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- THE NIGHTMARES MISSION -

BY

WOLENCZAK2004

AND

AEWNAUR

- CHAPTER FOUR -

- ASK FOR HELP -

Secretary-General Mc Gath was working on his never ending pile of reports when his secretary interrupted him.

"Sir, President Bourn is on line one for you."

Mc Gath rolled his eyes, he couldn't stand speaking to Alexander Bourn. He sighed and turned the vid link on. 'Oh no, the man looks happy. That is never a good thing for me.'

"President Bourn, What can I do for you?" he asked politely. Sometimes he hated his job, anytime he had to be polite to Bourn was one of those times.

"It isn't something you can do for me but rather what can I do for you," responded Bourn.

"Hm, I'm not sure I understand," Mc Gath sighed, unsure if he wanted to understand anything Bourn had to say.

"Two days ago one of our research labs picked up a distress signal. It appears that I now have one, Captain Oliver Hudson," smirked the diplomat. Bourn reveled in the shocked look that crossed Mc Gath's face before being replaced by repressed anger. He could see the muscle in the man's jaw clinch reflexively. And he had a hard time not out right laughing when Mc Gath finally spoke.

Mc Gath was shocked. Oh shit, what had Hudson done now? What the hell was he doing in Macronesian waters? Was he injured? Where the hell was the Ensign he had ordered on the mission. And damn it all he couldn't even ask about Wolenczak without possibly damaging any plans. He would just have to wait and hope Hudson had some answers and that he would get a chance to speak to him soon.

"Has Captain Hudson been injured?" Mc Gath asked diplomatically, it was the best he could do under the circumstances. It didn't imply that the Macronesians would harm him but they both knew that is what he was really asking.

"Oh don't worry, your Captain is fine. I have order the shuttle repaired, as soon as that is finished he will be returned to UEO waters. We will inform you as soon as the repairs are done."

"Thank you for you help in this matter Mr. Bourn. I look forward to your next call. Have a good day," Mc Gath ground out through clinched teeth. He needed to end the call soon so Bourn didn't see him loose his temper. The image of Bourn's smirking face burned into his eyes as the other man cut the link.

He took a deep breath, his mind racing with the possibilities of what went wrong. Once he had calmed down he reached for the intercom again.

"Get the seaQuest on a secured link."

"Right away Sir," replied the disembodied voice of his secretary.

"Commander, Secretary-General Mc Gath is on the line. He is asking for Lucas," Lt. O'Neill said. He glanced up at Jonathan for a moment before turning back to his console and waiting for orders. This was one of those times he was glad to be a mere Lieutenant.

Jonathan sighed, "Put him on screen."

"Commander Ford, I asked for Ensign Wolenczak."

"I'm sorry Sir. Ensign Wolenczak is unavailable at this time."

"Where is he then?"

"I really don't know Sir. He and Captain Hudson left the seaQuest three days ago."

"Hudson went on the mission with Wolenczak. Is that what you are saying?" Mc Gath asked in a very controlled voice.

"Yes Sir," Ford resisted the temptation to hold his breath while waiting for the explosion he knew was coming.

"I'm going to court martial him," Mc Gath whispered almost under his breath. "What was he thinking, I ordered Wolenczak to go alone."

"I'm sorry Sir, the Captain said the mission was classified. He didn't give me any of the particulars, just that he and Lucas had to go."

"Damn it! Alright well, I have bad news for you Commander. Alexander Bourn just called. It seems that Captain Hudson's shuttle was 'rescued' and that as soon as the shuttle is repaired he will be returned to you."

"What about Lucas?" Commander Ford momentarily forgot who he was speaking to.

"Wolenczak was not mentioned."

Jonathan felt the blood drain from his face at the thought of Lucas in the hands of a madman like Bourn. "You didn't ask?" He felt foolish as soon as the words left his mouth, he had been in the military long enough to know that you didn't give up any information unnecessarily.

"I'm sorry Sir," Jonathan sighed in embarrassment under Mc Gaths scathing gaze. "What do you want us to do, Sir?"

"We wait, what else. Bourn said the shuttle was being repaired and Hudson would be returned as soon as it is ready. For now, head towards Macro territory but hold position in UEO controlled waters," Mc Gath sighed and shook his head at foolish Captains and desperate situations. He cut the communication before he gave into the desire to just take back his captain and ensign.

Jonathan looked around the bridge and saw his own fears reflected on the faces of the crew. Now more than ever he was glad for his military training. He ruthlessly suppressed his own desire to give in to the fear and gave the orders.

"You heard the man. Plot a course to Macronesia."

Oliver Hudson spent the next two days alone in his cell. Bourn had not shown his face after the last talk they had. He couldn't stop thinking about the boy. After the way Bourn talked about Lucas, Oliver is sure that Bourn was insane and obsessed with the kid. But right now he couldn't do anything to save the young man. The guards had not hurt him, they gave him food, drink and let him take shower one time each day. So all he could do was pace and worry for his Ensign.

Bourn walked towards Lucas's room lost in thought. The last few days had been great, the boy had tried to fight him but with the drugs in his system they were token protests at best. His guards were taking good care of his Pretty One, making sure he was eating and bathing and such. Yes he was going to make sure that his Pretty One wanted for nothing.

Bourn laughed when he remembered the kids expression when he had told him the UEO had made a deal for the Captain but had left him here to rot. Oh, the boy had been devastated. Soon though, he would learn to appreciate his new circumstance and stop fighting him. Every day the boy broke a little more.

Lucas sat on the sofa with a blanket clutched around him tightly. Bourn had taken his cloths, probably so he wouldn't run away even if he managed to get the door open. He cringed as the door opened and Bourn walked in.

"Hello, my love, and how are we today?" Bourn asked.

"Leave me alone. Please, just leave me alone," Lucas sobbed brokenly and flinched away from the man.

"I thought we would have dinner together tonight," Bourn smirked as the Pretty One shifted beside him. "But for now I think I want to take my dessert."

"no no no no," Lucas began rocking back and forth. This just couldn't be happening to him. He slowly put his mind deep in thought and let the world drift away. Math equations worked best, but he also had another Stinger designed and schematics to another multi-translator. As his mind drifted he didn't feel his body being lifted or dropped back onto the bed.

Four days later Hudson was finally released from his cell and taken to the docking bay. Hudson followed the guards slowly, but, couldn't stop his mind to think about is young Ensign. He had no idea were the boy was. Knowing that he was leaving Lucas behind was eating away at his soul.

As he waited to board the shuttle he overheard two of the workers talking. Their off handed comments about Bourns new fuck toy made Hudson sick, somehow he just knew they were talking about Lucas. His fury and determination to get the boy returned just grew as they talked on.

Finally he was onboard his own shuttle. He took off at top speed and made his way to UEO waters, as soon as his escort turned back he signaled the seaQuest.

"SeaQuest this is Captain Hudson. Respond."

"Captain this is the seaQuest. It's good to hear from you, Sir," Commander Ford responded.

"I just picked up your position, I'll be docking in three minutes. Gather the senior staff and meet me in the wardroom."

"Aye aye Sir. SeaQuest out."

Lieutenant Brody was waiting for him when he docked. The security officer saluted and fell in behind him as he made his way to the meeting. His stomach churned with the knowledge of what he was about to have to tell the rest of the ship. He knew the senior staff thought of each other as family and Lucas especially as their younger brother. This was going to be one of the hardest debriefs he had ever had to have.

Lucas groaned as he sat up in bed, every fiber of his being hated Alexander Bourn. The man had a hard day; he came and took it out on Lucas, beating him until he passed out. The man had a good day: he came in and fucked Lucas raw, most of the time he was able to escape into his own mind but not always. The drugs they were giving him sometimes helped his mind drift but then he couldn't fight and he desperately needed to fight. Even if it was only to prove something to himself.

One of the guards opened the door to let the servant in. He held a tray in his hands; food and his pain killer. It was always the same young man, he seemed friendly and always attempted to talk with Lucas.

"Hey, I have your pill and your food. You feel like eating today?"

"Yeah, thanks," Lucas whispered through cracked lips.

"You look like hell kid," the young man spoke softly just in case anyone was listening.

Lucas snorted. "What do you expect? The bastard uses me like a punching bag for stress relief, not to mention what he does when he is in a good mood. You can't actually think I 'want' to be here," he grabbed his rib. He let the tears fall down his cheeks without wiping at them, he just had no more will left to hide them. "he is a sick man who hurts me for the fun of it. Because he like it."

"I'm sorry," the young man whispered. He knew the other boy was a prisoner. He instantly felt guilty for his thoughtless remark.

"No, It's ok. I know you didn't mean any thing by it. But please, is there anything you can do? Can you help me get out of here?"

"I… I can't. I'm sorry but I can't help you. It's too dangerous," he hissed back at Lucas.

"Please!" Lucas begged.

"Listen, he would kill me if he knew I was talking about it. You aren't' the only prisoner here you know," he whispered back furiously.

Lucas lashed out in frustration, hitting the tray of food and splattering it all over the floor. The servant gave him a shocked hurt look and just turned around and left. He knew if he didn't clean up the mess and Bourn saw it he would have Lucas beaten again but he still didn't stop until he reached the kitchen. Let the prisoner fend for himself then, if that is what the boy wanted. He would learn eventually, they all did.

Lucas curled up on the bed and cried. The UEO had left him to this fate. The Captain had been released though and that was his only hope. He felt so alone and broken. The last seven days had been pure Hell, and he knew that even if he got out tonight his life was irrevocably changed. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out, how much longer he could continue to fight. Being beaten and raped was breaking not only his spirit but he felt like his soul was shattering. Tiny pieces of himself getting lost every time the man took him. His only remaining hope was that the Captain had not deserted him completely. That somewhere the crew; his family, was looking for him. He just had to remain strong enough to give them the time they needed. He had to hold on to that thought. He cried silently.

"Please Captain, please find me. Help me, please," Lucas whispered between the sobs

T.B.C.