"One hour!" Harris called. "You must last one hour."

Owen struggled against his binds, a useless attempt at regain control. This could be the worst thing to happen to him but he would never let Tosh suffer. Harris dug the syringe into the soft tissue behind his elbow and injected the liquid into his defenceless body.

Owen waited for the moment when it would kick in. He shook slightly waiting for his fate. A burst of pain oozed through his veins and down his spine. In every cell of his body he could feel the blunt, sick feeling. It turned slowly to a stinging sensation that passed through his throbbing head and made its way to his toes. Every inch of his body ached, like he had been hit by a car. Like his insides were dissolving. His breathes were laboured. He couldn't take this. Not for an hour. But he had to. Tosh needed to be set free. He wouldn't let her be hurt. He couldn't let her suffer the way he has.

"Ah!" Owen let out a desperate whimper.

"Owen!" Tosh watched as her team mate was tortured. Nothing could be worse than listening to him old back the pain. It had been barley 5 minutes and Owen was crying out. She couldn't do this. How could she watch this when she could end it so easily? Nut by ending it more pain would come his way. There was no solution to his nightmare.

Owen threw his head back in agony. This was happening and there was nothing to be done. If he called 'stop' than Tosh would suffer for it and that was the last thing he wanted. Not Tosh!

The pain was getting stronger. Was his heart going to give out? It felt like it. Maybe he would pass out and get a few moments of peace. Tears began to flood his eyes, its not like he could hold them back. They stung like acid dripping down. His saliva was hot and he felt like spitting it out before it burnt through his tongue. Every breath ripped at his lungs and forced the liquid deeper into his cells and veins. But he had to breathe every breath to stay alive and that's what he was aiming for.

30 minutes

Tosh's cries were silenced with small sobs escaping her throat. Owen's pain was worse that when it started. Every inch of him felt like it was on fire and his brain felt like it was about to explode but he had gone this far, he had to finish this. He let out a small smile towards Tosh.

"The pain..." He muttered. "It's not so bad anymore. It's easing of." He lied.

Tosh rubbed her yes and extended her arm as if to touch his face but she was too far away and she knew that. "I can't do this Owen."

He could only smile to keep her reassured, anything to take the sadness from her eys, the pain from her face and the agony from her heart. He had to be positive for her. "I feel better." His body pulsed at the agony he felt inside. No pain he had ever felt was as bad as this. He finally knew what it felt like to suffer and he hated ever moment of it.

Jack watched on as his friends suffered. There was nothing that he could do and that beat at his chest. If he could only take away the pain he would do anything. "I'll take the punishment." Jack cried.

Harris threw his eyes up to face Jack who hadn't talked the whole way through this. "Why?"

"Let Owen go, let Tosh go and I'll take all the punishment, Just don't hurt them anymore. Please." Jack was tearing up.

"No. You're game is yet to be played." Harris shook his head

"Please! I'll do anything you want! I'll give you anything, do anything." Jack was pleading with the vicious man.

"No, there's nothing you can give me that will make me give this up."

"What? Watching people suffer! Watch me suffer! Let them go!" Jack cried.

"I'll watch you suffer later."

Jack's tears were clearly visible to Tosh and Owen. They could see every bit of pain that entered his heart.

"Jack!" Tosh sobbed. She reached out her arm to him but he was way too far away.

"Tosh." Jack suffered. He switched his eyes to Owen who was convulsing slightly. He twitched his chair as if to get comfortable which was of course imposable.

"Jack, Don't stresssssss." Owen held on to the S as he couldn't control it. "I'm fine. Tosh will be freeeeee"

Jack shook his head. His words meant nothing as he could see every moment of this was causing him horrific torture.

45 minutes.

"This is boring. Nothing is happening." Harris sighed. He pulled another syring from the bag hanging from his neck. Owen watched helplessly as he injected yet another, but significantly small dose of the clear liquid into his veins.

Owen pulsed harder than he had before. "Not fair!" He cried.

"Life's not fair." Harris added as he walked back to place.

Owen had never felt such pain, worse than before. His blood was boiling his heart was pounding, his head was throbbing his toes were tingling and his fingertips felt like they were missing. Numb . His Spine raced up and once shutters of pain that twisted inside him. He couldn't take it. He had to call out. Do something to make it hurt less. Anything to relase the liquid from his body.

"Ah! Please! No! Please, please! Help me somebody! Please!" Owen cried.

Tosh rigged at the grip her captor had on her. She wanted to end this but they were so close! That 50 minutes of pain would be for nothing. "Owen! Listen to me!"

He lifted his head quickly with shutters of pain pulsing through him. "Tosh! Help me!"

"10 minutes left now! You can do this! Listen to the sound of my voice." Tosh hushed him softly and he began to calm.

55 minutes

Owen lay back in his chair puffing hysterically. Tosh continued to hush him. Shushing him softly and talking melodicly. They were so close! So close to Tosh's release and when she was released she would get help, she would find a way to get them all out.

60 minutes!

"Times up!" Tosh yelled. She had been counting on her watch and she knew it was over. Harris snarled angrily. He took the syringe from his bag and stuck it shaply into Owens arm, oozing the liquid in slowly.

Slowly but surely Owen began to relax. His heart beat slowed and the pain ended. His body ached from the struggled. Every bit of him wanted to get up from that chair and punch Harris in his ugly face but he was still bound and exhausted from everything.

"We've never had someone pass their test." Harris admitted.

"You have now. Let me go!" Tosh exclaimed.

"It's only fair. Let her free." Harris signalled to the bigger man and Tosh was free.

"Run! Get out and don't look back!" Owen puffed.

"Oh one more thing." Harris added.

Everyone's hearts dropped.

"You can leave, but I'm afraid you'll be blindfolded and lead out, so you can't find your way back."

And with that a bag went over Tosh's head and she was lead out the door.