"Are you ok? Have you been hurt?" Sam asked.
"Course not!" Abi looked from her mum to Hugh, Sam looked back at Hugh too. "Mum, don't you see? Hugh, he's not a bad man. Really he isn't. I believe he told you that he loved you, well he's not lying he really does. I'm sorry about saying all that stuff like how I hated you and faking my suicide but we needed you to realise that you need Hugh as much as he needs you. You see you were worried and upset. Who was there for you? Who comforted you? Reassured you? Helped you? Hugh did."
"He also abducted me and you." Sam said.
"Will you just let the stubborness go? You need to be loved by him as much as he needs you to love him."
"You've turned her against me haven't you?" Sam accused Hugh.
"I haven't turned anyone against anyone. This isn't about two against one, this is about the three of us. Although more about you, Sammy and I." Hugh explained.
Sam turned away from them disgusted. Abi's eyes filled and she turned leaving the room.
"I'll leave you to cool off then." Hugh said before shutting the door.
"I have the poster." Jack held up the poster for Phil to see. They were sat in Jack's office.
Missing. Samantha Nixon, 41 years old, snatched from her house. If you have any information etc. Phil looked at the photo, it was a standard photo where she wore a pretty smile. Jack saw his eyes linger on the photo.
"Do you love her?" Jack asked.
Phil was taken aback by the sudden question. "Well ..." He thought about it. His palms sweated when she was in a room with him. His heart beat faster when her body pressed up against his own. It felt nice when he wrapped his arms round her that one time, the time when Hugh had seen them. He often considered kissing her but knew it wasn't the right time. He was worried about her, but then everyone was. He missed her when she wasn't around and thought about her most the time. "I think I may do, since we were in the tunnels it's been different. In the tunnels we almost kissed but she pulled away and yea, I do love her."
Jack sighed. "I'm going to have to ask you to either bury your feelings or get over your crush."
"What?!" Phil asked shocked.
"Look Phil, when she returns, if she returns who knows what state she'll be in? She doesn't need you declaring love to her. Not only that but think about it Phil. Can you honestly say that you won't cheat on her? Can you honestly say that if she's a mess that you'll be patient wth you nd stick by her?" Jack asked.
"Guv, look I know I have a terrible track record but since Sam's been missing I've been thinking alot. If I hadn't told her to leave that damn laptop 'till the morning then would she be safe now? Would Abi be safe now? Would Hugh be behind bars? If I had realised how I felt about her sooner would I have saved both her and Abigail? If we had listened to Neil when he was saying about the expenses of a criminal profiler for the Kennedy case would this not have happened?" Phil spilled all that he was thinking. "I know I don't deserve her but if she needs or wants me then I'll be there for her.
Sam sat with her back to the door, the door opened and she didn't move. Hugh shut the door silently and walked over to her with heavy footsteps. He stopped two metres behind her and put a bag of things on the floor.
"You upset Abs earlier." Hugh told her, Sam sat in stubborn, stony silence. "D'you really not care?"
"Of course I care!" She snapped.
He walked over and pulled her to her feet. "I'm sorry about this Sammy but sometimes people have to be tamed." He stroked the side of her face. "You're like a horse, stubborn and fierce but when broken you'll depend on me if I tell you to."
He walked over to the bag and took out some rope, he tied it painfully tight around one wrist, hooked it over a pipe and then tied her other wrist so her arms were strung up. He pressed his body against hers and slipped a gag into her mouth which then tied round the back. "Do you know how much people love Beloved Knows Naught? Some people will sit watching their computer screen. Browsing the pictures. Looking at people. Looking at pain." Sam struggled against her roped. She wanted to rip his eyes out, break is fingers, cut off his blls and force them down his throat.
Her took her hair band out and let her hair tumble, he twisted his fingers in through her hair and before smelling her soft hair. He started stripping her of her clothes and let her in just her underwear. He ran his hands up the sides of her body, from her waistline up to the bottom of her bra.
'He's going to rape me.' She thought, shaking with fear. He left her and walked back over to the bag, he took a camera out the bag and walked back over. He waited, feeling the power surge through him, Sam bit down on the gag trying not to scream for help. She squeezed her eyes tight as tears slipped out and ran down her face. All the while Hugh took snaps of her modest form.
Phil had been to the canteen for a bite to eat before returning to his desk, it was half six but he didn't want to leave. He wouldn't just abandon Sam, like many of his colleagues who had also stuck around. DC Terry Perkins walked into CID with another colleague, DS Ramini De Costa. They'd been asking people on the hugh street and at shops if they'd seen anything.
"Any news?"
Terry shook his head. "Sorry mate."
Phil sank back itno his seat, he'd risen from. Desperate to hear something, anything, anything at all.
"Phil! She's been found and taken to St Hugh's."
"Phil, a body's been found along the river thames bank."
"Sam was taken to St Hugh's, she's been raped."
"Sam managed to knock Hugh out, her and Abi are downstairs."
"Sam was taken to St Hugh's in an ambulance, she didn't make it to the hospital."
He knew some of those thoughts were terrible but he just wanted this pain to end, he finally understood how Sam really felt when Abi was missing. It even felt worse than when Weaver had taken Maddison, but only because he honestly thought Maddison wouldn't be hurt. Hugh on the other hand, well he was a maniac. Front office receptionist, Marilyn Chambers walked into CID.
"Oh DS Hunter, this was sent to you." She said wlaking over to him and placing a red dying rose on his desk. Phil ignored it, he didn't care.
Phil suddenly jumped up, grabbed the rose, a thorn pricked his finger. He didn't count that as a good sign. A dying rose and now a blood. He tore open the card.
"When Dreaming Ends" It said simply. He flipped the card over and read; "I think she's waiting for you, waiting for you to come. Will you make it though?"
He tore the small card up and threw it on his desk frustratedly. Terry and Ramini wlaked over, Ramini picked the paper up and carefully unscrewed the ball. She read the message first before reading; "When Dreaming Ends".
"Try typing it into the computer. Beloved Knows Naught was a website and the slue to it being on the web was that there was roses." Ramnin suggested.
Phil tried. www. whendreamingends. co. uk, www. whendreamingends. com
A webpage came up, black background letters at the top said in white www(dot)whendreamingends(dot)com. Phil clicked on enter, pictures that Hugh had taken before of Sam. On her way to work, home from work, on the case. Phil felt positively sick as a picture of Sam sleeping came up. Then new pictures, black and white pictures. Phil recognised the person.
Hugh had taken pictures of Sam tied up and gagged, Phil felt even more sick.
"Oh my, that's horrible." Ramani said.
"Jesus." Terry added.
Hey, please r&r, didn't know what else to called the website so that's now why the name is what it is in more ways than one lol.
