Thursday morning was just as hot as the day before. Gibbs had stayed up all night with Abby, searching for the motel that she had identified as being somewhere in Silver Springs, Maryland. Unfortunately, there were several motels in Silver Springs, and they all looked the same. Then there was also the fact that Silver Springs was a big town. There was a lot of places to check out.

"How many have we got to go, Abbs?" Gibbs asked.

"Too many. There are still twelve motels on the list," answered Abby. "At this rate, we'll be here all day. And we don't know how long Tony has left."

"We'll get through this. We'll find Tony."

"I know. I don't want to lose him like I lost Kate and Ziva."

"We won't lose him." Gibbs really hoped he was right about that.


It was almost lunch time when Jamie and Thomas came in for the first time on Thursday. Tony had welcomed the extra time, searching for an escape, and for a way to get the leather off his wrists, but he knew that something was wrong.

"She's going to ruin everything," Jamie said to his brother.

"If he keeps quiet, it'll be fine. Don't worry so much baby brother," said Thomas. He turned to Tony. "Strip and come here."

Tony did what he was told. He walked over and stood in front of Thomas and Jamie. He watched as Thomas pulled a bag of sex toys out. He dumped them on the bed before going back to Tony.

"You know, he's pretty good looking. Even with all the bruises and burns, he looks good," said Thomas as he admired Tony's penis. "He's not too big but not too small either."

"He's getting good with the routine too," said Jamie, moving closer and rubbing his fingers along Tony's penis.

"So he should be by now." Turning back to Tony, he said, "go dress yourself again. We aren't working today."

Tony got dressed as Thomas left. Jamie disappeared into the bathroom for a while, so Tony took the time to look at the toys on the bed.


Jamie hadn't left yet and Thomas hadn't returned. Tony was sitting on the bed, watching Jamie get undressed.

"Your turn. Strip and then lay on your stomach on the bed," said Jamie as he came over to Tony.

Tony undressed and laid down. He couldn't see what was happening, but he could feel Jamie sit on his legs. He felt Jamie's hands on his backside again, pulling his cheeks away from each other. Then he felt Jamie's penis slide inside his anus, and Tony had to bite his tongue to keep himself from screaming out. He felt Jamie sliding in and out of him, could hear the man panting as he continued to rape Tony. Jamie's hand slid underneath Tony's body and made its way over to his penis. He could feel the hand wrap around him and squeeze hard, causing pain. When it was finally over, Tony got up. He could see Jamie waiting at the bathroom door, dressed again, and knew it was shower time.

Once he was in the shower, Tony felt cold water on his body, quickly followed by soap. Jamie's hands stopped at his backside, the right one sliding to the middle of Tony's backside while the left hand moved around to his penis, this time sliding from between his legs to the front. He felt Jamie grasp his penis and start pulling it while his fingers entered Tony's anus again. He had the feeling that this was going to last longer than any other day, so he held his breath and closed his eyes.

"Cop, I want you to open your eyes. I want you to look and see me doing this."

Tony did as he was told. The hand on his penis was getting tighter and had begun to shake him. The fingers inside him were moving slowly, tickling him. He could feel his body start to relax, and prayed that he would hold out just a little longer.

"Are you having fun?" Jamie asked.

Tony didn't answer. He was hurting all over, but he didn't dare say anything. He just stayed still until Jamie was done. He felt cold water hitting him again as the soap washed off.

"Done. Go to bed. You have work to do tomorrow."

Tony climbed out and disappeared into the other room.


Gibbs and Abby had narrowed down the motels to four by the end of the day. They were sending out a team of FBI agents to the first two at daybreak, but they weren't optimistic. Nothing had done what they were hoping would be done that day. They hadn't heard anything from the kidnappers and no other videos had come through. They didn't know if Tony was still alive at that point, but they were hoping they would find their missing friend.

Friday morning was cooler than the previous day, and the FBI teams were about to raid the two motels. The first one was pretty much empty, and the team was done in less than an hour. The second one took three hours to clear, but it was also empty.

"We've got nothing," said the team leader to Fornell. "Tell him we're sorry. If you give us the next one, we'll check it out too."

"Will do. I'll get back to you." Fornell ended the call, dreading telling Gibbs more bad news.


Tony was already undressed when Jamie and Thomas entered the room. Thomas had made it clear that morning that Tony was stay undressed until his work was done. Unsure of what that was at the time, Tony had quickly figured it out. Thomas was also naked, and he had made it clear that it was Tony's turn to be on top. Then, as if to solidify the thought in his head, Jamie had come over and grabbed Tony's penis, playing with it as his right hand slid between Tony's butt cheeks and entered his anus. The assault had lasted almost ten minutes, the longest one yet.

"I'm not doing it!" said Tony.

"If you don't, you'll pay."

"I don't care. I'm not having sex with you!"

Thomas shrugged. He dressed himself and grabbed a hot poker from the kitchenette. "Have it your way then." And he started hitting Tony.