EIGHTEEN
Sam woke up to find three men standing in the room she was held in, all looking at her with the same expression on there faces. Jack entered the room behind them, nodding to the man closest to her. She cringed knowing what he was about to do, attempting to hold herself tight together and not allow him to hurt her again.
After a few attempts at parting her legs he punched her. The punch didn't hurt her, nothing could anymore.
"Nothing from my end." Kelly said into the mic, watching a side door to the warehouse.
"There's a light through the window above my door." Michael whispered.
"Take it easy, we don't want them to know we're here." Vivian sighed, standing amongst a group of team members, heavily geared up. "Danny what's going on your end?"
"Nothing yet, but I thought I heard something before." Danny was on the opposite end to Vivian of the huge warehouse, also with a group of team members.
"How long until SWAT arrives?" Kelly sighed. They had been standing around the warehouse for close to an hour, and as the minutes went by it become more and more doubtful they would show up.
"Soon." Vivian responded hearing the frustration from Kelly. She looked around and saw the large van pulling up, letting all the personnel within the vehicle out and move into their positions.
"Okay, we go in on 5, 4," Vivian heard the team leader through the mic, raising her gun and slowly with the group headed for the doors. "3, 2, 1" There was the sound of doors being kicked down and shouts of 'FBI FREEZE' filling the building.
As team members kept various suspects at bay, other members searched throughout the building, searching for Martin, Sam and the Toland's.
Danny kicked down a door to a black room, holding his torch to see his surroundings were filled with two men and another lying on the floor. Realizing that the man on the floor was Martin he shot both men, one in the chest and one in the thigh as he moved. He kicked the guns away from the two men so they couldn't reach him and rushed to Martin.
"Martin, Martin, man come on wake up." He draped his jacket over Martin. "I need a medic, black room up the back, get in here now."
He stood up, saw the man who had a bullet in his thigh, kicking him, knocking him unconscious.
"Danny?" He heard Martin mumble, he was obviously pretty out of it.
Kelly snuck her way along a wall when she heard the click of a hammer close. She stopped, allowing her senses to tell her where the man was. Slowly, and making as little sound as possible, she snuck her way along the wall, turning to find she was staring down a gun barrel.
The shot echoed around the warehouse, more men entering the building as the team continued searching.
"Where did that shot come from?" Vivian shouted into her mic. The room she was standing in was filled with team members pointing guns at suspects.
"I don't know but I just heard a door close, I'm checking it out." Michael responded, holding his flashlight in front of him. When he turned the corner, the sight he saw made him freeze.
Kelly was lying on the floor not moving, in a pool of blood. "Shit, Kelly." He shouted, racing up to her to check if she had a pulse. "Kelly's dead." He mumbled when he couldn't feel one, rolling her over to find a bullet hole between her eyes. 'At least she didn't feel it' he thought to himself.
"I found Martin, he's okay, just, I think." Danny's check-in brought the raid up to a lighter mood.
"Good, now let's find Samantha." Vivian sighed, moving forward in the warehouse with a team on hot pursuit.
Vivian knocked down a door to find three men standing around watching as another raped Samantha. "FBI FREEZE" She shouted holding her gun up to each one as five other team members entered the room.
One man raised a gun to Viv, but she quickly raised her gun to him, shooting him in the arm and causing him to drop the gun as a team member cuffed him and lead him out.
"This is not over!" He shouted as he was being led away.
The man who had been raping Sam, stood with his arms raised. "I should shoot you, but then that would mean you wouldn't get to rot in pieces for attacking a Federal Agent." She sighed, as a team leader lead him out.
Sam looked like a wreck. She had more cuts and abrasions over her face, her body was a mixture of colours from all the beatings, and she was whimpering.
"Samantha." Vivian kneeled down beside her, placing a hand on her head. Sam ducked away from the touch.
"You're going to be okay now. Martin's already outside being examined." Vivian soothed, removing her jacket and draping it over Sam.
Sam continued to tremble and shake violently, before crying non-stop. "I won't be okay. What they've done to me, don't say I'm going to be okay now when you don't know what I've been though." She shouted.
"I need a medic now." Vivian said into her mic.
Flashback
Sam was sitting in Lisa Harris's office, wondering what on earth she had done to wind up in this situation. She hadn't done anything wrong, she hadn't been injured, well apart for dropping a vase on her hand and that in itself she really didn't want to go into because she honestly had no idea how she managed to do it.
"I'm so sorry I'm late Samantha." Lisa rushed into her office, dropping her briefcase beside her desk. "Subpoena's, hate them." She said quietly, smiling weakly.
"No, you shouldn't be apologizing, I should be." Sam started. "I haven't done anything wrong, broken no protocols, haven't been injured or been in a mentally straining situation, and yet I've been ordered to come and speak with you."
"Oh, yeah that." Sam looked at Lisa confused. "Every so often, the upper circle likes to do psyche profiles on its agents just to see how they would handle themselves in certain situations. I've been ordered to offer these tests to everyone in this building." Lisa sighed, grabbing a file from the cabinet behind her desk and sitting on the chair opposite Sam.
"Everyone." Sam breathed gaping.
"Yeah. But I should be more specific, there are three Federal Psychiatrists going around the Bureau to help out people like me. We worked out who we would do by simply picking names out of a hat, at least to a point." The woman laughed weakly.
The questions were relatively easy, on a scale of 1-10 how hard could you feel you heart beating in strenuous situations, those types of questions. Until she came to the, if you were taken hostage, how would you react when you were saved?
"Um well I guess it depends on how I was treated." Sam began, squinting her eyes thinking.
"Okay, well let's say that you were beaten to the point that they broke you." Lisa shrugged.
"Okay well in that case, I guess it would depend on whether I was rescued or if I escaped. If I was rescued, I would probably find it easier to get back on my feet." She shrugged thinking.
End Flashback
"Viv, we got him. We got Jack." Danny's voice came through her mic.
"You hear that Sam?" Vivian asked Sam. "We have Jack, and he can never hurt you again." Once again she rested a hand gently on Sam's back; this time she didn't shy away, but she still trembled.
"Come on, let's get you outside." Vivian stood, helping Sam reluctantly to her feet.
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