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SO HERE'S A MAC WHUMPING CHAPTER. I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING IT. IT IS A LITTLE VIOLENT THO. LOL!
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What happened at the end of the previous chapter.
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Mac looked back out the front windscreen. His eye's widened when he saw another black van speed around the corner and screech to a stop right in front of him.
He slammed down on the brakes and yanked back on the steering wheel a split second too late.
He lost control and held on for dear life as the Avalanche left the ground, flipped and rolled several times, before coming to a shuddering stop at the edge of the side walk.
He heard Don's voice and tried to get to his phone, but he was suddenly paralysed with a sudden onset of severe pain and his vision became blurred.
Several seconds later, his door was wrenched open and he was violently pulled from the car.
He tried to fight them as he was dragged away, but the darkness finally swallowed him as he sunk into unconsciousness.
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CHAPTER 15.
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Danny rubbed at his eyes and stifled a yawn as he wandered into the lab. "Tell me you guys found something?"
Wearily Sheldon gazed up at him. "Nothing that can get us a location on Cole I'm afraid."
Adam cursed and slammed the case file onto the desk. "I swear, when I find that bastard I'll-" He stopped abruptly and bit on his bottom lip trying his best to control the rising anger.
Danny sighed inwardly. "We'll find him."
Slowly Adam glanced back at Danny. "How's Jo?"
"I think she's feeling pretty overwhelmed over what's happened which is understandable."
Sheldon sighed and went back to signing the evidence report.
Danny continued. "Lindsay phoned about ten minutes ago. She said she's not up for visitors right now."
Suddenly his phone started ringing in his pocket and he brought it to his ear. "Danny Messer?"
Don stared back at Mac's car, as the shock continued to bolt through his system. "Danny?-"
Danny looked down at his phone and frowned. "Don?. . . Everything okay?"
Don forced out a shaky breath and started towards his car. "We . . . have a problem?"
Danny sighed exasperatedly. "I'm aware of that! Look! We're trying our best here . . ."
"Danny! Just shut up and listen to me a God damn minute!"
Unease tightened his chest. "What's going on?"
"Okay . . . so here's the thing. . ." Don paused mid-sentence and started pacing around the side walk.
Danny muttered under his breath. "Don!"
For God sake, just say it. He slowed to a stop and stared anxiously back up the road. "Mac's . . . missing."
Danny's frown deepened. "What do you mean Mac's missing?"
Adam automatically rose out of his seat, and Sheldon's pen fell out of his hand and clattered onto the desk, when they both saw the anxious expression on Danny's face.
Don released a long, resigned breath. "He phoned me along Collier Street and told me he saw a black van several vehicles behind him. Then several seconds later, I heard . . . a screeching of brakes and . . ." Don stopped speaking and paused for several seconds to swallow back the panic, before continuing on. ". . .I got down here as quick as I could. Barry Underwood and Sam Holland got here a few minutes before me, but Mac was . . . already gone. Danny he crashed the car. It looks like he was dragged from it. I think he was taken."
Danny stared back down at his phone in disbelief. "Are you serious?"
Don cursed inwardly. "Just get down here with Sheldon and Adam Now!" He hung up quickly and forced back the emotions as Gary Winter's car came screeching to a stop in front of him.
Slowly Danny brought his phone away from his ear and stared incredulously across the room at Adam and Sheldon.
"You're gonna tell us Mac's just a little overwhelmed about what happened to Jo." Adam replied nervously. "That's why he's taken off right?"
Danny swallowed hard and yanked on his jacket. "We . . . have another crime scene. Let's go."
Adam and Sheldon stared wide eyed at Danny as he dash out of the lab.
Slowly, they turned to each other and exchanged fearful glances.
"First Jo and now Mac?" Sheldon asked in disbelief.
"Well, we are dealing with one mad, crazy, unpredictable sonofabitch here." Adam answered bitterly.
Sheldon swallowed into a dry throat. "Yea. I guess we are."
They grabbed their kits and quickly headed out of the lab after Danny.
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Lindsay reached out and grasped Jo's Medical File. "Let me take it now okay?"
Slowly Jo met Lindsay's concerned gaze, She continued to grip it tightly for another minute, before shakily letting it go.
Lindsay whisked it away and dropped it on the floor by her feet.
Jo pulled the blanket around her and laid back in bed. "I'll be fine Lindsay. It's not a big deal. . . It's not like I remember anything, so It's like it didn't really happen right?" She sank back on the pillows and closed her eyes. I can make myself believe this didn't really happen. It's power over the mind . . I can . . . do that.
Lindsay stared across at her in stunned shock. "It didn't really happen? My GodJo. How can you say that . . ." She stopped dead in her tracks and decided It was probably best not to talk to her about this just yet. Jo needed some time to work through it first.
Lindsay decided to change the subject. "I know something that will cheer you up." She pulled it from her pocket and handed it to Jo. "Open your eyes. It's a candy bar."
"Thanks, but I'm not that hungry. . ." Suddenly her eyes flashed open and she rose up in bed a little too quickly. She bit down on her lip, grasped the edge of the mattress and waited a few seconds for the pain to subside before she spoke again. "What am I . . .still doing in hospital? It's not like I've had any major surgery."
"Jo. You have some nasty cuts and bruises and two cracked ribs which I can see are hurting you right now. And the Retrograde Amnesia . . ."
Jo cut her off quickly. "Lindsay. I can heal from injuries like this at home."
Lindsay released a long, steady breath and continued."Doctor Wakeman wants to keep you here for three more days."
Jo's eyes widened. "Why that long?"
"It's not long. He just wants to make sure you don't suffer any after effects from the Scopolomine."
"I'm feeling fine."
"You've only been here a short time and some symptoms don't appear straight away. You know that . . ." Suddenly she was interrupted by her phone ringing in her bag. She sighed inwardly, pulled it out and checked caller ID. "It's Danny."
Jo sighed inwardly and gazed back out the window. "You need to get that."
Lindsay glanced worriedly back at Jo as she brought the phone to her ear. "Hey Danny. What's up?"
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"Hey. I might be back a little late tonight." Danny drew out from behind another car muttering a few choice words, and beeped his horn angrily at the driver as he sped passed. "I've . . . just called Marie. She'll stay the night with Lucy just in case we both get back at another God forsaken hour."
Unease rose up inside her. "Danny. Hang on a second." She quickly looked back at Jo. She seemed to be in a world of her own right now. "Jo I'm just going to go grab a coffee. I'll be back in a moment." Jo said nothing. She just continued to stare off into space.
Lindsay pushed out a long breath and quickly walked out of her room, pressing her phone closer to her ear as she dashed around the corner of the busy corridor, out of sight. "Danny. What's happened. Have you found something back at the lab?"
Danny turned sharply onto Sixth Avenue and slammed his foot back on the gas pedal. "No. . . I'm on my way to . . . a crime scene." He sighed.
"Oh. . . Okay." Lindsay released a heavy breath. "Danny have you heard from Don? He's . . . worried about Mac."
Danny swore under his breath at the car horns beeping around him as he jumped the next set of lights. "I'm on my way to Don now."
Lindsay's grip tightened on her phone "What?"
" . . Lindsay Is Jo with you?"
"No I'm out in the hospital corridor. Danny what's going on?" she asked anxiously.
Danny skidded around the corner onto Collier Street and slammed his foot on the brake pedal. Jesus Christ! He released a long, unsteady breath, jumped out of his car and hurried across the road toward the black Avalanche, his eyes widening as he got closer. "Oh God. No." he whispered breathlessly.
Lindsay raised her voice down the phone. "Danny! Speak to me!"
Adam and Sheldon slammed to a stop beside him, the shock clear on their faces as they stared at the scene before them.
Danny swallowed back the lump in his throat and pressed his phone closer to his ear. "Mac's missing. It looks like he's been dragged from his car." Pure focused anger slammed Danny's chest as he recalled Don's words. "Don said Mac spotted a black van."
"Alex Cole's got him?. . ." Lindsay asked fearfully.
Danny looked away from the debris and cursed inwardly. "It certainly looks like it from this end." He muttered.
Lindsay peered back around the corner into Jo's room. She hadn't moved an inch. It looked like she was sleeping. Lindsay leaned back against the wall. "I can't believe this is happening." She said breathlessly.
"Don't worry Linds. We'll find Mac. I've got to go."
"Where are you?"
"Collier Street. I'll call you back when we have something." Danny hung up and released a long, pent up breath. Then he turned and followed Adam and Sheldon down the road to find Don.
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Mac had now been conscious for about ten minutes and he still couldn't figure out what the hell this place was. It looked like some kind of underground bunker, judging by the angles of the walls.
He got to his feet and staggered painfully back toward the metal door, then he gripped the heavy handle and gave it another violent shake.
"Cole! Get your ass down here and show yourself, you sonofabitch!" He shouted furiously.
Dammit! He grabbed the handle tighter and leaned forward, waiting once again for the throbbing pain in his head to ease and the dizziness to subside.
Okay, so he'd haired out of the hospital determined to find Alex and Lucas, then ended up at Alex's damn base? This hadn't quite worked to his advantage. His gun, badge and phone had been taken and now he was locked in this damn room.
I'm just gonna have to come up with a plan to get out of here.
He was torn from his thoughts by the sound of approaching footsteps.
"It's about damn time." He grumbled.
He stood back and fixed Cole with a cold, hard glare as he entered the room.
"Hey Mac." Cole brought out his weapon and grinned arrogantly as he moved toward him. "Hasn't this worked out well?"
Mac stood dead still and tried to hold back the rage swelling inside him. "Yea I'd say it has. It saved me the trouble of trying to find you." He took a step toward Cole, not taking his eyes of him for a second. "You'll pay dearly for hurting her. I can guarantee you that." He said in a low, fierce tone.
Cole pressed his gun to Mac's chest. "I don't think you're in the position to threaten me!"
The door unlocked once again, and a depraved grin crossed his face as he continued to stare at Mac. "Hey Lucas. I was just telling Mac here . . ."
He was stopped mid-sentence by Mac's fast fist slamming into his stomach. He grunted in pain and staggered backwards, trying desperately to stay on his feet.
Lucas came to an abrupt stop, his eyes widening when he saw Mac hurtling towards him. He went to duck out of the way, but Mac had anticipated his move. He threw himself at Lucas knocking him backwards and he collapsed to the floor clutching at his stomach.
The fury raged through Mac as he slammed his fist into Lucas face. "You sonofabitch! I'm gonna kill you! . . . I'm gonna kill you now!" He drew back his fist and was about to hit him again, when he felt the butt of Alex's gun being pressed to the back of his head.
"Get up or I'll blow your damn head off!" Alex shouted.
Mac glared hatefully down at Lucas, the urge to finish him off clawing through him, but Alex pressed the gun harder to his head.
"I said Get off him!" He screamed.
Suddenly Aran and Ed and several others came charging into the room. Alex stood back. "You know what to do with him!"
Aran and Ed simply nodded and pulled Mac off Lucas. Carlton followed them with the rope as they dragged Mac across the room and slammed him up against a metal post.
Mac struggled to get free and glared back at Alex, as Carlton and Aran finished tying the ropes around his wrists and ankles. "You wont get away with this, you bastard!"
Mac's word's riled Alex's anger and he tore towards him and slammed his foot into Mac's already bruised chest.
Alex grinned menacingly as he watched Mac buckle as the excruciating pain tore through him.
Carlton and Aran stepped back and chuckled maliciously as they watched Alex grab the front of Mac's Jacket and slam him back against the post.
"I will get away with this because I have you." Alex growled.
"You'll . . . get away . . . with nothing." Mac stammered.
Alex took a step towards him. "Jo loves you Mac. Did you know, she loves you so much she would die for you?"
Mac froze to the spot and fear slammed his heart.
Alex crossed his arms and started to pace around the room. "You'll be kept here, until I get the vase back."
Mac cursed inwardly and looked away.
"Don't worry. Jo will sign herself out of that hospital the first chance she gets, so It shouldn't take her long to find my private message on her computer."
Mac's eyes flashed back at Alex. "What?"
Alex turned back to him and grinned evilly. "Now what did I type? . . . Oh yea. It was something along the lines of;
Dear Jo.
Bring the vase to me and Make sure you come alone or Mac dies.
Oh yea. And I told her that if she hurries up about it, Kye Simmonds might still be alive when she gets here."
My God. Kye's still alive?
I attached a Map and ringed this location in red, so she knows exactly where to come." Alex added.
Panic threatened to immobilize him, but Mac wrestled with his emotions and tried to focus. "Why wait? You don't need Jo. I'll get the vase for you."
"Nice try Mac, but I don't just intend to take the vase. I intend to take Jo with me too."
"No! You stay away from her!" Mac surged forward trying to yank free of the ropes. "Leave her the hell alone!"
Alex laughed in his face and started to walk away.
"Alex! You're her Uncle for God sake!"
He slowed to a stop and turned back to Mac. "Yes I am, and that's why she's coming with me."
Alex turned back around and continued towards the door.
"She's not going anywhere with you!" Mac yelled angrily.
Alex saw Lucas staring venomously at Mac as he walked passed him. "Go ahead. Shut him up."
In a fit of rage, Lucas launched himself at Mac and slammed his fist into his face so hard, the impact sent his head flying backwards. He slid down the metal post, the stars dancing wildly in his eyes as he tasted the fresh blood in his mouth.
Lucas crouched low, his mad, feral eyes glaring down at him. "She's good Mac. I can't wait to have her again."
"NO!" Mac launched himself at Lucas so fast and with so much force that when the ropes jerked him back, a muscle tore in his arm, but he never felt the pain anywhere now. All he could feel was the rage and fear spilling over inside him at the thought of Jo being hurt again.
Lucas only just got out of the way in time. Mac had come within an inch of head butting him in the face.
Mac cursed at him again and again, as he continued to pull at the ropes, trying desperately to get to his feet. To get to Lucas, but the physical fatigue started to take over and several minutes later, he ended up slumping back on the metal post, totally exhausted.
He'd never hated a person like this. Never wanted to kill anyone in his life, until now, and deep down it scared him to death, but he couldn't control the urge that swept through his heart as he continued to glare back at Lucas.
He spat in his face. "I swear, if you go near her again, I'll not only kill you. I'll make you suffer in a way you've never imagined." He muttered in a lethally, calm tone.
Lucas shouted several profanities at him and started kicking him repeatedly in the stomach.
Mac lost count of how many times Lucas foot slammed into his body, but finally he could take it no more and the darkness swallowed him once again.
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Don gritted his teeth. "You found nothing?"
" . . . . . . "
Angrily, he raised his voice. "Well search the damn area again then!" He hung up quickly and called Danny. "Hey. Where are you?"
" . . . . . . "
Don muttered under his breath and started pacing around the corridor. "Just go back to the damn lab and look through the evidence again. You're missing something."
" . . . . . . "
He sighed heavily. "No! I'm not telling you you're incompetent at your Job. I'm just saying that . . . Danny?" Don clenched his phone. "Danny!" Crap! He snapped his phone shut and tried to take a steady breath. Just calm down Don, for God sake.
Suddenly, he heard a loud scream. His eyes widened and he spun around. "Jo!" He flew into her room and bolted towards her bed. Immediately he brought his hand to her forehead and a massive wave of relief swept through him. Thank God. The fever had broken.
He forced himself to calm down and quickly pressed the call alarm, as she continued to scream and thrash around under the covers. "Hey. It's okay." He leaned closer and gently gripped her wrists. "Jo. Wake up." he said softly. "Open your eyes. It's me, Don. . . Jo C'mon."
Her eyes flashed open and she stared fearfully up at him.
"Hey." He smiled faintly. "It's just me, see?"
Jo swallowed back the nausea and turned away from the bright lights as the intense pain slammed through her head. "I don't. . . feel too good."
"You caught an Infection, but I think the fever's broken." Suddenly he saw the tears circle her eye lids. His smile faded. "Jo. You're gonna be fine. . ."
She paused to take a breath. She was trembling, her dark eyes flashing with fear. "I . . . I remember . . . everything."
Sadness and grief clawed through Don's heart. He released her wrists and gently took her hand in his. "Jo I'm sorry."
She jerked away and tried to push herself back against the pillows, her heart now racing in her chest.
"Jo. You don't have to be afraid of me. You know that."
"I know. . . I just. . ." She stopped talking abruptly and deep anguish Immediately darkened her eyes. "Where's . . . Mac?"
Don swallowed hard and tore his gaze from hers. "He's er . . . He's not here right now. I'm gonna go find the doctor. . ."
"Don where is he?!" She interrupted frantically.
He sighed heavily and sat down on the edge of her bed. "He's been . . . taken by Alex Cole's gang."
She froze for a long time, staring across at Don as the shock bolted through her.
Finally, she managed to find her voice again. "How. . . long has he been. . . missing?"
He leaned forward and dragged a hand through his hair.
A stray tear rolled down her cheek. "Don please. . . Just tell me."
He swallowed into an aching throat and slowly met her tearful gaze. "Nearly two weeks."
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THIS STORY IS GOING TO BE ACTION AND ANGST FROM NOW ON!
NEXT CHAPTER WILL HAVE SCENES WITH JO AND THE WHOLE TEAM. AND CHRISTINE MIGHT HAVE A GO AT JO. I DON'T KNOW YET THO. . . MAYBE IT'LL BE KIND OF FUN TO WRITE. LOL!
NEXT CHAPTER UP TUESDAY NEXT WEEK I'M AFRAID. I'M GOING AWAY FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS.