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Santana pushed Shelby back on the bed and straddled her waist, their lips stayed connected however both could tell there was no real emotion behind it, Lucas however had no idea and he was thoroughly enjoying the happenings in front of him. The Latina placed feather light kisses to Shelby's reddened cheek. The slap moments before was obviously harder than Santana had thought. She buried her face in long wavy hair and sucked lightly on her ex's earlobe.
"I have an idea." She whispered ever so quietly.
"Oh that feels good" Shelby moaned trying to be cryptic in her response.
"I'm going to get to the kitchen but you have to keep his eyes on you."
"Yes, yes oh god yes."
Lucas was definitely enjoying the show in fact in her peripheral Santana had clocked him laying the gun on the table beside him. He now had his phone in one hand and was jacking off with the other. Bile rose in her throat but she knew she had to keep it together. She sat up slowly and pulled Shelby with her, the older brunette began an assault on Santana's neck whilst Santana made eye contact with the horny man in the chair, he nearly lost it right there and then.
"Please be careful." Shelby whispered in her ear under the guise of sucking her neck.
"You know what would make this more fun?"
Santana's voice was unexpected and made Lucas jump.
"If I join you?" he grinned hungrily.
"uh uh… there is some honey in the cupboard, shall I get it and drizzle it all over my body and Shelby here can lick it all off?" Santana placed some light kisses along Shelby's shoulder never losing eye contact with their captor.
"Mmm I love honey." Shelby answered seductively.
"Yeah ok." Lucas was practically panting like a dog on heat.
"I'll be right back baby why don't you get yourself ready?"
Santana pecked her lips before standing from the bed. Shelby nodded, she felt sick with worry but they had to do something if they had the chance and catching him unaware seemed like the best chance they had. Laying back she began to run her finger tips down her body, rolling her nipples between her thumb and index finger, giving Lucas a memory he wouldn't forget any time soon.
Santana reached the kitchen and frantically searched with her eyes for something to use in their defense. A large knife sat on the chopping board….. Could she really stab a man? A man with a gun a mere 12 inches away….She knew she couldn't so instead she grabbed the first item she saw that she thought she could use, she only had to buy enough time to grab the gun and they would have the upper hand.
Not even a minute later a loud crack was heard as the cast iron frying pan in Santana's hand connected with the side of Lucas's head. Shelby flew from the bed instantly to get the gun, Lucas was out cold however head and shoulders slumped sideways against the table. Santana knew her back hand was impressive and quietly thanked god for the tennis lessons her parents made her have growing up.
"Bastard never saw it coming." Santana grinned.
"We need to tie him up Santana." Shelby said with a matter of urgency, they had no idea how long he would be out for.
Santana ran to the kitchen and grabbed the large knife before returning and proceeding to cut the sheet on the bed so they could tear some strips from it.
Minutes later Lucas was well and truly secured to the chair, still out cold.
"Get your clothes on and let's see if we can get out of this place." Santana was shaking with adrenalin as she pulled her jeans up her legs.
"San wait first things first." Handing the gun to Santana Shelby moved to Lucas's side and grabbed the phone that had fallen from the incapacitated man's hand.
"Of course." Santana muttered.
Shelby toyed with calling 911 but she also knew Coles would likely be in charge of the whole thing so to avoid the middle man she rang his direct number. Santana threw Shelby's t-shirt her way whilst they waited for the call to be picked up.
"Detective Coles speaking."
"Scott its Shelby."
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Luke checked his phone and then his watch, he had hoped to have some pictures flooding through by now but he only had one of the two women kissing albeit they were naked which was a definite step up from the last photo he sent to Quinn.
"Asshole is probably too fixated on whacking one out." He muttered under his breath.
"Excuse me?" the police officer in front of him asked.
"Sorry carry on." Luke appreciated having someone on the force on his payroll as he normally got some great information, however Detective Coles was playing this very close to his chest and apart from some useless tid bits of information the young officer really had nothing.
Clarke looked as his employer out the corner of his eye, the man was getting anxious which made him very wary.
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"So you have no idea at all where you are?" The detective was scrambling to get a trace on the call whilst taking down as much information as possible.
"If I did don't you think I would be telling you?" Shelby sat heavily on the chair they had tried all the doors but they were all locked.
"Ok I'm sorry just bear with me."
"Is there only one set of keys or will creepazoid out there have some on him?" Santana asked with a hopeful tone.
"We can try him." Shelby replied and they both made their way back to man tied to the chair.
He began to groan as Santana patted his pockets.
"Be quick Santana I know he is tied up but I don't want you that close to him if he wakes up."
"Shelby we want to get a better trace on your line can you call me back on my office line?"
"Yeah of course what's the number?"
Shelby noted the number and ended the call.
"Nothing….. so what now?"
"I'm giving them a minute and calling back so they can try and find our location."
"Ok there has got to be another key or something around here." Santana began to rifle through the men's belongings.
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Quinn smiled at Santana's nephews as they ran through the house, they had no idea what was going on and even though they were sad that their Aunt wasn't here to play with them they were satiated with the extremely large screen TV and huge supply of DVDs Quinn had in her lounge.
"I had better check what they are putting on." Gabriel chuckled as he left the room to check on his boys.
"Kids are a good distraction aren't they?" Maribel sat down beside Quinn and patted her knee.
"They are, and they put genuine smiles on people's faces."
"Do you think you and Santana will have children one day?"
"We have only spoken about it briefly but we would both like to have kids."
"I think you will make absolutely delightful parents."
"Thanks Maribel I can't speak for my parents but we have good role models to follow with you and Carlos."
It was nice to have an ordinary conversation in a totally unordinary situation.
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"There is something going on at the station." The young officer reported to Luke as he checked his phone.
"What do you mean something?'
"I'm not sure my partner just text me and told me to come in early as Coles was assembling some teams."
Luke picked up his own phone to dial Lucas and growled as it went straight to voicemail.
"Get your ass back there now and move those bitches." He directed to Clarke.
"Where would you like me to move them to?"
"Take them to the car factory out east."
"Is it secure?"
"It will be enough for now until I figure something else out. Just get back there now."
"Ok sure thing." Clarke stood and gathered his phone and keys.
"And when you get there kick Lucas's ass for me."
"Gladly." Clarke smiled and left the room.
Luke removed his phone and typed up his next message for Quinn he could always send some more at a later time.
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"We have your location Shelby we are putting a team together and heading there now, it shouldn't be too long."
"Ok thank god." Shelby squeezed Santana's hand reassuringly.
"The police are coming San."
Tears spilled down Santana's cheeks could this really be over?
"Just stay on the line with us ok."
"Of course."
A loud groan came from the room next door.
"Sleazebag seems to be coming to." Santana muttered as she wiped her cheeks.
"Shall we lock the door in here?"
"He can't get free Shel trust me I know how to tie people up."
Shelby winked at Santana and cracked up laughing it was purely a mix of nervousness, relief and adrenalin and she knew it was totally inappropriate but she couldn't stop.
In the adjoining room Lucas's eyes fluttered open.
"Ahhh what the fuck…..what the hell is this? You fucking bitches better come and untie me." He called out angrily.
"Save your talking for the cops pin dick." Santana replied.
"They have no idea how to find you and all the doors are locked so how exactly do you plan on getting the police you stupid cow?"
Santana stood from her chair and made her way to the other room.
"You see we had this dumb as fuck captor who was more interested in jacking himself off than keeping an eye on what both of his captives were doing and this dumb as fuck captor had a cell phone which his captives were able to use to call the police when said captor took a little nana nap. The police then of course traced the signal and are on their way…..here…..NOW."
Lucas swallowed hard he had majorly fucked the whole thing up and he would no doubt pay for it with his life, now his only hope was that the police would get here before Clarke or anyone else.
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Clarke drove the dark SUV casually back towards the warehouse, moving was not ideal when it was still relatively early and there would be people around even if he took the back roads to the car factory. But it's what he was requested to do so he would do it and once he had he would take great pleasure in slapping Lucas around a bit.
Four dark cars overtook him at speed which was strange as the roads out this way were practically deserted and to see another car let alone four was something to take note of. He slowed up a bit to give himself some distance. Knowing they could be undercover vehicles he had seconds to decide what to do if they took the next left, there were only two buildings that the road lead to…one was an abandoned processing plant and the other was the warehouse where he himself was headed.
As all four cars took the turn, Clarke thanked his lucky stars that he had not left Luke's place five or 10 minutes earlier. He placed his foot on the accelerator and sped past the exit. Now should he call his boss and give him a heads up or not was the question on his mind.
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"Quinn honey your phone beeped whilst you were in the bathroom."
Maribel called out to Quinn as she came back downstairs after taking a hot soothing shower. Her house was buzzing again but this time it was due to the Lopez family and that was something she was happy to be surrounded by.
"Ok thanks." Quinn called out and made her way to the side table where she had left her phone.
- - - Seems they are enjoying getting reacquainted Quinn.
She read the message accompanying the photo on her phone.
"Oh my god." Quinn gasped.
"What is it? Is everything ok?" Maribel rushed to her side and saw the picture over her shoulder.
"Oh Quinn…..you need to ring detective Coles right away."
"Yep…just trying to regain my composure after seeing that."
"I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation sweetie."
"And I can't wait to hear it Maribel I really can't."
She swiped through her contacts and tried Scott's number, it went straight to voicemail which angered her. She picked up his card from the bench and rang his office line instead.
"Detective Coles office you are speaking with Amy."
"Hi Amy is detective Coles available please?"
"I'm sorry he is currently out of the office can I take a message?"
"Yes can you ask him to call Quinn Fabray as soon as possible please it's a matter of urgency."
"Yes sure does he have your number?"
"Yes he does."
"Not a problem Quinn I will personally pass that on to him when he gets back."
"Thank you."
Quinn placed her phone face down on the table and sat heavily on the chair next to Maribel.
"It will be ok Quinn."
"I feel bad."
"Why?"
"Because I see pictures like that and I am angry at Santana and hurt. But I really have no right to be feeling that way with what she is going through."
"You can be angry at the pictures Quinn and I'm sure once you see Santana she will be able to explain things and your anger won't be directed at her anymore."
Quinn nodded and wiped the tear from the corner of her eye before it slipped down her cheek.
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"Shelby we are 2 minutes away is the man inside with you still the only other person you know is in the building?"
"As far as we know, there has been another guy here but he has been gone for a couple of hours."
"Ok we can end the call now please sit tight we won't be long. I want you to stay put and sit on the floor away from the doors ok?"
"Sure we aren't going anywhere." Shelby's hand was shaking as she ended the call.
"San we need to sit over here." She called out to the younger woman holding the frying pan in her right hand.
"Can I hit him one more time before they get here?" Santana asked as she slid down the wall and took a seat next to Shelby on the floor.
"Perhaps just stay here for now."
"Fuck I hope this is really it and nothing goes wrong."
"I'm sure it will be fine and you will be back in Quinn's arms before you know it."
"I really hope so."
"Look San what happened earlier can stay between you and me ok…..nobody needs to know what went on."
Santana was yet to let the earlier situation sink in fully but as it cemented a place in her head it became all too apparent that she had in fact cheated on Quinn whether it was by choice or not. Shelby was here giving her an easy out though.
"No…I have to tell Quinn what happened Shel it's too big not to, If I don't it will eat me up inside."
"But it's going to hurt her Santana or cause issues in your relationship and we both know it didn't mean anything."
"I'm sure once I explain it fully she will understand."
"Ok it's your call."
"I'm sorry for practically throwing myself at you by the way. The idea just came in to my head and I had to see if it would work."
"Don't be sorry if you hadn't done what you did we would be….well god knows what would have happened." Shelby shuddered not wanting to think what Lucas may have had planned.
Santana rested her head on Shelby's shoulder.
"Thank god for frying pans and tennis lessons huh." She flipped the pan in her hand.
"Amen to that."
Large bangs could be heard and they knew the police had found their location and were taking down the locked doors.
"I don't think I would have coped if you weren't here."
"San that feeling is completely mutual believe me."
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Santana didn't realize how stifled the room they were in truly was until she was guided out into the fresh air. She sucked deep breaths into her lungs like it was going to run out Shelby was seemingly doing the same.
"There is an ambulance on its way to check you both out."
"We are ok we don't need to see and EMT." Santana just wanted to get to Quinn.
"It's protocol, it's either that or the hospital I'm sorry."
"Does Quinn know you have found us?"
"No I thought I would leave that phone conversation to you."
Scott handed Santana a cell phone and moved away to give her some privacy.
Santana's fingers were shaking so much she was barely able to hit the correct numbers, she finally got the right ones entered and hit the call button.
It rang for seemed like an age but in reality it was only seconds before the most heavenly sound to Santana's ears answered.
"Hello." Quinn didn't recognize the number calling so was a little reserved.
Hearing Quinn's voice was enough to send Santana completely over the edge, her throat closed up and she couldn't talk.
"Hello…" Quinn could hear strange noises and what sounded like a sob.
"Who is this?"
"Q….."
"Oh my god Santana…"