Chapter 10: And Found

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Annie awoke with a start to the sound of knocking on the door. Sitting up on the couch, she looked around the hotel room and landed on her gun laying on the coffee table. Quietly, she picked it up, checked that it was loaded and went to the door. She peeked through the peephole, saw it was one of her men, lowered the gun and let him in. Once he was inside, she closed the door behind him.

He was looking around the room, making sure it was safe, when he spoke to her. "Ma'am, I was instructed to bring you this," he held out a brown paper bag.

Annie took it and looked inside. It was easily a month's supply of her heart medicine, assuming she had an attack twice a day. Way to be overprotective, Joan... she thought. "Wait, what time is it?" she asked.

"You've been asleep for about 3 hours. We should be hearing something soon," was his response.

She nodded and thanked him as he turned to leave. Alone in the room, Annie looked around. Everything reminded her of Auggie. She hadn't been able to bring herself to sleep in the bed that they'd shared, so the couch. Her head was spinning. First, Auggie gets kidnapped, again, and now she has this news. News that should make her overjoyed but honestly, she was just terrified. Terrified for herself, for Auggie, and for their baby.

Auggie slowly came back to the conscious world. Listening, he realized he had earmuffs on again. Oh, great... These jackasses know who they're dealing with. Which probably means Joan was right and these guys do work for Belenko. Auggie's head hurt, bad. They had hit him over the head with something a few times before he had passed out. He had come to long enough for them to drag him from a vehicle into a building. There, Auggie had pulled out the GPS tracker portion of the wire he always kept in his cane now after the last time he got kidnapped and left the cane. He hoped Annie would find it and know what it means. They had only been at that location for a few minutes though before they had knocked him out again and, presumably, transferred him somewhere else.

Slowly, he tried to take stock of his injuries, thus far. His hands and feet were hog-tied together, so movement was next to impossible. Based on the level of uncomfortable-ness his limbs were feeling, he must have been like this for a while. Auggie had just ascertained that he was lying on a concrete floor when someone kicked him in the gut, hard.

Auggie sputtered against the sudden attack and coughed. He felt one of the earmuffs come off and a voice came close to his ear, "Welcome, Mr. Anderson, to your own personal hell. Part two."

A response came from Auggie, short, simple, "What do you want?"

A laugh, cold, heartless. "What do I want, Mr. Anderson? Well, I want you to tell me where your C.I.A. has my father, then, I want you to die."

"And how am I going to tell you where your father is if I don't even know who you are?"

"Oh, come now, Mr. Anderson, surely your C.I.A. must have learned by now that my father, Aleksandre Belenko, has a son? My name is Alex, Alexei Belenko. So, now that the introductions are out of the way, let's say you and I get down to business, shall we?"

"You don't sound Russian," Auggie stated, simply.

"I was raised in America until I was 10 by my mother. Father then had her killed and brought to him. But, enough of that. Where is he, Mr. Anderson?"

"I don't know."

Another sharp kick to the gut. "Now, I know you can take a lot more pain than this, Mr. Anderson, I was hoping to save that for later, though. So why don't you just tell me what I want to know?"

"I really don't know. After he was transferred from Langley I wasn't privy to that information."

Auggie was lifted up by two men and placed face down in a tub of water. He couldn't even struggle against it with his limbs bound the way they were. They waited until he almost passed out before pulling him out.

"Let's try that again, where is he?"

Auggie was sputtering and coughing on the floor again. "What part of 'I don't know' don't you understand?" he asked his captor.

Again, Auggie was pulled up from the floor, but he wasn't placed in the water again. Instead, they placed him in a wooden box, barely big enough for his body. They closed it up and locked it with a padlock. "Mr. Anderson, you're trying my patience. Where. Is. He?"

"No matter what you do to me, I can't tell you something I don't know."

The box he was in was lifted and placed down in a hole in the concrete floor.

"Last chance, Mr. Anderson."

"I. Don't. Know!"

"I'm so sorry to hear that. And here I thought we were gong to have such fun together. Oh well. Goodbye, Mr. Anderson."

Auggie heard the sound of some machine starting up and move closer to his position. Something wet started splattering against the box he was in. Auggie smelled something. It wasn't a familiar smell, so it was hard to place. Then, it hit him. Concrete. They were pouring concrete over him. Oh, Annie. I hope you're not the one who finds me like this if I die. I'm so sorry Annie...

Annie was pacing her hotel room waiting for Barber to call. What the hell is taking so damn long! The sound of her phone ringing made her jump. Annie dived for the phone.

"Yeah?"

Barber's voice was like music to her ears, "Annie, I managed to get a signal but for some reason it's incredibly weak. I'm transmitting the coordinates to the guys there with you."

"Barber, if... when I find him, remind me to buy you a present."

She hung up the phone, picked up her gun, and walked out the door. The two men standing there simply followed her. Once outside, more of the men there with her came up to her and began, "We've got a location..."

"I know. Let's go." Annie climbed into the van.

Forty five minutes later they were pulling up to yet another warehouse. There was no evidence that anyone was there but the men proceeded cautiously anyway. A few walked the perimeter while some of the others accompanied Annie into the building.

Once inside, the men took point, checking for immediate danger. Once they knew no one was there, they lowered their weapons. "Miss Walker, there's nobody here ma'am. Do you wish to return to the hotel and reevaluate?"

"NO! He's here damnit, I can feel it. Keep looking." She walked away from them and looked for anything that would point her in the right direction.

The men looked at eachother as if to say 'She's nuts' but followed her orders. After a few more minutes of searching, one of the men yelled, "Over here! I think I found something!"

Annie ran for the voice. Once she reached the one who had yelled she looked around, frantically, but saw nothing. "What did you find?" she asked of him.

"That." he pointed down at the large rectangle of wet cement in the middle of the floor.

Annie followed his fingers. Her eyes widened. Jesus Christ! NO! "Find something to dig in there! NOW!"

A moment later, the van they had ridden in was driving towards them. The men stepped out and quickly attached a tow cable with a hook at the end to the front tow hitch that was attached to the van. Two men jumped down into the cement and searched for something to hook the cable to. Apparently finding something, they placed the hook, climbed out as best as they could and signaled the guy in the van to start backing up. Slowly, the cable brought up a box. A box big enough for a person. Annie was trying so hard not to panic.

Once the box was up on solid concrete, Annie ran and found the padlock. Pointing her gun at it, she shot it off. Quickly, with shaking hands, she pryed the lid open, not knowing what she was going to find. Inside, Auggie was alive, breathing, but unconscious. "You, get him out of this!" She pointed at two of the men not covered in concrete.

They ran up and pulled Auggie out of the box. One of them pulled a large knife from his belt and cut the ropes from his hands and feet. Annie sat next to him and pulled his hair off to the side.

"Auggie?" she said softly, tears in her eyes.

Slowly, his eyes fluttered open. Annie grasped his hand and rubbed it with her other. "It's Annie. We found you. You're gonna be ok." The tears were flowing freely now. She couldn't believe she had been so close to losing him, again.

Auggie raised his hand to touch her face. "I knew you'd find me."

Annie almost laughed at his cavalier attitude towards the situation. "Only because you had a tracker on you!"

"But I knew you would find it."

She leaned down and pressed her forehead to his. "I'm glad you were willing to bet your life on my intelligence, but next time, try not to get kidnapped in the first place, ok?"

Auggie managed a small smile. "I'll try, Walker."

One of the men spoke, "Miss Walker, there's a med-evac team 15 minutes out."

She nodded at him then spoke to Auggie again, "Let's go home, Auggie."

"Agreed." was his simple answer.