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Manhattan scowled as she woke up to find Ross staring at her. "Good morning to you to." He smiled looking over her. She wished there was at least a blanket to cover up with. She was completely exposed. She was just thankful the camera was still turned away. Ross stared at her a moment longer before opening a door.

Two men walked in wearing suits. "Ross, you got a virgin." One of the men smirked examining her.

"Well, she's not one anymore." Ross said softly with a smile. He patted the guy on the back. "She's a fighter as you can see. Both her parents are detectives at the special victims unit."

The other man nodded. "How ironic?" He leaned down at grabbed Manhattan's foot before she could yank it away. He looked in between her toes. "She isn't shooting up." His hand squeezed her calf. "She's all muscle."

"I told you." Ross nodded. "Did Rico show you the other one?"

"Yeah, they are both good. They are better than those tennis players you tried to supply me with." The man, holding her calf, said. He was wearing a blue suit while the other one was wearing a brown one. The blue suit leaned down to examine her closer.

Manhattan pulled her other leg up and knocked her heel into his temple, yelping when pain shot through her stomach. "Asshole!" She groaned as she tried to steady her breathing.

The brown suit grabbed her legs and pinned them to the mattress. "You are a fighter, aren't you?" He licked his lips looking at her. He glanced at the blue suit before looking back at Manhattan. "Bring in Tommy. She's worthy."

Soon, a taller man came in. He was completely muscle. He had to at least weigh two hundred thirty pounds. Manhattan's eyes widened when she noticed he was 6'5 with cropped hair. His waist was narrow compared to the large expanse of his chest. He build was similar to Dwayne Johnson's. The more she looked at him, the more nervous she became. His face was blank and his eyes were black. "That's Tommy?" Ross asked.

"That's Tommy." The brown suit said as the blue suit stood up, rubbing his temple.

The blue suit glowered at Manhattan. "As soon as Tommy is done, her ass is mine." He stormed out of the room, taking off his jacket. Ross and the brown suit left after him, closing the door.

Tommy said nothing as he went to the end of the bed and started stripping down. The only thing that stumped Manhattan was that he was facing the opposite direction as her. Luckily, nobody had noticed that she had freed herself from the confines of the handcuffs with her bobby pin. Slowly, she sat up and went behind Tommy, standing up. As soon as the bed make a creak, she hopped onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist from behind. His hands went to her arms as he tried to make a noise.

Manhattan realized that she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer with the amount of pain she was in. It didn't help that he had all that muscle against her. Using one hand on the left side of his jaw and her other on his right cheek, she pulled with both hands until she heard a cracking noise. His body fell onto hers on the bed, knocking the wind out of her. After a few tries, she pushed him onto the floor and looked around for an escape. There was a vent above the bed.

Grabbing her sweat pants and boots, she pulled them on breathing through the pain that was coursing through her. She grabbed her sweat shirt which they had taken off before handcuffing her to the bed, luckily surviving her brutal disrobing. She zipped it up and got back onto the bed, pushing the vent door up and over. Looking at the dead body on the floor, made her logic skills start to kick in. She hopped off the bed and pushed the body under the bed after grabbing the gun that was in the the waist band of his pants, making sure that it would be hard to see in a standing position. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and put the bobby pin back in before grabbing the camera and putting the gun in her deep sweat pants pocket. Sliding it up into the vent, she grabbed the edges with her hands and jumped a few times before pulling herself in, giving her some momentum. Pain shot through her when she pulled her legs in.

Manhattan pulled the door back over the slot and carefully put it in place. She grabbed the camera and pointed it at herself. "Well, if you guys are still watching this,... thanks for not giving up on me." She teared up, wiping her eyes with her sleeves. Looking to her right, she could hear the faint sound of birds. "I think I can show you where we are." Climbing onto her knees, she quietly started crawling towards the noise and found a vent that led outside. She held the camera up to the vent and looked around. "If Dad isn't watching this, get him."

~SVU Squad~

Fin and John both looked at each other before looking back at the screen. Fin ran out into the hallway and into the squad room. "Elliot! MJ escaped the room and has a visual on their surroundings. She wants you to see it!" He waited until Elliot and Olivia ran past him to follow. They hurried into the room and Fin pointed at the TV. "Do you know where they are?"

Elliot's eyes widened as he looked at the screen. "They're out on Block Island. That's the Great Salt Pond." He looked at the edges of the screen. "Is she in a vent?"

"Yeah." John sighed with a nod. "She just killed a guy who was about to attack her. She must have picked the lock on her cuffs." He looked at the screen. "She's in pretty bad shape."

"I don't doubt that." Olivia breathed running a hand through her hair. She put her hands on her hips and looked at the screen. "Where on the pond is she?"

Elliot shook his head. "I don't know. We just rent that one spot for the summer." He looked around in search for some kind of landmark. He pointed to the screen. "That's our cabin. She's in that abandoned lumber yard. That's not good."

Fin furrowed his eyebrows. "Why isn't that good? You know where she is?"

"It's not that. That lumber yard has a helicopter pad in the main yard. If those guys get their hands on a helicopter, we're screwed." Elliot breathed turning to Olivia. "We gotta go get her." He hurried out of the room while Olivia grabbed the iPad from its place on the only chair in the room.

Elliot jogged into the squad room and grabbed his gun and shield before Cragen came out of his office. "Did you and Olivia catch a case?"

"No, we found out where they moved MJ and Carrie. We're heading there now." Elliot said holstering his gun. "Call all ferries on Block Island and tell them not to let anybody off or on the island. Tell them to tell people that they are having issues with the wiring or something. We can't tip these guys off again."

Cragen nodded. "How'd you find out where they were?"

Elliot stood up straight and paused. "Manhattan picked the locks on her handcuffs and crawled up into the air conditioning vents after killing a guy that was about to attack her." He paused and again and raised his eyebrows. "Are you coming or are we leaving without you?"

"I'll go get my things and I'll call the island on the way there." Cragen said jogging into his office.

Olivia came in then with the iPad, Fin, and John. "El, Manhattan is trying to get Carrie out of her room."

"She's what?" Elliot asked looking at the iPad.

"She's going to try and save Carrie from any further trauma by getting her out." Olivia sighed shaking her head. "She's being a good person-"

"But, she's putting herself up as a potential target if they come in." Elliot finished for her and kicked his desk hard.

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