A/N: sorry this is a really crappy -and really short chapter. It's really just a filler. To give you readers a little more information.

Disclaimer: I own not.


Chapter 3

Spencer glanced over anxiously at the brunette sitting next to her. The car was amazingly comfortable, but Spencer's fear was overwhelming, and the luxury of the Porsche was soon forgotten. This girl could blow a bathroom apart; imagine what she could do to Spencer's organs. The blonde shuddered and tried to push these disturbing thoughts from her mind and concentrate on fighting back.

"What the hell was that about? What's with the fucking kidnapping?"

"Don't play dumb," the girl snapped in a low, dangerous voice, "I know it was you who saw me in the bathroom."

Spencer's mind whirled with confusion. Why was this girl able to bend the rules of gravity? Spencer found herself, for just a moment, jealous, that this girl was strong than she. "I don't know what you're talking about," Spencer grumbled, crossed her arms, and slouched down in the seat, looking like a five year old who didn't get the toy they wanted.

"Yes you do."

"No," Spencer whined and turned her back, as far as she could, to the girl. The brunette sighed.

"Fine, act like a child, we'll talk more when we get there."

"Get where exactly?"

The brunette smiled, the first sign of happiness Spencer had seen her display yet, "you'll see."

The drive lasted for a long, uncomfortable hour, but soon they pulled up to a seemingly empty warehouse. It was covered up and down with graffiti, the windows were broken, and the doors were all boarded up. Spencer's kidnapper got out of the car.

"Come on," she told Spencer.

Spencer did not move.

"Don't make me drag you out of the damn car," the girl said in an exasperated tone. Spencer still didn't move. She wasn't going to be treated like some child, and she sure as hell wasn't going to be ordered around. "Well I warned you."

The girl strode over to Spencer's side and yanked the door open grabbing Spencer by her shirt collar. Spencer knew she shouldn't have bought those polo shirts.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Spencer shrieked pulling herself out of the brunette's grasp. "I'm coming."

The girl led her over to a small window near the ground and slipped through it landing with a thud on the ground. After a little prodding Spencer joined her. Spencer found herself in an empty room, a dull thudding echoing outside the door.

"Let's go."

The brunette opened the door, revealing a large room that was thudding with the sound of loud rock music. The room was packed with both furniture and people. Spencer's eyes could not decide on what to stare at. They quickly shifted from the guys playing pool, to the two women receiving their drinks at a long bar. The brunette grabbed her arm and pulled her over to a series of couches where she sat Spencer down roughly.

"Now, we really need to…" the brunette began but was soon cut off as another brunette came swooping down on them like a vulture looking for fresh meant.

"Hey," she said slyly, a cigarette hanging loosely from her mouth. Her red bangs were a bright contrast to her chestnut brown hair and her amber eyes glowed with curiosity as she sat down next to Spencer. "Who's this little number?"

"Go away," Spencer's kidnapper snarled. They obviously did not care for each other.

"Did you bring her here for us to play with?"

"Play with?!" Spencer snapped, "Fuck that!"

"Oh, she has a temper. I like that," the girl got in very close to Spencer's face and bit her earlobe. Spencer pushed her off roughly, and the girl landed on the floor with a loud oomph. The next thing Spencer knew she was being pushed up against a wall by the girl she had knocked off her.

"What the fuck is your problem? When I'm finished with you…"

Her words were cut off. Her mouth continued to move but no sound came out and soon she was being forced into the air and thrown roughly against the wall. She slumped to the floor, unconscious. Spencer's kidnapper walked over to Spencer, "Are you okay?"

Spencer nodded, completely speechless. Who were these people?