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"Fuck." He growled, "Kirsten, leave your phone here." He said, and took his out as well, throwing it the ground.
Jules murmured something incoherent, and then the darkness that had been lining the edges of her vision, completely consumed her…
"We're leaving."
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Chapter 6:
The Team
The team listened, tense and nervous to the struggle on the other end of the line. Sam stared straight head, listening closely.
"Careful Jules…" He said quietly, more to himself than anyone else.
Then they heard a gasp and the struggle stopped, and the sound of a body hiting the ground sounded.
"Jules? Jules?!" Sam said, but she didn't reply.
What did you give her? They heard a strangled voice on the other line.
It's a sedative.
Sam breathed out a sigh of relief, although Jules was far from safe, they knew that she wasn't in any lethal danger.
Shit. Fuck. A male voice rasped, Phone.
Fuck. The unharmed man growled, Kirsten, leave your phone here. We're leaving.
"They must have found the other phone." Wordy said.
"Is the tracker still working, Spike?" Sarge asked.
"It's still up, Boss."
Jack, get the girl. Take her out to the van. The woman ordered.
What about me? The other man wheezed. No, no, NO!
BANG. A gun went off, and it was silent for a few seconds,
Let's get out of here. She snarled.
"We need to stop, until we know for sure which way they'll be heading. We don't want to run the risk of them spotting us, we'll wait till they're about a mile away from us before we decide to tail them."
"Copy." Came an array of voices, and they pulled over to wait.
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Jules
It was like being lost. Lost in darkness, she couldn't see. She couldn't move. All she could do was listen. She was helpless, one of her worst fears. Of course…she was just like any other human being, she wasn't made of steel. But, she'd always refused to ever let something like that show through when it came to being around others. The only person that really saw all aspects of her was…Sam. And even then, he had to fight it out of her sometimes.
Sam…
A pang of fear and pain hit her once more, and she tried to think of something, anything to distract her so she could get back into her right mind and focus better. She focused on the time when she'd refused to tell him what was wrong and he'd, quite literally pinned her to the ground and practically interrogated her until she gave in.
She was shaken from the memory when she began to gain back some of her consciousness. She felt like her brain was beating against the inside of her skull, and it probably didn't help that she was being shaken. Shaken? That didn't make sense…she recalled the woman saying, 'take her to the van.' So, maybe that's where they were, and apparently on rough terrain. Jules opened her eyes and closed them as she got her bearings now that she was more aware. The male was beside her. The female was driving. But, where was the other man?
They must have left him… She thought. It wasn't unheard of in crimes like this.
She tried to move only to find that her hands were cuffed above her. She couldn't much more than that, still feeling weak from the sedative they had pumped into her.
"She's waking up." The man said.
Jules opened her eyes, there was no point in keeping them closed now. The van came to an abrupt help and she gasped as her head throbbed painfully. The woman crawled into the back with them,
Jules watched and cringed as the man pulled out a small package and took out a syringe and vial. She opened her mouth to say something, but the woman cut her off.
"Don't even try." She said, and ripped a piece of duct tape from the roll. "I know how you pieces of shit like to try and talk yourselves out of these kinds of things."
Jules didn't bother to say something, not wanting to agitate the woman more as she taped her mouth closed forcefully. She closed her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to look anywhere but towards the syringe she knew was coming.
Oh God guys, please hurry. She thought miserably,
"It's ready."
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ooh, cliffie ;) Don't fret, more to come, soon!
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