Mick groaned and rubbed his eyes, his hangover made his head pound.

'Fuck how much had he drunk last night?' He thought to himself bile and a sickly feeling rose to his throat he rushed to the bathroom and was violently sick in the toilet, he frowned to himself normally Sophie was there fawning over him making sure he was ok, where was she?

Memories slowly began to reveal themselves he began to remember the argument, he remembered she said some hurtful things even though he hadn't shown it her words had cut deep, she had ran away from him in anger had she left him again for good? Mick growled with anger nobody left him, especially not like that no woman had ever left him but within the anger there too was a feeling of sadness that she had left, he cursed himself for fooling himself into thinking that she would feel something for him and cursed himself for allowing her to get close to him and letting himself feel something for her in return.

Giving a moan he pulled himself up from the cold floor and walked back into the bedroom his forehead gleamed with a light sweat, his house was eerily quiet he knew she wasn't in, she had been in his house that long he had forgotten what it was like when she wasn't there. Mick pulled open all the draws angry that she had left him, it dented his ego alot no girl had ever walked out on him he couldn't help but feel humiliated but he frowned with confusion once he saw that all her belongings were still there. Could she really have walked out on him without taking anything?

The first thing he thought of was that Sophie had ran off into the desert without any provisions, most of him felt sick with worry of her getting hurt or getting lost in the desert without any water but his wounded ego and shattered pride wanted to leave her to fend for herself if she got hurt that was her own stupidity and she had hurt him so he wanted to believe she deserved everything she got, but the part that cared about her won out in the end, if he couldn't persuade her to come home with him then he would at least make sure she got home safe, he knew how un-Mick that sounded but no matter what the dark side of his mind thought that was what he would do, he had discovered a long time ago that he was unable to hurt her.

Mick grabbed his hat and his rifle, pulled on his shoes and his jeans, vest and red tartan shirt and rushed out to his blue truck hoping that he could catch her before something bad happened. But as he walked outside he noticed the footprints, scuffle and drag marks in the dirt outside he knew then that she had not left him by choice, she had been taken he jumped into his truck and took off after her following the car tire tracks.

Sophie sobbed under the sack that she had over her head, all was silent the sudden creak of a door opening made her jump, she had no idea who had taken her and what they wanted. Suddenly the sack was pulled off her head startling her and causing her to squeak. Sophie was scared, true she had survived Mick but it had been a long while since she had been put through something like this.

"W, What do you want?" She stuttered looking up at her capture.

"We want Mick" Her capture hissed grinning menacingly.

"What do you want with him?" Sophie squeaked she could probably guess, Mick was responsible for the death of lots of people and must have caused unspeakable hurt and pain to the families who had lost their loved ones at his hands.

"We want to settle a few scores" The man grinned it seemed so strange to see a man who's grin and eyes at that moment seemed more evil than she'd ever seen Micks, she couldn't even think about anyone hurting him she would do anything to protect him.

"What's that got to do with me?" Sophie frowned if they wanted to hurt Mick why had they kidnapped her?

"We're going to use you to catch Mick, we know he'll come for you and when he does we'll get even"

"Mick will never come for me, we had an argument we fell out he'd never dent his ego and come after me" She laughed she knew the floor in their plan she seriously doubted Mick would swallow his pride and chase after her no matter how much she wished he would.

"Then you'll send a letter for us make him aware you've been taken and for him to come rescue you" The kidnapper grinned.

"Why the fuck would I do that when I know you'll hurt him?" Sophie snapped.

"Because we can make you" The man hissed his voice sounded so sinister and dangerous Sophies heart beat faster as she knew they wouldn't hesitate to hurt her, when she had first met Mick she never in a million years would have thought she would be wishing for Mick to turn up and rescue her.

Mick cursed to himself when it started to get dark and he started to get tired, hus eyelids droop and the truck suddenly swerved in the road.

"Fuck!" He hissed although his trucks headlights could easily cut clean through the darkness he knew that if he carried on driving he would fall asleep at the wheel and causing himself to crash his truck and killing himself certainly wasn't going to get him to find Sophie so he decided to pull over and sleep in his truck until morning.

Being a killer himself he knew what people were capable of and that worried him means he had noticed the signs of a struggle someone had taken her but why? and what did they plan on doing to her? It mad him mad that someone had the guts to take his girl off him, no one took what was his, everyone who had tried to take his playthings had ended up dead and he was certain that he was going to make sure that was what would happen to the people who had kidnapped Sophie.

Mick pulled over off the road and turned his headlights off and pulled a jacket over him, when the outback was absent of the blazing sun the night could get freezing. He sighed to himself and settled down for the night resting his head against the window to sleep but he couldn't help but worry about Sophie his mind whirled with thoughts of what was happening to her. That was his girl it made him furious as he thought of the things they might be doing to her. He vowed to himself that he would find her no matter what!