We're coming to the end of Connor's kidnapping. This is the second last chapter hope you like it.

One Month Later Part II

Connor Temple:Connor was worried; he was worried for Becker and Abbey. It had been over a month since he had last seen his new girlfriend and friend's face. Becker had tried to rescue him from the little room in Helen's house but they were caught and that was the last Connor saw of him. Connor was shoved back into his room and a manacle attaching his leg to the bed post. He'd watched his best friend being taken away and being able to do nothing about it.

Lying in bed thinking of that night the young genius fell into sleep. Helen ran over to Connor flung an arm under his arms and helped him off the cold floor. 'You alright mate?' she asked.

Connor didn't know what to say. This wasn't Helen. She saw Connor's surprised face and said 'Oh right yea'. She pressed a button on the watch on her wrist and changed into

'Becker!'

'Temple'. The soldier smiled leading his friend to the door. 'I robbed the watch off one of my captors.'

'And you shall be punished,' came the real Helen's voice walking towards them.

The two men looked up stunned. This hadn't been expected in Becker's plan at all. Becker panicked retreating slowly he accidently stood on Connor's foot. 'Damn it,'he swore loudly apologising to his friend beside him, who didn't seem to notice anything as he was to busy watching the very angry woman in front of them. Her face had wrinkled and her brown eyes darkened in fury. She clenched her fists and looked like she was going to take a swing at Becker. What surprised Connor was what she did next; she took a deep breath and started to count. 1…2…3…4…5 took another deep breath 6…7…8…9…10.

'Get back into your room now Temple,' she breathed, the anger coming back into her voice. Connor shook his head, too terrified to move. He had gripped the older man's arm so tight that Becker actually winced. Connor never saw the soldier wince, for a while Connor actually thought he was made out of iron.

'I said now Temple!' Helen growled her voice getting shaky. Again Connor stood his ground. Helen's face went from red to purple, she wasn't used to being told no, she was so used to her minions doing everything she wanted so she turned to mike, the closest to them, and indicated for him to take Connor away. He nodded and grabbed the twenty six year old by the shoulders; he spun him around and pushed him into the bare room. Pulling a manacle out of his pocket he forced Connor onto the bed and said

'that'll keep you.' Attaching his leg to the bed post, he turned and left the room leaving the door open.

Lying on the bed Connor could see everything that went on outside. Helen had disappeared and left her men to bring down Becker who refused to go silently like Connor. Two men were trying to restrain him but were losing miserably. The soldier had thrown them off as easily as swatting a fly. Five more men ran around the corner to help restrain the struggling captain. Two of them rugby tackled him and they all fell to the ground. Still struggling, Becker was thrust upright and seven men dragged down the corridor struggling and shouting Connor's name. That was the last Connor saw of Captain Becker.

Connor regained consciousness at dawn. He woke shivering and wet. Standing over him was Helen holding an empty jug. The young man was used to being woken this way. Helen would wake him every morning at dawn to get started on her evil device. It was almost finished; Connor thought it would be done in a day or so to Helen's pleasure. Every day she would stand over Connor asking him questions. Connor found it distracting and annoying. Yesterday he told her this and she got offended. Her face darkened and her usual smooth tanned face turned wrinkled and red in anger. For a punishment she reminded him of Abbey and Becker saying that they were dead and it was entirely all his fault. He did feel responsible for not helping Abbey. He could have at least tried to help her; all he did was lye on the floor to afraid to move. Watching her terrified face leave his room with what Connor knew was her worst fear, was his biggest regret.

Helen clucked her tongue impatiently. She hates having to wait, the day after Abbey and Becker disappeared, Connor refused to get up so Helen grabbed his legs and dragged him out of the bed. The young man wasn't in the mood for that to happen again so he sat up swinging his legs over the edge. He pulled on a pair of jeans and his grubby t-shirt and followed Helen out the door.

Once sitting in his chair he got to work, connecting wires to other wires, removing wires altogether. Nearly done, Connor thought to himself, just one more wire. There. It was finished. After two months of fiddling with the damn thing, it was done. Finally. The young man leaned back on his chair letting some of the tension out of his shoulders. Looking down at his evil object he thought it looked a lot like a wii remote. Its long slim outline, the way it looked like a chunk had been taken out of the back for the B button, the shiny round buttons. Connor got up and limped (his leg hasn't properly healed yet) over to Mike who stood guarding Helen's office.

'I need to give this two her,' the genius said to the guard holding up the wii remote look alike. Mike shook his head as if to say get away kid. Connor didn't have time for this he wanted to find Becker while she was examining her new death weapon and get out of here.

'Listen mate, I have to give this to her,'Connor said tapping his foot impatiently. Again Mike just shook his head.

'Mate, I have to gi-'.

'Mistress is sleeping,' the soldier said cutting him off mid sentence.

'Wake her up, this is important'.

'No.'

Jesus this guys stubborn. Connor thought. 'No! What do you mean by no?' he said anger flooding into his voice now. 'If you do not go in and wake her up now,' he whispered 'I will go in and wake her myself'. His voice was gradually getting louder into a shout. Again mike shook his head and refused to let Connor pass. Connor was frustrated with this guy and he didn't like being frustrated. Connor looked back to the days with Becker in the armoury trying to teach him how to defend himself properly.

'Punch me,' Becker said holding up his fists.

'You wa?' Connor was shocked. Never in his life had someone actually asked to be punched. He glanced over at Abbey who was standing in the corner smirking at the two men.

'Come on Temple. I'm waiting, I said punch me'.

'Okay'. Connor said scrunching up his fist. He swung at the soldier and his fist connected with the side of his face. That's not even going to bruise Connor thought embarrassed.

'Pathetic,' Becker barked 'again'.

Again Connor swung but not hard enough.

'Again'.

With weeks and weeks of practising his kicks and punches on a punch bag for hours on end while Becker watched. He finally got stronger. On his break he would watch Abbey fight Becker with ease; after she was done she would smirk at Connor as if to say' that's how it's done.' Connor remembered thinking Bitch as she sat back down beside him.

The night before Cutter's death Connor had asked Becker to stay back and help him. He was close to giving up on this self-defence class, but Abbey told him to give it one more try then if he couldn't get it then she would talk to Becker for him. So that night he went.

When Connor arrived in the armoury Becker was already there whispering hurriedly to the Scottish professor. When the two men saw him standing at the door way they parted. Cutter patted Connor's shoulder and smiled as he left the room closing the door behind him.

Becker smiled at Connor as he positioned himself on the mat. 'Ready Temple?'

Connor did exactly as Becker told him that night.

Muster all your anger, hurt, pain and any other bad feeling you have into your fist.

He thought of Cutters death, him being taken from the people he loved, Abbey and Becker being dragged into this with him, Helen bringing Abbey's father back into her life when she thought she left him all those years ago. Yes that made him most angry. Clenching his fist tight just as his friend showed him and thinking of Abbey's terrified face he swung at the man standing directly in front him. Once his fist connected with mikes face the guard went spinning into the corner of desk behind him.

Connor didn't have the strength to knock him out but it did daze the man. It gave Connor time to run into Helen's room and see that she was not asleep. Not even close to sleep, her bed looked like it hadn't been slept in, in days. Dirty plates and mugs were spread across her dresser, blueprints, rappers littered her floor. Sitting on a chair dressed in the same outfit she had on when Connor first arrived here was the woman he was looking for. She was bent over examining a blueprint.

'What do want Temple?' she asked without looking up. Connor jumped at her voice. It was rusky and tired like it hadn't been used in weeks.

'I… It's ready,' he stammered. Helen jumped up from her seat and in a flash she was tearing her new device from Connor's hand and examining it closely.

'It looks a lot like a.'

'Wii remote. I know' he finished. 'But it will work I'm positive of it'.

'Rite then let's get started then,' her face glowed as she said 'Mike get in here!'

A dazed and bleeding man came into view. 'Yes, miss you called?'

'Yes I called you idiot. Bring everyone ready and in the anomaly site. The device is ready.'

'Yes mam. But when you say all, what do want to do with the soldier?'

Connor's head snapped up. He hadn't been paying any attention to the conversation around him.

'Oh just leave him where he is,' Helen replied not noticing the look on the young man's face beside her.

'What? Becker's okay?' Connor shouted. The two adults ignored him. Connor grabbed Helen's shoulders and shook her vigorously shouting 'Answer me woman! Where is he'? Helen didn't look too bothered about being manhandled she just clicked her fingers and Connor felt rough hands digging into his shoulders. They threw him off their mistress and Connor banged into the wall causing the hanging pictures to come crashing down around him.

Without another look at her hostage Helen left her office excitedly leaving Mike to look after Connor. The angry man was advanced on Connor who looked wildly around for an escape route. The only one was to crawl between the angry mans legs. He rolled onto his all fours and crawled. Once at the door he got up and ran. Half way to the warehouse exit someone grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and flung him back into his seat. Dazed Connor tried to see who it was. A man taller than mike but smaller than Jerry. He wasn't dressed in black so that ruled out Becker; he had blond hair that was spiked up at the top. His clothes were clean and blood free so he was new to Helen's gang. He wore a red jumper and jeans that looked way too small for him.

'Sit still or I'll have this in your neck,' the stranger breathed into Connor's neck. A shiver went down Connor's spine while he spoke. When it dawned on him on what this strange man was going to do it was too late. He felt a pinch in his arm and his eyelids began to droop as he fell into a deep sleep.

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