Rated M for violence, some adult language, and adult content.

If you are as much a fan of Alan Rickman/Hans Gruber, I hope you are able to enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it!

Abducted

As Rose began to wake up, the first thing she noticed was the sensation of being in some form of a moving vehicle. Slowly opening her eyes, she was greeted to the site of a tin roof, and as she looked around she could see she was in fact in the back of an ambulance.

"Don't move," a deep voice, thick with a German accent, stated. Looking over, she could now see there was a man sitting on the other side of the ambulance. When she attempted to sit up, he added harshly, "I said don't move!"

She frowned at this. "Who are you?"

He hesitated, before replying, "Hans. Hans Gruber."

Rose's blood ran cold, as the previous events of that particular evening came rushing back into her mind. The party…Hans making his entrance…the fear of not knowing what would happen…the last thing she remembered was a large explosion. "Why am I here?" she asked.

"I felt keeping a hostage in case they discover my whereabouts would be best."

"But why me?"

"You were the only person we could tell was still alive," he replied simply.

"You…you mean everyone else is dead?" she asked in a quiet voice, her mind immediately going to all of her coworkers. They were more than just the people she worked with; they were her friends.

"I suppose so, yes."

Not wanting to think about this any further, she asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Ah, but that is for me to know, and you to find out," he stated simply making it obvious he would not tell her anymore.

Just then, the van hit a large bump, making Rose cry out in pain when she bounced roughly against the hard floorboard. "Sorry!" the driver called back to them.

"Theo, how much longer will it be?" Hans called out.

"About half an hour, boss!" Theo informed him.

The remainder of the ride continued in silence. When Rose felt the van beginning to slow down, her heart began to race. What would happen now? Worse yet…what would happen to her?

She jumped slightly when the side door next to her opened. "Evening dollface. Don't mind me," the dark-skinned man standing in front of the open door greeted her.

"Wait, what are you doing?" she asked when he started pulling up her shirt.

"Relax, Theo is merely checking your injuries," Hans informed her.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful as I can," Theo reassured her. Remaining silent, she allowed him to poke and prod the areas which had been bothering her, doing her best to bite back the pain she was enduring. "Well, aside from some banged up ribs, and a sprained ankle, along with some cuts and bruises, I think you'll be just fine," Theo finally informed her, and helped her out of the vehicle. Once out, she was surprised to see they were at a motel.

"What are we doing here?"

"We have to rest sometime, doll. We are only human, after all," Theo commented.

"Theo, go get us a room. Bring our little friend with you. Unless they are full, which I highly doubt, having her along should guarantee us one," Hans instructed him.

Giving a nod, Theo helped Rose hobble over to the office, where they managed to get a more secluded room.

Once in there, Theo commented, "I'm going to go get the boss. To make sure you don't get away, I have to put these on you." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a set of handcuffs, and added as he cuffed her to the bed, "Nothing personal. Just following orders."

She simply nodded, and watched him as he left. As she waited for someone to return, Rose found herself wondering once more what would happen to her. Just what did they plan on doing with her? What help could she possibly be, injured like this?

Her attention was drawn from her thoughts to the door, as Hans stepped into the room. "I thought you might find this useful," he stated, tossing a container onto her bed before reaching into his pocket to pull out a small key and undoing the handcuffs on her wrists. Just as she was about to pull her hands away, he quickly grabbed them, the tightness of his grip making her wince. "Don't make me regret uncuffing you. I can assure you, you will not like the consequences," he warned her, his voice low and intimidating. She quickly nodded, and he finally let her go, eyeing her a moment before walking across the room.

Bringing her attention to the small container he had handed her, Rose opened it, and was brought back when she saw it was a first aid kit. "Thank you for bringing me this," she said quietly, bringing her gaze back to Hans.

"Yes, well, I figured since we will be sharing a room for some time, it will be less unpleasant without having to listen to you complain about your injuries. Don't expect me to help you, though."

"I can do it myself," she murmured, and began to rummage through the contents of the kit to get what all she needed.

As Hans discreetly studied her, he noticed how filthy she was. The dress she was wearing was ripped, blood and dirt covered her from head to toe, and somewhere along the way she had lost her high heels. His initial reaction was to simply not care, but the longer he looked at her, he found his mind changing, and before he knew it he heard himself say, "If you want, you can go clean yourself up."

She looked back over at him. "Really?" she asked, and he nodded. "Thank you," she added, and stood up.

Hans made sure to check the bathroom, before stepping back out into the main room. "Don't try anything cute, and make it quick," he commanded, and watched her as she disappeared into the bathroom. She was a pretty little thing, that was for sure. Her thick and curly light blonde hair fell in masses halfway down her back. Her skin was a creamy complexion, and soft to the touch re recalled from carrying her to the ambulance. He found it difficult to look directly into her big doe eyes without getting sucked into their hypnotizing gaze. There was no denying she was extremely attractive.

Ten minutes later, she limped back out of the bathroom, wrapped up in the robe she had discovered. When he saw the weary expression on her face, he stated, "You've had a long night. Get yourself some rest."

Not wanting to argue, she simply nodded as she made her way over to her bed, and laid down, falling asleep almost immediately. Hans studied her as she did so, intrigued by how innocent she looked whilst sleeping. Exhausted, yet unable to fall asleep, he continued to watch her until the wee hours of the morning.