She woke up to sounds of traffic and the fact she was rolling around in the trunk of car that seemed to be driving insanely fast. When it finally stopped she had so bashed and bruised the contents of the trunk that she didn't think she would be able to move. The lid of the trunk was popped and she blinked in the sunlight, trying to get her bearings. Sam chucked a bottle of water at her making sure it landed on her chest causing her to wince.

"Now drink your water, you haven't got long, then you're going for a swim" he said menacingly before he slammed the lid shut again. Jo picked up the bottle as best as she could, she was so dehydrated she was about ready to drink anything. When she had finished she looked at the cuffs on her wrists. They weren't going to make it easy for her she thought as she felt around her for something to pick the lock with. She finally came across something that felt like a bobby pin, crossing her fingers as best as she could she picked it up and brought it to as close to her face as possible.

"Yes" she whispered, not wanting to bring back Sam and any more punishments he might have for her. The last three days had been a blur to her after Stella had finally shown her self. The scar on her face had been re-opened which meant that side of her face was pretty swollen and red. She had no idea what they had carved onto her face but at one point when the pain hadn't been too bad she had been to feel the wound and to her it felt like a word. To be honest she really didn't want to know what it was. At the precise moment her biggest problem was getting out of this situation alive.

...

"Its been nearly a week since Jo was kidnapped, we have to have something on Stella and her nephews" Mac said as he paced the meeting room. Everyone shared quiet looks before Lindsey stood up,

"Well we found out that she owns a warehouse on the east side by the docks, but Flack has been over there with some officers and they said it was empty". She dropped some photos Flack had taken onto the table.

"How ever it did seem that someone had been there recently, there was chains with fresh blood on them in a locked cell at the back of the warehouse and what looked like a completely modern security office, Flack is trying to get hold of the videos now" she went on to explain. Mac sat down to look at the photos and nodded. He sat like that for a few minutes until his phone rang. He put it up to his ear automatically,

"Taylor"

"I'm not going to pretend to not be involved Mac, it's too late for that" Stella said in a calm voice, Mac's head shot up and he mouthed for them all to be quiet, he then placed his phone on speaker.

"Stella, what the hell are you doing, why are you doing this?" he said not wanting to shout, for a while they thought she had hung up as they heard nothing but silence,

"She deserves everything we have done to her, but don't worry, she won't be any more pain for much longer". With that she hung up, he looked over to Adam.

"She used her own cell phone, her original cell phone" he said,

"So how does that help us" Adam asked not getting where Mac was going,

"Her original phone with GPS chip in it" he said slamming his hand on the table.

"Got it, i'll go trace her phone now" Adam said as he grabbed his folder and shot out of the room towards his lab.

Mac leant back against his chair after he had sent everyone off to their respective offices or labs and then had gone to his own office. They could still save Jo, and he could apologise for the way he had behaved. It wasn't very long before Adam was knocking on his door.

"Please tell me you have something Adam" Mac said as he leant forward. The lab tech sat opposite him on one of the guest chairs

"I couldn't believe how easy it was for me to track her phone, I got the coordinates from where she last rang and where she is at the moment because she is currently making a call" he said passing over the tablet he had been carrying. Mac looked at the small screen and grimaced when he saw the address.

"That's an abandoned dock near Hell's Kitchen, that has to be where they have taken Jo" he said as he grabbed his jacket.

...

"They really make this look easier on the TV" Jo muttered to her self as she dropped the pin again after failing to open the cuffs again. She had lost count of how many times she had dropped the bobby pin and was almost ready to give up faith. She suddenly dropped the pin and shuffled it under her bum as the trunk lid opened up. Sam looked down at her and smirked,

"Well I'm afraid it is time for us to part company Jo dear", he carried on looking down at her waiting for her to respond. She looked up at him and then tried to look past him but all she could see in the sunlight was Sam and an outline of one other person. She couldn't hear what that person had said but she heard his response,

"All right, we will long gone before they find her body". He looked back at her and leant down,

"Well Jo, this is goodbye", she went to call out but he slammed his hand into her temple knocking her out cold. He pushed her back against the wall of the trunk and slammed the lid shut. Then he walked round to the front and let go of the handbrake. He stepped back and went to stand next to Stella.

"How long do you thing we have before they figure out where we are" he asked watching the car roll forwards slowly towards the edge of the dock.

"Don't worry about them, we will be long ...", she didn't get to finish her sentence as police suddenly appeared from nowhere. She grabbed Sam by the hand and ran in the opposite direction towards their get-a-way car. She ignored the warnings and kept running. She didn't notice Mac or Don as they ran towards them from one of the abandoned warehouses.

"Stella, stop now" Don called as she and Sam continued to run. She merely looked over her shoulder and shook her head. Mac pushed himself faster than he had ever run before and body slammed into Sam dragging him to the ground. Don then caught up and grabbed Stella cuffing her immediately.

"Where is she Stella, what have you done with her" he said picking the young man up off the floor. She looked at him and then over her shoulder. He turned to see what she was looking at and finally noticed the car as it hit the water and sunk like a rock.

"It's to late now Mac, there is nothing you can do" she said simply before she looked away. Mac shoved Sam towards Don knowing he could cope as Danny ran towards the small group. He then chucked off his vest and jacket and ran towards the pier that the car had rolled of. As he neared the edge her called to a couple of the officers who were just standing at the edge,

"One of you call a bus and get a crane here ASAP" and with that he dived into the water. He spotted the car at the bottom and swum towards immediately heading for the trunk. When the lid didn't give he swam back to the top.

"Don, I need a crowbar, quickly because the trunk of the car is wedged shut" he said quickly, he grabbed the bar as it was handed to him and he dove back down to the bottom. He jimmied the boot open and pushed it as far back as the water would let him. He was momentarily stunned when he saw the bruised and battered Jo still handcuffed just floating in the now flooded trunk. He grabbed her by the arm and swam towards the surface. When he broke the surface both of them were immediately pulled from the water and Jo was taken to the waiting ambulance.

"Mac you are one stupid man, who knows how long it could have taken you to get her out, you never put your self at risk" Don said as Mac sat against the ambulance getting his breath back. He looked up at Don and then over to the cop car where Stella and her nephew were stewing.

"They say anything yet" he asked looking back at Don, when the detective shook his head he stood and rubbed his hands over his face. he suddenly realised he had forgotten all about Jo. He ran to the back of the ambulance and was shocked when he saw the paramedics shocking Jo. He stumbled into the back of the bus and reached out for her hand. He was pushed back by the closest paramedic as they shocked her again.

"We've got you Jo, you just need to hold on" he whispered ...