Ashleigh squeezed her eyes shut trying to block out all light and sound. She had one hell of a headache and it was about to get worse. The door was flung open and in strode the woman and the man.
"What this time?" Ashleigh groaned as she attempted at standing up.
"Nothing. Just coming to see how our guest it" The woman spoke but not the man.
This time a second woman walked into the room. Ashleigh immediately recognised her.
"Renee?" Ashleigh asked
"Yeah, how do you think Miss Driscol and Mr Bedford here knew where to find you?"
Driscol, where did she know that from? Peyton!
"Peyton?"
"Ah, you remember me do you?"
"Briefly. But why..."
"Your brother killed my little brother. 3 years ago. I had red hair then and green eyes, it's amazing what hair dye and coloured contacts can do. He didn't recognise me one bit." Peyton smirked smugly.
"He would never..." Ashleigh's throat was dry.
"He did but he denies it"
"He put me in jail for attempted murder but I got out on a technicality"
"Andy?"

Mac was starting to pace around but he was again outside, smoking he had already gone through at least half a pack. He'd promised Ashleigh he'd given up. Had he hell as like.
"Mac?" Jessica and Flack strode outside.
He turned the them, cigarette in hand.
"Yes?"
Flack walked over to him and pulled the cigarette out of his hand threw it on the floor and stamped it out.
"I know it's stupid. But what would you do if Sam went missing Don?" Mac pulled the packet of cigarettes out of his pocket and the lighter out of the other.
Jessica took the packet a threw it into the furthest bin from the small group.
"OK I get the message stop smoking! You can throw them away all you like. I'll just buy some more"
Mac couldn't look at them. He knew that they were disappointed in him. Finally he sighed.
"Ok I give no more fags!" Mac tossed the lighter in the bin alongside the cigarettes.
Jessica let out a small squeal of triumph.
"Where did they say they were taking her?" Stella asked Jimmy when everyone was back inside the apartment.
"All they gave or told me was this." Jimmy handed Stella a piece of paper with an address on.
"Who exactly did you say they were?" Jessica asked
"One of them was Renee Brennan, another said her name was Peyton Driscol and the other was Andy" Jimmy sighed
Mac stood up pulling Stella with him as he had hold of her hand.
"Come on we're going" Mac headed out of the apartment dragging Stella with him.
Flack and Jessica obediently followed.

Ashleigh was again by herself in the room. She was sat in a corner resting her chin on her knees.
Mac wouldn't kill anyone. Would he? Oh, what kind of a sister doubts her brother?
Ashleigh sobbed. She hated being Mac's little sister right now. Her side where she had been shot still hurt. She lifted her shirt to inspect the wound, it was dressed. Bandaged up neatly. She pressed down onto where the bullet should have been. Nothing. If they wanted to hurt Mac as much as they made her think why didn't they let her die? She then heard voices.
"Why didn't you just let her die Peyton?"
"Because if he found out she was dead it wouldn't hurt him as much as this does"
"How does this hurt him more?"
"Because he will get frustrated looking for her."
"And what if Jimmy gives us up?"
"He won't"
"But why..."
Peyton cut him off.
"Look Andy most of this was your idea so shut up"

Mac had phoned Chicago PD and got Ashleigh's boss to meet them at the address Jimmy had given them.
"How do you know her boss isn't in on this?" Flack asked
"Because he is an alright person. I've met him a couple of times" Mac shrugged as he drove around a corner.
Stella had become unusually quiet.
"Stell?" Mac asked quietly so Jessica and Flack couldn't hear
She didn't answer him. Just kept staring out of the window. He was about to look over at her but remembered what had happened when he did that with Ashleigh.

Ashleigh dug around in her jeans pocket. If they were stupid enough to save her, had they even had the sense to take her phone? No. She dialed her brothers number.
"Taylor."
Ashleigh giggled.
"Don't try answer your phone professionally. Acting like you don't know it's me!"
"Ash! Are you OK?"
"All apart from a killing headache and being shot. I'm pefectly fine if you don't count that though"

The next thing Mac heard was the door fly open, a gun shot and Ashleigh scream.

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A/N : Is Ashleigh dead?
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