Author's Notes: Chapter three is here! Yay! In this chapter, you finally get to see Andy again. But, I'll warn you, it's probably not too pleasant.
TakenChapter 3
"What are you doing!" Andy screamed, blood and tears running down her face. He charged at her again, both hands reaching out and wrapping around her neck.
"This is what you deserve for what you did!" He screamed back, tightening his grip. Andy grabbed his wrists, trying to pry him away. She had her back against a wall that was colder than ice and pain shot through her spine as he slammed her against it with on-pouring strength. Finally, his grasp released and her lungs gapped for air. She fell to the floor, her broken ankle twisting on the way down.
"AHH," She moaned in excruciating pain.
He stood over her in glory, a smirk on his face. "This is your pay."
Andy couldn't respond. Her voice was raspy and it hurt to stretch it even the slightest. She tried to breathe slower, her mind trying to focus.
His foot connected to her rib cage in one swift movement and it was enough of a blow, a few ribs cracking in the process, to knock Andy unconscious. He laughed at her before turning on his heels and leaving the cold, dark room.
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"I am NOT involved!" Les shouted again. Nicole was standing across from him in the questioning room. He was still handcuffed and looked mad, his face red, his breath heavy. Jess was standing behind the two-way mirror, unable to be seen and listening in on the disturbing questioning. Antonio was in the room with Nicole, jotting down various notes.
"Give us proof, Mr. Campbell," Nicole said smoothly.
"Fine!" He said and snatched the note pad and pen away from Antonio. Their eyes widen at how daring his move was but they let it go. Les tore off the top sheet that was written on and began writing down names and telephone numbers. "Just call and ask Bryan Lance, my co-worker on a project for work. I was with him that night."
Nicole raised one eye brow. "I didn't know you swung that way," She said rudely and sat down across from Antonio.
"Funny," He responded. "We were working late on the project. Here's another man you can ask," He said and wrote down more. "Arthur Hunting. My boss. He dropped by before he left to see how we were doing that night," Les said quickly. "And here, here's the phone number of the secretary where I work, she can give you my clock in and clock out times for that night."
Nicole took the paper he was handing her and nodded towards Antonio to check it out. After handing him the paper, she turned back to Les.
"We'll run those and get back to you," She said simply.
"Gee, take your time!" He said, anger showing, as she stood and left the room.
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"He's clean..." Antonio said.
"What!" Nicole replied, slamming the half full coffee pot back into it's holder after pouring herself some.
"Everything he gave us checks out, all the numbers, where he was, his times for work. They even said they'd mail the surveillance tapes that shows him in the building in California. It's not him Nicole."
"Then who the hell is it!" She responded in anger.
Antonio shrugged as Jess walked towards them.
"What's going on?"
"The ex-husband is innocent," Nicole said, crinkling her head.
Jess stood there unmoved by the new discovery. "Figures."
"So, who's are next suspect?-" Nicole asked but was interrupted by John Pollock.
"Agents?"
"Yes?" Nicole responded.
"We've got something..." He said and they all rushed to follow him into the conference room.
"What's this?" Jess asked.
"Andy Campbell's car...it was found in a ditch near the Pennsylvania border," Their boss replied.
"That's not too far from here," Antonio noted.
"No, it's not, which hopefully means that Dr. Campbell isn't too far. Antonio, stay here and try to figure out these clues that Mastriani is giving us. Scott, Mastriani, go to the scene. See if you can find anything," He paused and then nodded. "Let's go find her, Agents."
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"What do you got?" Nicole asked, stepping under the yellow caution tape surrounding the scene. A crime scene investigater walked along side of her explaining.
"The car was obviously driven into the ditch," He said.
"How do you know?"
"Brake marks on the side of the road. There's blood all over the passenger floor, crutches in the back seat, and this.." He said as they approached a table set up with evidence in clear plastics bags.
"A stethoscope?" Jess asked.
"Yes," He responded.
"Why would Dr. Campbell have her stethoscope with her on a trip to the grocery store," Nicole questioned.
"Maybe she left it in the car on a different day," Jess said.
"I don't think so," He said. "You see, we found a briefcase in the trunk." They moved along the table to see it. "Dr. Campbell's stethoscope is sitting in it, even has her name on it."
"Then who's stethoscope is that?" Jess asked, obviously confused.
"The kidnappers," Nicole said staring at the evidence.
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Les returned to Philly safely and hugged his daughters immediately.
"What happened Dad?"
"It was a big misunderstanding girls," He said and looked past them to Milo. "I would never hurt your mother. And I promise you, the people looking for her will not rest until she is found."
Milo walked into the kitchen for a drink. A few minutes later Les walked in.
"Did you really think I was involved?" Les questioned.
"I don't know what you're capable of but if you are involved, I swear to God that you will not live to see another day," Milo said sternly.
"Well, I'm not so you don't have to worry about that."
Milo remained silent, standing in the same place.
"You don't have to work?" Les asked, attempting to make conversation.
"No, I'm not going anywhere," He responded, taking a sip of his drink.
"Right," Les said and sighed before leaving the room.
Milo remained there before heading up the stairs to Andy's bedroom. He stood in the doorway, glancing around. Her sweatpants were lying partially in the dirty clothes hamper and her book was still lying in the middle of her bed. He remembered sitting in here the night before, unable to sleep. Her scent traced the pillows and sheets of the bed that they had slept in together numerous times. He looked around again before sliding to the floor, his back leaning against the closed door. Memories flooded his mind as his tears began to fall once again.
"Please, God..." He mumbled from beneath his hands. "Please.."
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Andy fluttered her eyes open unsteadily. The unbelieveable pain surfaced again and she tried to withstand from screaming in agony. The door opened again. She whimpered and attempted to crawl anywhere away from the person coming towards her.
"Here," His voice said in the darkness. "It's water. I thought you might be thirsty." He walked away and shut the door. Andy fumbled for it, taking a gulp. Her mind raced, trying to avoid her pain. She sat up with much struggle and tried to calm her breathing. Once she did, her surroundings were nothing but silence. She heard a whirling sound and felt a tiny breeze coming from behind her. Her hands reached out onto the wall nearest her and searched for anything. There it is was, a hole, roughly the size of a baseball. She got closer to it and tried to put her arm into it, seeing where it led to. She laid down and looked. The sound came to her again and she could barely see anything.
The door opened and light from a flashlight shined brightly, making her close her eyes.
"What do you think you are doing!" He screamed.
Andy froze. She had managed to pull her arm out of the whole before being caught so now she pretended to be unconsious.
He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet. Andy screamed and started fighting with all her might. Her fists pounded into his chest as he pushed her against the wall with his body.
"You're job is to sit here and just reflect on how I'm going to beat you endlessly and then I'm going to rape you and then I'm going to kill you and there is nothing you can do about it," He whispered in her ear, pressing his lower body harder into her hips. "You're two daughters will be without their mother, that is until I get them to."
Andy let out gasps with flooding tears. He released his grasp of her hair and pushed her onto the floor. She smacked hard, heaving in sobs.
"No.." She mangaed to say as he walked away.
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"No fingerprints," The crime scene investigator said. "Well, no strange ones."
"I don't get it. Whoever this is, they're smart enough to not leave fingerprints but stupid enough to leave their stethoscope..." Nicole rambeled.
Jess walked around the passenger side of the car and looked around. Blood covered the seats, evidence of struggle. One of the crutches in the back seat had smashed the window of the car, leaving broken glass everywhere.
Jess looked up from the car and around at her surroundings. The crime scene had disappeared. She was surrounded by concrete. The car disappeared. A baseball bat sat in it's place.
There was a whimper behind her. She turned around to find Andy lying at her feet, bloody, bruised, beaten. A door slammed in the distance. The violen started playing again, a suspenseful tune. Andy crawled on the floor, trying to escape but not moving anywhere. Jess stood paralyzed. She wanted to reach out to Andy but she couldn't move.
"Andy..." Something whispered to the side of them. The woman shadow. She stepped forward and formed into a person.
"Dr. Delgado!" Jess said and looked around. It was just them three, in this concrete room. The music got louder.
"Jess!" Nicole yelled.
Jess snapped her eyes open and looked at her partner. The crime scene resurfaced and Jess tried to catch her breath.
"The woman shadow..it's Dr. Delgado," She said quickly.
"From Rittenhouse?" Nicole asked in disbelief. "What was she doing?"
"She was calling for Dr. Campbell. We were in this concrete room with a baseball bat and a violen playing," Jess grabbed Nicoles arm to balance and bent over to prevent losing it. "She doesn't have much time Nicole, she's struggling."
Nicole sighed and let her friend lean on her. "They found more evidence. There was a gun outside of the car, a little farther on in the ditch."
"Who's it registered to?" Jess asked, standing back up slowly.
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Lu Delgado walked out of the elevator and into the darkness of the Rittenhouse Women's Health Clinic. It was way past late and she had just gotten out of observing a patients surgery. Everybody had gone home and the only light was the one coming from her office.
She opened the door and walked slowly to her desk. A sigh emerged, finalizing her wantings to head home. She slid her white lab coat off and her jacket on. As she walked out from behind her desk she noticed something sitting on the examination table next to her office.
Lu walked to it slowly, growing afraid. Sitting there was a campaigne bottle with a note attached. Her breath grew deeper and she looked around frantically after reading the note.
"Kilner..." She whispered and cupped her hand over her mouth in disbelief.
TakenChapter 3
Author's Notes: MUAHAHAHA:) I know I'm just so evil! Review please!
