Kidnapped

Disclaimer: I, of course, don't own ER. (Wish I did…that would be so cool!) I only own these characters: Cage, Jimmy, Steve, Carl, and Brian. A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so it's probably not that great, but I hope you like it anyway. Please Read and Review.

Summery: When Neela is kidnapped she finds a friend who is willing to help her at the risk of her own life. But will the help be enough to save her? And if it is, will she ever recover emotionally?

Rating: T, for some violence.

Chapter One Kidnapped

"Hey Neela," Abby said as she walked out into the ambulance bay.

Neela looked over at her. "Oh, hi Abby," she replied.

Abby pulled her jacket tighter around herself as she shivered against the cold December air. "What are you waiting on?" she asked.

"MVA," Neela answered. "ETA 5 minutes. 5 minutes of freezing cold."

"Yep," Abby agreed. She looked over at her friend. "You look tired," she noted.

Neela nodded. "Yeah, it's been a long day."

"Did you and Ray get into another fight?"

Neela looked at her, surprised. "How did you know?" she asked.

Abby smiled. "You've both been really tense all day, especially when you're around each other. I think everybody got a little scared when we were working on that stab victim. You kept looking at Ray like you wanted to kill him, and he kept looking at you the same way. It was a little nerve-wracking."

Neela sighed. "I didn't realize I was being so obvious about it." She rested her head in her hands. "He makes me so mad sometimes. I feel bad for any girlfriend he ever has. I'm really dreading going home now. We both get off at the same time."

"You want to come over to my place tonight?" her friend offered. "We could watch a movie of something."

"That would be great," Neela replied. "If you're sure you don't mind."

"Not at all. It will be fun."

Neela smiled as she thought that her day might finally be looking up. She had no idea though, how bad it was about to get.

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Neela walked quickly into the bank. She wanted to cash her check before she went to Abby's. As she rounded the corner she heard the bank's front doors bust open. Then a loud, rough voice yelled, " Ok. This is a robbery. Everybody on the floor." Several screams came from the main lobby.

Not knowing what else to do, Neela quickly stepped into the women's restroom. She leaned against the wall as she listened to the yelling of the robbers.

Outside, the youngest of the three robbers smiled behind his ski mask. The 17-year-old boy's name was Jimmy – this was his first robbery. His friends, 27-year-old Carl and 35-year-old Brian only rolled their eyes at his excitement. This was only a routine robbery for them – or so they thought.

Jimmy was having too much fun waving his gun in people's faces. He was getting careless. He crossed the line when he came to one woman in particular. Before he realized what was happening, the woman had sprayed Mace in his eyes.

Realizing Jimmy's mistake, Carl ran over. He pointed his gun at the woman and screamed, "Put it down." She quickly obeyed. "Now get down on the floor." He picked up the bottle of Mace and shoved it into his pocket, then turned his attention to Jimmy.

Jimmy rubbed violently at his eyes. Receiving no relief, he ripped the ski mask off. Immediately Carl took his jacket off and through it over the boy's head.

"You idiot!" Carl yelled as he dragged Jimmy into the nearest room. Upon entering, they found it to be the women's restroom. "You better hope no one saw your face, boy," Carl said as he removed his jacket from Jimmy's head. "Now wash out your eyes and put your mask back on."

Behind them, Neela cowered in the corner in fear. They hadn't seen her when they had come in. That changed though, when Carl turned around.

"Oh no," he said when he spotted her. "She saw you." He realized what that meant. "We can't leave her now, she'll give the police your description."

He pointed his gun at her. "Stand up," he said. She obeyed. "Now come here." she walked slowly towards him, shaking in fear.

"Hurry up, Jim," Carl said, never taking his eyes, or his gun, off Neela.

"I'm done," Jimmy replied as he put the ski mask back on.

"Then let's get out of here before anything else goes wrong." He grabbed Neela around the neck and dragged her out of the restroom.

"It's about time!" Brian said when he saw them emerge. "Let's go!" The three left with Carl still dragging Neela, and jumped into a van that awaited them outside.

"Why did you bring her?" the driver, Steve, asked as they sped away.

"She saw Jimmy's face," Carl answered.

"Why didn't you just kill her?" Brian asked him, somewhat confused.

"Because I don't want to be tried with murder!" he replied incredulously.

"Now we have to figure out what to do with her," Brian said, sounding a little annoyed.

"I say we just have a little fun with her, and then kill her," Jimmy suggested.

"Sound's good to me." Steve replied.

In the back of the van, Neela wondered what would happen to her.

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"Where should we put her?" Jimmy asked as they pulled up to their house.

"In the shed is fine," Brian answered. "Just make sure you lock the door behind you."

"Ok," Jimmy replied, and then half-dragged, half-carried Neela to the small building that was not far from the house. He threw her in then said, "If you try to escape, I'll shoot you." She could tell he was dead serious.

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Jimmy opened the shed door with an evil smile. He looked at Neela, who stood as he approached her. "Hey there," he said. Fear showed in the woman's eyes. "What's your name?" he asked.

Neela didn't answer him, only looked away. "Hey!" he yelled, and grabbed her wrist tightly. She cried out in pain. "I asked you a question!"

"Neela," she answered quickly in small voice.

Jimmy released his grip on her wrist. "That's better," he said. "Now, I have a proposition for you, Neela. I can keep you alive, but only if you'll do something for me."

At this Neela lost it. "I'm not going to do anything for you!" she yelled. "Get away from me!" She slapped him, then shoved him away from her and ran to the other side of the shed.

Any patients that Jimmy may have had evaporated at that point. He walked menacingly over to Neela, towering above her. With lightening speed the back of his hand struck the side of her head. That side exploded in pain. The fact that she was so cold only made it worse.

Jimmy shoved her against the wall. "Look at me," he said. When she didn't obey he grabbed her chin and turned her head toward him. "You will do what I tell you to do!" he yelled, and then threw her to the floor.

After kicking her a few times, he grabbed hold of the front of her shirt and jerked her back up. "You will not make a sound unless you are asked a question!" He slapped her, and hard. "And you will certainly not tell me what to do!"

He struck her one last time, and then let her collapse to the floor. "Were those instructions on any way unclear?" he asked. Neela shook her head in defeat. "Good," he said and walked out.

Neela crawled painfully to the nearest corner. She pulled her legs up against her and began to cry.

A/N: How did you like the first chapter? Please review and give me any suggestions that you may have.