((This will be my last update for this week. Or at least one of them. I'm going on holiday next week!))

They never made it on the plane.

Sydney and Vaughn had been apprehended once they reached the airport. Four or five armed men had threatened them with weapons and taken them to a car. Sydney and Vaughn had struggled with all their might, but it was useless.

They had been shoved in the boot of the car. Both had been blindfolded and their hands tied behind their back with what felt like barbed wire. Sydney cringed as she felt the wire pierce her skin and blood trickle down her hand.

"Vaughn!" Sydney whimpered.

Sydney felt claustraphobic as she breathed in what little oxygen was in there.

"Are you alright Sydney?" Vaughn's concern for her was evident.

"What happened?" Sydney said, quietly.

"I dont know," sighed Vaughn, wriggling.

"Shhh, stop wriggling," Sydney said suddenly.

"What?" asked Vaughn.

"We've stopped." Sydney whispered to him.

Just as she said it, the boot sprung open. They were dragged out of it, and along the ground. Sydney's hands continued to bleed and she writhed with pain.

"Ouch!" she yelped. "Whats with the barbed wire!?"

One of the men said to her gruffly. "Would you like me to cut your hands off instead?"

Sydney would have shot him a death stare, if she could see exactly where he was.

The men dumped them in a small room, and took off their blindfolds. Sydney started to kick the men ferociously, but they simply ran away before she could try anything else.

Vaughn was left in the other corner. "Vaughn?" asked Sydney, rolling over and trying to stand up.

Vaughn was on the floor aswell, trying to stand up. "Syd." he said.

They both stood up and moved closer to each other. Sydney rested her head on his shoulder. "I wish I could put my arms around you," he whispered into her ear.

Sydney tried to smile, but the pain was excruciating. "My hands," she whimpered.

Vaughn gasped at the site of her hands. Very dark blood was heavily trickling down on to the floor.

"You need a bandage urgently, Sydney!" exclaimed Vaughn, shocked to see how much blood she was losing.

Sydney stared at the trail of blood that came from the door to where she was standing.

"We've got to get untied," Vaughn said urgently. "You're losing too much blood!"

Vaughn and Sydney scoped the room. There was a table and a small chest of drawers. Vaughn went over to the drawer, and turned around. He fiddled with the handle until he could open the drawer. He turned around to look what was in the drawer. He smiled briefly, when he discovered there were some pliers in it.

"These will be helpful," Vaughn said to Sydney, turning around again, and trying to pick up the pliers. Once he had them in his grip, he hurried over to Sydney.

"Give me your hands.. turn your back towards me," Vaughn commanded. He faced his back against hers and carefully tried to use the pliers to cut her hands free, while his hands were tied aswell!

SNIP!

The barb wire dropped to the floor. Sydney spun around and took the pliers from Vaughn. She snipped his wire off.

"You didnt get barb wire," Sydney acknowledged.

"No I didnt," commented Vaughn.

"They must like you more." She looked at her blood-covered hands.

Vaughn looked at them too. "I'm going to tear my shirt and wrap your hands with it."

He did just that, and tore off the sleeve of his shirt. Wrapping the shirt around Sydney's hands, he tried to be careful as possible.

"Does it hurt alot?" Vaughn asked.

Sydney nodded, and screw up her face as the pain soared through her.

"Where's the barb wire gone?" Vaughn asked, and Sydney gestured to the ground.

"You're going to need a tetanis shot," Vaughn said slowly, peering at the barbed wire.. which was very rusty.

"I'll be okay Vaughn," Sydney said, looking up at the ceiling. "We need to find our way out of here. Air duct?"

Vaughn nodded in agreement, and he dragged the table under the air duct entrance.

"You go first," Vaughn said politely. Sydney scrambled onto the table, and stood up, attempting to hoist herself up.

She got her upper half into the duct, when she almost fell down.

"I don't feel too good," Sydney mumbled.

"What? Are you feeling faint?"

"Ye-yes... and dizzy..." Sydney was slipping.

Vaughn leaped onto the table and tried to push Sydney into the duct. "You'll be okay Syd.. we'll get you to a hospital. You just lost a little too much blood."

Vaughn hoped she would be alright. Who knew where they were and how far away the nearest hospital was? He gulped. And what if they cant get out?

AUTHORS NOTE: What do you think? Jack's alive.. and I'll give you a little hint... he's quite close to Vaughn and Sydney ;) It's just a little something you can hang on to, because, unfortunately, I probably wont be updating until October 6th or 7th because I'm going on holiday... once I returned, I'll be quite refreshed, and I'll start making my chapters much better.. I know, they havent been quite up to scratch but at least you guys seem to enjoy them. Thanks for your wonderful feedback. Hugs xoxo -Renae