Nick and Amanda had given up on trying to find a way out of the room a couple of hours ago. There was only one small window at the top of one wall and it seemed to be made of bulletproof glass. The door was dead bolt locked and impossible to break down. They spent a good forty-five minutes pacing the 20X20 foot room contemplating how to get themselves out of the situation. Now they just sat on the floor, both leaning on opposite walls facing each other.

"Amanda I'm sorry I got you into this." Nick said. He shifted slightly on the ground. The worry of what was going to happen before the rest of the squad found them was weighing on him heavily. He knew what these men were capable of. For the last few hours he'd been thinking, in the back of his mind, what he was going to do if they came for Rollins. The horrifying part was he couldn't think of anything that would be half way effective in stopping them.

Amanda shook her head, "It's not you're fault. I would of suggested it if you hadn't."

He nodded, grateful that she was not angry. "It's got to almost be five. Sooner or later Liv and Fin will go into work and see that we're missing."

Amanda nodded.

"They'll probably assume that we came here." He stated.

She shook her head, "Who knows how long it'll take for them to find us."

"We just gotta make sure we stay together until they find us." Nick said. He meant it.

She just nodded. She knew what he meant by that. He wasn't going to let them take her anywhere. The problem was she didn't think that he could do anything about it if they tried. Neither one of them had their weapons. Nick wasn't a small man but he was tiny compared to these guys.

"Nick I don't know if we're going to be able to do anything about it."

Nick sighed. "We're not going anywhere without each other as backup okay?"

"Okay." She yawned, letting her body rest more against the wall. She was exhausted from having working for 16 hours and now this.

"Go to sleep. I'll stay awake and watch." He said, noticing her efforts to stay awake.

"Nick you're gonna fall asleep too." She laughed a little.

He sighed, "Trust me I won't be able to sleep right now."

She knew exactly what he meant. "Yeah, me neither."

Nick thought for a few moments about how to reply. "Amanda you don't need to worry about-"

"I'm not Nick." She cut him off. The truth is she was worried. More than worried, she was terrified.

Nick just nodded. They sat in silence for a while. Amanda was trying to nap but it was no use. The uncomfortable position she was in and the unbearable amount of stress made it impossible.

"Nick?" She called, seeing if he was still awake.

"Yeah"

"I'm sorry... About what happened at the bar last night. I was drunk but that's no excuse, I was just trying to pick a fight." She confessed.

He took a minute to take in what she was saying, just nodding to show he heard her. "It's okay. We do need to talk though, just not here." He said sternly.

She nodded, grateful that he had accepted her apology. "I'm just a little confused about…"

"Us?" He interrupted.

"Yeah." She said quietly.

"Me too." He took a moment to contemplate what he was going to say. "Amanda I care about you, a lot. I know it's hard for you to accept that but.."

Amanda cut him off with a loud sigh. "Nick, it's not hard for me to accept that. You know what is hard for me to accept?"

"What?" He said, getting heated.

"The fact that you care about me but you're stilling willing to bed me while you're trying to get your fucking wife back." She began to raise her voice.

"Is that what you think this is?"

"Well yeah, that's what it looks like!" The tears began to stream down her face.

"Amanda, you're a lot more than just someone to fuck for me, okay? The only reason I give a shit about Maria anymore is because she has my daughter." He tried to remain calmer. The last thing they needed was for the captors to hear them.

"Well then what the hell am I?" She said quietly.

Sadly, Nick did not get a chance to answer her question, to tell her how he really feels. Just as he was beginning to form a sentence, the heavy metal door to the room opened and a man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt entered.

"What do you want?" Nick spat.

"Her." He said, lunging at Amanda.

Amanda screamed and resisted with all of her might. Nick dove towards them and tried to get a solid grip on Amanda, but the man was too strong. He managed to grab her by the shoulders and drag her off the ground. Nick immediately stood up and tried to fight but he was still drained from his prior injuries. His vision began to blur and everything faded to black.

With Nick unconscious on the floor, the attacker could then drag Amanda out of the room with little resistance.