a/n: thanks for the reviews. enjoy.

Awkwardly I slid over toward the place where Sara's voice came from. I bumped into her shoe, making her jump with surprise.

"Put your hands as close to you feet as you can," I commanded.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because, those two boneheads tied us up with plastic ties." I said.

"I still don't get it," Sara replied, confused.

"Just put your hands down by your feet," I directed. Sara complied and I searched for the tie with my face.

"What are you doing!" she exclaimed as I started to chew on her bonds.

I stopped for a moment to answer her, "When you buy shoes at the store, and they're secured together by plastic ties, and you don't have any scissors, but you really want to wear them, what do you do?"

"I don't know," she responded.

"You chew on the plastic, Sara. You chew on it until it's weakened enough to break with your hands." I said.

"Now why didn't I think of that," Sara asked.

"Because, you haven't had the past three hours to think about it," I retorted, beginning to chew on her bonds again.

It felt good to be untied. I took a few seconds moving my hands around to get used to it again.

"Hey, I think I found a chair," came Sara's voice from somewhere in the darkened room.

"So," I shot back.

"So, I think that this would be the perfect thing to use for payback," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"An eye for an eye, Caleigh. They hit me over the head, I hit them back," Sara replied almost with glee.

"Are you serious? You are definitely more evil than I thought you were." I searched in the dark until I found Sara and the chair. "Now all we have to do is find the door, right?"

"Right." She answered. Quietly, we searched for the door. "Found it."

"Now, what?" I inquired.

"Now we wait for them to return," she answered back.

"Why don't we just escape now?" came my confused response.

"Because the door's locked," Sara explained.

"How long do you think we'll have to wait?" I wondered aloud.

"I don't know," said Sara.

After about two more hours of sitting in the dark, my legs began to cramp. I stood up to shake them out when suddenly the door behind me flew open. I hastily turned around just as the guy who had knocked Sara out attempted to grab me. Out of nowhere, a chair came flying at his head. The guy never knew what hit him.

"Ok, Caleigh, search him for my keys," Sara commanded. I complied.

"I found a gun," I replied.

"Let me see that," Sara said as she took the gun from me. "This is my gun. That son of a-"

"Sara," I interrupted, "I found your keys."

"Alright, you stay here with this guy while I go to make sure that there is no one else in this house," she directed.

"Don't you think if there was, they would have heard this guy hit the ground?" I replied, half joking.

"I'll be right back," came Sara's response.