Authors' Notes: Two more chapters after this one and then we'll start posting part 7 which we finished today! It's amusing, tense and exciting! We hope you'll enjoy it as much as you have the last few. But first on with this part! But before we get on to that, here's a small reply to an anon reviewer/reader.
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She held back the desire to glare at him and instead laughed, but managed to reach down and pinch his side as he drew her close. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the men were closer to them.
"So when did you love birds get hitched?" One of the suits smiled warmly at them, "Hey Merle, give these two a drink on the house." He seemed to be the one in charge and was also suggesting he owned the bar.
"Last weekend." Face said proudly, taking Charissa's hands in his. "And we couldn't be happier. Right, Anne?" he said, gazing into her eyes with a look that felt just as ridiculously mushy as it looked.
The bar tender gave them each a drink, "House special." He explained and stepped back, busying himself with cleaning some glasses.
"Congratulations then." The three men all raised their glasses towards the happy couple.
Charissa returned the mushy gaze with one just as bad as she grabbed her new drink and lifted the glass, "Thank you!" She said with a small giggle then proceeded to make it look like she was drinking it.
Face made a big show of drinking, letting a little leak down his chin as he pretended to swallow, "Cheers!" he lifted it again and took another drink, hugging Charissa close to his side.
"Their heart rates just skyrocketed." Murdock said, alarmed, "They must be working on the trap."
She sat her glass down and waved back and forth a little in an unsteady fashion, "Wow. That's uh… some drink." She swallowed hard and leaned against Face as though she was having a hard time keeping upright on her own.
The men smiled, "You know, we've got some cases in the back. Ordered too much if you'd like to come and pick one out." One of them offered standing and gesturing around the bar.
B.A. turned in his seat and glanced back, "If they move we'll know. Keep watchin fool."
"I...uh, we should...probably sit for a bit." Face blinked, "Tastes great! But I...yeah, let's go!" he said, getting to his feet, making sure to act slightly more unsteady with every step.
She followed, hanging on to him as they stumbled into the back.
The men followed close behind them and once they were away from everyone else two of them snapped into action and threw bags over Face's and Charissa's heads, "Take them out the side. The car should be waiting." The leader instructed.
Charissa struggled a little, but slowly stopped doing so, making like she had been drugged by their drink as she tried not to make a noise at how roughly they were handling her.
"Hey guys, where's the...what's ...ow, that - that hurts, what are you..." he slurred a few of his words, stumbling slightly, struggling longer than her and making as though he were about to shout.
"He's a strong one. That's good." The leader commented as he instructed them to be deposited into the trunk of the car, "She seems weak, that'll go over well with some of our more dominate clients."
The dumped them into the trunk and shut the lid before they got into the car and took off.
Charissa groaned lightly, but kept still, "We must be going somewhere nearby." She whispered, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Face murmured, moving his head so he could speak directly into her ear. It was slightly muffled by her hair, "My wrists are a little chafed - they bound my lower arms together."
"They're moving." Murdock said suddenly, "Heading northwest at a fast pace." He looked at Hannibal, "They must be driving!"
She shifted a little and noticed she was bound as well, "Same it looks like." She sighed, trying to listen and pick up sounds of where they might be going.
B.A. started the engine and headed in the direction that Murdock had given, "Lemme know if they change directions."
"Stick to 'em like glue." Murdock muttered, eyes staring into the scanning screen and avidly watching the movements.
B.A. nodded, "I am Crazy Man I am." He promised, following the directions but since he had no idea what they were in he couldn't follow too closely which was probably a good idea.
"Try and relax as much as possible. It'll only hurt more if you tense up." Face said.
Charissa tried not to laugh, "Do you ever think before you speak?" She took a few deep relaxing breaths, "Yeah, relaxing is easier said than done." She felt the car turn and the road beneath them become rougher.
"Usually." Face groaned. "I didn't even have a taste of that special drink. Hmmf..." He muttered as they bumped a bit, "We're off-road. There must be some sort of safe house connected to that system that they shunt us through."
She chuckled lightly, "Me either, but now I almost wish I would have." She grumbled and shifted a little, but not too much since they weren't supposed to be awake, "And yeah. I hate dirt roads." She was starting to sound like him, complaining.
The car made another turn and began to climb up a slight incline.
"They're heading off the main roads." Murdock said, looking up from the screen momentarily to the direction they were going, "There's a park not too far from here."
B.A. swerved and got onto the road that showed some tire tracks, "How close should we get Hannibal?"
"I think we're slowing down." She mentioned and tried to make sure she was in her original position as much as possible.
Face ruffled himself up a bit and did his best to fake semi-unconsiousness. "See you on the other side."
Hannibal frowned. "I'm not sure this is the final location. If it isn't, we could be jeapordizing them if we get too close and it turns out they move them again. Give them another twenty minutes or so."
"Yeah." She decided that maybe she ought to move to LA after all for an acting career.
B.A. pulled off and tucked the van into a fairly shaded area so it wouldn't be too noticeable, "Alright. I hate waitin tho."
The car came to a stop, doors opened and then the trunk and they were lifted out just as roughly as they had been put in to it.
Charissa made sure she remained limp and like she was in a deep sleep. It wasn't easy considering she was being carried like a sack of potatoes. At least she was wearing pants.
Expect the next update to come sooner and make sure to check out "Flying Dreams" Drowsy just put up a new chapter on it!
Thanks to all of you reading our stories and reviewing them. It makes our day and helps us want to keep coming up with exciting plot ideas! Also just so you all know, we've got a Halloween story planned for the guys and Charissa so be watching for that next month. AND also a side story featuring just B.A. and Murdock before that!
