Alright, so here's the new chapter I promised. Hope you enjot it!Chapter 12

Yawning Shane sat on the edge of his bunk before standing up and turning behind him to Mitchie's. Surprised to find it empty he turned towards the front figuring she had gotten up early…for once in her life.

Instead of finding her hanging in the lounge, he found the bus driver still knocked out and panic immediately hit.

"MITCHIE!" he shouted. Hoping against all that she'd suddenly pop out of nowhere and claim that it was all a joke, but when the only response he got was his worried family stampeding in reality hit.

"No." he whispered collapsing on the couch.

"What!? What!?" everyone panicked.

Looking up at them with emotionless eyes he whispered brokenly, "She's gone…she's gone and I promised her I would never let them get her. My baby girl's gone." He croaked, silent tears making their way down his face as everyone else just looked at him their faces dropping.

Mitchie groaned from where she lay in a heap in the corner of a small cement room. After having been shoved in the back of the car she was driven somewhere that she could only assume was in the middle of nowhere, and there she was met with the voice she wished never to meet again.

Pulled roughly out of the car she had stumbles slightly since her legs were just cut from their bonds. Her eyes analyzing her surroundings she knew her chances of being found were slim. She had been taken to an old abandoned das station along the highway, and no one would even think of it as they drove by and saw all the boarded windows.

Once inside her eyes slowly adjusted from the stark brightness outside to the darkness inside. Taking in everything in the room she failed to notice the man in the back corner until he came out of the shadows.

"Well, well. Look here. I do believe it's been too long Miss Torres." Carl spoke as he up to her a gleam in his eyes as he towered over her, clearly taking pleasure at her suffering.

Reaching out the touch her cheek she recoiled in disgust. One thing she would never do is show her just how much fear he was causing her. No, that would only fulfill his amusement more.

Moving to speak at him all that came out was muffled sounds due to the rag that was still in her mouth.

"What's that? I can't understand you through all your mumbling." He taunted her. She in return attempted to lunge at him, but he only laughed as she was roughly pulled back by his henchmen.

"Now now, I thought we were on better terms than this Mitchie." He scolded. His eyes suddenly turning cold and his voice hard he pointed to a door behind him. "Lock her in there, but before you do, make sure she knows exactly who she's dealing with." He snarled.

Fighting the best she could against her captors she moaned in pain as she was suddenly thrown roughly into a solid stone wall, sliding down as tears of pain welled up. She was yanked up again roughly though only to be striked across the face, blood running down her cheek which had been cut by a ring that her abuser must've been wearing.

Thinking the that maybe that was all the pain she'd have to endure she gasped in surprised pain as she was punched roughly in the stomach causing her to sink to her knees before she was kicked roughly in the ribs and sent flying across the room to the spot she was in now.

Whimpering as she tried to twist her body so she could see more of the room she was in she realized that there were no chances of escape. There was only one window and it was way too high up for her to reach and entirely too small for her to fit through, and the only door to the room clearly led out to the main part of the gas station which would seriously only cause things to be worse.

Tearing up as she thought of her new family sleeping soundly back on the bus, she realized just how doomed she was. There was no way they'd find her in time…she had no doubt that this was only a temporary arrangement since they had no reason to stick around for long. All they had to do was dispose of her and get on their way.

Gasping as the tears shook her body she curled into as tight a ball as her wounds would allow her trying to imagine that she wasn't here, but instead wrapped safely in Shane's arm back on the bus.

Suddenly shooting up into a sitting position she ignored the pain as realized that they never thought to check if she had a cell phone on her, which she did happen to have, because she had been warned by Naydene to keep it on her at all times, and even though it's weird to sleep with it she took that advice.

Fumbling to move her tied hands to her pocket she managed to get two fingers in and pinch her phone out of the pocket in her boxers. Quickly checking to make sure it was on silent she quickly opened a message to Shane.

Shane, I have my phone, if you track the gps you'll find I'm at an abandoned gas station in the middle of the highway. Hurry here! Please!

Love, Mitchie

Quickly hitting send she stuffed the phone back in her pocket and lay in wait.

Sitting around the lounge of the bus was the Grey family sat in silence waiting for Big Rob and Naydene to come back from the police department with any news.

Jumping suddenly at the sound of a ringing phone Shane shot up out of his chair and ran to his bunk coming back cell phone in hand.

Opening the new message the frown he'd been wearing all morning quickly turned into a smile. "Guys! It's Mitchie. Someone call Naydene quick and tell her to track the gps on her cell phone. She said she's at an old gas station." He exclaimed as everyone else rushed around him to read the message.

Quickly opening a new message he replied back,

We have Naydene working on it. Stay strong baby, we'll be there soon!

Love, Shane

Sighing he leaned back. Now all they could do was sit and wait to find out where her destination was.

Unsure of how long she had been in her tiny prison Mitchie looked up in surprise as the door to the room she was in opened, she quickly huddled back in fear as she was met with those eyes that would haunt her.

"Enjoying your stay Mitchie?" He smirked walking over to her small frame. Snickering at her muffled response he pouted mockingly. "Aww…poor baby can't speak. Such a shame."

Continuing his path he towered over her. "As much as I enjoy the idea of you suffering back here, I happen to be a very busy guy and so I must be finishing my business here and moving on." He informed her before yanking her up off the ground by the neck and holding her in the air.

Pawing at his hands she tried futily to release herself from his grip, gasping for air as her suddenly let her go so she stood bent over before him. Not caring about her struggled he roughly grasped her arm and pulled her out and towards the main room of the gas station.

Handing her off to one of his men he stepped back pulling out his gun taking aim.

Closing her eyes she braced herself for the pain but instead turning her head towards the front door that had been burst open. In the doorway stood Shane, officers behind him.

Gasping in pain she looked down at her shoulder as a shot rang out. Looking back at Shane she looked him in the eyes. 'I love you.' She mouthed to him as she felt herself falling over chaos all around her, her vision blurring. The last thing she saw was the fear in his eyes as he ran towards her.

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