Title: Demoral Dreams

Part II

Rated: R

The next thing Elliot knew he was waking up and there was a sharp pain in his neck. He was scrunched up in what looked like a cage for a large dog, and Krista was completely out still with her head against the door to the cage which was locked with a silver padlock. He looked around the room, they were in a rather nice house, almost sterile. It smelled like a hospital in there, off to his left there was a silver table and an assortment of medical tools laid out on a tray next to it. He sighed slightly but turned so he was closer to Krista and put a hand on her shoulder. His head was still buzzing, the last thing her remembered before waking up there was standing a few feet away from Krista and then a sharp pain in the back of his neck. Someone must have shot some sort of tranquilzer dart into him, and whatever was in the dart was keeping him from thinking clearly. He shook Krista gently, trying to wake her up, she didn't open her eyes but she did shove him away.

"Not now, I have 20 more minutes before I need to get to the make-up trailer..." She groaned and then turned away from him violently and slammed her head on the door to the cage. Elliot winced slightly and saw her eyes pop open. She looked around, her eyes big like a scared animal, and saw the table and tray. She opened her mouth to scream but Elliot dove over to her and placed his hand over her mouth. She yelped in surprise but it did manage to stop her from screaming. "We're going to die, we're going to die..." She started whispering and a tear ran down her cheek.

"No one is going to die Krista, just try to stay calm." Elliot said to her, he knew he had to be the sane one in this situation. Krista moved his hand away from her mouth and then turned and grabbed the door on the cage and started to pull and shake it trying to get it to open, "Calm down, Krista...KRISTA!" He grabbed her and made her look into his eyes. She looked at him for a moment before bursting into sobs. He pulled her close and held her tightly.

"I don't want to die El, don't let them kill me." She sobbed into his chest keeping her eyes closed tightly. The door that was diagonal from the cage opened and in walked a rather attractive looking woman and man. They looked perfectly normal, like someone that Elliot and Olivia would meet in their day to day job but it was obvious that they were the owners of the house. The woman came over to the cage and got down and poked her finger in like she was trying to pet an animal.

"Don't play with the patients Liz." The guy said as he walked over to the sink and started to wash his hands. Elliot blinked a few times and Krista started crying louder and then she started screaming and she grabbed the finger of the woman, they now knew as Liz, and twisted it as hard as she could. Liz screamed and wrenched her hand away from Krista and backed up from the cage.

"Ow damn it!" She yelled and shook her hand out trying to get the pain to go away, "Lets play with her first." Elliot grabbed Krista and pulled her into him and stroked her hair trying to get her to calm down, after a moment she stopped screaming and buried her face in his chest again.

"What exactly are you planning to do to us?" Elliot said very calmly, he was getting ready to negotiate with them. Liz walked over to the sink and started to wash her hands as the man stepped to the side and started to dry his off with some paper towels. The man walked over to the cage and got down to look them over.

"Now tell me the truth, are there any more of you? Because I really don't want to have to deal with drugging any more people," The man said and looked at Krista, Krista opened her eyes and looked at him for a moment she was almost hyperventilating. He poked a finger into the cage and touched Krista's thigh. She squealed and pulled herself as far back as she could, one hand grabbing Elliot her nails digging into his arm.

"No we're here by ourselves, just a romantic trip to the beach for a few weeks." Elliot replied and wrapped his arm around Krista after carefully removing her hand from his arm. Krista whimpered and stared at the guy. Elliot knew that if he told them there were other people there then Olivia and Monica would be in trouble he only hoped that Krista would be smart enough to figure out that without him prompting her.

"Is this true?" He replied looking at Krista and not Elliot, a few tears spilled down Krista's cheeks and she nodded slightly. The man smiled and looked over to his friend, or girlfriend, or wife, Liz and nodded at her. Liz picked up some keys that were on the counter and walked over to cage after singling out one of the keys and got down to cage door and stuck it into the lock. "What's your name baby?" "Krista." She sniffled, Liz took a syringe out of her back pocket and handed it to the man. He took the top off with his teeth and spit it out, Liz continued to hold the cage door shut although the lock was off. Elliot was about three seconds away from kicking the door and knocking Liz out of the way but Krista was sitting on his legs making it impossible. Also he didn't know what was in the syringe that the strange man was holding and at the angle he was standing he could get it into Krista or him very fast. Liz opened the door to the cage and reached in, grabbing Krista by the hair and pulling her towards the door. Krista started screaming again and was literally dragged out of the cage by the top of her head. Once she was out of the cage Elliot made and lunged at the enterence to the cage. Before he could even get to the door the man injected Krista with whatever was in the needle. Krista screamed even louder and a few moments later she was completely passed out on the floor.

Liz elbowed Elliot in the face hard enough to break his nose, sending him falling back into the cage. The man laughed and watched Liz lock the cage back up. Elliot held his nose for a moment letting the blood fall onto his shirt. He glared at both of them but pulled off his shirt and pressed it against his nose trying to get the bleeding to stop even though it hurt like hell.

"How was that James? I've gotten better at it huh?" Liz said and then pulled Krista to her feet. Krista's eyes opened but they were extremely glazed and she wasn't able to focus on anything. James nodded and came over to her and helped move Krista over to the metal table that was in the center of room. "Sit on the bed first hun, then lay down."

"I want to go to sleep..." Krista whined her eyes constantly fluttering, threatening to cause her to fall asleep at any moment, "Let me go to sleep." She put her back to the table and sat down on it, she then swung her legs up onto the table and laid down and curled up into a little ball.

"No no, not like that." James said and he pulled her legs down and strapped them to the end of the table. She groaned and tried to curl up again and when she couldn't she started to cry, but very weakly, not like she had been crying before. Elliot was starting to get worried, whatever they had given her was strong and she wasn't about to fight them, she just wanted to lay down. James pushed her back onto the table and then used restraints to pin her arms to her side.

"What did you inject her with? What are you planning to do to her?" Elliot asked as he moved towards the door of the cage, still holding his shirt to his nose. James and Liz looked at him for a moment before looking back at each other. James picked up a scalple and placed it to Krista's arm, "No! STOP! What are you doing?"

James took the blade and with a quick and eerie prescision he sliced through the cloth of Krista's shirt and pulled it off leaving Krista only in her red lace bra. Krista started to shiver from the cold, it was airconditioned in there, Elliot was surprised the place had anything electricity considering that they were in the middle of nowhere.

"Teaching Liz here how to stitch wounds, just in case." James said nonchalantly and then dug the blade in deep and made about a 12 inch long cut from Krista's shoulder to her elbow. Krista's body went ridgid and a moment later she started to scream. She lifted her head and tried to focus her eyes but because of the drugs she couldn't. She twisted unnaturally, trying to get away, but she wasn't even thinking straight. The blood started to pour out and the cut looked to be about an inch or two deep, it would definitely need stitching.

"Just in case what!" He shouted at them and started to shake the door to the cage as hard as he could but all the bars in the joints had been welded together, there was no way he would be able to break the door off, "Leave her alone, practice on me!" He watched as Liz moved over to Krista's arm and started to stitch up the new wound without any kind of numbing agent. She just went to work with a needle and thread, Krista wouldn't stop screaming. "LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE!"

"Calm down," James snapped at him and picked up a syringe and headed towards the cage, "Or I'll give you twice the dose of demoral that I gave her." Elliot glared at him and watched Liz slowly stitch up the wound that he had made in her arm. He moved the shirt away from his nose, it had stopped bleeding thankfully, but he absolutely did not want to be drugged. He knew that he had to be completely sober in order to escape so he decided to calm himself down.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked again this time after taking a deep breath. James looked at him and walked towards the cage. Elliot could barely be heard over Krista's screaming, which was slowly dying down into pained gunts.

"Because we can." James replied, "It's fun to see blood and pain isn't that right Lizzie?" Lizzie looked up from her stitching and smiled and nodded excitedly. Elliot shook his head slightly and started to kick at the cage door again, "Stop it or you get drugged, just sit there and be quiet."

"Krista?" Elliot called ignoring James's request.

"El?" Krista squeaked out, her voice was now hoarse from screaming so much, "El help me!"

"I would if I could, just know that I'm here and I'm not leaving without you." Elliot called to her, James took another step towards the cage holding up the syringe so Elliot could see it, "Alright alright no more talking." He tossed his shirt to the side and folded his arms over his chest. James turned away from him and walked back to the table where Krista was wincing and whimpering. He glared at the two of them and shoved his hands into his pocket. He wasn't expecting to find anything useful but his left hand danced across two paperclips. With those he could probably pick the lock, it wasn't a terribly complicated lock either. The only problem was that his two captors were standing right there, he would have to wait for a more opportune time, and he didn't know how much longer he could watch them hurt Krista.