a dark silhouette showed.
Both Nick and Amanda turned their heads away from the door; blinking hard as the light hurt their eyes after such a long time in darkness.
Once their vision had adjusted, they looked around. The room now looked more like a windowless dungeon, they were seated facing each other, their knees were barely touching, but they didn't realise it before because their feet were each tied to the chair legs.
Nick looked intently into Amanda's face. Her make-up wasn't perfect anymore, the mascara was smeared under her eyes but she seemed to be unharmed which made him feel a bit relieved. The last thing he wanted was for her to be hurt.
Nick felt Amanda's gaze on him, he could read the worry in her face so he smiled in order to reassure her as he felt the taste of copper in his mouth. Apparently, whoever did this to them used some force to subdue him.
Amanda opened her mouth to speak but she was interrupted by a raspy, unpleasant voice coming from the opened door. "So, my favourite couple is awake already. We're gonna have a lot of fun, are we not?" I promise that, by the time I finish with you two, you'll realise what a big mistake you made by getting married".
Amanda and Nick turned to look into each others eyes, but the door slammed shut leaving them in complete darkness once again.
To be continued
