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Calleigh blinked so her eyes could adjust to the light now flooding the small van, Bartlett was stood at the doors.
"You've woken up," he said, smiling at her, "remember me?"
"You bastard! Let me go!" Calleigh yelled at him trying to kick him as he was reaching for her ankles. "Let me go!"
"No, I don't think I'm going to do that," he said sarcastically, "your mine, and you know what, you haven't changed at bit."
"Get off me!"
"You may as well stop shouting, I'm not going to let you go and we're in the middle of nowhere so I can assure you that no one is going to hear you." He managed to grab hold of one of her ankles and pull her towards him, he sat her on the edge of the van, "you are going to behave yourself, you might as well stop fighting as I would've thought after the last time you'd know it only makes things worse."
"No please, just let me go, you don't need to do this, just let me go!" Calleigh begged.
She tried to fight against him but he lifted her up and carried her into a building and threw her onto a bed, she got up and tried to run out of the door, he turned around and punched her in the face. Calleigh fell straight to the ground, unconscious; he picked her up and laid her on the bed, he slowly tied her wrists to the headboard and left the room waiting until she woke up.
After processing the scene, Eric and Horatio had towed Calleigh's hummer back to the CSI garage and were now beginning to process it. Horatio was becoming increasingly concerned with Eric's state of mind he was very quiet; in fact he hadn't said anything since they left the warehouse site. He knew Eric and Calleigh were good friends but this was something more.
"You ok?" Horatio asked Eric.
"Yeah sure," Eric lied.
"We will find her, Eric," Horatio tried to reassure him, "she's a strong woman, she'll keep on fighting."
"I'm sure she will, but she shouldn't have to, I should never have let him take her in the first place," Eric said, "she's already been through hell once and who knows what he's doing to her as we speak, she could be dead for all we know."
"You can't think like that Eric, and besides if he was just going to kill her then he would've done it already and wouldn't have bothered swapping vehicles," Horatio tried to reassure Eric. "You found tire treads at the scene didn't you? Do you know what vehicle he was driving after he swapped the cars?" Horatio asked trying to divert Eric's attention back to the case.
"Yeah, it was an SUV so it probably shouldn't be too hard to spot, once we know which direction to look in."
"If this is Bartlett then he will probably follow the routine he usually does, maybe he always takes his victims to the same place when he kidnaps them," Horatio said.
"That still doesn't help much, we don't know where that is," Eric replied.
"True, but it would give us more evidence as the evidence on Jessica Marshall may also lead us to that location. Also, somebody had to call in the traffic accident and dispatch said it definitely came from the address we had, which means he must've been there in order to place the call."
"I'll take Ryan and go and process that house," Eric offered, knowing that he had to be doing something that made him feel useful.
"Ok Eric but be careful," Horatio replied turning his attention back to the car he was still processing.
Calleigh woke up began to move, quickly realising that her arms were tied to the bed and that she couldn't sit up. She looked around the room, realising that she had been here before and began to cry silent tears that fell down her cheeks. She was back here, it was as if the last 15 years had never happened and she had been stuck here the whole time. She forced herself to stop crying knowing that it wasn't going to help the situation, she had to figure a way to get out of here, she wasn't going to let herself be a victim again, she was so determined that wasn't going to happen. She'd let it happen all her life and now was the time to make it stop. She began trying to force her wrists out of the rope tied around her wrist, but it was tied too tightly, she then began trying to bite at it, but again that didn't work. She tried to sit up and look for something with which to help her untie the rope, but again found nothing. All of a sudden the door swung open making her jump.
"You woke up." Bartlett stated as he began to walk over to the bed.
"Let me go!" Calleigh yelled at him and began trying harder to pull at her restraints desperately trying to get them off.
"That really isn't going to work, you're just going to damage your wrists, and besides you really need to calm down." He sat on the edge of her bed and stroked her face gently with the back of his hand, she turned her head away, flinching at the contact. He slowly began trailing his hands across her stomach, enjoying the feel of her soft skin under his touch. His hands moved slowly upwards until the reached her bra.
"Please, don't do this, please."
He ignored her and slowly unbuttoned her shirt and unhooked the front clasp of her bra, he began touching her breasts, she wanted him to stop but he she couldn't move. He slowly lent forward and kissed her hard on the lips, she tried to turn her head away but he held her in place, forcing his tongue into her mouth.
"You want this, you want me, you know you do," he said, releasing the kiss and smiling at her, "all of the others they meant nothing to me, but the whole time I was inside I was thinking of you. You're fantastic and when we're together it's like it was meant to be, we belong together, you love me."
"You're sick," she spat at him, "they should've killed you for what you did, but they definitely will this time when they catch you."
"They won't be catching me," he replied, as he slowly began unbuttoning her trousers and sliding them down her legs, he enjoyed the feeling of her soft silky legs, "no one will be finding you."
Suddenly everything began moving so fast, he stood up and removed his trousers and his boxers and then straddled her, he yanked at her panties ripping them from her.
"Please stop!" Calleigh begged, knowing what was coming next.
He forced himself inside her with one powerful thrust and she screamed in pain at the sensation, her arms were also hurting his fingers were wrapped tightly around them holding her down. She couldn't believe that she was here again. As the thrusts became stronger and faster she closed her eyes and began trying to think of Eric, she knew he'd be looking for her, she wished she could have just stayed in bed with him this morning, then none of this would've happened, Eric wouldn't have let it.
"Open your eyes, bitch!" Bartlett yelled at her, she did so and he stared into her eyes as the tears streamed down her face, "you want this really, you know you do, you love me."
"No. stop it. Please. I don't want it. let me go. Please." Calleigh begged. He just laughed at her, and kept going. She felt like this had been going on forever, it hurt so much she just wanted it to stop. Eventually, when he finished, he removed himself from her, and then redressed himself before smiling at her and leaving the room, locking the door behind him. She lay there and cried, wishing for an end to this nightmare, she thought about Eric, he would find her, she was sure of it.
This chapter was really hard for me to write, I'm still not sure about it but anyway, it's 1am and I'm very tired so here you go. Please read and review, reviews make me very happy!