Tessa jolted awake. Even though she wasn't fully conscious, she could immediately sense something was wrong. Her heart thumped in panic. A quiet moan escaped her chapped lips as she came to. Her back was against a rough dirt wall, her legs stretched out in front of her. Tessa's thin wrists were bound together with a rough rope, knotted together too many times to count. Her ankles were in the same condition. It was pitch black; her eyes couldn't find even a pinpoint of light to adjust to. Her memory was a foggy haze of shapes and colors. The last thing she could definitively remember was talking to Dr. Karev at the hospital, and deciding to go somewhere… her mother's office! Tessa had been almost there when… when… someone grabber her? Could that be right? Searching her mind for the hidden memories gave the young girl a massive headache. She groaned in misery. How did she end up here? And where exactly was here? She struggled in vain against her bonds, succeeding only in making her joined limbs raw.

"Wiggle away. You can't break the ropes." A hoarse voice informed her dryly from somewhere in her prison. "Who are you?" a scoff rang out in the darkness. "I'm nobody. But, I am serious about the rope. You can't break it. Besides, he'll take it off soon; then you'll get upgraded to a shiny chain around your ankle just like me."

Tessa tried to wrap her tired brain around her informant's advice. "Where are we? What happened to me?" The voice took on a more serious tone. "We're in a basement. We're in a basement under a remote cabin in the mountains." Tessa nodded, encouraging the girl to continue, and then realized she couldn't see. "Ar- are we still in Washington?"

"Yes." Tessa sat in silence. If she was still in Washington, then she still had a high chance of being found. Then again, she had watched a documentary on a kidnapped girl taken only 60 miles away and not being found for 18 years. No, she couldn't think like that. She had to stay positive. As her mind churned over the new information it had been given, Tessa realized how sore her body was, how cold she was. She rubbed her arms back and forth awkwardly, the realization that she was only wearing her bra and panties hitting her like cold water. "What happened to me? Where are my clothes?"

The voice sighed. There was a sound of shuffling, then a cold hand on Tessa's bare leg. She jumped, then relaxed. "Robert- that's who brought you here- has been watching you for weeks. Been following you to the hospital, home, anywhere you went. He learned your routine. Four days ago, he went to Seattle, this time prepared to… bring you back. He thought you were beautiful and perfect. You- you're only wearing your underwear and probably really sore because he had to… test you out. To make sure he really wanted you."

Tessa gasped for breath, closing her eyes to fight back tears. "He raped me?" The ever present darkness and smothering silence answered her question. "Oh my God. Why can't I remember that?"

The voice spoke again, this time softer. "He drugged you. It's a long drive and he had to make sure that you wouldn't wake up." When a sniffle broke the silence, the comforting tone continued with, "Hey, it's okay. I know this is hard, but you'll get used to it."

Tessa threw the darkness a hopeless look. "How can anyone possibly get used to that and still be capable of living?" Her comforter's voice turned hard and bitter. "You do what you have to do to survive."

Tessa was done getting to know about her new turned her questioning back to her apparent cellmate. "Who are you? And don't you dare say nobody this time. And how do you know so much about me?"

A snort echoed in the darkness. "Man, you never run out of questions, do you? Fine. I'm Chloe. Before you ask what I look like, you'll see me soon enough." Chloe sighed again, and Tessa was beginning to take it personal. "I've been here forever. I've seen a dozen girls go through the exact thing you are. It never changes. I'm sure you have some more questions rolling around in that head of yours, so spit them out."

Tessa licked her lips, desperate for some water. "So how much about me do you know? You seem pretty informed. Oh, and how do you know so much?"

A chain rattled, and Tessa assumed Chloe was trying to get more comfortable, but her hand didn't leave Tessa's leg. "I know that you're name is Tessa, and that both of your parents are surgeons. The top surgeons in their field. I know that you spend most of the day alone, and go to Seattle Prep High School."

"Did he have to run my life by you or something?" Tessa couldn't keep the sarcasm out of her voice. She was annoyed that Chloe knew so much about her while Tessa was in the dark-literally. "Sort of. Robert thought you were perfect. He asked me if you were worth the trouble."

"Perfect for what?"

"To be his new slave."

Their daughter had been missing for two days. It was like a light had been blown out of the Shepherd's lives. Addison hardly moved from the bed. If Derek didn't make her go down to the kitchen to eat, she would've starved. Amelia had taken to sleeping on the couch, trying to help her brother and sister-in-law any way she could.

The police hadn't done much. There wasn't much for them to do. They had searched the teenager's computer and phone records, turning up nothing out of the ordinary. The theory that she had simply run away was shot down by Addison quickly.

"My daughter did not run away. She was perfectly happy. I may not have been home much, but I was around enough to know that. Does this mean you have no leads?"

The two detectives sat uncomfortably in the Shepherd's living room. One of them, (Addison hadn't bothered to remember their names) cleared his throat. "Ma'am, I promise we are doing everything in our power to find your daughter. We've only just started gathering information." At Addison's sharp glare, he sighed. "But, no. we do not currently have any leads."

From the doorway, Derek shook his head in disbelief. "Our daughter has been missing for 48 hours. We have no idea if our child is even alive. But you can sit there and tell me you have no leads. Find some goddamned leads!"

Amelia moved to comfort her older brother, but he backed away. Derek flew out the front door and out into the rainy twilight. Amelia watched her brother's retreating figure as she spoke. "I'm sure you're doing your best, but it's not good enough. I know we just seem like a bunch of distraught family members screaming at you. But Tessa is the center of this family's universe. I have three sisters and countless nieces and nephews, but this little girl is different. She is like sunshine on the coldest, grayest winter day. Without her, we will all fall apart."

So, here ya go! Sorry it's kind of short, but I didn't want to give too much away about Tessa's kidnapping. I love writing flashbacks and would like to put one in every chapter. How would you guys feel about that? Thank you so much for all of the support!