It was an hour later and it was freezing in the warehouse. The lights had been shut off, and it was pitch black except for an occasional streak of lightning from the windows. Emma was shivering so bad you could hear her teeth chattering. Thorne had left them all alone it had appeared, except for two men who sat in chairs several feet away.

"Jesse, I can't believe Thorne did not take our com links, should we contact Adam?" Emma whispered.

"I do not want to put Adam at risk. He would get himself killed coming in here without back up. I assume everyone's com links are off due to the sneaking behind Adam's back thing. Brennan and I turned ours off before we left sanctuary", Jesse said.

"Same here", Emma added.

Gradually Shalimar came around.

"Shalimar, you have a governor in your neck. Do not try using your powers" Emma whispered.

"There is no need to try getting free, these chains are too solid", Jesse added.

The chains hung from a metal hoop embedded into a ceiling beam, coming down to form a metal clasp that held their wrist tightly. There were also clasps around their ankles, which linked to a metal hoop half embedded in concrete. It made it impossible to move. Thorne planned this one out well.

"My head is killing me" Shalimar said. Her hair was drenched with blood from the gash in her head.

"Is that Brennan?", Shalimar said in a fearful tone.

His breathing was shallow, and loud. It sounded like each breath he took was a task, and not a lot of air was getting into his lungs.

"I think his wind pipe was damaged", Jesse said. "That asshole was dragging him around by his neck", he added in a pissed off tone. "I do not know how we are getting out of this one, but when we do I am going to kill Thorne myself.

"Take a number", Shalimar replied.

Everyone remained quiet the rest of the night. It was so uncomfortable no one slept. Shalimar had put her head down for awhile, but as the sun rose she lifted it to take a look at Brennan.

His shirt was slightly raised since his arms were over his head, and she could see blood dripping from underneath his shirt and absorbing into the top of his pants. His head was hanging forward, but from the back angle view of his neck it was completely swollen and bruised. It looked so painful.

They heard a door slamming to the side of them and a minute later Thorne came walking in with a bucket full of freezing water.

"Good morning freaks", Thorne said carrying the bucket over to Brennan. He also had a huge black bag over his shoulder.

"My guards informed me on the way in that Mr. Mulwray was still sleeping", he said with a smile. "This is his party, we can't let him miss it".

With that he dumped the whole bucket on Brennan, startling him as he jerked in the chains and looked around franticly.

Brennan instantly began tugging at the chains.

"There is no use trying to escape Mr. Mulwray, I assure you nobody will be getting out of those chains without my permission", Thorne said.

"You have me, torture me, kill me, whatever, just let my friends go", Brennan pleaded.

"How noble", Thorne said sarcastically, placing his black bag on a nearby table and unzipping it. He pulled out several beakers of chemicals and syringes. He picked up one of the needles and walked over behind Jesse, inserting the chemical into the side of Jesse's neck.

"What did you give him Thorne!" Brennan demanded.

"Same poison I gave you. Just having some fun", Thorne snickered as he walked back to his table and filled the needle again. "First dose was for being friends with Brennan. This dose is for sucker punching me yesterday", Thorne said as he injected Jesse once again with the poison. "Not sure what a double dose will do", Thorne added.

Jesse did not even wince as the needle pricked him again.

Brennan began coughing vigorously again. It was so cold they could see their own breath. Thorne dumping water on him did not help matters. Thorne walked up to Brennan with a phony sympathetic look.

"Nasty bruises you have on your neck there" Thorne said squeezing Brennan's neck hard causing him to moan out loud.

Thorne noticed blood dripping from under Brennan's shirt, and he half way lifted his shirt up, exposing his broken ribs.

"Ouch! That looks bad" Thorne said with a grin. He placed one hand behind Brennan's back holding him in place and used his other hand to poke hard into Brennan's ribs.

"AHHHH!" Brennan screamed.

"Let me give you something for the pain", Thorne said releasing Brennan and walking to his table of chemicals. He fumbled through his bag again, filling a new syringe with a yellowish substance. He inserted the chemical in Brennan's arm.

"There, I am not such a bad guy after all" Thorne said patting Brennan's shoulder.

Brennan jerked as Thorne touched him.

Thorne's eyes went from Brennan to Emma.

"My my Emma, you are looking ravishing this morning", Thorne said with a smile. He walked up to her and ran his hand through her hair. Emma did not try to fight it, she just looked him in the eye as he touched her. His hand ran from her hair down her neck. He smiled at her and removed his hand. "You have such soft skin", he almost whispered.

His eyes went from Emma to Shalimar.

"I do not think we have been properly introduced" Thorne said to Shalimar. "You must be Shalimar", he added.

"You must be limp dick", Shalimar muttered.

Emma could not help but let out a giggle at this. Shalimar glanced over at Emma and gave her a big grin.

"That may be so", Thorne responded, "but this limp dick is going to kill your boyfriend. Than we will see who is a limp dick". "Bitch."

Thorne pulled out a small remote and pushed a button, activating Shalimar's governor. She winced in pain as he let it go for over a minute. Finally he turned it off giving Shalimar a sigh of relief.

"Breakfast sounds good!" Thorne said putting the remote back in his pocket. "I will see you guys.. and ladies ... this afternoon.

With that Thorne exited the room.