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Savannah's breath caught in her chest and for a minute she thought she was going to pass out. The moment passed but the feeling stayed. She started crying in jagged, harsh sobs and she felt the phone leave her hand. Rob had taken it and she vaguely her him say, "We're coming," and hand up the phone.

"They'll find her, baby," he said and tossed the phone in her lap. Quickly, he turned the engine on and made his way to the road. The radio was on, but neither of them heard it. They'll find her.

Chapter 13: When

Blood was dripping onto the floor in small, circular spots around the chair. Kay's mind was desperately trying not relive the passed hour in mind. Her lessons had been very violent and quite painful to say the least. Truthfully, she couldn't believe that any of it was real. It was more like a strange thought of a family drama fan gone horridly wrong. It couldn't be her life.

But it was. She was in a basement of a location she didn't know. She was strapped to a chair with no way of escaping. She was going to die. A small lock of hair fell into her eye and she rolled her hear back to set it in place. Doing this caused her great pain, but the annoyance from the hair would be worse somehow.

Her eyes were blurred with blood and tears, but she could tell that she was alone. Her ears were fine and they didn't detect the slightest noise but her own breathing, which was shallow and harsh.

The drill hadn't been the worse of it, though it was bad. Three times had the woman touched her skin with the side of the drill, peeling the first and second layers of skin off in its wake. Twice had she used its tip, making shallow holes in her arms. Once had she drilled into the side of her stomach, where she was still bleeding from.

The pain from her stomach had eased into throbs and the area was becoming number by the minute. One year of anatomy had told her that the numbing meant that the nerves were dying and that it wasn't a good sign. Luckily, the drill hadn't hit any vital organs so she wasn't going to die from that.

Bleed to death, her mind said. She tried to respond to that out loud but found that her throat wouldn't let a sound out. She had probably strained something while she had been screaming.

Let me live, she thought. Want live.

At the police station, Kevin was quickly rummaging through some files. Once he had what he needed, he ran back to his car and started for the address that was at the top of the file. 234 George St, it read. The car hit 55 and kept climbing. At the moment, he didn't care that he was breaking the speed limit. If he was too late…

He pushed the thought out of his mind and focused on a plan. There wasn't time for too much planning so he reached down and grabbed his cell phone. He flipped it up and pressed speed dial 4, which was the police department.

After a few moments, Marge picked up the phone and Kevin said, "It's Kinkirk. I want four squads at 234 George St. in less than fifteen minutes but make sure they don't use their sirens and they don't move until I get there. Don't bother with a hostage negotiator; I don't really care if I'm not following procedure right now. Just get them." He hung up, hoping that she would relay the message.

As he drove, he thought back to the time when he quit the force a year or so after Savannah was born. He couldn't stay away from the job; it was his calling. But somehow he knew that quitting this time wasn't going to be so hard.

When Savannah and Rob pulled up to the house, there were half a dozen squad cars parked around it so Rob had to park in a neighbor's driveway. He stopped the car, got out and starting running for the house when he realized that she wasn't following him. He turned back. Savannah was still in the car, staring at the windshield. He walked to her and opened the door, gently pushing himself close to her.

"Baby?" he asked. Her eyes still focused in front of her but a tear fell from her eyes. "Savannah, I can't imagine what you're going through. All I can say is that we need to go to your house."

"What if they never find her?" Savannah finally said, turning to face him.

"They will."

"But…"

"They will," he said forcefully and grabbed her hand. She gave in and unbuckled her seatbelt, letting him walk her to the door. The edge of the yard was blocked off with yellow police tape, but Rob lifted it up and let Savannah under. A young officer came to them but Rob said, "She lives here," and the officer lead them to Lucy.

Lucy had been talking to several different police officers, retelling them everything she had told the first. With each time, though, she felt like there was less and less hope. Kay had only been gone for 5 hours, but Lucy knew that it could already be too late.

"Savannah," Lucy said when her oldest daughter appeared at the door. She got up and ran to her, embracing her tightly. The two women cried into the others shoulders for a while before they backed up. "They still haven't found her."

"They will, mom. I know it." Savannah and Rob went to the couch, where Lucy had been reciting the facts for the officer. After she was finished talking again, the three sat in silence, not knowing what they could say to make it better.

Rob opened his mouth to say something when the door opened. A brief pang of hope sprung into their hearts before they saw that it was only Andrew and Brooke. They were wet from the rain that had restarted and clearly upset. Lucy explained what happened while they listened in horror.

"It doesn't seem real," Brooke said, amazed. How could her best friend be kidnapped? Things like that didn't happened.

"But it is," Andrew said. He was standing at the window, looking out to the road just in case something happened. Oh, Kay. Please be all right, please. His mind went over what happened and what would happen if the unthinkable did. He couldn't live without her. True, he had only known her a few months but in that short time he came to… Love her. I love her. The small hope that he had stored in his brain grew larger and he swore that he would tell her when she came back. When, not if.

Maybe it was the lack of food, or maybe it was the loss of blood, but Kay was starting to hallucinate. She knew she was; she could see the white edges of all her thoughts as she saw them materialize in front of her. Already, she had seen her father come for her, a giant monkey with Fruit Loops kick her in the shins and her sister drill a hole in her own head.

The drops of blood had turned into a sizable puddle and the end was at hand. Kay realized that an hour ago; well, at least what she thought was an hour ago. In reality, it was fifteen minutes but the pain and the hallucinations made it feel like more. At that time, she had said her goodbyes to the wooden stairs and made peace with her death. What else was she supposed to do? Her escape had failed; she tried sliding her hands out already and found that she didn't have enough energy to complete the act. Doing that had used the energy she could have saved to keep from dying and she was very tired.

Please… she thought just as she heard a crash from above. There were bangs from the floor above, but with her last coherent notion she thought that it was another hallucination.

The door kicked open and several blurry figures rushed down the stairs. None of them were monkeys, which was good because she didn't feel like getting kicked again. There were noises but by then she couldn't hear anything specific. The figures got closer and clearer, but they all had in her passed hallucinations. She tried to guess what she'd be seeing next but couldn't; her mind was stopping all thought process. One figure got very close to her and she could make out the face and the voice before she faded to black.

"Kay?"

Okay, there. Like I said, shit's been happening, that's why I haven't updated. But now I am. We're getting down to the nitty-gritty. Crunch time is here. There will be another one in this series, though. Review, cause I love them and I need them and I want them, so give them to me! Lol. So, click that review button!