"Tour guides?" Lucas repeated, his voice a mixture of disgust and horror, "What the hell is going on?" The brunette standing beside him curved her full lips into a smile, causing Lucas' annoyance to intensify, "Stop smiling! Do you really think is funny?"
"Oh, it's definitely not funny." Jan agreed, "But that doesn't mean it isn't going to be lots of fun."
"Why are you doing this?" Lucas demanded indignantly, straining against the chains, "This isn't going to be fun, so you might as well let me out now before I make you regret doing this to me."
Crystal gave a low, throaty laugh, "Sweetheart, I hate to disappoint you but you really don't look intimidating all chained up and shirtless. Fuckable, yes, scary, no."
Lucas felt his face heat up, more from frustration than embarrassment, "I'm not kidding. You have no right to keep me here. I've never done anything to you."
"No, you haven't." Jan replied evenly, her face taking on a suggestive glow, "But Crystal and I are going to do plenty to you. And we are going to enjoy every minute of it." Still holding her whip in one hand, Jan used her free hand to run her fingers across his chest. Lucas felt his stomach tighten at the feeling of her nails grazing his skin and he glared up at her.
"Don't touch me." Lucas ground out through clenched teeth. Jan pouted but still pulled her hand away.
"What is your problem?" Crystal asked, slapping her whip against the side of the bed, the whip coming down only centimetres away from Lucas' thigh, "Are we not sexy enough for you? Would you like us better naked? Because I can do naked if that's what you want, just say the word."
"I'd like you better unchaining me and letting me go." Lucas answered testily. He knew that Crystal and Jan had nothing to do with his lack of attraction towards them. At one time in his life, if he had met Jan or Crystal under different circumstances, he might have been interested, granted he didn't find out how weird they were. But something had changed him and he realized that he couldn't seem to work up the energy to be interested in anyone other than Sami anymore.
Thinking about Sami made his stomach turn slightly. He wondered how long it would take her to realize he was gone and he couldn't even imagine what she would think when it began looking like had disappeared for no apparent reason at all. He knew he should just be grateful Will was at camp and that this wouldn't effect him as much but all he could think about was Sami and how bad this could get.
He didn't even know what he wanted more- Sami to be upset over his disappearance or Sami not caring at all. Despite her hurting him, he still had believed deep down that they had a chance and he didn't want her to hurt. But he also didn't want her to forget all about him. He wanted to believe that it would actually matter to her if he wasn't around.
"What are you thinking about?" Crystal's voice cut through his thoughts and he looked up at Jan and Crystal furiously.
"I was thinking about the woman I am in love with." he told them in a pointed voice, hoping they would get the message, "And how much I'm going to hate being away from her."
"Woman you love?" Jan repeated distastefully, "Oh, please, not another one of those. Who is it?"
"Like I'd tell you." Lucas scoffed.
"Wait a minute." Jan's eyes lit up with realization, "It's that girl you and Phillip were talking about in the park, isn't it? Sami, right? As in, Belle Black's sister?"
Lucas' silence was answer enough for her, "Oh, well. I don't really give a rat's ass if you love her or not. It's just one more woman I'm going to have to off if you don't give me and Crystal what we want."
"Fuck off." Lucas' eyes were dark and he was speaking in an almost feral tone, "If you ever lay a hand on her, I will make you pay."
"How? By rattling your little chains?" Crystal mocked him as he growled viciously. Lucas pulled angrily at the chains, trying to rip them apart, causing the handcuffs to clank loudly against the bed's frame.
"I feel your pain, Lucas." A familiar, masculine voice called out and Lucas stopped struggling and began to try and distinguish who the voice belonged to.
"You have Shawn here too?" he demanded after realization struck.
"Of course." Jan cooed, "Where else would he be? He loves being in the little love nest I've made for the two of us. But I can't wear him out so I have to have some substitutes. We're going after Brady next. You'll have lots of company. Speaking of company, why don't we go see if Phillip is awake yet." Jan suggested.
"Good idea." Crystal said, pointing her whip threateningly in Lucas' direction, "But I really hope this guy shapes up soon. If he doesn't stop being such a grouch, I'm going to have to hurt him."
Without waiting for his response, the two of them left the room. A few moments later, Lucas heard a loud scream of, "Oh, God, not Jan Spears!" Feeling a wave of sympathy towards his brother, Lucas tried to adjust positions so the chains didn't cut into his arms and legs as much. He knew it must have scared Phillip as must as it had scared him. Waking up to find yourself chained to some strange bed was not a fun situation to find yourself in. Lucas looked up at the ceiling, wondering if now would be a good time to start praying. He didn't pray often but since it didn't look like there were any other ways he could help himself get out of here, he figured it was a good time to start.
Sami rolled over in her bed, roused from her sleep by the thudding coming from the front door to her apartment. She groaned and pushed her head under the pillow, "Go away, Lucas." she mumbled sleepily, "It's still too early in the morning to deal with you."
A few minutes later, the banging stopped but Sami's bedroom door swung open and Sami heard someone enter the room, "Sami!" Kate shrilled, tugging at the blanket, "Sami, wake up, this is urgent."
Sami pulled her head out from under the pillow, "Um, I don't swing that way. People used to pay you to do that with them. Can't you find anyone else?"
"Don't joke like that. This is serious." Kate screeched, pacing restlessly around the bedroom, "Have you seen Lucas?"
"Lucas?" Sami repeated blankly, "I haven't seen him since yesterday. Why?"
"He was supposed to meet me for lunch, that's why." Kate practically took Sami's ear off with her high-pitched shriek, "And I waited and waited and he didn't come."
Sami looked over at the clock, which read 1:30 PM. She couldn't believe she had slept in so late. She did have a tendency to sleep in but not for this long. That was when she realized that Lucas usually came over to her apartment and woke her up. It had become such a normal part of her life that she hadn't even realized that she was so used to Lucas and having him around.
"I can't say I blame him for not showing up, Kate. Maybe he's sick of being around you." Sami offered in a groggy voice.
Kate shook her head, "No, no that can't be it. He has to be somewhere, he has to have a reason for not showing up. Is he with you?" Kate asked.
Sami snickered and patted the empty space next to her, "Does it look like he's with me? Oops, I forgot. I've actually got him stashed under my bed so I can eat him for a midnight snack tonight. Grr." Sami added sarcastically, baring her teeth at Kate. Sami was surprised when Kate actually looked tempted to dive under the bed, "Kate, I'm sure he's fine. Something probably just... came up."
"No, Sami. I'm his mother. I have an intuition about these things and I know something is wrong. I haven't talked to him or Phillip since they went for a walk last night and I'm so afraid-"
Being a mother herself, if it was someone else worried about her child, Sami might have been able to sympathize with them. But not Kate, who was acting like an overprotective witch at the moment, "Kate, they are grown men. They're not going to get picked up off the side of the road by some bad man."
Kate shook her head again, "Oh, Sami, you don't understand. I can feel it. Something is very wrong and I have to find Phillip and Lucas right away." With that, Kate turned and left Sami's apartment. Sami stared after her for a few moments.
"Well, she's certainly in a dramatic mood this morning." Sami muttered to herself before falling back against her blankets and curling up to sleep for a little while longer.
Crystal knocked lightly on the door to the room Phillip was staying in, then frowned and wondered why she even bothered to knock. She pushed the door open and walked inside, carrying a tray in her hands.
"Good morning, sunshine." Crystal called in an overly sweet voice. She sat down on the edge of the bed next to Phillip, who did his best to edge away from her.
"Go away." he returned coldly and Crystal's face fell.
"That's not a very nice way to talk to me." Crystal commented, hurt, "Especially after Jan and I got up extra early this morning to make all of you pancakes."
"Pancakes?" Phillip seemed a little less hostile at the mention of food, "That sounds great."
Crystal broke into a smile, "That's good to know. I love you too. Yeah, since you were so mean to Jan last night and started screaming at her, she's feeding Shawn and I'm feeding you. What do you want on your pancakes?" Crystal gestured to the array of things set out on the tray, including strawberries, whipped cream, syrup, icing sugar and butter. Phillip nodded towards the syrup and Crystal immediately began drizzling the thick dark liquid over his pancakes.
"Just, you know, tell me when to stop." her words held an undercurrent of sexuality that made Phillip squirm with discomfort. After a few moments, he told her to stop as she had instructed him to and then she fed him his first bite. Phillip felt his face heat up, hating the fact that she was feeding him like he was a six-month old baby. If he had the chance, he would bite her fingers. Hard.
"When do I get breakfast?" Lucas yelled from his room.
"Jan and I are saving the best for last." Crystal replied sarcastically, "We got into this huge cat-fight over who got to feed you so we decided we would both feed you once we finished with Shawn and Phillip."
"Jan, stop trying to feed me!" Shawn yelled from his room, "I don't love you now let me go back to Belle! She loves me and I have to be with her!"
"Belle doesn't love you!" Phillip yelled back, "She loves me because I treat her like the wonderful woman she is instead of like a piece of trash."
The rattling of chains sounded from Shawn's room, "Shut up! Don't make me come in there and kick your ass!"
"I could kick your ass any day. Bring it on." Phillip shouted in return.
"I don't think anyone is going to kick anyone's ass." Crystal spoke up, piling some more pancake onto Phillip's fork, "You're both tied up. Although, I would enjoy giving you both little paddles and then sitting back and watching the two of you spank each other. I starred in a movie like that once."
Phillip wrinkled his nose, "A, Shawn and I are related and B, if I did have a gay experience, which I haven't and won't, I certainly wouldn't tell you about it."
"That's okay." Crystal responded happily, "Just hearing you say 'I had' and 'a gay experience' in the same sentence made it all worth it. Hey, guys, Phillip had a gay experience!" Crystal yelled, then pushed a fork full of pancakes into Phillip's mouth before he could protest.
"Ew!" Shawn and Lucas retorted in unison. After that, Shawn added, "Belle hates you, Phillip."
Phillip swallowed the mouthful of pancakes, "Belle doesn't hate me, Belle hates y-" Before Phillip could finish, more pancake were shoved into his mouth. Crystal sighed, Buffy had the right idea when she said she should make the two men in her life settle their differences with some good old-fashioned oil wrestling. Shawn and Phillip should oil wrestle and get over their little problems with each other. Because if they keep fighting over Belle, it's going to get old really fast.