The Sound of Life and Death
Title: The Sound of Life and Death
Rating: PG-14
Fandom: iCarly with minor Criminal Minds
Characters/Pairing: Hints of Creddie and Seddie
Genre: Drama/Suspense
Summary: Sam is kidnapped by a serial kidnapper and killer that targets blonde girls through their own web shows. When bodies of other missing girls start to show up near Carly and Freddie, the FBI is called to assist the local PD on the case. They soon realise there can be a deeper connection that Sam has with the kidnapper than everyone else would like to believe.
Warnings: Mature subject matter.
Disclaimer: I own neither iCarly nor Criminal Minds. However, I do own the plot of the story proudly.
Author's Note: I'm still not so sure when Sam is gonna get rescued… Any suggestions?
Chapter Ten (Sam)
"Boredom is an emptiness filled with insistence."
~ Leo Stein
Sam wasn't sure when she'd fallen asleep.
She wasn't even sure when she'd woken up.
If it weren't for the weariness she feels every time she wakes up, she can't even be sure if she'd fell asleep or not.
Sam yawns and slowly opens her eyes, expecting to hear her alarm blaring next to her. She tries to move her hand and wipe her face with it.
Then she realizes her hands were tied behind her back.
Then she realizes she was sitting on a chair.
Panic shots through her for a split second before she remembers what has happened.
Creepy man… Kidnapping… Dead girls…
Sam turns to the freezer behind her instinctively and shuddered.
Five more dead girls are still in there. At the same time she wonders what has happened to Kaitlyn's body. Putting the word "body" behind Kaitlyn's name, even though it wasn't on purpose, makes Sam feel awful.
Yet, she can't find another word to represent what Kaitlyn is now.
A ghost? A corpse? An angle, even?
None of these words feel right.
Sam yawns again, noticing there's something different about this room then before.
She looks around, trying to find out what. Then it hits her.
It is darker.
She looks up; the light that was blinking wildly before is now completely off, making the room dark.
Or, Sam thinks, it's darker than before.
But it wasn't completely dark, Sam soon discovers. She can still make out the objects around the room. She looks over to the door that connects this room with the rest of the house.
If it's a house at all. But considering that there's no window in this room, Sam thinks she's probably in a basement.
A hint of light comes through the room from the gap underneath the door. Sam soon wonders what time is it right about now.
She wants to know how long she's been trapped here in this hellhole.
She can still hear the buzzing sound from the freezer; at least now Sam knows why it makes that sound. Knowing didn't make her a bit feel better.
Knowing that there's still more dead girls in there makes Sam feel worst than before.
Sam couldn't help but yawn again. She must be more tired than she realizes.
She doesn't know what she's supposed to do now.
Sam leans back onto the chair, attempting to make her self more comfortable. She feels the rope burn her hands again as she moves it. She winces, wondering just how red her wrist would look when she get untied.
If she gets untied.
Now that she's thinking about the rope tying her hands behind her, the burning feeling is all she can think about.
It's all she can feel.
She rather be asleep right about now.
She closes her eyes, trying to attempt sleeping again.
Five second after her eyes was closed, she opens them.
Her mind won't shut up about the whole situation she's in right now. The man, the bodies, the meeting with the man's daughter.
What kind of person is she, anyway? Sam thinks, closing her eyes again. She can't explain it, but she is kind of exited to meet this Madeline.
She opens her eyes again. She can't sleep. She doesn't know what time it is. She feels… Bored.
Bored? Sam almost let out a bitter laugh. Bored? How can she be bored when she's just got kidnapped and locked into a room with five dead girls inside freezers that in her mind, is in the middle of nowhere.
Her life right about now is way more exciting than most sixteen year old girls out there.
And yet she's extremely bored.
There is absolutely nothing to do right here and her mind won't shut up for long enough for her to go to sleep.
Normally, she would toss and turn in the comfort of her own bed. But there is nothing normal about being tied to a chair.
Boredom is so hard to deal with.
Sam yawns again, hoping this time; the yawn can actually put her to sleep.
Nope. Didn't happen.
Sam is never the one to sit still for long and right now, she just wants to be untied so that she's able to move. She knows her kidnapper won't risk untying her.
She also knows that if he does, she'll put on one hell of a fight.
She wonders if she'd win against him. She smirks at the thought of what she can do to him once she can get out of this rope.
Punches his jaw, kneels his stomch, kicks between his legs. And maybe steps on his feet or pokes his eyes.
She wonders if she could get Madeline to untie the rope for her. She can be a pretty sweet talker, if she makes an attempt. She usually doesn't.
Which is probably why she has so much enemies.
She's always been the girl that speaks her mind, whether it hurts others or now.
The door suddenly opens; Sam tries not to look surprised. The man leaves the door open, making Sam narrow her eyes at the unexpected light.
"Look who is up," For some unknown reason, Sam can sense the smile in his voice.
"What time is it?" Sam demands, sounding stronger than she actually feels. Her eyes are now getting use to the new light.
The man pauses to check his watch. Sam was half surprised that he is actually going to answer her. "It's a little after three."
A.M.? Sam frowns. She distinctly recalls leaving to get a smoothie around noon. And she's defiantly been here for more than three hours. A.M.?
Wow, how long was she out?
And she wasn't just thinking about from the drugs, but also the sleep. She remembers when she woke up from the drugs she was feeling hungry. It was probably because it was around dinner time.
"You fell asleep." The man states, rather obviously.
Thanks, Captain obvious. Sam rolls her eyes.
"What are you doing here?"Sam asks as the man moves around the room. She sees him looks up at the light.
"I'll have to fix that." He mumbles in a barely audible way, almost to himself.
"Hey!" Sam is glad to see the man's attention is drawn back to her. "What the hell are you doing here?"
The man didn't look too pleased as he answers. "I brought you food. You can't look like I haven't fed you in forever when my daughter comes tomorrow afternoon."
The word "food" makes Sam perk up, looking at him expectantly, wondering what he'd brought.
He takes out a bag of chips from the bag he'd brought. She didn't even notice the bag before now. "Eat up."
Sam frowns as the bag of chips is thrown on her lap. "How do you expect me to eat this with my hands tied behind my back?"
The man pauses, seemingly considering the question. Sam mentally curses the man for being so stupid.
"Looks like I'm going to have to feed it to you," He says, already grabbing the chip bag. He opens it, the faint smell of the Lays Original chips flows through Sam's nose.
Her stomch growls. If she was good at math, she would probably be calculating how long she'd last eaten right about now.
"Open up," The man sings, apparently satisfied by his decision. Sam couldn't refuse with food.
She obeys, opening up her mouth as a piece of chip is put in her mouth. She was too hungry and too tired to even try to argue.
"Good girl." The man smiles, taking another piece out of the bag.
I'm not a dog, Sam thinks while chewing her second piece to chip. The salt on the chips stings her dry tongue. She never really liked original flavoured chips. But right now, she doesn't exactly have a menu full of specials to choose from.
"After you finish this," The man says, taking out another piece of chip. "Get some sleep. I don't want Maddie to see you all tired and sleepy."
That is the problem. Sam cannot fall asleep. But she didn't want to admit it.
She nods, and the man seems satisfied.
The bag of chips finished sooner than Sam expected. She clears her throat, feeling a piece of chip stuck there.
"Water?" The man suddenly has a water bottle in his hand. Sam didn't even know how that got there.
He unscrews the cap, and Sam tries to not repeat the last time water was forced down her system.
She drinks as slowly as she possibly can.
She almost thanked him after he takes the bottle away. But then she remembers where she is right now.
A kidnapper's dungeon.
"Sleep well," The man says, grabbing his bag and leaving, closing the door on his way out.
Sam didn't even make eye contact as he left.
She waits a few minutes for the food to reach her stomch and for her eyes to adjust to dark room before she leans her head back again.
Now she's bored…
She can't sleep, she can't really move, she can't do anything except stare at a dirty picture of a family of four on the dirtier table.
Wait, she blinks at the picture, making sure it's actually there. How can she had not notice it before?
Even though it's pretty dark, she can still see what's on that picture. And Sam feels relieved that there something for her to do, even if it's just for a few minutes.
The picture of four people stares up at Sam with their identical green eyes. The two identical little girls, around ten years old, Sam estimates, are probably Madeline and Adeline. They stand on each side of their parents and have the exact same smile on their faces. The woman, who stands next to the twin on the left side of the picture, has light brown hair that was tied into a loose ponytail. The man next to her resembles the man that kidnapped Sam. Only in this case, he looks happy.
From the angle on the picture, he looks almost human.
It's the first time Sam had seen him like this. His whole face lit up with pure happiness.
She sighs, why the hell does this man look so familiar? She focuses her gaze on the picture again.
The man wasn't the only one that looks familiar.
Then, she suddenly realizes where she'd seen this woman before.
She's related to this woman.
In more ways than she'd like to admit.
Please review again... This is probably the only chapter you're gonna get today. SORRY! Don't kill me or hunt me down... Next few chapters are planned out already I'll just have to get wrting~~~ Hopefully I'll get more done tomorrow.
XO - Spring
