A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Yes, I accidentally managed, to put the wrong name at the very end of the last chapter...proving that I need a beta! But I can't seem to contact who said they'd do it, so is there anyone else who would like to?

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Belikov woke me up. My phone was ringing.

"Phone." He whispered in my ear. I sighed and answered it.

"Hello?"

"I hope I didn't wake you." A voice I vaguely recognised said from the other end, I faintly detected a Russian accent. "I trust you got my little present?"

"The girl?" I said realising just who it was. Kierov.

"Of course. What did you think?"

"That it was horrible." I said slightly panicking.

"That was the idea." Kierov said sounding annoyingly relaxed. Belikov rolled me over to face him. He mouthed the words who is it to me. I told him. He jumped out of the bed and got dressed. He kissed my cheek and raced out the room.

"Oh, and Rose, don't bother tracking this, it'll get you nowhere."

I sighed, "What do you want?"

"Information, what else?"

"Why would I give it to you?"

"Because if you don't I'll have to come and kidnap you, probably with one of the members of your team." His voice was slick and dangerous, no surprise there.

"You won't touch any of us." I said.

"Oh believe me, I will." He hung up.

I stood there for a few seconds, thinking. But calming myself as well. Eventually, I walked down into the main room.

The Captain glared at me. "Why did you let him go?"

"You wouldn't have tracked it, he had blocked the signal." I said sighing.

Belikov was typing something into one of the computers. I realised then he was looking up the restaurant he had seen the pattern on the paper before.

"What did he want?" He asked without looking up.

"Information. I didn't give it but...something tells me it wasn't just an idle threat."

"What was the threat?" Belikov asked.

"Kidnapping, two of us. Me and someone else."

"All right Hathaway, I want you and Belikov together at all times. You're good apart but together you would be harder to beat." The Captain said.

I just looked at him.

He didn't meet my eyes and turned away, very unusual for him. He knew exactly what I was thinking, what he had just said was very convenient, but also slightly annoying. Belikov laughed.

"Well that puts a stumper in your plans." He said.

"Not really, it improves my plan. You'll come with me, Zeklos and Harley. Davis will go with Ivashkov and Castile." I walked up to him and rested my chin on his shoulder watching the screen.

Belikov wasn't finding anything on the computer. It was as if it didn't actually exist.

"Damn, he hides his tracks well." Belikov muttered.

"I know. And I'm starving."

Belikov turned to me. "Come on then."

We went to get some breakfast. I peeled an orange and then ate it. Belikov didn't eat anything, he just drank a little bit of water.

"Are you...worried about Kierov?" He asked quietly.

"No." I said quickly, too quickly. He raised his eyebrows. I sighed. "Yes." I eventually whispered.

He didn't say anything to that, he just took my hand and pulled me out the kitchen.

I found Harley and told him we were leaving just after lunch, I also told him the teams and asked him to spread it around. He agreed. Belikov took me back to the main room. General Alto was up and about.

"Hathaway, I'm sorry, about how I've been trying to get you fired. I let my personal opinion get in the way." He said when I walked in.

"It's all right; as long as you don't do it again I don't care."

Davis walked in. "Sir," He said walking up to me, "My report." He handed me a piece of paper.

It was unusual for him not to type it, but then we were in unusual circumstances. It told me what had happened when Ashford had been shot. I thanked him and then he went to get breakfast. I pulled Belikov to my room. I didn't want to read it with General Alto and the Captain watching me. I sat on the bed and started to read it. Belikov sat behind me on the bed and crossed his arms over my stomach. I leant back into him and he read it over my shoulder. I was sure he wasn't supposed to but by then I didn't care.

There was a squeaking noise from the window. I froze. I placed the report on the table and picked up my gun. I glanced back at Belikov who nodded, and I slowly stepped towards the window. It smashed before I reached it. A group of men dressed completely in black climbed in. They weren't friendly. I fired and so did Belikov. Unfortunately they were quick. They had me unconscious before I really registered what was going on. My last glimpse was of Belikov being hit over the head before I lost consciousness completely.

A stinging pain in my arms woke me up. I shook my hair out of my eyes and realised my hands were tied together above my head and my feet were chained together by my ankles. I was hanging and couldn't put any weight on my feet. I glanced around the room, it was a mustardy yellow and there were bars along the ceiling. Belikov was unconscious and in the same position as me. My arms were burning and I wasn't sure how much more they could take.

"Belikov." I hissed, "Belikov! Wake up!"

He slowly opened his eyes. He slowly seemed to take in what was going on.

"Oh shit." He muttered, "Well it could be worse."

"How the bloody hell could it be worse?" I yelled at him.

"I was going to say I could be stuck here with Ivashkov, or you could be stuck here with Alto, but, apparently, that wouldn't be true." He snapped.

The door to the room opened before I could say anything. Kierov walked in.

"Oh, and it's worse now." I muttered as Kierov walked up to me.

"What did I tell you? I would have to kidnap you and a member of your team." He said.

"I told you, six years ago, that I won't talk." I said, attempting, but, easily failing, to calm myself. The fear, that him just being in the room instilled, was pounding through my body, and I could feel a splitting headache coming on.

"Everybody talks, I just have to find your weakness and believe me, I will." He said walking over to Belikovy. Belikov didn't utter a sound; he just waited for Kierov to get his speech over with.

Kierov took his jacket off and removed his tie. He just looked at Belikov. He stared. And then, he walked back to me and picked out the knife from his belt. He twisted it in his hands.

"You remember this don't you?" He waved it in front of my face.

"Of course I do, it's not something easily forgotten." I said automatically cringing away from it. Not that I could actually go very far. He pressed the flat of the blade against my cheek. I closed my eyes as my breathing started to speed up. Only a little, but enough to be noticed I wouldn't admit it but I was terrified. Then he cut into my skin on my neck. I gritted my teeth; determined not to make a sound. He watched the blood flow out of the wound and trickle down my shoulder. He hadn't cut anything that would kill, he very rarely did. And when he did, it was generally to be kind.

I opened my eyes and attempted to ignore the throbbing pain in my neck as Kierov stepped back heading to Belikov. He hit him. Once. Then twice. And then I looked away. I heard him going, but it wasn't something I could watch. I opened my eyes when I heard it stop.

Belikov's lip was bleeding and it looked like he was going to have a nice black eye.

"You know," I said, "there isn't much point in torturing him. He doesn't actually know anything. He only arrived in the EDA a few days ago; he knows jack shit."

Kierov turned to me. "Maybe not, but, then again, it's got nothing to do with Belikov does it? It's you. You don't want to see a member of your team being hurt, unless it is by you of course. So, really, it's just another...kink in your steel." Kierov said.

He picked up his jacket and tie and left the room. I sighed and closed my eyes. The sweat that I'd felt beginning to build up, was now starting to seep through my uniform.

I glanced at Belikov, he didn't look too good either.

"You all right?" I said to him.

"I've been better, but I'm holding up. So what do we do?" He asked, knowing better than to inquire to how I was feeling.

"I don't know."

"Surely you must have an..."

"No. I do not. I've been in this situation before and it took a very long time to eventually work my way out. And that was with guards that I could manipulate! Besides, if there was a way out I could see we would have done it by now, but I can't!" I was at the end of my wits.

Belikov didn't say anything for a while, he seemed to have realised I couldn't take anymore. He knew that the past few days hadn't been easy for me and that this was just topping it off, he knew not to push it, if he did, he would easily have ended up dead.

"Is he right?" Belikov then whispered.

"What about?"

"That everyone talks."

"Yes." I whispered closing my eyes, "Everyone talks."

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