Sam was lying on the floor, looking up at Cooper. He had woken up and grabbed her from behind just as she was about to tell Phil where she was. He had grabbed the phone off her and thrown it out the window then pushed her to the floor. She lay there, slightly dazed, looking up at him...fear gripping her and rooting her to the spot. Her eyes grew wider with every step closer he took. She was visibly trembling now, he was directly above her with a wild look on his face.

"That was a very bad move Samantha. You'll pay for that one."

Sam knew what was coming next.

Back in Sunhill, Phil was standing in the D.C.I's office recounting his and Sams conversation word for word.

"Right" said Jack when Phil had finished speaking. "I'll get a trace on the call but don't get your hopes up Phil. If Cooper caught her with the phone he probably dragged her off somewhere else."

"He might not have caught her" Phil said hopefully. "Maybe the battery ran out or maybe it ran out of credit or..." he trailed away until he was barely whispering. He didn't believe what he was saying. He knew the most likely scenario was that Cooper had caught her talking to him and wrestled the phone off her before she revealed their whereabouts.

He turned to the exit when Jack called him back.

"Oh, Phil"

"Yes guv?"

"We got the forensics results back from the car. They found traces of Sams hair in the boot and uniform have been unable to track Martin Cooper down. It seems definate that he has her. I want you to organise a search of the street the car was parked in. They must be nearby. I can't see him driving only one street away from Sams house only to park the car and drag her off somewhere else."

"Guv" Phil said as he left the room.

"Did you really think you could escape that easily?" Cooper sneered as Sam. "I told you your not going back to them and you just made a huge mistake." he said as he grabbed her by the back of her neck and dragged her to her feet. He tore her coat off her shoulders, threw it on the floor and started roughly unbuttoning her blouse.

He was deaf to her pleas as he undressed her. Getting frustrated, he ripped the buttons off and threw her shirt away then pushed her back onto the boxes.

She recoiled as he touched her, now trying to unzip her trousers...he was going to rape her. She knew this was coming all along. He had raped at least two other women before. Now, she knew it was her turn.

The tears fell from her eyes as she struggled to push him away, he was still fiddling with the zip. "Any minute now" she thought to herself as he finally got the zip down. He looked down at her with a manic glint in his eyes.

"And now Samantha, you will get whats coming to you"

Phil and a lot of uniformed officers entered the street from the opposite end and started banging on doors and searching buildings, looking in garages, sheds, even behind trees and in bushes. They slowly made their way down the street, searching each house top to bottom. Phil was getting desperate. He tried to keep images out of his head of what he might be doing to her just now. If he had caught her on the phone he could be doing anything to punish her. Beating her, raping her, torturing her...murdering her...he thought with a shudder. He tried not to think what she might look like when they found her. "She might even be dead now" he thought with a sickening jolt.

Back in the attic, Cooper was standing by the window, pale and scared looking. Sam was sat in the corner, relief washing over her. Just as he had been about to force himself on her, the officers had started banging on doors and shouting on people to open up. Cooper had pulled away from her and left her semi-naked in the corner while he stood by the window watching the officers progress slowly towards them, wondering what the hell he was going to do now. They were coming closer with every second and he knew he had only minutes to think of a plan.

Sam scrambled back into her clothes and sat in the corner...watching...waiting for someone to find her. She couldn't help but smile as she remembered her dream in which Phil was so brave and muscly and had come barging into the attic without a thought for his own safety, his only concern being Sams wellfare. She wondered if he would do that for real.

Cooper turned suddenly, grabbed Sam by her collar and hauled her to her feet. She let out a cry of pain as he handcuffed her hands tightly behind her back, the metal was digging into her already bruised and burned wrists making them more painful than ever. He turned her round and pushed her down the ladder. She clamboured down with difficulty: it was hard with no hands. She was dragged down the stairs and into the hall.

Phil walked briskly up the garden path and banged on the door while yelling for someone to open up. Sams heart leapt and she felt very comforted at the sound of Phils voice. Some of her pain seemed to ebb away. Cooper left her standing there in the hall while he turned into the kitchen.

There was a huge crash and Sam screamed. The door flew open to reveal Phil and Honey standing on the steps, asps at the ready, shocked at the sight of her covered in dried blood.

"Sam" Phil whispered as he dropped his asp and ran towards her, ready to enfold her in his arms.

"Back off. Stay away from her" came a voice from the kitchen. Phil stopped...feet from Sam who looked numb.

Cooper emerged holding a gun which he pointed directly at Sams head.

"Let me past or I'll shoot her."

Phil had no choice but to stand aside.

"Keys" Cooper said to him, his hand outstretched. Phil dropped his car keys into it while tears welled up in his eyes.

He felt so helpless as he watched Cooper drag Sam out of the house and throw her into the back of his car. A tear rolled down his cheek as she disappeared round the corner.

She was once again at Coopers mercy...