To be honest, I forgot about this story. I'm sorry! Well, I hope you enjoy! :)
After writing the title I listened to 'Stand By You' by Rachel Platten, and it kinda just fit perfectly for this story.
"LaSalle." She whispered again.
"You harm one hair on her head and I'll end you." LaSalle growled to the barely visible man in the back seat of the truck.
The man reached around and pressed his forearm against the female agent's neck. "Drive!" He commanded.
"If you want to threaten someone, threaten me." LaSalle said angrily.
"You see, by threatening this pretty young agent, I have full control over you. I've been watching you for awhile. Whenever you're out together you're always so close..so sickenly protective. I see when you pull her a little closer in an ally. Or have your hand on her back when you cross the street. Now do what I say before this bullet goes through her skull!"
"Okay...Okay. Just tell me where to go." LaSalle said, glancing over at Brody who was slightly arched in her seat with her hand on the man's forearm.
"Sure. The private airport. About ten minutes from here." The man said as LaSalle began to drive. A cold sweat dampened Brody's forehead. She swallowed hard and breathed slowly to stop herself from trying something that would get her killed.
"Just hang in there Brody." LaSalle said, not caring if their captor heard him. His stomach was twisting in knots and his shaking hands gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter.
"What do you want?" Brody asked. Her voice hoarse and shaking. She cursed herself for showing 'weakness' in front of this obviously deranged man, but she had her reasons.
"I want ya both dead." He replied shortly.
She shook her head slightly and closed her eyes.
"Well that's just too bad. We're both getting outta here alive." LaSalle said, swallowing hard.
"One of you might." That man said as he choked Brody tighter and removed the safety of the gun. Her eyes shot open and she gasped.
"Stop. Do whatever you want, just don't hurt her!" LaSalle pleaded as he tried to calm himself down.
"I thought you'd see it my way." The man laughed bitterly.
After a few minutes of painful silence, they arrived at the airport. The man demanded the two agents out of the car and they were soon standing on the unlit concrete. Finally, the man got out of the car holding a bat. With the gun still aimed at her head, their captor passed the bat to LaSalle.
"Hit her in the head" He commanded, a sickly smile across his face.
"I don't think I ken do that." LaSalle said, his eyes wide. Brody looked over at him, her big brown eyes urging him to do what the man said and not get himself killed.
"Do it!" The man screamed. "I'll worry about you later." LaSalle looked at Brody. He knew that she was remaining calm for him.
"It's okay LaSalle. Do what the man says." She said through clenched teeth. God it hurt her to see him like this.
"I can't do it Mere. I can't do it!" LaSalle said helplessly. His eyes were watery and she could tell that he was trying hard to compose himself.
"Chris do it!" Brody commanded as she stared at him with her hard interrogation stare. He slowly picked up the weapon and then swung it at her head. A loud crack filled the air and the female agent collapsed. LaSalle caught her and stared down at her lifeless form.
"I'm so sorry Brody."LaSalle said as he began to cry.
"Your turn." The man said, grabbing the bat and hitting him, knocking him out and letting the two agents fall to the concrete.
LaSalle woke up to a loud humming. He looked around and found that he was inside a wooden box.
"What the hell?" He mumbled. Just then he remembered what had happened a few hours before.
"Brody. Brody are you in here?" LaSalle asked urgently. He heard groaning from the other side of their wooden enclosure. She let out a shuddered breath and he heard her begin to move.
"LaSalle, where are you?" She whispered in a hoarse voice.
"Brody, it's alright. I'm coming." He said as he made his way over to the female agent who he noticed was sitting upright with her knees to her chest.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his own voice shaking a bit.
"LaSalle I'm fine. Really." She said as she reached out to place her hand on LaSalle's arm. He felt something thick and wet on her fingers and grabbed her hand to look at it.
"Oh my God, Brody. You're bleeding!"
"Chris, I'm fine." Brody assured the worried man next to her.
"Just...Just come here please." LaSalle said, reaching his arms out and pulling Brody into a hug.
A few minutes later they felt a shutter and the loud humming shut off. Suddenly a bright light filled their small wooden area.
"Ah! I see you two are awake." The man laughed. "Get out." He commanded.
LaSalle was the first to crawl out onto the small ramp. Brody followed with her hand on the back of her bleeding head. Brody stumbled forward but was caught by LaSalle.
"Ya alright there?" LaSalle asked, concerned.
"Mmhmm." Brody said, shielding her eyes from the bright painful sun.
There was a cement slab with a huge red 'X' on it. The rest of the area was some sort of rainforest for as far as they could see. A small dirt path led to a cement building with one small barred window.
"Lemme guess. That's where were going." An annoyed LaSalle asked.
"You're smart. Can't say that much for your lady friend."
"Excuse me!" Brody yelled, offended.
"Calm down Merri. He's just trying to get under yer skin." LaSalle warned, bot that he wouldn't be offended if someone said that about him. But he wasn't the one with a gun pressed up against his head. Brody was, and that was what made him so nervous. She was smart but man she had a temper, especially when it came to insults. Getting killed before anything even started was not an option.
"Come on!" Their captor yelled as he pushed them forwards down the muddy path.
A short while later they arrived at the door of their new prison. Their captor pulled out a bronze key from his pocket and unlocked the steel door. He pushed them inside the dark and humid room. A few rays passed through the small window and onto the smooth cement floor.
"Hmm homey." Brody mocked.
"Shut up." He commanded, slamming the door behind him. The two agents stared at each other, trying to figure out what they should do and what would happen next. Their eyes were tore from each others as they were forcefully pushed further into the room.
"Lay down." He commanded, motioning them to lay on the two metal tables.
Brody and LaSalle each sat on a table which were placed about 2 feet apart. Their captor strapped down LaSalle first, tightening the leather belts around his legs, stomach, and chest. He then did the same to Brody.
"Tomorrow morning I'll wake you up with a buzzer, I will then explain the course of events for the next four days...if you survive that long." He chuckled as he walked out the door and locked it.
"Are ya afraid?" LaSalle asked the still agent next to him hesitantly.
"...No." Brody said quietly.
"That's good. I ain't either." LaSalle laughed slightly, he knew that they both were lying. They were just too scared to admit the truth.
That was a little long. I promise it will get better. Also I promise the next chapter will be checking in on Pride and maybe his lady friend. ;)