A/N- Hello to all! It look like you (footiefan) seem to be my only reader on this story. I'm not sure if i should just take it off, i'll see if i get any more inspiration on it. And don't worry, i didn't have the impression that you were boring at all in any way. Thank you so much for reading these. I can't wait to see where yours is going either. Enjoy...

I opened my eyes as fast as I could, wanting to see who it was who had the power of my eyesight, but I forgot about the sun. I forgot I had been lying in complete darkness for over an hour, and that I was now basking in a bright light. Consequently when they were opened, light flooded into my eyes, and I could see nothing. I shut them tight, but the light would not be stopped. In those few moments I wondered if that was what it was like to die, white light surrounding you, though slightly less painful. After several seconds of unbearable light and openness, I recovered. Slowly I opened my eyes, and waited patiently as they adjusted.

I didn't see the woman whom Father had been talking to. Instead I saw my captor. His face looked worried, and even loving. I tried to speak, but though I had control of my voice, I failed to make any coherent sounds. I wanted to tell him to go away, to leave me alone, and to ask about my siblings, but I was weak and defenseless and unable to gather my thoughts. I felt like a little child, waiting on the hunting ground of life. I curled up in a little ball, unable to face him, unable to look him in the eye.

I noted my surroundings carefully in the first few minutes I lay there. Behind me I could hear waves crashing against a shore. There was beach, and this was some type of resort. Was it run by Them? Was it even Them who had caught me, or was it someone entirely different. I couldn't tell, not knowing anything about Them. The pool which lay out in front of me was not large, but long enough to do a few laps on. There were maybe three people in the pool, and I wondered why there were not more. A large amount of people were standing on the side, just watching, and talking about random things. I wondered if they knew whose hospitality they were sharing.

"Would you like to swim, Mary-Ellen?" The man asked. Before I could respond someone walked up to him. She was a beautiful girl with piercing blue eyes and gorgeous blonde hair. She looked to be a few years older than I. She touched the man on his arm and said to him softly,

"Father, will she be okay?" I winced at the sound of Father being used on this hideous man. This man, who looked so much like he cared, yet he kept me here against my will. Then again, did I even have my will any more, or had he paralyzed that as well?

"Yes, Janelle, she will be fine. She just needs to rest for a while. Would you like to swim, Mary-Ellen?" He repeated the question to me as his daughter looked at me worriedly. Did she know that I had been kidnapped? She probably thought her father to be a hero, saving me from certain death, or something along those lines.

I nodded my head. A swim would be nice. It would give me time to think, to unwind.

"Janelle, would you mind helping her change? I don't think she can do it by herself just yet."

"Yes Father." Janelle walked over to me. She looked at least sixteen. I, being thirteen, was slightly uncomfortable with the idea of her changing me, but it was better then him doing it himself.

Janelle slung my arm over her shoulder and half carried-half dragged me to a bathroom. Conveniently there was a two piece there, in my size. Janelle helped me get into it, trying to give me as much privacy as the situation would allow. Seven minutes later she took me outside. Her father took me and helped me into the pool, while Janelle went to get a drink. I floated on my back, not trying to swim or dive. I knew it would be safest if I stuck to floating. There was no knowing what my body would do if I willed it to move.

I don't know how long I floated, and this lack of timing was driving me to insanity. I always knew what time it was, and I was always punctual, I had to be. The next time I was aware of anything around me the sun was already setting and many of the people who had been lingering were long gone. My captor, Janelle, and one other woman remained, watching me. Janelle entered the pool periodically to check on me. She would swim a few laps and then exit once more.

Whilst the sun was setting the pool slowly began to drain. I could see Janelle telling her father to let her help me out, but he refused, saying that I needed to get up myself. I could not. I sank lower and lower as the water level receded, until at last I was laying on the wet flow of the pool, curled up into a little ball and trying to make myself as little as possible. For some time the man who had caught me just watched me, waiting to see some free will, some movement, but I was determined on staying absolutely still just to defy him.

I lay and waited.