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Santana landed on the floor with a heavy thud. Part of her wanted to laugh; this was so much like some Hollywood blockbuster…Darkened room….single bed…..frightened captive. At least she wasn't restrained…. well yet anyway.
"I can't fucking believe this." She punched the floor and immediately winced with pain; cement will always win against bone.
Jumping to her feet she pounded at the door and screamed till she could no more. Collapsing from exhaustion her thoughts turned back to Quinn, she was all she could think about during the car journey and it was one way she could now try and forget throbbing pain shooting up her arm. She tried to focus on happy thoughts but kept resorting back to same thing. Was Quinn Ok? If they touched a single hair on her head she would kill whoever was responsible. Her anger deepened as she pulled herself to her feet once more, the ground was cold and damp and the last thing she needed was to catch a chill. She needed to be alert and to keep her wits about her.
Scuffling outside the door moments later made her jump and she readied herself as much as possible for when the door opened. Maybe if it was just one guy she could have a chance to take him down she used to take judo lessons when she was younger and she was pretty certain she could do enough to get by one person and once she was past them she would run like her life depended on it because let's face it at this stage it might.
The lock clicked and the door was swung open abruptly, Santana was knocked to the ground again by the something being practically thrown on top of her.
"You fucking bastards." She screamed as the weight of whatever they had thrown rendered her attack plan fruitless. Menacing laughter as the door closed turned her blood cold.
It took a few seconds for her to realize that the weight covering her lower half was in fact a person and more to the point someone she recognized.
"Shelby?" Santana took the woman's head in her hands and checked her over; she looked ok and just seemed out of it.
"What the fuck have you wankers done to her?" She yelled to the cold closed door.
"Shel…..come on wake up." Tucking Shelby's messed up tresses behind her ear she prayed she was ok.
Her pulse was strong so that was somewhat of a relief. Santana gently placed her ex's head on her lap and stroked her hair, she didn't know what else to do but hope the older woman would come around sooner rather than later.
Ten minutes later a groan escaped from Shelby's lips.
"Hey hey wake up." Santana stroked the paler than usual skin of Shelby's face.
"San? What….Where….." Shelby's voice drifted off as her eyes fluttered open.
"The prick got us."
Shelby sat bolt upright nearly colliding heads with the concerned Latina positioned above her.
"Where the hell are we? Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What the fuck did they give me I can't remember anything? How long have you been here?" Questions tumbled out of Shelby's mouth without a breath.
"Whoa slow down you are going to hyperventilate if you aren't careful."
"Are you ok?" Shelby placed her hands on Santana's cheeks and checked her over.
"I'm fine." She took Shelby's hands in her own and squeezed them reassuringly.
"Oh my god Santana I'm so sorry." Tears spilled down Shelby's cheeks freely.
"Shhh it's ok." Santana hugged the woman close to her, selfishly in part as having Shelby close by relieved some of her own fear.
"What happened?"
"I don't even know I assumed I was getting in the car with the security guys."
"They must have been watching you, got to know your routine."
"Probably, how fucking sick is this prick? The money alone."
"Luke isn't short of cash."
"Obviously. What happened with you?"
"All I remember was a knock at my door and that's it."
"You were out cold."
"They must have drugged me."
"What the hell are we going to do Shel?"
"I guess we wait till we see Luke and be thankful they haven't separated us."
"And if he just wants us disposed of?"
"He is too arrogant for that, he will show his face sooner or later."
"If he touches Quinn I swear to god."
"Let's try not to think about that at the moment."
"It's pretty hard not to."
"Yeah I understand hon but right now we need to assume that Quinn has figured out something has happened and I'm sure she will have plenty of people around her."
"If they didn't get to her first."
"Let's try and remain positive that they haven't seeing as she isn't here."
"I can't believe this is happening shit like this happens in the movies! Not to ordinary people."
"Normally there is a hero involved in the movies so let's focus on that."
Santana nodded and shuddered as a cold chill ran up her spine.
"Come on let's sit on the bed it's got to be better than the floor."
They both got to their feet and moved to the cot style bed in the corner.
"I guess it's a bonus we can stay off the floor."
"Are you cold? Here take this."
Shelby didn't wait for an answer before she passed the only blanket to Santana.
"We can share."
Santana wrapped the blanket around her and sat with her back against the wall before opening one side out for Shelby to make use of.
"Try and get some rest San."
"Not gonna happen."
Shelby simply nodded before pulling the blanket tighter around her.
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"Where's Quinn?" Steph asked the tall man at the door.
"Can I ask who you are first ma'am?"
"My name is Stephanie Mayes I'm one of her best friends and a manager at the Rose Bar."
The guy looked across the room to his boss who nodded his approval.
"Ok sure sorry for the questions but we aren't risking anything."
"I think losing the client you were paid to protect is enough of a fuck up don't you? Now where can I find Quinn?"
"She is upstairs with Miss Lopez's parents."
"It's Santana."
"Sorry?"
"It's Santana you may like to keep things clinical but Santana is our friend and not a last name."
"Of course I apologize."
Steph rolled her eyes and made her way upstairs stopping via the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge for her friend. She heard quiet murmuring from Quinn's bedroom so knocked lightly before entering.
"Hey." She smiled weakly.
Quinn smiled back but it barely reached the corner of her mouth.
"Hey Steph."
"How are you holding up?" Steph scolded herself how the hell did she think she was holding up,She placed the water beside Quinn.
"Did the police talk to you?"
"Yeah I told them everything I could."
"I can't understand how this happened." Maribel stated in her bewildered state.
"The guy….he was in a car exactly like the ones the Darnell team uses….nothing seemed out of the ordinary Q."
Steph felt guilty she should have checked the driver out, drove Santana home herself, SOMETHING!
Quinn moved to the window and glanced down at her driveway, a car had just pulled in to the last vacant spot. Detective Coles got out of the front seat and answered a call on his cell. He was angry she could tell by his body language alone. He glanced up and caught Quinn's eye, nodding he said a few more words before hanging up and walking towards the door.
"The detective is here."
"Do you want us to talk to him Quinn?"
Santana's dad's voice was full of emotion and concern, he was trying his best to keep it together but that was his little girl out there.
"No its ok we should probably all hear what he has to say."
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"We don't have many leads at the moment, Mr. Corcoran is out of the city but we have sent someone to pick him up officially."
"What about Shelby does she know anything?" Quinn was desperate and if Shelby could help in anyway she would welcome her with open arms.
"Paul hasn't told you?" Detective Coles looked at the security manager in frustration.
"Told me what?"
"We went to talk to Shelby and there was evidence of a disturbance at her apartment. We have reason to believe she has been abducted also."
"Oh my god." Maribel tried to stifle a sob.
The room started to spin and before Quinn could speak her world fell in to darkness.
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Santana instinctively snuggled closer to the warm body beside her and her world seemed fine….for those few seconds before she opened her eyes and remembered she wasn't next to Quinn and she had no idea exactly where they were it seemed fine.
"Hey." Shelby's voice was still a relief compared to the alternative of waking up alone in this place.
"Hi." Santana's voice was husky thanks to the yelling and screaming fit she had had hours before.
"You managed a few hours of sleep."
"Yeah did you?"
"Not so much."
Santana realized she had taken up most if the bed so there wasn't much of a way Shelby could have got comfortable enough to rest properly even if she had wanted to.
"I'm sorry! Here why don't you get some now?"
"It's ok I'll try later." Shelby lifted her hands above her head to stretch out her back.
"It's super quiet out there do you think they are still there?"
"Yeah someone will be but they are probably sleeping."
Santana's stomach growled loudly.
"I don't even feel hungry."
"No me either."
"Do you think people are looking for us?"
"San I'm sure if Quinn is involved the entire police force will be out looking for us."
"Yeah you are probably right."
The sound of a key sliding into the lock of the door startled them both. It opened just as they both got to their feet.
"Rise and shine ladies. I hope you both slept well" A pale man with almost brown teeth leered at them.
"What do you think asshole?" Santana snapped back in disgust.
"I think you should address me nicer than that you little slag seeing as we are going to be in each other's company for quite some time after all."
"Get fucked." Santana went to move towards him but Shelby's hand on her arm stopped her.
"Just be calm ok?" Santana's eyes met her ex lovers and she reluctantly nodded she knew Shelby was right.
"Now which one of you is going spread your legs to earn your breakfast?"
Bile rose into Santana's throat.
"Cut that shit out Lucas." A younger dark skinned man entered the room quietly.
"Why? I think we should get to have some fun with some fine looking ladies."
"That is not what we are here for; touch either of them I will personally cut your fucking dick off."
"Why did I get stuck with the goodie goodie?" Lucas moaned like a child.
"Ok you can fuck off whilst I have a chat with our guests."
Santana and Shelby were both super thankful that at least someone seemed to have their head screwed on the right way.
"Now ladies, I understand you are both very likely scared and tired. I have made some arrangements for somewhere more comfortable than this room. Please don't do anything stupid and you will not need to come back in here. You will have food, a bathroom, some clothes and a bigger more appropriate bed."
"Why do we need fucking five star accommodations?" Santana was frightened; the way he was talking meant they expected them to be there for quite some time.
"You don't want somewhere nicer?"
"We want to be at our own homes." Shelby's voice was strong and hard.
"That's not going to happen Mrs. Corcoran."
"Where is Luke?"
"He will come by in a couple of weeks."
"Weeks?….." Santana whispered in defeat.
"He knows the Police are going to be on his ass initially."
"They will stay on his ass." Shelby knew detective Coles wouldn't give up even if it was like trying to pin shit to the wall.
"I'm not here to discuss that with you I'm here to simply say that if you work with me you will be ok, you cannot escape from here so don't even try. If you want to stay out of this room just do as I say."
"Why are you being so decent?" Santana was highly suspicious of his nice guy act.
"I have been instructed to keep you in this room for the majority of the day only letting you out for bathroom breaks…however I do not believe in treating women like animals so I am prepared to work with you. Please do not take this as a sign of weakness I simply have a mother and a sister that I love very much and I have been raised to respect women."
"Even ones you are holding against their will?" Shelby questioned.
"If you want to follow me I will show you where things are." He ignored Shelby's statement and left the room.
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"Is she asleep?"
"No I don't think so."
"Ok I will see what I can do."
Steph nodded and stepped out of the way.
"Do you think this is a good idea?" Kurt queried.
"She isn't saying much to any of us so I got desperate."
"Ok yeah I understand."
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Quinn's room was dark and it was only out of habit that Rachel knew exactly where things were placed. She moved towards the bed and sat on the end lightly.
Quinn had ignored the door opening and shutting and the way the bed dipped ever so slightly. She wanted to ignore the world….ignore the world where it wasn't Santana coming in to see her. A familiar scent invaded her nostrils which caused her to groan.
"I can't believe they called you." She groaned in to her pillow.
"It seems you didn't give them a choice."
"You can go Rach, picking me up is not your job."
"I'm sorry this is happening Quinn, I'm sure Santana will be ok."
"You don't know that."
"I have faith."
"You know what you can take your bull shit faith and fuck off." Quinn spun to face the brunette.
"Let me guess that's the most you've said and moved in hours?"
"Go away Rachel." She fell back onto her pillow.
Rachel stood from the bed and moved to the window, she pulled at the heavy drapes and allowed light to fill the room. A light breeze filtered through the windows as she began to open them also.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Quinn get the hell out of bed you are strong and people need you! Santana needs you. Do not lie down and just take this…COME ON!"
Quinn viciously threw the covers back and was in Rachel's face in seconds.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You have no idea how I'm feeling."
"No you are right I don't but as one of your oldest friends I'm here to tell you that sleeping and pretending this isn't happening is not changing anything."
"And what will change if I'm awake and downstairs huh? Looking at people's pitying looks all day what will that do?"
"It will be hard but Santana's parents are down there you can all be together, support each other. They told me her brother will be here in a couple of hours."
"I can't face them Rach." Tears began to spill down Quinn's cheeks.
"Hey this isn't about facing anyone it's about being together."
Rachel put her arms around Quinn and hugged her tightly.
"What if something happens to her…I can't live without her." Quinn's tears turned to sobs.
"Let's not think like that, let's try to stay positive."
Rachel knew her ex was broken she had been the same way when she had lost her grandma.
"Who called you?" the blonde whispered into the shorter woman's shoulder.
"Stephanie, she is worried."
Quinn nodded and stepped back from Rachel's embrace.
"Who is downstairs?"
"Santana's parents, Kurt, Stephanie, My Dad and some security guys. Your Aunt and Dani were leaving when I got here"
"Ugh what's the point of them being here? Fat lot of good they've done."
"The security?"
Quinn nodded
"I don't know Quinn why don't you go and ask them?"
Rachel knew Quinn needed to re-ignite the fire inside and if taking out some of her frustrations on people would help she was all for it.
"I think I need to shower."
"Ok you do that; I will see you downstairs in a little while yes?"
"Yeah." Quinn muttered already on her way to the bathroom.
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"How did you go?" All eyes fell on Rachel as she descended the stairs.
"Well she is out of bed and taking a shower I would call that an accomplishment."
"Oh thank god." Kurt said quietly.
"You may want to brace yourself." Rachel directed to Paul.
"For what exactly?"
"Well one way I could always work Quinn up was to get her angry…I do it well and she is angry. That anger is now directed towards the security company being paid thousands of dollars to keep her girlfriend safe who didn't do their job."
Rachel sat on a chair and smiled at the well built man.
"I would say I'm sorry but desperate times call for desperate measures."
"I understand." Paul nodded and mentally began to prepare himself for Quinn's eventual arrival.