So, did I keep you waiting too long? Sorry but I've been busy. My Uncle Nev is getting married, my dad is the best man and I'm a bridesmaid! There's even goning to be a red carpet and a limo. My (future) Aunt Dawn wants it to be a very memorial event and I think it will be! My Aunt Dawn is soo cool! I'm so happy for my Uncle Nev, we though he'd never get married, (not my words but someone elses.) Anyway here's the next chappy! I'm sorry I made a mistake in the last chappy, Lexo calls Todd the terrorist, not Walt. I'm really sorry, but I typed the wrong name, please forgive me! (The funny thing is, I typed the wrong name more than once.)

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Charlie sat crouched on the ground, not daring to lift his head until the gunfire completely ceased. Once the blasts ended, he rose his head, hopeful that Don was the one coming to find him.

However, life was being unaturally cruel to Charlie today and he saw Lexo and Todd in the doorway. Todd was holding the gun and was obviously the shooter. He saw the two dead bodies next to him and felt ready to spill the little food he had in his stomach.

Turning his head towards the cage he noticed that the rest of the men had crowded around the door of it, unknowing that these weren't their saviors. They whispered excitedly among themselves and waited for the door to their prison to be opened. Charlie lowered his eyes to the broken tiles on the floor.

Lexo strode over to Charlie's still crouched form and grabbed his wrists. The men watched shocked at he wrenched Charlie's hands behind him and cuffed them together. Charlie said nought a word during the duration of this.

"Sorry boys, but we aren't here for you, just Charlie here," Todd announced coldy, "But, I have an experiment that needs a specimen, any volunteers?"

They seemed to finally realize this wasn't an offer of release, but of something possibly worse than what they had already been through. No one stepped forward and Todd picked one at random.

Taking the keys to the cage off Alex's dead body he opened it and pulled out the closest man to the door, Mike. Lexo tossed him an extra set of handcuffs and Todd fastened them around Mike's wrists tightly.

Todd nodded to Lexo. Charlie was dragged to his feet and far away from the cage, where he was forced to kneel. Todd followed suit with Mike, forcing Mike on his knees beside Charlie. Leaving the two men with Lexo, he pulled three tiny devices from his pocket and tossed them into the cage. One at each side and one in the middle, "Bye, bye," he waved before running away from it.

"Nooo!" A scream erupted into the air as the three simultanious blasts rocketed in the cage, not getting farther than 10 feet from each starting point. They were small, contained explosives. Like nothing Charlie had ever seen.

As the smoke cleared, Charlie and Mike saw the charred bodies of their friends,(more Mike's than Charlie's, but still). What broke Charlie's heart the most was to see a burnt body, that could only be the tall and skinny Sam, lying on top of a relatively okay looking body. The body of Tommy. Sam had to have been the one who screamed, trying to save the young boy. To Mike and Charlie, it looked like he had failed.

"He was only a kid," Charlie whispered to himself in regret.

Both shocked men were lifted to their feet and walked out of the hotel slowly, Charlie too still weak to walk all that fast. Tears fell down his cheeks, he couldn't save any of them and he desperately had wanted too.

Unbeknowst to anyone else, a boy skirmed his way out from underneath the body of his fallen comrad. The men had gone and there were only seven bodies in the cage, Tommy realized that Charlie and Mike had been taken. He limped out of the cage diffucultly and tugged Alex's phone out of his pocket. It took a couple minutes, Tommy was repulsed at touching the body, but 'a boy's gotta do, what a boy's gotta do'.

Flipping open the phone, he dialed the number, that he wished he could've dialed long ago.

"911, what's your emergency?"

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"Don, you've gotta call about an explosive and some sort of forced prostitution ring. It's an important case, so you've been assigned to it," Terry told Don informatively, aware that it wasn't something he'd want to hear. Don was preoccupied with finding Charlie.

"Can't they see I'm already on a case!" Don asked in anger, "I'm finding Charlie!"

"Don, they need you! A child is involved!" Terry tried to persuade him.

"A child? Alright, but keep me posted and if anything comes up, anything at all. I want to be notified. I have to be there when you find him," Don comprimised, once he realized a young person was involved. He knew how Charlie hated seeing kids mistreated, like that case they worked on together previously, Charlie had been so set on finding that little girl. He'd help the kid for Charlie, because he needed to, for the kid and for himself.

Don drove toward the address that the crime had taken place. Colby sat silently in the passenger's seat, very aware that Don would rather be finding his brother right about now. Don pulled over in the parking lot of the building, smoke was still emulating from the holes in the roof.

Don got out and found a young boy sitting with a blanket wrapped around him, near the ambulance.

"Hey, I'm Agent Eppes" Don said sofly, "What's your name?"

"Tommy," the boy croaked out.

"What happened? Can you tell me what happened?" Don pressed gently.

"He took me six months ago," Tommy told him, meeting Don's eyes for only a moment befor looking down again.

"Who?" Don questioned.

"The dead guy with the red hair," Tommy answered in a whisper.

"Do you know who killed him?" Don asked.

"Two men came in," Tommy's voice cracked, "They took the new guy and handcuffed him, they took Mike too and made them kneel down away from the cage. Then one of them threw in the bombs and Sam saved me." Tommy pointed a shaking finger toward Sam's charred body, "They all thought I was dead."

"Do you know the whole names of the two men they took with them?" Don looked at the boy and saw the sorrow in his eyes.

"Micheal Yoke and... the men that came in, they called the new guy Charlie," Tommy whispered and saw something flash through Don's eyes, "Did I do something wrong?" He looked at the agent with wide, questioning eyes.

"No," Don whispered soothingly, before looking at the dead body of the red haired man. He fit the description of the man his dad had seen taking Charlie, "You did everything right, Tommy. You might help me find my little brother."

Tommy smiled slighly at the thought he might be some help after all, but only slightly. Don watched as the ambualnce took Tommy away and when it was out of sight he called Colby over, "We have a lead on both cases," Don informed him, "It's the same case."

Colby only nodded and pulled out his cell phone to alert the others, while Don tried to figure out where those men had taken Charlie.

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Charlie and Mike were blindfolded after being forced into a large van. Neither man said a word as they listened to the men talk.

"My money?" they heard Lexo ask from where he was driving. They only knew this because his voice sounded farther away than Todd's.

"Just a second," Todd answered as they heard the rustling of paper, he was counting out the money that decided Charlie's future. They heard a click as a breif case was closed, "It's all in there. Large bills, but still there."

Charlie winced as the van hit a bump and heard Mike supress a grunt of pain. They might've been on a dirt road by that point, or possibly one that hadn't been repaved in decades. The van stopped after awhile of travelling on the bumpy road and the two were forced out and walked onto a building. They heard a door slam behind them as they were led through a maze, or at least it seemed so.

Finally they were shoved into a room and had their restaints taken off. Slowly each took off their own blindfold and looked around.

The room was a medium sized bedroom of sorts. Two bare mattresses lay side by side in the far, left corner and a desk sat against the right wall, near the front of the room. The bathroom was a toilet and a sink installed in the far, right corner, and the only privacy was a shower curtain that you could pull in front of you, like a seperating curtain they sometimes used in a hospial when patients shared a room. One the right wall, above the desk lay a small window, otherwise the room was bare.

Lexo left without a word, leaving them alone with Todd and a bulky man neither had seen before. The man handed Todd a syringe and advanced on Mike, pinning him down easily. Charlie tried to pull the man off Mike, but Todd sent him flying backward with a solid punch to the face using the hand not holding the syringe. Todd was no small man either and could pack a punch.

Todd leaned over the pinned Mike an injected a cloudy liquid into his arm. Immediatly Mike started screaming and writhing in pain. Charlie pulled himself up and stared in shock as Mike continued his agonizing screams, "W-w-w-what did you do to him?" Charlie heard himself ask.

"A mixture of snake and spidar venoms was formulated by our resident chemist, who wants to be here just as much as you do, to cause the most pain possible before death," Todd explained, "I have a tested version that doesn't kill, but this one is untested and made to kill."

Mike let out another scream and kicked out at everything as Charlie only stared at Todd, his eyes wide with terror.

"If you don't behave, you're gonna get the tested version," Todd warned icily, "That much pain for hours on end, approximately three. I suggest to make your friend here as comfortable as possible before he dies."

With that, Todd left and the bulky man followed him, locking the door as he left. Charlie tried to get Mike onto one of the mattresses, but he kicked and screamed at any contact. After ten minutes of struggling he finally got Mike onto one of the mattresses.

Charlie's lip trembled as Mike let out another yell of excruciating agony.

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So it wasn't Don, and Charlie is now in the evil hands of Todd. I don't think this chapter was very good, tell me if you think otherwise. I'm having trouble finishing the train of thought, it seems my pink plot bunny has abandoned me, if anyone has one I can borrow or if you find him please let me know.Also of you have any suggestions for the story feel free to tell me them. I'd be happy to consider them.

Nicole