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Chapter Two ~ Confrontation

Finally Aaron managed to open his heavy eyes. After blinking several times to adjust to the bright lighting, he looked around his new surroundings. When his eyes finally focused completely he got a good look at: the four white walls and a rusty old metal door, which had a small single window attached to it. That, and the bed in which he was laying on, was all that was in the small, square room. Aaron sighed in frustration at the situation he had landed himself in. He sat upright and went to bounce off the bed when something cut into his left wrist. Hissing from the sting, Aaron took a closer look at what was restraining him. A small cut had appeared on his flesh underneath a handcuff that had caused it. "What the.." Aaron wondered. He was bound to the bed, and the only way out of the cuffs was either with a key, or a paper clip. Aaron had neither. He sat back down on the bed, with his back leaning against the wall, while he tried to figure out how he got here. He remembers that he was shot, and sent flying into the river. He then had a struggle to get to shore. The last bit he remembers is when he collapsed on the river bank. Aaron's eyes quickly darted to his gun shot wound. It had been bandaged up, but not very well. Luckily for him, it only made a flesh wound, but it still had been enough to knock him backwards, and almost to his death... He had been trying to get to Marta because...

MARTA! Aaron suddenly thought. He recalled how the enemy 'had' her! Thinking about it all, his heart sank at the realisation that she was most probably dead. She had been his only reason for living in this pathetic world, and now she's gone, and it was all his fault. He'd dropped his guard, allowed those thugs to find them. It had been a few weeks since the CIA had been on their trail, he thought they had lost them, but he had been very wrong, and she paid the price.

The sudden sound of a bolt being moved echoed around the small room. Aaron tensed and looked to the door. On cue the metal door slowly opened and a figure appeared. All of Aaron's questions where answered at once. He got himself ready for a struggle, or better still, got ready for his death. The man came in along with two other guys, who took up most of the room. Seeing Aaron's eyes on the open door, it was closed. The guy in front smirked at Aaron and began to speak. "It's been awhile outcome 5!-"

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Marta managed to open her eyes, after her unwanted forced sleep. Her first thought was Aaron... Scanning the small dirty room, she saw no sight of him. Which was as good as it was bad. Good because that meant he was probably safe, but bad because right now she wanted to hug him, to be near him... Pushing him from her mind for a second she concentrated on looking at the room again. It wasn't all that big, and the only thing in the room was a chair. A chair that she was tied to, by her wrists and ankles. Even though she knew it was hopeless she struggled against it. The chair lifted off the floor several times but still she couldn't get free. Scooting back into the middle of the room had been a mistake, as the chair squeaked loudly. Shortly after the door to her 'cell' opened.

Any hope for her escape vanished in a blink of an eye. She looked to her capture with disbelief, he was meant to be dead, and yet here he stood before her. Seeing her confused face made his smile turn into a grin. Pulling up another chair he sat before her, just watching. She knew that this was the end for her, but there was one thing she didn't understand. Why was she still alive? Was he so sick that he wanted to hear her screams as she died? While he just grinned looking her over, Marta was debating whether or not to ask him her question. She was scared to, worried that if he answered it the way she thought he'd either kill her or something else, either way her heart would be broken. Even now her heart was breaking, she just couldn't take it any longer, so taking in a deep breath she calmed herself and asked. "Where's Aaron?" The guy croaked his head to the side slightly like a confused puppy. Marta hoped that he understood English, because if not, this was going to be a long day/night. She had wanted her voice to come out strong and demanding, but instead it was barely a whisper. The guy smirked a bit, but still said nothing. Marta scrambled inside her brain trying to think of another way to put the sentence as it seemed she hadn't asked the right question. Only then would he answer.

Finally she found a way to reword it, but she wasn't liking where this was going. "What have you done to Aaron?" Again her voice came out as a whisper, not from fear though this time, this time it was because she was trying to stop the tears that where stinging her eyes. She literally stopped breathing as the agonizing seconds pasted before they decided to answer. She hadn't even noticed the other guy behind the one before her, until he spoke. "My pal shot him." He chuckled like it was all a game, it made Marta feel sick to hear those words. She waited for him to continue. To either brag how his friend had killed Aaron, or moan at how he'd managed to survive and get away. But again they didn't say anything just kept smirking at her, waiting for her to ask another question. She was still in shock, still hadn't taken it all in. "No..." Was all she could manage at this point as a few tears rolled down her cheek. Silence engulfed them once again.

"Where is he?" She asked breaking the silence. They both looked to one another like asking each other for permission to answer her question. Finally the guy in front of her nodded and he began to answer her. "Dead, most likely at the bottom of the river." He smirked. "No... No...You're lying!" She couldn't help but burst into tears. Bowing her head down she let them all free fall to the ground. "He's alive ok." The guy groaned making her snap her head up to listen again. Hope sparked inside her once again. "If he is somehow alive then he will come looking for you. And that is why you're here." The guy at the back answered and then chuckled at her confused look. "Why do you need.." She trailed off answering her own question. She was the 'bait'. The guy before her leaned in closer so that she could actually feel his breath on her cheek. "Once he gets here, I'm going to make him suffer for what happened that day, along with you." He growled. Now Marta knew why Aaron had been so worried when he saw him before. With that said they both left the room, leaving Marta to deal with this new information. She was the thing that would get Aaron killed. He was very skilled and seemed almost untouchable and yet he's downfall would be a helpless women... Marta silently prayed hoping that somehow Aaron would hear.

Aaron,
I love you more than you know. But please I'm begging you to stay away. Live out your life and forget about me. I don't blame you for anything. If it wasn't for you I would of died a long time ago, so I thank you for that. I love you. Marta.

God,
Please hear my pray. Protect Aaron. Make him take the right path I beg of you. He doesn't deserve any of this, please!

Her tears came back and this time didn't want to stop. As Marta suddenly had a feeling that she might not ever see Aaron ever again. In a way she was glad but she knew that even though she wanted to protect him like he has her, she wanted to hold him for one last time...
LARX #3 was back and this was bad news for the both of them. She had been curious to know more about this guy but Aaron would only tell her his name. But he did say one more thing. Marta if you ever see him again, run... just run! She replayed the sound of this voice over and over again in his head, as if he was there whispering in her ear. Eventually she cried herself to sleep with Aaron's voice as a lullaby.

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