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Chapter 6

I had been having a great dream when Sam sat up and told me to wake up. I looked at her and told her I didn't want to and she vanished in a puff of smoke, her voice echoing around me, "now you have to."

I could smell something and I decided that Sam was probably right, she was my superior after all, didn't I have to do what she said?

I opened my eyes and for a moment I was convinced I was still dreaming. I could see Tessa's face looming over me, I blinked and shook my head but my vision just got blurrier, I was scared now and the fear was rushing up through my chest to my head helping me to dispel the darkness clouding my mind. It wasn't fear for my own safety it was fear for Sam, I needed to know she was ok. Looking around I expected to see the warm honey coloured walls of Sam's room, but instead I saw the rust riddled white paint of the inside of a van. What the hell was going on? Sam was curled up next to me, goosebumps over her skin and she was unconscious. "Sam, Sam, wake up" I cried shaking her urgently but he didn't move, she didn't show any signs that she heard me. I was about the shake her again when I was rudely yanked out of the van and I went sprawling on the wet grass. My first thought was that Tessa would never have the strength to do this but as I rolled over I could see a tall hulking shape above me that was definitely not Tessa. I had just collected these thoughts in my whirly mind when I was sent reeling again. Someone had smacked me and my head felt like it was about to crumble into a hundred pieces. "She doesn't look like a dyke" a rough voice said above me as I tried to collect my thoughts.

"You saw them snuggled up together you tell me" Tessa's voice filled my head and it was then I realised what was happening, Tessa was getting revenge. "And look at these"

There was the sound of something whizzing through the air and the man above me caught it deftly, he snapped it open and through the haze in front of my eyes I saw he was holding my warrant card. He smirked, "Coppers, humph. And dykes, doubly deserve it" he laughed maliciously and grabbed my by my hair, pulling me to me to my feet. I cried out in pain and he laughed, "No one can here you out here, good thing Tessa knew you always have tea before you go to sleep" I couldn't believe what he was saying, Tessa wouldn't have drugged my tea, would she? Theresa could I thought with a sinking feeling in my stomach. The man struck the side of my head again but this time I couldn't move away. A shooting pain ran up through my jaw and I almost blacked out. "You know how she knew that?" I asked my voice strained and sounding weak and feeble. "Because she lived with me for over a year. She shared my house, my life, my bed" I spat the last words and I saw the surprise in the mans eyes, he turned to Tessa for a minute and I took advantage to ran towards the van, I had to wake Sam up, I needed to hear her voice, if I could just hear her it would be ok, I would be able to get us out of this. I sat down next to Sam, pulling her head into my lap, "Sam, Sam, come on babe, you need to wake up" I implored desperately.

"Jo?" Sam murmured my name and rolled her head towards my body. I sighed gratefully, feeling tears come to my eyes, I could hear Tessa and the burly guy arguing but I wasn't paying attention to them, I needed Sam to wake up.

"Wake up, come on" I told her, my voice was firm and authoritive and she seemed to listen to it.

She sat up rubbing her eyes. "What's going on?" she asked her voice small and far away.

"I'm sorry about this baby, but we need to get out of here, we don't have much time" I told her pulling her to her feet. The cold wind whipped around us and it woke her up a bit. She look around frowning at her surroundings but I didn't have time to explain it to her. Any moment now Tessa was going to realise that we were getting away. I snuck a look over my shoulder and I could see her and three other men standing in a circle. One of the men, the one that struck me I think, was holding Tessa by her wrists, "We aren't for hire to help you get revenge on your girlfriend" he was growling.

"I'm not paying you, and she's a copper too" Tess reminded him, I could hear a note of panic in her voice but I ignored it and put my arm around Sam's waist and pulled her arms over my shoulders we stumbled off, using the van as cover so they couldn't see us moving away. A minute later we couldn't see the van as it had disappeared into the trees. Sam was more awake now but she had had some of my tea and she was smaller so the drug was going to affect her more than it would affect me. Sam and I stumbled over the ground, looking for somewhere where we could hide when they realised we had gone. We had only been walking a couple of minutes when I heard an indignant cry from the direction we had come. We picked up speed and a minute later I saw a rocky outcrop we could hide in. I pushed Sam towards it and almost screamed with I saw her fall into the pile of leaves. I scrabbled after her and we buried ourselves in the leaves. I pulled Sam close to me, so they couldn't see her blond hair and we sat, waiting and praying. We sat completely rigid and tried to share our body heat but we were freezing, we didn't have anything to share.

Jack's POV

The ringing of the phone woke me up, I glanced out the window and saw it was still dark. Sighing I reached for the phone while glancing at the clock. Glancing at the display I recognised Sam's number and answered the phone. "What do you want Sam, you do realise it's two thirty in the morning?"

"Hello is this Jack Meadows?" said an unfamiliar voice.

"Yeah," I answered sitting up straighter, "Who's this?"

"Abi, Abigale Nixon. I –I need your help"

I could hear the note of fear in her voice, "What's wrong?" I asked

"It's mum, she been—she's not in her bed and the house is wide open and things are everywhere. I think she's been taken." Abi cried, her voice strangled and I could hear that she really cared about her mum no matter what sort of façade she put up.

"Ok, it's gonna be alright, I'm coming right over, just stay there and don't touch anything"

"Ok" Abi agreed and she hung up. I hurriedly got dressed trying to be quiet and not wake Chris. But he woke up anyway, "What's going on dad?" he asked me frowning.

"I got a call from work, I need to go" I told him.

He raised his eyebrow at me, "It's more that that I can tell"

I sighed, he was only eighteen but he was smart and he wouldn't appreciate me lying to him. "Ok, I got a call from the daughter of one of my officers, apparently she's been taken from her home, I'm not sure if it's a false alarm but I need to check it out, she sounds upset."

"Ok, hold on a minute, I'm coming too"

"No, you're not, you don't need to, go back to sleep."

"Dad, it's Saturday, and I want to come. I could try and keep the daughter calm, sit with her and talk to her, she might talk to me more than she would to you because we're a similar age. How old is she anyway?"

"Seventeen" I sighed seeing that he was determined. "Ok, hurry up" he grinned at me and hurried back down the hall to his room. I quickly put on the kettle, I needed some coffee.

A few minutes later we bundled into the car and headed for Sam's house. We pulled up ten minutes later and I got out, Abi was already hurrying towards my car, there was tears running down her face and she stopped in front of me, terrified. "There's blood, I found blood" she sobbed. I nodded and pulled out my phone, "Abi, this is Chris, my son, I want you to talk to him, tell him everything you know ok" she nodded and I dialled the number for the station. Mickey picked up and I told him what had happened and he promised to get over here as soon as possible. I looked the street up and down and did a vehicle check on all of the cars I could see. Suddenly something occurred to me, I turned to Abi "Abi, what about Jo, do you know where she is?" a dark shadow crossed her face as it hardened.

"No" she said shortly. "No idea" I nodded, so it was possible that I had two missing officers instead of one. I went inside and checked the kitchen, not much was out of place so I called Abi and Chris and told them to come in out of the cold. Chris said he would fix Abi a cup of tea and I left them to it, surveying the damage to the rest of the house. There wasn't that much out of place but I did have a feeling in my gut that Abi was right, Sam and Jo had been taken. I wondered what time, it couldn't have been that late because the guest bed hadn't been slept in, the covers were folded over neatly. But Sam's bedroom had been torn to shreds, there was a smashed photo on the floor, I didn't touch it. The covers had been pulled back and the drapery that was around her four poster bed had been torn off. It looked like it was motivated towards Sam considering that most of the damage was in her room but there was always the possibility that Sam had leant Jo her room so we couldn't rule out Theresa. I could see the blood that Abi had found, it was on the carpet, right where it would be if someone had pulled the occupant out of bed and they had banged their head on the beside table and then hit their head on the floor. I headed back downstairs to wait for the cavalry, they weren't long. To Mickey's credit he had raised the alarm incredibly quickly. The Bill arrived first followed quickly by forensics, then MIT. They questioned everyone and evidence was gathered then we headed back to base. I put Chris and Abi in the soft interview room and went off to brief the rest of the relief. They were to look at all CCTV around the area then, after eight o'clock they were to do a door to door. I told them to wait until then because I wanted any information we might get and I have learned that people generally aren't fourth coming with that at six on a Saturday morning. After that I headed down the hallway to check on Abi and Chris. They were slumped over each other, asleep. At first I thought they were just tired but then something told me to go look at them. I tried to wake Chris, whispering his name but it didn't work, I tried shaking him, but he was completely unconscious. This couldn't be happening. I stumbled out of the room and called Rochelle Barrette and the FME, the looked at the two of them and determined that they had been drugged, they had a strong amount of interferon in their system. "Where could they both have got it?" the FME asked. I started blankly at her then I remembered, the tea. "The both had a cup of tea at Sam's house." I mumbled.

I hurried down to CAD and told Dean to put out a message that Sam and Jo had been drugged with interferon. I told MIT and they took it in their stride. I when back to sit in the Soft interview room with Abi and Chris, in case something really bad happened. Or until they woke up. An hour later someone from MIT came to tell me that Theresa had been prescribed Interferon for a liver disorder she had. It appeared she was the one behind this but she must have had help, only we didn't know who. She would never have been able to lift Sam and Jo up and carry them down the stairs. Especially if they were drugged. Three and a half hours later we began to get the first reports from the door to door back I issued a press statement asking for anyone with information on the whereabouts of Theresa Daniels or anyone she might be associated with to come forward.