A/N So, it's been a while but it's been crazy busy and a lot has been happening. That said I feel we are coming to an end in about four chapters or so. Truth be told it's mostly written out I just need to type it. Anyway enjoy, please review and thanks for reading.

Chapter Ten

Kidnapped

The first thing she noticed was the ringing in her ears and the dust so thick she couldn't see. The second thing she noticed was the nightmare that stood before her in the form of her uncle Silas. A twisted smile on his equally twisted face. She couldn't hear what he was saying but she could guess. She tried to crawl away scraping and cutting her hands and knees on the debris only to be jerked back and up by her hair. Her hearing was beginning to return because she heard him speak.

"Not this time Pet. Time for you to come home." She opened her mouth and let out a scream then was meant with darkness.

When she woke again she was in a dark room, much like the one she remembered from her childhood. Her head started pounding and panic started to set in as she fought to breath. It terrified her, the darkness, no light. She tried to move but found that even though she wasn't tied up a chain encircled her ankle and the other end hooked into the wall or so she assumed. She had discovered that her clothes had been changed too. No longer did she wear the pretty blue dress; in its place was a baggy pair of pants and a large hoody which much to her surprise actually smelled clean. She felt her way along the floor trying to get some kind of bearing. She found that the door was only a few feet ahead of her and the room, just as she feared was indeed very tiny. She took several deep breaths to control her panic and squeezed her eyes tight. She would not allow herself to cry. Instead she needed to concentrate on how to get out. She knew from past experiences that her uncle would leave her until he felt that she had learned her lesson or submitted to his way of thinking. She rarely did, at least in her mind. On those rare occasions when she fought back she ended up paying for it. This time however felt different. This time he felt as if he had finally won, that he had broken her. He was going to be sadly disappointed for this time she had something worth fighting for, someone worth fighting for. She knew he would be used against her but she wouldn't let him get inside her head. Leo, her Leo would be safe from this monster that held her in this cage or she would die trying. Her worry, however was that he would do the same for both her and his sister. His sister?! She suddenly remembered the whole reason for coming to Gotham in the first place. Lisa still had to be here, at least that was her hope. Knowing her uncle, he would want to keep all of his pieces in one spot before making his big move. She really wasn't all that surprised that he had ended up being a mob boss but what did surprise her was the fact that he had been watching and waiting for her all of these years. She had thought that she was a problem he was glad to be rid of. Instead she ended up being something he wanted to possess and control.

She couldn't judge how long she had been in there as she got to her feet and very carefully paced the room counting her steps. She stopped at the door and put her ear to it hoping to hear something. She ran her hand along the wall looking for an imperfection of any kind, the chain rattling slightly as she moved. She was just about ready to make another sweep when she first heard it. It was faint but it echoed ever so slightly. She felt along the room quietly listening when she heard it again. A chain much like hers could be heard. She almost wept in relief to know that she wasn't the only one surviving this personal hell. She pressed her ear to the wall and held her breath. She heard shuffling. Someone was on the other side of the wall. She was sure of it.

"Hello?" She called out, her voice echoing in the darkness. "Is any one there? Please tell me I'm not alone here." She was almost pleading. When no answer came she slid to the ground defeated. Tears threatened to fall and she felt as if her soul had shattered. A sense of looming darkness left her feeling numb. She had just about given up any remaining hope when a voice sounded from the other side.

"You're not alone." It was barely above a whisper but very clear. She jumped up filled with all sorts of emotions and pressed her hand to the wall as if trying to touch the person on the other side of the wall.

"Are you okay? They didn't hurt you, did they?" She heard a deep intake of breath.

"Not physically." She heard a catch in her voice.

"What's your name?" Sophie asked quietly knowing full well what her uncle was capable of.

"Lisa. What's yours?" She asked equally as quiet. Sophie's ears perked up.

"Lisa?" She questioned. "Lisa Snart? I'm a friend of your brothers. He sent me to find you. Not that it did any good."

"Lenny doesn't have friends." She said suddenly sounding suspicious. Sophie didn't blame her.

"We were friends when we were kids and then things…happened. He's worried about you though."

"So, you're Sophie." It was a statement more than a question. "He finally found his penny." Sophie laughed slightly.

"Yeah after kidnapping me about three times. He apparently didn't know how to talk to me." She heard a slight chuckle in response.

"That sounds like Lenny. Is he okay?" She sounded hopeful.

"Yes. At least he was before I was taken. We were in the process of getting what they wanted for your release when they took me."

"You know he told me about you. He talks about you all the time. He once told me that you were one of the good things that happened in his life. I always thought that he might even be a little bit in love with you." That statement alone made her warm and very hopeful. She didn't know how to respond but before she could Lisa spoke again. "You're in love with him aren't you?"

"I…" she started to say.

"Don't worry. You don't have to tell me. I can tell. He needs you I think."

"I'm just so afraid, so afraid of everything." There was silence for a fleeting time.

"Everyone is afraid of something." Lisa responded. "Even my brother."

"He doesn't seem like he is afraid of much of anything."

"He's afraid of not being able to protect his family." It was a rather alarming statement but seemed to ring very true.

"That much is evident by what he has done to find you. He really is quite over protective, isn't he?"

"With you too." This peaked her interest.

"What do you mean?"

"He has been looking for you for years. He has tried to deny it of course but there were times when I've caught him looking out into the crowd as if looking for someone. When I asked at first, he wouldn't answer, but then about three months ago he saw you leaving Jitters. His whole face just changed. I thought he was going to run out into the street after you but he was on the Flash's radar at that point. I actually had to stop him. That was when he finally told me about you. He changed after that." Sophie didn't know what to say. She felt the silent tears run down her face and she took a deep breath.

"I was told he had died when we were kids. I didn't want to believe it, couldn't believe it at first. Then I was sent here and a place like this has a way of sucking the hope from you. I never should have given up."

"He never did." This nearly tore Sophie apart and a small sob escaped before she could catch it. Lisa must have heard it and she could be heard shifting slightly. "I didn't mean to upset you. You were just a child, so was he and if you were told he was dead you would have no reason to believe anything else."

"I just need to end this. All of this. Neither one of you would be in this situation if it wasn't for me."

"One thing you need to learn about my brother and me, is that we don't get involved in situations unless we want to. Leonard could have walked away. He could have found a different way to get me back but he didn't. He chose to seek you out." Sophie rested her cheek against the cold wall closing her eyes. She knew he would come for her, he would come for Lisa. She just needed to hold on until then. She just hoped he would find them in time. She knew what was coming next. It would start with leaving her to stew and wonder. After several hours, days even then he would come. This would be followed by his taunting and when she wouldn't conform a beating would come next. This would continue until he grew tired of the game. The problem this time was the fact that he had years of pent up anger and hatred toward her. Either way it wouldn't be pleasant.

A few hours had pass and after a few failed attempts of getting the chains off and talking back and forth with Lisa she fell into a restless sleep. Half sitting up she had squeezed herself in the corner furthest from the door. She knew it was only a matter of time before her uncle would come and he did. It started with the echo of footsteps leading to her door. The closer they came the louder it became. She heard the keys rattle in the door and the door squeak open. She knew it was him. His hatred rolled off from him in waves and it took everything in her not to react. She didn't want him to see her react. Instead she stared at the ground; her head bent not meeting his gaze that she could feel burning in her. She saw his feet come into view as he stepped closer. She not only felt his hatred but his anger as well. Something had him very very angry. This would not end well for her and she braced herself for the blow she knew was coming. The thought hadn't even finished yet when her head was suddenly bounced off the wall. A loud crack and blinding pain followed. She cried out and she felt blood start to trickle down her head a deep throbbing followed.

"You will look at me!" He demanded as he grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet. She gasped as the dizziness hit her and she planted her feet so that she wouldn't fall into him. She glared up at him trying to muster up the same amount of hatred as he was projecting. He laughed slight at her spark of defiance.

"Did you really think I wouldn't come for you again? Did you really believe that you could ever escape me?" He yanked her even further until they were almost nose to nose and she was almost on her tip toes. "Your insolence has cost me a great deal of trouble, trouble that I am going to make you pay for." He went to continue when a voice behind him spoke.

"Sir, they are waiting for you." He continued to stare at her before he answered.

"Tell them to wait."

"They say it's urgent, Sir." The statement sounded fearful but instead of an angry outburst, he sighed and pushed her into the wall. He smiled in satisfaction as she grimaced and fell to the floor.

"Don't think for a second that we are done here pet. I will be back and we will finish this conversation." He turned to walk out only to retrieve something from outside her door. He through it at her only to have it fall at her feet. She recognized it immediately and felt herself grow cold. "Before you get any ideas about your friend, he won't be coming for you. With that he slammed the door tight leaving her once again in darkness. She looked down at the item in her hands and pulled it into her lap. Squeezing her eyes shut she prayed that her uncle wasn't right because she held in her hands Leonard's signature blue parka. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream but she needed to have a clear head. In her heart she knew he was okay and that he was still coming for her. She couldn't even comprehend the alternative. She also remembered the last time she saw him he wasn't even wearing the jacket. She felt her hope rise and decided to wrap herself in it taking in a deep breath. His scent still lingered there and gave her a comfort. It calmed her, helped her focus. Her uncle was trying to bait her, to shake her up. It was part of his mind game. What he didn't know or expect was that she had planned one step ahead. She opened her hand to revel the key to her salvation looking up at her. Leonard Snart wasn't the only pick pocket. She smiled at the thought of once again getting out of her uncles grasp. She didn't speak to Lisa; she didn't want the chance of being overheard just yet. She waited a few minutes before she made her way to the door, putting her ear to it. She heard nothing on the other side. She then went to work unlocking her chains and was able to release herself. She suddenly felt lighter. Next she had to figure out a way to get out the door that was locked from the outside. She patted it down trying to find a way to open it. She didn't but she would be damned if she had come this far and give up. Not yet at least. She laid her head against the door in slight defeat when she heard a slight shift on the other side. She perked up and then to her amazement the door suddenly popped open. She stood back suddenly afraid of who was on the other side but there was no one. She eased her head around the door frame to find an empty dark hallway on either side of her. All was quiet so she eased out of her cell and made her way to the door that was next to hers. The key that she had didn't work but she couldn't give up on the person on the other side. She started to search the pockets of the coat she was wearing, the coat of a master thief who had a hidden pocket that yes supplied a lock picking kit. She smiled to herself and at the fact that he really was as good as he said he was. She held the kit in her hand hoping she was as good at using it as she thought she was. She knelt on one need and went to work. Within seconds she had it unlocked and was able to push the door open. She heard scrambling and the rustling of chains as Lisa made her way to the back of the room.

"Lisa, it's me." She called out as she entered the room.

"How did you get out?" She asked a slight trace of suspicion in her voice.

"My uncle paid me a visit. I palmed his key." She opened her hand showing it to her and went to unlock her chains as well. Lisa looked at her with an unreadable look much like her brothers.

"Is that Lenny's coat?" Sophie looked down and realized how this must look to his sister and she shook her head.

"This is my uncle's attempt of getting inside my head. He has always believed he is the smartest one in the room, even when it's clear that he is not. But I suggest that we leave before he figures it out I', the one who took his key." The two girls looked at one another for a full thirty seconds before Lisa seemed to make up her mind.

"Okay, I don't want to wait around." They both made their way to the door and looked both ways until they fled down the darkened hallway. They came to the end of the corridor and made a left not really knowing where it would lead them and hoping it wasn't straight into the lion's den. They went to turn another corner when suddenly Sophie came to a halt and Lisa slammed into her. Standing in front of her was something Sophie had only believed was nothing more than a fairy tale meant to scare children.

He was a tall man, shrouded in a billowing cape of sorts but the thing that caused her the most worry was the mask he wore. It hid his features, all but his eyes which seemed to sparkle, a bright green, almost an emerald green. The mask he wore was no ordinary one. It was detailed and looked cold to the touch. She was looking into the face of an owl. That familiar nursery rhyme started to come back to haunt her.

Beware the court of owls that watch all the time…

She was vaguely aware of Lisa pulling on her arm because she was so transfixed on what was before her. He stared at her with the same intensity as she was him. And then he spoke. His voice was low and raspy.

"I am not here for you young one. Do not fear."

"You're the Talon, aren't you?" She questioned in a loud whisper. She received only a slight nod as a response.

"What are you?" Lisa asked in a nervous voice.

"An ally, for now. I am here for the one named Silas Monroe. He has caused far more problems than need be. Now he needs to be dealt with. You will find your escape at the end of this corridor. Go now for I will not be able to help you again." He turned to walk away.

"You unlocked my door. Why?" Sophie called out to him.

"This is not your fight and I owed a debt. Your friends will be here soon. Go before I regret helping you." Within seconds he was gone as quickly as a whisper on the wind. Lisa turned to her.

"What in the hell was that?" Sophie just shook her head.

"A nightmare from a fairy tale." She swallowed sharply and started down the hallway once more. "Come on. I don't want to be here anymore than I have to be." They finally reached a set of doors to the outside and pulled them open. It was raining again, hard and it was dark. She grabbed Lisa's hand as they struggled through the blinding weather. Squinting she tried to get her barring and was able to finally find the light from a pole light not that far off. She moved toward it with Lisa following.

"We need to get out of this." Lisa shouted above the howl of the wind.

"I know but we are not going back in there." She shouted back as she looked around. "This way!" She said as she found a roadway of sorts and started to follow it. It wasn't long before they came to a halt. In front of them was the edge of a cliff that dropped down into the ocean, the water rolling below them. She looked out beyond to discover she was looking at the city across the bay.

"Damn it!" She said above the wind.

"Is that…?" Lisa started to ask.

"Gotham." Sophie finished. "He brought us to the damn island."

"How did we get back over there?"

"I have an idea, but first we need to get to the pier."

"You mean the one where all those men are gathering and looking like they are ready for war?" Lisa asked as she pointed in the direction.

"That would be it."

A/N So, there you go…enjoy and please let me know what you think