AN: Thanks to kensi jj for your review. You, too, Dee. You're both awesome. In this chapter Maggie meets her captor again. It's a shorter chapter, but I'll update again tomorrow. So far I have at least 3 more chapters to the story, but it could be more. There's still a lot to tell.
I startle awake from the terrible dream I'm having only to realize the dream and reality are one and the same. I really am locked in a cold basement. Alone. Scared. Injured. I have no way of passing the time, and it already feels like I've been here forever. I'm not sure how long it was before my body succumbed to exhaustion last night, or even if it was last night when I finally fell asleep. I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep until I woke up, and I don't think I slept long because I'm just as exhausted. I hear movement upstairs, and I start to panic slightly when I realize what I hear is someone coming down the steps. I put on a mask in hopes of hiding my fear and hope I do it well.
The door creaks as it opens and my captor's eyes almost glow in the dark. Light filters through the open door and it's bright enough I have to squint.
"Maggie, so good to see you again." His voice is dripping with hatred and fury.
"What do you want?" I'm impressed with how steady I sound.
"What do I want?" He laughs. "Easy. You. I want you to get me what I need."
He steps toward me, and I slide back so I'm against the rough wall.
"I can't get you anything here, but if you let me go I'll-," he cuts me off.
"Shut up!" he screams. "I'm not stupid. I don't need you to go anywhere. I need you to persuade your partner to get something for me. It's perfect really."
"He won't get anything for you! Not if you hurt me!" I shout back at him, suddenly angry.
I'm shocked at his mean laughter. I can't help but be puzzled.
"Actually," he starts, "I think he will give me exactly what I want after he knows what I will do to you should he refuse," his says with an evil glare that is enough to give me the creeps, and I can't doubt that his plan would possibly work. OA would do whatever he could to keep me safe, just like I would do for him. Both my captor and I know it. I find myself suddenly extremely thankful, not wanting to imagine or experience the pain he appears to be willing to inflict.
He crouches in front of me and reaches up to graze my cheek with his finger. I turn away from his touch and he slaps me hard in response. I narrow my eyes as I stare at him showing him as best I can I'm ready for a fight.
He grabs my ankle and pulls me off the cot onto the cement. I kick him hard in the arm and feel a moment of satisfaction as he cries out. He drops my ankle and kicks me hard in the stomach. I groan as my already broken and bruised ribs are assaulted. He kicks again and again until I cough up blood and am unable to move. Then he laughs, turns on his heels and is out the door. I can't fight the darkness that takes over as I hear the click of the lock. Again I am alone as I drift off into unconsciousness.
BREAK~
I can't believe the bitch kicked me like that! Who does she think she is? It will definitely leave a bruise. I am surprised at how much strength she had despite her injuries, but I took care of that real fast. Now that she knows I'm in charge and mean business, it's time to make her partner understand the same thing. I pick up the phone I got from the Zetas. It can't be traced and will help me get what we all want. The Javelins. Soon they will be in the hands of the Zetas all thanks to me. To them, I will be a god. To them, I will be indispensable
I dial the number I got from my source and wait for an answer.
"Agent Zidan. I think we have some things to discuss. Wouldn't you agree?"
The pause on the other end, the inhale of breath, let's me know he knows exactly who I am. Not my name, not what I look like, but he knows what I've done.