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"We've landed," he said to her, she yawned and stood, he grabbed her hand in a strong firm grip. It would after all be risky for him to let her walk on her own accord and it would bring too much attention to innocent bystanders if he had her by her upper arm or wrist. His firm grip reminded her of when she went shopping with her family, one of her brothers or sisters would grab her hand in a firm hold careful not to be taken away or be run down by a car.

Abbey had cringed away from physical contact; she was not an affectionate person, she barely let her friends hug her and Cody it was kind of hard at first to let him hold her hand or hug her, they had kissed only a few times, and sometimes Abbey regretted not having really kissed or hugged him when she still had the chance. Now however with Marik's fingers laced around hers she felt her heart flutter, no matter how angry she was at him. Marik pulled her through the airport and they stopped at the entrance, he turned to her,

"We have about an hour and a half before the next flight to Egypt leaves. Do you object to wandering around London to pass time?" he asked her, she shook her head,

"It sounds great," she told him. It gave her a chance to try and escape, they walked around for a while, Abbey thought London was great, the many sights and architecture. Abbey once had to do a project about London and she recognized a lot of places that were mentioned in her paper. They finally stopped at an outdoor café, Abbey decided on just a sandwich and lemonade while Marik had some sort of soup and bread. The two did not speak, mainly because Abbey was angry with Marik and looking around her surroundings, Marik did not seem to mind. Finally Abbey stood up,

"I need to use the bathroom, or loo." She told him, Marik looked up at her; his piercing gaze seemed to see right through her which made her uncomfortable. Finally he shrugged and Abbey headed towards the loo. When she looked behind her she saw Marik's back towards her as paid the bill and she took her chance and ran.

Marik thanked the person and looked over to where Abbey had been then smirked. So she had taken a run for it, it didn't matter he could track her down. He stood up and then chased after her.

Abbey stopped at a street corner, panting she waited for the walking light to flash. It seemed forever that it turned, Abbey didn't know why she was so anxious, after all Marik didn't know where she had run off, Abbey thought of places that she could run to and ask for help. She was in a foreign country and she had no way to contact home, she had left her cell phone on her bedside table before she went on her walk. She hadn't anticipated being kidnapped, and she didn't have money let alone British money. Her best bet was to find a police officer or the airport and explain the situation.

So she began searching for a police officer. She walked/ran for another fifteen minutes when one caught her eye, she started towards him but felt a hand grab the back of her jacket, before she could scream a hand covered her mouth in a secure grip. She recognized that bronze skin. Abbey usually could keep her head on straight in an emergency; however when a creepy person her age somehow found her in a big city that was a call for panic. A bronze arm wrapped around her shoulders and she was pressed into his strong and hard abdomen.

"Come with me quietly or you'll regret it." He hissed in her ear. She let him drag her into an alleyway where he pushed her into the wall, his hands on the wall beside her. He leaned into her and she felt her heart pound, not only was she terrified of him but she was claustrophobic and did not like it that his face was just inches from hers.

"Nice try Abbey, however I can find you with such ease it is pointless to run." His voice was barely above a whisper. Abbey shivered involuntarily. She didn't say anything to him; instead she glared at his shoulder, trying not to show her fear.

"Now Abbey, are we going to have another incident like this again?" Marik asked his breath right next to her ear, she took a sharp breath at his closeness.

"No," she said in a defeated way. She felt his lips move into a smile, but when she looked at him he was smirking.

"Good," he replied standing at his normal height, and then grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the alley. The two walked around London until they reached the airport. Abbey tried to wriggle out of his gasp,

"I can walk for myself thanks," she said to him, but he just gave her an amused smirk,

"Do you think I'm that dumb?" he asked, Abbey didn't reply. Instead his grip on her hand tightened and she winced in pain, they boarded the plane and Marik forced her to sit by the window again.

"How long is the flight?" she asked Marik.

"Almost five hours." Marik told her, she sighed and stretched her legs a bit. She didn't have anything to do and she had not brought anything with her. Marik put a magazine in her lap

"Keep yourself entertained," he told her. She looked at him surprised but didn't say anything, the magazine however was not to her taste, she did not care about celebrities or how to lose thirty five pounds in just ten days. She flipped through the magazine, reading briefly about how to win a guy and laughed ironically to herself. Finally after a while she tucked the magazine into Marik's hand. She looked outside and watched the clouds, she felt herself drifting off to sleep.

"We're here," Marik told her for the second time as he shook her awake, she groaned softly and rubbed her neck. It felt stretched out and it hurt. She should've used Marik's shoulder as a pillow she had thought sarcastically.

"Hm, my shoulder probably would've been more comfortable than the airplane wall," he told her amused. She glared at him, how did he know her thoughts? Marik took her by the hand again and led her out of the airplane and onto the desert ground. It was warm but starting to cool down, Marik sighed

"Home sweet home," he muttered his platinum locks blowing gently in the wind, he looked so innocent and breathtaking, too bad he was a jerk and crazy, Abbey thought. Marik's flawless face was now flawed by his smirk as he led her though the cool airport and back out again where a beautiful red motorcycle stood waiting to be ridden. Marik released her hand as soon as they were at the motorcycle and handed her a helmet. She was free for a minute as Marik turned his back to climb on,

"Don't even think about it Abbey," he said menacingly, Abbey hesitated, she was at an airport and could ask for help, but Marik was cunning enough what if he convinced them she was lying and then punished her later? Besides it would probably be smarter to throw him off balance and she could make her escape later. Sighing she put the helmet on and clambered on behind him,

"You're going to need to hold on to me Abbey, I don't want you to fall and break your neck," he said, Abbey grabbed his shoulder. She noticed he was no longer wearing the jacket but a blue tank top. Her fingers clutching his bare shoulder, he tsk tsked.

"It'll be smarter if you grabbed hold around my waist." He said, Abbey hesitated but leaned into him and wrapped her arms around him, trying not to touch him as much as possible. He snickered and the engine roared to life and they sped off into the desert. It was a long ride and Abbey's back began to hurt as she hunched over keeping a grip on him.

To pass the time Abbey looked around her surroundings. The sky had beautiful shades of purple, pink, and oranges dancing around the sky, which meant the sun was starting to set, the air was starting to cool down, Egypt was nothing but sand however it did have its beauty about it. She was half expecting to see cactuses but never did. Abbey had never seen a desert; she had also never been out of the country, finally after what seemed forever Marik parked into a hotel's parking lot.

"What are you doing?" she asked, he looked at her in a sad manner,

"Getting a hotel room," he answered,

"But…." Her protests were cut off as Marik grabbed her hand again and took her inside. "Crap I'm going to be stuck inside the same room as a demented psychopath" she thought, he chuckled,

"You think of me as a demented psychopath?"

"I-what?" she asked trying to play dumb, she didn't think she said it aloud

"You didn't," he answered,

"Stop that!" she snarled, he laughed and went to the check in counter.

"A room for two please." He said flashing the woman another dazzling smile.

"How about two rooms for one," Abbey piped up, the woman looked at her strangely and Marik gave her the look "isn't she the funniest" but aloud said,

"No, one room for two," and gave her a credit card. She swiped it and handed him a key,

"Enjoy your stay," the woman said. Marik beamed at her and took hold of Kay again and led her towards the stairs.

"Hey the elevator is that way," she said pointing,

"I know, we're taking the stairs,"

"But its nine floors up!" she protested

"Well then we'd better get a move on," he said

"He's just trying to wear me out," she thought to herself.

"Indeed I am, you catch on quick."

"Knock it off," she growled, how he was able to do that she didn't know and was a little afraid to know. "You should be, most of my powers you should fear." Marik said to her. Abbey didn't say anything. Finally after a long time Marik inserted the key in and Abbey sank gratefully down on a bed. Marik sat down on the other bed and stretched out,

"Wow, jet lag," he muttered.

"You could say that," Abbey groaned, massaging her thighs and her left knee, she was in immense pain, she should've explained her healing knee

"What healing knee?" Marik inquired,

"Honestly are my thoughts not private anymore?" she yelled over to him.

"Nope," he said childishly.

"I had an injury to my knee and after three years of the pain never leaving I had surgery, about two weeks ago, I'm supposed to be on crutches, instead I use a brace." She explained lifting up her pant leg to show him the brace installed.

"I wondered why your knee looked bulky, I just figured it was you," he said lightly, she threw a pillow at him. "YES, extra pillow," he said. She rolled her eyes and sank down on the other pillows,

"Don't try to escape Abbey, you won't get too far," he said tiredly.

"I won't," Abbey said, she was equally tired and in too much pain to try and escape, it had been a sucky day and had drained her emotionally, first losing her best friend and then getting kidnapped. She didn't know when and if she would ever be safe.

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Abbey awoke to the sound of the shower, groaning slightly she thought it had all been a bad dream, or hoped it to be. However Abbey was a practical girl and she never second guessed anything, she took it in stride and tried to make use of it or get used to it, so when she opened her eyes she was not surprised to see the Egyptian bedroom. The shower turned off and after a few seconds Marik walked out, a towel around his hips ending at his knees. He was drying out his hair, Abbey had to admit he had impressing muscles, Marik stopped drying his hair and tossed the towel over his shoulder, when he looked to the spot where Abbey was he was shocked to see the girl with her back to him and staring straight ahead with her arms folded complete with a scowl. He chuckled,

"Didn't expect you to be up," he said lightly heading over to his pile of freshly laundered clothes and pulled on his shirt and then he turned back to go put on his pants.

"How did you get clean clothes?" Abbey asked

"Washed them this morning." He said.

"What did you wear while you were waiting?" she asked, there was a pause

"Use your imagination," he replied from the bathroom. Abbey was still looking straight ahead and blushed.

"I'd rather not," she heard him chuckle in the bathroom.

"They have robes in here for customers," he finally explained, if you want you can wear it while I wash your clothes." He offered,

"I can do it myself," she muttered darkly. As he passed by her he threw the robe at her.

"Offer's still open," he told her lying down on the bed stretching. She glared at him and looked at her dusty clothes; it would be nice to get out of them and into something clean especially freshly laundered clothes. So she went to the bathroom and stripped down and put the robe on.

"Where's the washroom?" she asked him, he raised a brow,

"Let me do it myself, you don't want to walk down there in only a robe, I regret to say you probably wouldn't come back to the hotel room in good shape if you did." He advised. Abbey flushed but gave him her clothes; as soon as she was gone she decided on a shower, her hair felt greasy and gritty.

After a long hot shower she stepped out and put the robe back on and opened the door to lie down on the comfortable bed. She was glad the hotel room had two beds.

Abbey wondered how long she was gone. Today would be the second day, she wondered how her parents and siblings were doing, if they missed her or worried about her, she also wondered about Amber and Cody (she clenched her fists at the thought of them) was Amber sorry about what she had done now that Abbey wasn't around, then again it was most likely Sunday and Amber wouldn't know she was gone until very late.

Speaking of Sunday's she wondered how her church was reacting to her disappearance. She didn't care about missing church, she had despised church, she had to be up at the crack of dawn to help make Sunday breakfast go to church by nine and then it was boring and frustrating. Her sibling's absolutely could not sit still for an hour and made lots of noise and fought and embarrassing her. She had often wondered why her parents adopted so many kids, her parents responses were always

"We want to share and spread love amongst kids with problems," or something to that line,

But what about her? She needed their attention and love once in a while. Abbey had not minded adopting a couple of little brothers and sisters until they had to move for the sole purpose of a bigger house and play area, Abbey left behind a couple of people she considered friends. One of the other things about Abbey, she was a quiet and reserved person, she did not like to be in crowds, which is why when Abbey met Amber it was unlikely the two would ever be friends, however they got along just fine, until yesterday anyway.

The door opened and Marik walked in with her laundered clothes. He smirked at her and tossed her the clothes; she put them on gratefully in the privacy of the bathroom. It felt great to have fresh clothes on, between the shower and her washed clothes she felt a lot better. When she came back out Marik was watching t.v. since the language was in Egyptian she couldn't understand it all that well. How many languages did Marik know? He had spoken perfect English, and since he was Egyptian she assumed he spoke it.

"I know nine different languages," Marik answered her thoughts. Abbey was now irritated.

"How do you do that?" she asked angrily, he looked at her amused and tapped his golden rod.

"When I have tapped into your brain I can read your thoughts, which is why I found you so easily yesterday." Marik replied. "However I can only read them when you're angry and frustrated and sometimes your sarcastic thoughts," Abbey did not like this bit of information at all.

"How does it work?" she asked, he thought about it,

"I'm not sure, your thoughts are so quiet, unlike many of my Rare Hunters and others I have encountered. But like I said your anger and frustration is easy to read and because I have seen into your mind for a bit I can hear you, I think it's part of my rod's power." He said thoughtfully. He had never really thought of why he could hear thoughts, he just figured it was part of the rod's power, not only that he didn't care, the ability was very useful to him after all. Abbey grumbled inaudibly and curled up on the bed.

"What's on your agenda today?" she asked him, he was quiet.

"I'm taking you to where I stay," he replied.

"And where exactly is that?" she asked warily,

"Far in the desert, it's an abandoned place, very hard to escape from." He gave her a meaningful look and she glared at him. "However I believe you need clothes and other stuff, yes?"

"Yes, I do, does Egypt sell jeans cuz there's no way in hell I'll wear a dress." Abbey told him. Marik smirked,

"Sure if you can fit into guys jeans,"

"If that's what it takes," Abbey said, she wondered if she could fit into a guy's jean size, she was petite but on the brighter side she didn't have that big of hips and big of a waist and guys didn't have hips. What would her mother say when she found her daughter cross dressing, it's not fucking cross dressing. Her mother had a twisted sense of life. Abbey was not even allowed to wear a guys t-shirt or jacket.

"You ok? You look pissed." Marik asked her, though amusement was etched onto his face. She unclenched her fists and sighed,

"Fine," she grumbled. Marik continued to look amused but didn't pursue it, they sat in silence,

"We'll stop by at Al-Quisar it has many shopping malls and restaurants, it is very close to my hideout, we'll get you your necessary items and then we'll go to my hideout." He said thoughtfully,

"Shopping? With you?" she asked

"Well my dear Abbey I can't leave you alone, especially in a foreign country and a language of which you don't speak. And with a pretty face like yours, I'm not sure you can be left alone for more than five minutes if you're on your own." Marik drawled fixing his eyes on the t.v. again. Abbey flushed but didn't say anything. After a while Marik rose from his spot,

"Let's go." He said, he did not grab her hand or arm, the took the elevator down to the lobby where Marik returned his key and then back to his motorcycle. Abbey looked out to the desert and sighed, she hoped this wouldn't be too long of a journey.

Chapter two, I know many other fanfics have Al-Quisar mentioned in it (such as Change is Inevitable,) however I'm not familiar with Egyptian towns and I'm not in the mood to research it, I was barely in the mood to look up time differences and flight duration from London to Egypt. I know I'm such a lazy writer, *yawn* but it was a snow day and my mom was kinda being a jerk to me today to get chores done. So Abbey and Marik are going shopping, will she escape a second time?

Night yall's