When they first began to loose air Jack and Martha thought nothing of it, they thought that the noise was air coming out of one of their many champagne bottles… they were wrong, they were losing air fast. If the driver didn't act then they would not make it the whole way…

The driver stopped the car in a nearby embankment and stepped outside of the vehicle; he then went to the rear left hand side tire and saw that it was almost completely shredded. He got onto his mobile and called a mechanic.

Jack gave Martha a look of insecurity; he wound his window down and asked the driver "is something wrong?"

"We will be on our way in no time" the driver replied swiftly.

"How long is 'no time'?" asked Martha impatiently.

"Soon enough" replied the driver.

"This is pointless, we are going to miss our flight" said Martha getting agitated.

"The airport is not very far, we can walk" Jack said.

"Good you shoes on? I am not walking in high heels!" Martha told him.

While Jack was looking around the limousine for a pair of runners he hard the door close, he looked up the see Martha already half way down the road giggling with delight. Jack dived out of the limousine and chased after her.

After walking for about an hour and a half Jack found a bus shelter and him and Martha sat down. Not long after a blue van pulled up, a man with a beard was driving, he pulled over.

"You two need a lift somewhere?" he asked curiously.

"Just to the airport please" Martha said.

"Sure love, hop in"

Martha and Jack walked towards to van and opened up the door to find two more men in the back. Martha looked at Jack with insecurity.

"You know what, thanks mate, but we will walk" Jack told all three of the men.

"Not an option" the man said swiftly.

The two men in the back began to pull Martha towards them.

"JACK!" she screamed.

"Martha!"

Jack ran towards the van and tired to grab her but she was already inside. The men closed the door and drove off. Jack stood in the middle of the street.

"Martha!" he yelled at the top of his voice

In the distance he could hear Martha shouting his name. He started to run after the van, he ran faster than he ever had before. The van was out of his sight, those three men had kidnapped his wife and he was standing there, on the highway, alone.

"Martha, I love you!" Jack screamed at the top of his lungs.

But he knew that she was gone… he needed to save her…