Everything in ' ' is in Russian. Enjoy.
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Jo Friday bounced happily around Jane excited to go for a walk.
"Alright Jo lets go for a walk then we'll head over to Maura's for the night how does that sound?"
Jo barked an answer. Jane would always enjoyed hanging out with the M.E. after a long day at work. Maura had just finished ordering the pizza when Jane opened the door.
"How many times do I have to tell you about locking this door?"
"I knew you were coming. I ordered pizza."
"Great. Wait you didn't order a vegetable pizza did you?" Jane said as she scrunched up her face.
Maura smiled and shook her head.
"So what lame documentary are we watching tonight?"
"No documentary today. I thought I'd let you choose. I know how hard this case has been on you."
Jane nodded. "I don't know. I just...I can't get them out of my head. That picture of them all together as a family. I don't know… they looked so happy." Maura nodded and Jane spaced out. Maura spoke softly to not startle the detective.
"Jane, maybe it would be better for you to get some rest tonight. If you want to help those girls; sufficient sleep will help your mind be at its best. And that's what those girls need right now. For you to be at your best, so why don't we skip the movie and just hit the haysack"
"Hay Maura hit the hay." Jane said with a wide smile as she headed towards the guest bedroom. Maura so badly wanted to join Jane in the guest room, but she didn't want to ruin the best friendship she's ever had. Besides that she really wanted to help those girls and she needed to take her own advice of being well rested. Tomorrow she would look over the bodies again to see if she can find anything more significant than straw.
Jane fell asleep thinking about the girls in the picture, and soon she found herself dreaming.
Jane found herself in a dark room. She looked around and saw a light at the end of a long hallway. Jane began to walk towards the light until she reached a door. She turned the doorknob and entered only to find herself in another hallway. At the end of the hallway stood the girls from the picture holding hands and tried to call out to them but nothing would come out. She stares at the two girls before one of them spoke.
"Jane. Hurry" The younger girl said softly. Jane began to walk towards them but the hallway stretched out. In a panic she began to run towards them still not able to reach them until the hallway began to stretch out again. She looked at the girls and darkness began to consume the light and the girls leaving Jane alone in the dark.
"I told you. I told you she couldn't help us. Look at her she doesn't even know where she is." Jane turned around and saw the two girls again except now that she was closer she could see that they were extremely pale and had dark circles around their eyes and blood slowly pouring out of their slit throats. Jane began to panic as she began to realize where she was. She recognized her surroundings as the same basement where Hoyt had her pinned. She turned to the girls again and they gave her a look filled with disappointment.
"Oh Jane I thought you could help us."Diana spoke gently and Anastasia scowled at her tone.
"Some detective." Anastasia said with venom in her voice.
"Oh C'mon Stasia. Please be nice. She tried and you can't blame her for that."
"Sure. She tried so hard we're dead, and he'll be here soon." Anastasia scowled at Jane as darkness engulfed Jane's vision once again.
"Jane. Jane. Wake up Jane it's just a nightmare!" Maura said while gently shaking Jane. She looked up at Maura panting and she could feel her sweat drenched shirt clinging to her body. She ran a hand through her wild hair and tried to calm her breathing. Jane knew this would be the case. Every detective has a case like this; one that will haunt her for the rest of her days and could break her as a detective.
"I have to find those girls Maur."
Anastasia stared up at the man.
"How do you know my father?" The man stood in silence smirking at the older girl.
"Do you not recognize me Anastasia? What has your father told you about his family?"
'I asked you a question first.' She replied in Russian.
'What makes you think you are in the position to ask questions?'
'You've kidnapped me and my sister. You've murdered my parents. I believe I'm entitled to at least one question.'
'Fine as long as you continue to behave I will answer one question. My name is Dmitri Alexeevich Viktor was my brother. I'm your uncle.' He said with a smile. 'Viktor was supposed to help out with this new business and he thought moving away would help him get away but as you saw…it didn't help.'
'What business? Drugs? Or sex is that why you kidnapped us?'
'No Anastasia. More like fighting. Sex sells, but so does violence.'
'So why take us? Why not bet on some professional fighters?' She growled.
'Because Anastasia, these fights are to the death. They're much more...interesting'
Anastasia clenched her teeth this couldn't be happening. He was just messing with her right? This is just some sick joke besides the fighting part her dad said he was an only child and even if he wasn't her father was a good man; he could never be related to the evil jerk standing in front of her.
"That can't be true. Tell him that's not true Stasia!" Diana called from behind the bales of hay. "Dad was an only child. He wouldn't lie to us."
The man was surprised; the younger girl hadn't spoken since they were placed in the barn.
"Ah Diana you can talk. I was worried that" Dmitri was interrupted by the loud opening of the barn doors where another man stood. He was much bigger and darker than Dmitri his hair was slicked back the same way and he had a scar going from his ear down to his mouth. He was not an attractive man and the hideous scowl on his face didn't help.
"Dmitri I've let word out. We're going to have lots of customers, but we need more girls." The man's voice was deep. He wasn't Russian but he did have a slight accent.
"Ok Franco" Dmitri said before he turned back to Anastasia "You'll begin training tomorrow so get good rest."
"What if I refuse to train? What if I refuse to fight?" She said her voice breaking.
He laughed in her face, a horrible laugh that sounded like nails on chalkboard. He pulled her up by her hair and slammed her against the pole she was chained to.
"If you refuse, I will kill your sister. Then I will throw you in the ring where the others more willing to survive will tear you apart."
She nodded and he let go both men left the room and she could Diana's sobs.
"Don't die Stasia. Please don't die. I need you."
"I won't babe. I promise we're gonna get out of here. No matter what."
