AN: I am so so sorry this is taking me so long guys… I've been so busy with school work lately… but better late then never right?

Thank you all for the wonderful reviews… and to What About Scout? For your extra long review… Martini still cracking you up ha? Lol

Oh and Happy B-Day Lyy…. this one's for you (;

Ok, now, on with the story…

Chapter 12

OoO Two Lawyers and an Italian Criminal, Together Again OoO

"Did you hear that?" Phoebe suddenly said.

Prue looked up from the paper, where she was reading the extremely exaggerated article about the kidnappings.

"Hear what darling?" Grams asked, who heard Phoebe from the kitchen.

"From the office..." Phoebe said, getting up.

"You are being paranoid Phoebe… Piper asked to be left alone." Prue got up as well.

"Lets just check on her then, maybe she wants us to take Brie of her hands for a bit…" Grams, who clearly had been searching for a reason to see how Piper was doing, said, already heading towards the hall.

That was when they all heard it. It came from… outside, across the house. Where Piper was.

"Ok, that I heard." Prue said, and they all hurried to the end of the hall.

"Piper!" Prue said, knocking on the door.

More noises.

Phoebe pushed her away and caught the handle. She tried to open the door, but someone was keeping it shut. "Open the door!" Grams shouted in frustration.

Prue, wanting to do something, used her logic and ran out of the house, then around it.

There were men, wearing black, most of them holding guns. She hid behind a great big bush, and then saw from the window of the office, a man climbing out, pulling Piper after him, while another was pushing her out from the other side.

"Piper!" Prue, unable to hold herself, exclaimed.

Then a shot was heard.

Prue saw a man holding a gun towards her. He was going to shoot… wait. He already did.

Prue fell down to the ground, only then realizing that an area just above her knee was bleeding…

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"Prue!" Piper, who bit the hand that was covering her mouth, screamed. She saw her elder sister crumple down to the floor after a bullet went into her thigh.

Then she heard the door to the office being broken into, letting Phoebe and Grams in.

"Piper!"

The last thing she saw of the room before being carried out of the window was a glimpse of a man lowering his arms to take a now crying Brie. No…

Soon she was pushed into a big black minivan, and heard the screams of her daughter trailing off behind her, and she was put into another minivan exactly like hers.

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Phoebe's heart was racing.

The ambulance had just come and took Prue, Grams went with her. Phoebe went to the police station with Darryl to try and identify the kidnappers, while Andy and several other policemen were on a chaise after the black minivans.

"They tracked them down!" Darryl called after closing his cell. They were in a room, and while supposed to be trying to identify the kidnappers, they were too stressed.

"Oh, thank god…" Phoebe said.

That was when Piper's boss, Mark, hollered in.

"Please fucking tell me I didn't just loose my last valuable lawyer!" He exclaimed.

"Can I help you sir?" Darryl asked.

"As hell you can! I want Halliwell in court in two week's time!" Then he noticed Phoebe. "Phoebe! What the hell happened?"

"Who is this man?" Darryl asked.

"It's ok; Piper's boss."

"I talked to her, and then fifteen minutes later I get a call that she's been 'taken'! This is ridiculous!"

Phoebe shook her head, desperate.

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Piper knew the police were racing after them, and that was her only hope. Her mind was on her daughter who had been in the minivan behind them, held prisoner just like herself.

She even thought she could hear her crying.

There were two men, one to each of her sides, both looking straight up, like lifeless robots.

Piper looked back, and behind the other black car she could clearly see the lights of the police's SUV's.

She was panicking, and she knew that a panic attack was likely to overcome her.

Ten minutes had passed, and Piper was recognizing the narrow road they were now speeding through. It was a dead end.

Good. That was good…

The men started saying something in… Dutch, yes, it was Dutch. Or German. Something like that. And Piper wasn't stupid. She put one and one together… and there it was. Ronaldy. The head of the Amsterdam Bank. He was Dutch. He sent the kidnappers.

The police was getting closer… they had a good chance to close down on them… Oh god… please…

And soon, it happened, they have reached the end of the road, and the car driver was obviously pressing hard on the breaks. Piper held on to whatever her hands reached, and turned back to see the other car, where Brie was, trying to stop.

They stopped first, and Piper could see a police car driving around it and blocking its way further. Then there was a sound of a shut, and Piper caught a glimpse of a cop aiming his gun at the tires of the black minivan. Brie was saved.

But Piper wasn't. The car made a U turn and went in between two buildings, scratching its sides until they were out on a parallel road.

No… no no no no no!

"Where the hell are you taking me?" Piper asked.

The men ignored… either because they wanted too, or maybe they were too stressed out.

"Where are you taking me!" She screamed.

One of the men screamed back something in Dutch. He didn't speak fucking English.

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"Look, his hair is standing." Leo pointed out to Martini, looking at the overly stressed Ronaldy on the other end of the room.

"He uses too much gel in his hair… now that he sweated all over it it's all run down…" Martini analyzed.

Leo stared at him.

"Wow… I'd bow to the master if I wasn't tied." Leo said.

Martini looked at him, seeming like he had just realized something.

"Well, you know… that's obvious." He quickly said.

"Right…." Leo let it go, and looked back to Ronaldy who was talking to some other guys in Dutch.

"Wonder what they are saying." Leo said, not really carrying much.

"He said something about loosing one of the cars." Martini said.

"You speak Dutch."

"Clearly." Martini reasoned.

Some noise could be heard, men wearing black started coming inside, some Leo recognized from his own kidnapping.

First it was just muffled sounds, and then he saw her.

Two men were tightly holding her arms, while she didn't even resist. Her long chocolate brown hair was out, the beautiful as ever waves following her as she was led inside. She looked pale and exhausted… though as strong as ever.

Leo felt anger rising in him… anger that they had gotten to her. Fucking bastards.

They had stopped with her in front of Ronaldy. He smiled, and started saying something. Piper didn't look surprised. She just held her head high and proud. Piper was one of those people you'd see from afar or walking down the court steps on the news, and think she's a 6 feet tall woman, even though she is shorter then most.

Piper always held her head up proudly, making everyone around her know that she's superior. God he loved that woman.

Leo smiled. There were no other words to describe what he felt for her.

The men turned her around again, now towards where Leo and Martini were.

Her eyes widened when she saw them.

"You two still alive?" She asked, but smiled.

They pushed her down and started tying her to a chair.

After they were finished, they tightened the rope around her wrists, and Leo could she a trigger of pain run through her features, but she soon regained her strong expression.

"You ok?" Leo asked.

"Yeah. Those bastards tried to get to Brie…" She said, looking at Ronaldy with hatred.

"Is she…" Leo started with concern.

"She was in another car… they couldn't get away from the police… the police cars closed down on them." She explained. "They shot Prue." She said, looking surprised herself, as though just now comprehending.

Leo didn't know what to say.

"Prue… your sister, Prue?" Martini spoke.

"Yeah." Piper said blankly.

"Piper, don't blame yourself…" Leo started.

"I'm not blaming myself. I'm blaming you." She said, suddenly turning to look at Martini.

"Why me?" He asked, as though he's been in situations like this many times in his life.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell us you were a freaking homosexual?" She asked.

"Wow, what?" Leo turned to Martini.

"Per favore, il mio dio, I do not know what you are talking about." He said, looking away angrily.

"The hell you don't! You look me in the eye and tell me that you are a straight man!" She hissed.

Martini looked alarmed, and even though he looked at Piper, he kept sending worrisome glances at Leo.

"Alright. Fine! I am, a gay." He said, looking defeated.

"Ha!" Piper exclaimed, accidentally gaining attention from other men in the room. They studied the trio suspiciously, but then got back to their conversations.

"So what? Do you have a problem with a man nell'amore with other men?"

"Hardly. But do you realize that if you'd have told us this before we could have brought them all down to the mud?"

"How?" Now it was Leo's turn to ask.

"Remember the secretary's claims… that Martini had used her for sexual pleasure…"

And Leo immediately understood.

"Fuck you Martini, you should have told us." Leo said, leaning back. Why hadn't he thought of it?

Piper was a genius.

"Sorry?" Martini mumbled.

The all sighed deeply.

"I just don't understand what they wanted with my Brie." Piper said suddenly.

She hadn't realized yet… that Tony was behind that. Leo didn't have the heart to tell her. He would tell her when it was all over… if, and whenever that would happen.

"Any of you machos saw how we got into this place?" Piper asked when no one responded to her first question.

"No. We were knocked out. You?"

"I was too. Damn them." Piper said, leaning her head back and closing her eyes.

"We need a plan." Leo declared, something that they have all known anyway. If they wouldn't find a way to get out of there themselves, then they would never get out.

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