Before I start, did anyone else see Paul O'Grady's xmas panto? Bloody hilarious with Lisa as Peter Pan and Scott as Michael with his little teddy bear and hair up lmao. I taped it and bloody glad I did!

Oh and btw Laura t'is christmas holiday since it's nearly christmas, doy!

Now back to the serious drabble ...

Phil solemnly added the sickening website to his favourites. He walked down to the DCI's office sadly.

"Guv, a new website has been made and there's some sickening footage." Phil told him.

"Like what?" Jack asked.

"Well Sam sleeping, Sam working and most recently her tied up, gagged and stripped down to her … her undergarments." Phil stuttered the last part.

"Oh" Jack sighed. "We need to find the three of them, this is getting out of hand. Who knows what Hugh's capable of? Nothing? Everything?"

"You mean rape?" Phil asked. "Murder?"


Sam had been left alone for the past night, Hugh had let her cover herself up the night before in her clothes before leaving her alone. She'd sat, she'd cried, she'd slept, but mostly she'd been afraid.

She was even shaking now, on the cold floor. The door opened and Hugh walked over to her, leering over her. He sat down beside and slipped an arm round her. She stayed, too scared to move in case he hurt her.

"Your workmates aren't making much of an effort. Apparently they're not even bothering. But it's because of you, you kept pushing them, banging on about how Abi had been abducted that now you're gone they don't care. They don't want you anymore. They've even stopped Abs' abduction case. Without you, who's there to make sure it keeps going?" Hugh asked. "Who's there to make sure you and her are safe?"

Sam opened her mouth then squeezed it tight.

Hugh sighed. "Phil? Phil Hunter doesn't care, I saw a woman the night before last, and then a different one last night. Laughing and joking no care in the world. Did you really think he loved you? Cared about you? No one really cares about you, not anymore."

Hugh got the right effect as Sam started sobbing, he was right wasn't he? Abi hated her. Phil was with another woman. No one missed her. Hugh's attitude changed, his body softened and his arm pulled her tighter. He kissed the top of her head.

"But you don't need them, any of them. Because when I say no one I mean no one outside this room. I care about you. So much that it hurts me to see you cry. It hurts me to see the way they treat you. It hurts me when I see you in a meaningless relationship. Pretending to care, pretending to love. Because I don't think you've ever really cared about someone, but do you care about me? Because I care about you. I long to be the person to tell you it's alright, you're alright. Do you long me to tell you you're alright?" Hugh asked in a whisper.

Broken, in heart and spirit, Sam nodded still weeping. Hugh smiled softly at her, he wiped her eyes.

"Because of the way they've treated you I think we should get them back. Really they must have worried a tiny bit, but they didn't worry enough, so we'll let them find you. Give them back to you just so you can be snatched away again. Ok?"

Sam nodded again and Hugh kissed her forehead softly. As he did so, she shut her eyes feeling 'safe'. Hugh took an injection out of his pocket, quickly out the tip on and injected her.

"Don't worry Sammy, just sleep for now darling."


Phil kept going back to the website, he wasn't proud of himself looking at it but he had to. Just to see if there was any updates. After the fifteenth time he was going to give up when something new did flash up at him.

An old and familiar surrounding

Phil clicked on the link and a picture popped up, Sam and Abi both bound to chairs with the same type of rope Abi had been tied up with before. They were in a dark room, a window to the side of them, neither were awake though. Both of their heads lolled and Phil wondered, Phil hoped, were they alive?

He looked at the background but didn't know the surrounding. Familiar, to who? Him? Sam?

He got other opinions from Ramini, the new DC Jo Masters although he didn't expect her to be helpful, DC Ken Drummond walked over munching on a bag of walkers salt and vingar crisps and looked. He squinted at the picture.

"I know that." he said putting the now empty crisp packet in the bin.

"You sure?" Phil asked, anxious.

"Yea, I haven't been there before but I've seen a picture. Actually I think it's in Samantha's draw." Ken said walking over, he rummaged through and picked out the photo. He flipped it over and read. "Kitson's next door neighbours house, attic." Then in different ink because it had been written on more recently. "Unattended, owner died of old age!"

Phil jumped up. Him, Ken out of CID and down towards Jack's office. Jack wasn't there so they burst into Superintendent Adam Okaro's office where DI Neil Manson also was.

"Why would Sam have that in her desk?" Neil asked as they then made there way to find as many unused officers as possible.

"She was writing a book about the Serial Killer case and Kitson's mind." Phil filled him in as more officers joined them going down towards the yard.

They all filed into cars and drove to the neighbours house at haste. Determined to find both Abi and Sam alive and well. In Phil's mind; especially Sam.

Ta Vikki for bettering, please review everyone!