A/N: Thanks for the reviews everybody! I hope this chapter is okay! I also thank everyone for the alerts/favorites! I didn't realize a month had gone by since I updated this! Sorry, I don't know where the time goes! (if you see a few more grammar/spelling errors than usual, I just put on fake nails to stop myself from biting so I'm still adjusting to them! sorry about that.)...and the formatting is a little funny because fanfiction is hating me tonight
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"Oh my God!" Jules didn't know if she could breathe. Spike's face was bruised, torn open. The expression in his eyes tore at everyone's heart. Spike looked terrified. He had a strip of duct tape over his mouth and his hands and feet were bound. The pictures were close up, not giving them any clues to where Spike might be. It just let them see the terror and fear in his face. It let them know that he was scared and that scared them. There was no note included, but the team knew that time was running out.
"He is so dead." Sam cracked his knuckles as he stormed from the room. He had to let off some of this rage he felt. A few minutes later, the sounds of the punching bag being hit filtered back to them. Ed slipped out of the room to calm their newest member down. It was never easy when a team member's life was on the edge, but they needed all of their heads on board to save Spike.
"You better hope your friends hurry up." Theo was getting antsier by the moment, his nonchalant tone of voice gone. Sean had been locked up for way too long and Theo felt lost without him. Sean was his big brother, technically his half-brother, but he had been the father figure in Theo's life and made him who he was. Sean had shaped him into the fierce man he was and was the only person who actually cared about him. Theo owed it to him to get him out of the hellhole known as jail.
"I-I'm sure they're scrambling right now." Brown spoke up from his spot near the door. He hoped the SRU was hurrying. Theo was terrifying when he got this way. He had been brought up in the street life and he had no fear. He wouldn't even blink before shooting someone in the face for simply looking at him the wrong way. Theo hadn't gotten to be a powerful drug lord by being nice and forgiving. "They're not gonna risk crossing you T-Theo."
"Shut up." Theo screamed at Brown, storming closer to him, hands held out threateningly. "Just get out of here! If I hear you breathed a word about this, you're a dead man." Brown didn't wait to be told twice, he slipped through the door and then he was gone. "You." He turned to Spike, whose eyes got bigger in fear. All Spike was thinking about right now was his team coming for him and taking him home. He would take the coldness between him and his father over this any day. He wanted to get out of here. Theo got closer to him, grabbing the bomb tech and pulling him to his feet, yanking him close to his face. "Your team is trying to pull some shit on me, but it's not going to work. They don't know what I have planned for you." Spike shuddered, knowing his time was limited.
"Then you people better get on it!" Greg screamed into the phone. He had lost his cool the second the saw the photos of Spike that Theodore had sent them. Spike was like a son to him and seeing the pictures made him physically ill. He had to resist the urge to throw up and had tried hard to keep his composure. He turned, trying to remember that the delivery man wasn't the person who had taken Spike. "Is there anything else that you remember?"
"Look, I, I gotta come clean." Damien was sweating so hard, Ed was wondering if he should put the man in the shower. It was obvious that he was about to finally come clean with the group. "I, I, I wasn't, I haven't been very honest." He wouldn't look up from the floor.
"What do you mean?" Sam grabbed the man and slammed him into the wall. His teeth were gritted in anger. None of the men in the room moved to stop Sam.
"I, I, he was, I didn't mean to, I love my family, I love my daughter." He stuttered, fear creeping into his eyes. He knew he had done wrong and he might have just cost someone their lives. "He, I just, I couldn't let her get hurt." He knew his decision had been stupid. He would have been better off to just come clean from the start.
"Tell us what the hell you know!" Sam screamed, his face only inches from the other man's. Every second that this man stumbled around the whole truth was a second they weren't saving Spike. It was a second that Spike might be suffering, might be being tortured, or worse.
"He's, I, I know who he is." Damien started to cry, weeping like a little boy. Sam pressed him harder against the wall.
"Talk, now." Sam growled. He had no patience with this man. This man deserved no mercy. He deserved to be thrown in a concrete pit to never see the rays of the sun again. He might have cost them Spike.
"I he, my family!" The man shut his eyes, fully expecting to be hit by Sam. "I, I used, he was my drug dealer! The person who delivered the package to me is a errand boy for him. I swear, I'm clean now." His voice had risen in pitch. Sam was wondering if he should step back because the man looked ready to wet himself.
"You're going to lead us to him. Now." Sam's voice came out in a deadly cold whisper.
"Greetings SRU." Theo's voice rang out over the speaker phone. The team was drawing up a game plan, getting ready to leave headquarters. Damien had spilled everything he knew about the drug lord, including the locations that he frequented. The police were taking several of the locations and the SRU had chosen to take the two locations that Spike was most likely to be at.
"Theo!" Greg tried to keep his voice upbeat. This would help reassure Theo that positive things were happening on their end and hopefully put him at ease. An agitated subject would cause more tension and make the situation that much worse.
"How is the release of Sean coming along?" Theo had Spike pressed up against the wall. He was trying to maintain his cool, but he knew that the longer that this took, the greater the chances of it not going well.
"We're making progress." Greg said, trying not to let Theo know that the police weren't budging, and Greg wasn't about to let a convicted felon out to roam the streets.
"You said that the last fucking time!" Theo screamed in the phone, squeezing the phone tighter in his grasp. He resisted the urge to throw it against the wall. "Do you need more motivation?" He had always had trouble controlling his anger and people had learned to let him get his way.
"No, we got your pictures. We want Spike back safe." Greg shut his eyes. He could see the list of tactics he used at almost every hostage situation before him, but the stakes were higher than ever. He took a deep breath before continuing, personalize the victim, maybe make the subject think twice before harming the hostage. "His mom wants to eat dinner with him tonight. She loves and misses her son."
"Well, if you keep fucking around, then you aren't ever going to see him take another breath again!" Theo let Spike fall on the floor, viciously kicking him in the chest. He hoped that the people on the other end could hear the muffled yelp from Spike. He kicked Spike again, relishing in the crack of the rib he heard.
"There's no need to hurt him!" Greg felt his heart drop, the nausea rising when he heard the crack. Jules broke into tears, turning to Wordy for comfort. Wordy wrapped his arms around her and tried to hold his own tears back. Sam wanted to smash this guy into a thousand pieces. He deserved to have every bone in his body broken a hundred times over.
"Well, if you get on my demands, then no, there won't be!" Theo kicked again, this time catching Spike in the face again. Spike barely heard the crack that resonated from his jaw through his skull, making him see white before he passed out.
A/N: Who is slightly evil… THEO!