A/N: Ugh! I know. I'm sorry. I am such a primo biaotch. A lot was going on, so I want to finish this and make it a good story. I hope you still want to read it. Thank-you for all the reviews. I hope I can get some more. Have a good one!

The world around her was dark and silent. Buffy eye's fluttered opened as she looked around at her surroundings. Buffy saw she was in a closed room, lit b beautiful candles.

Buffy got up from her little cot that she was laying on and quickly over to the steel door and tried to yank it open but it didn't even budge. Buffy exhaled, she couldn't believe this was happening. She was in a completely different world. Away from everything. Away from Angel.

Buffy turned around and leaned against the door. She felt exhausted. Afraid to even think. Angel never mentioned this guy before. Not ever.

Buffy examined the room she was trapped in. Obviously there was no sign, yet that Angel knew where she was. Or that he was coming her way. Clearly by looking around she was expected to stay awhile. There was a small fridge stocked for food, and drinks. There was a shelf full of books and magazines. There was a small T.V and a DVD player with 2-3 DVDs.

On the other side of the room there was a smaller room with a toilet and sink. A shower had been installed perfectly on the outer wall, with a sheer see through shower curtain offering no privacy at all. Buffy rolled her eyes. 'Well the figures' Buffy thought to herself. There rest of the room was relatively clean, but sparse. There were no windows or any other doors. Sighing heavily, Buffy walked over to the small cotton that had an Egyptian cotton sheets and a quilt on it. Buffy sat down and waited. She waited patiently for someone to come. Hoping that someone would be Angel.

Angel sat in his office, the shades were shut and his mind was on Buffy. Just like it always was. Gunn and Wesley stood there. Waiting for Angel to do something, to even say something. He hadn't spoken for hours. Angel had explained everything to them. They were shocked and confused at first, but finally came to understand.

Angel was growing impatient, he didn't even know Buffy was alive, was she hurt? Was she hungry? All these questions went unanswered in Angels mind and he hated it.

Angel looked up at his door opening he saw Riley stroll in like he didn't have a care in the world, he a tape in his hand. Riley whistled as he walked over to Angel's desk and stopped. Angel stood up behind his desk.

Riley looked at Angel and smiled. Angel had no idea what Riley was doing. What was in it for him?

"I guess you want to know if your little bitch of a whore is alright?" Riley said, he didn't blink. Riley was clearly not afraid of Angel.

Rage went through Angel and darkness filled his eyes. Angel shifted to the right as well. "Is she?" Angel finally asked. Desperately wanting to know.

Riley gave a slight nod. "Last time I checked in with him."

Wesley looked up. "Him? You mean Luther de Rais?"

Angel looked at Riley and crossed his arms. "Where is she?" Angel asked his anger was evident in his tone.

Riley laid the tape on Angels desk and placed his hands in his pockets. "She' s safe for now. In Brazil. You know our girl she likes new things. Luther is about to find out how damn good of a ride she is." Riley taunted Angel. "But then again you already know how sweet that cunt tastes."

Angel gave a soft chuckle and without hesitation with a sudden lunge he threw and upper cut with his left, the followed it immediately with a right jab. Neither blow actually connected with their intended target. Angel grabbed Riley by the throat and slammed his face down into the desk.

Riley held onto his head in pain as he grunted. Angel grabbed the video tape and headed out the door. "Get rid of him." Angel called out to Wesley and Gunn.

Angel went into a media room and popped in the tape. Angel waited for a few minutes for clear images to come up. The images on the tape were grainy, but there was no doubt that it was Buffy. She was sitting on a small cot in a spare room. Angels heart stopped, seeing her. Seeing her face, her body made him ache. There she was. His girl. Alive.

Angel knew they top of the line sophisticated equipment to do what he wanted. Angel had the media team tap into the signal of the video camera that was in Buffy's room. He set up a laptop in his office with the live feed, so he could keep an eye on her.

Angel saw how Buffy was taken by surprise when Luther came into the room with a strange looking ugly demon.

Without hesitation the demon brought a stun gun, the shock brought Buffy to the floor. Buffy held onto her stomach in agonizing pain.

Angel closed his eyes, he didn't want to see her pain. He hated that. He had caused her pain more than once. The media team was working on finding where the feed was coming from.

Buffy was dazed, she didn't know how she was going to get out of this alone. The demon hefted Buffy to her feet in one quick movement.

Angel could not hear the words that were exchanged, but he could tell that Buffy was clearly still disorientated from the shock, her struggles ineffective against the demon.

The air was taken out of Buffy as the demon hit her hard, Buffy collapsed to the ground. Breathing heavily, she struggled to stand, but Luther grabbed her.

Luther grabbed Buffy by the shoulders and hauled her to her feet and up against the wall.

"I'm growing impatient." Luther sneered at Buffy. "Where is Angel?"

"Who?" Buffy asked. Trying to play stupid, but clearly not believable. "What do you want with me?" Buffy asked. Not wanting to know the answers, but thought it would be nice to know.

Luther smiled as stroked Buffy's cheek. "I think I need to give him additional incentive to come. I want to show him that he can't fuck with me."

Luther made a gesture to the demon and the demon quickly left the room leaving Luther and Buffy alone.

Buffy's eyes widened and her struggles increased against Luther's grasp. He was very strong. Stronger than Buffy had expected.

All her efforts were in vain however, as she could not free herself from him. Luther through her on the floor and quickly got on top of her. Luther took off his belt and violently struck Buffy across the face, he then hit her again across her stomach, until the lash broke through her clothing and the first sign of blood appeared.

Buffy eyes filled with tears as she cried out in pain. She wanted Angel. Luther bent over and kissed Buffy angrily on the mouth.

Angel stood up, he could watch anymore of this. He didn't want to know what Luther was going to do to her. He needed air. He needed Buffy.

Buffy laid still on the small cot, wrapping the blanket around her. Buffy's heart thudded against her chest, her ribs ached and her breath came in harsh gasps. She didn't feel any of her muscle. She could see nothing through the tears that streamed unheeded down her cheeks. She was blind and deaf to all the things around her. She could her Angel in her head whispering sweet nothings to her.

Angel watched Buffy on the screen. She was sleeping quietly on her stomach having moved very little in the last two hours. He wished she would eat something. Even drink something.

Wesley came walked into the office and quickly came to Angel's desk holding a white paper in his hands. Wesley handed it to Angel who grabbed it.

"We found her. We have the address." Wesley stated.

Angel stood up and grabbed the paper. The address was all too familiar to him. "Alright. Let's finish this. I'm not coming back without her."

Angel then grabbed his coat and left the room in a hurry. To Brazil. To the place where his girl was. Who he knew Buffy was waiting for him. Always.