Challenge: The Auction

Still Important Information: It only gets creepier from here on out. If you watch SVU, you'll most certainly notice some familiar detectives. Of course I own nothing and garish no wages from this fictional fun with words. This is marked as M and not because it looks good. There is forced twincest and other nasty things. I don't now own any rights or make any money from this fictional work. There will be no Mary Sues. I hate them with an unequalled passion.

Part 2

Carey slumped against the door of the suite. Her feet were killing her. Mr. Whimpermier, a hotel guest with a crush, had kept her dancing forever it seemed. He was a nice enough guy but not really her type, she preferred men without a wife and 5 kids.

She tossed her heels and gingerly walked to the kitchen. She got herself a glass of comfort and noticed that her casserole was still on the oven. She'd figured they wouldn't have eaten it but usually Cody put it in the fridge before he made them something better. She put it in the fridge and wandered towards the couch but steered herself away at the last second. If she sat down now she wasn't getting back up and she needed a hot bath. She took her glass and wandered into the bathroom.

An hour later, clean and more relaxed, already in her most comfortable pjs, she helped herself to another glass of wine and then headed to the couch. She sat back with a deep sigh and set her drink on the table. She looked at the coffee table there were no school books on it. Odd, she flipped on the TV and Lifetime blared to life. Lifetime? She looked at the empty coffee table, glanced towards the kitchen, then back to the TV. She jumped off the couch and sprinted towards the boys' bedroom. She slowed herself just before the door and eased it open.

She went into the room far enough to see Cody's bed, it was empty. Her first thought was maybe he'd had a nightmare and she looked to Zack's bed, it was a mess but she could tell it was empty. She flipped on the light, they weren't here. She took a couple of calming deep breaths. She must have missed their note, she ran back though the living room and to the dining room but there wasn't anything on the table. They always left notes, she ran for her cell phone but there were no messages. She called the boys' cell phones several times, but they were off and went right to voicemail.

She swallowed the acid taste on her tongue and blinked back the tears. It wasn't time to panic yet. It had never happened before, but maybe they had spent the night at a friend's and forgot to tell her. She flipped open her cell phone and glanced at the time, 1:00 am. She hoped the parents of her children's friends were light sleepers. She dialed the first number, reminding herself to breathe and not to scream down the phone hysterically.

"Max, wake up honey."

She rolled over in the bed and away from her mom's hands and voice, "Just a few more minutes' mom."

"It's not time for school. Max this is important, I need you to get up."

She sat up and saw her mom's concerned face and realized it was still the middle of the night. Immediately she remembered the last time this had happened her grandmother had died. She blinked and rubbed her eyes already feeling the tears coming on. "What is it mom?"

Ellen sat at her daughter's feet. "I need to know, where did the twins say they were going when they left here?"

Confusion took over Max's brain. "Zack and Cody? They were going home. Why? What happened?"

"They weren't going to anyone else's house, or the mall, or the park?"

Her mom was serious. She had this look on her face that made Max answer rather than question. "No mom they were going home. Cody was going to make Zack this fish thing they like. Seriously."

"Okay honey, I need you to get up. A cop is going to be here soon to talk to you." Ellen got off the bed and started picking her daughter's dirty clothes, even while she gathered some clean ones.

"A cop, why? Mom what happened to Cody and Zack?" Max was starting to flip out. She jumped out of bed, taking the clothes her mother handed her.

"When their mom got home they weren't there. No one knows where they are. So if you have any idea I need you to tell me now, before police get too involved."

"I really don't know."

Her mother arranged her face so they were eye to eye. "You swear."

"I swear mom." Max felt the fear winding up in her gut.

Her mom paled, "Oh god, poor Carey."

Marion Moseby only took a moment to fully wake up, hearing the hotel's ring tone had that affect on him. He sat up, blinked once or twice and grabbed his cell phone. "Moseby."

"Oh sir, it is most terrible!" Night manager, Esteban bemoaned into the phone.

Moseby got up and crossed to his dressing chair. "What is? What's happened?"

"Someone has taken the little blonde peoples!"

"What? Explain yourself." He grabbed up his pants while trying to listen, hysteria made Esteban even harder to understand.

"De police are here and Miss Carey is in tears. Someone has stolen the little blonde peoples."

"Zack and Cody? Have been kidnapped?"

"That's what I've been saying, Sir."

"I'll be there as soon as I can." Moseby finished buttoning his shirt and grabbed his keys.

Carey pawed through the papers she kept in a drawer in the kitchen. "I have a recent picture in here. You see Zack was a little hefty, but they just had another jump in height and now he's so thin, I know I put it in here. Maddie took it. She gave me a copy last week. They just looked so sweet."

The police detective put a hand over hers. "Take your time. It's all right."

Right after he checked on London, Mr. Moseby went to the Martin suite only to find it was blocked by a police officer. He went to go around the man but was stopped. "Sorry sir, but you can't go in."

Mr. Moseby straightened and tugged on his coat. "I am the manager of this hotel and Ms. Martin's friend. She shouldn't be alone right now."

The uniformed cop looked unsure but a stocky man in a long dark trench, glasses and dark hair said. "Let 'him in Mike. She's about to crack and a friendly face couldn't hurt."

The cop nodded. "It's your show detective Harris."

"Unfortunately," He put his attention to Moseby, "Mr. Moseby, I'm Detective Harris, Boston PD, Special Crimes."

Moseby shook his hand. The man seemed confidant, which slightly tamed the butterflies in his stomach. Detective Harris was about 6 foot and looked like he'd been awake awhile, his white shirt was rumpled under his trench coat and his tie was slightly askew, while his Doc Martin boots made impressions on the floor. Moseby stopped analyzing the Det. and forced himself to ask. "What's going on? What's happened?"

Harris sighed. "From what we can get from Ms. Martin and the twin's friends, no one's seen the Martin Twins since 5:30 or so pm, yesterday."

He rubbed his face, "Oh god. Okay, so what are you doing to find them?"

"Everything we can," Det. Harris was going to say more but was interrupted by a cry.

From across the room both men heard, "First Case! NYPD!" Carey screeched.

Both Moseby and Det. Harris quickly made their way to the frantic woman. Moseby saw two women and a man standing with Carey. One of the women, a short brunette in a uniform, was quickly walking away. The other woman tall and very attractive and the man also tall and nicely built stayed with Carey and tried to calm her.

"Marion!" Carey broke away and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Someone took my babies!"

He patted her back and looked to Harris and the other two. The woman looked to Harris, "Officer Jackson's got a big mouth said the exact wrong thing."

Harris rolled his eyes. "Not unusual for her."

"What's going on here?" Moseby demanded. "What was she talking about?"

The woman looked to him. "I'm Det. Olivia Benson and this is my partner Det. Stabler. We're NYPD, here in Boston to help them open their own Special Crimes Unit."

"Open?" Now Moseby could see what had Carey so upset.

Harris waved his hand. "Hey, no this maybe the first case for the unit, but everyone on the unit has years of experience. I've worked kidnapping cases before, so has everyone else on the unit. None of us are green. We just finally have our own unit, modeled after a very successful unit in New York."

Carey sobbed into his shoulder, her breathing erratic as she tried to control herself.

"And Det. Benson and I are here for awhile even though they don't really need us. Ma'am these people know what they're doing."

Both Harris and Benson looked surprised at Stabler's statement, but Moseby noted they covered pretty fast. Det. Benson quickly nodded to her partner.

Det. Harris glanced between the two detectives, "and we'll be glad to have them." He turned back to Carey, who was just pulling out of Moseby's arms and wiping her face with the tissues she had clenched in one hand. "Ma'am, we will all do the best we can to bring your boys home."

Olivia turned and picked though the pile on the kitchen counter. "I thought I saw in that last pile," she held up a photo, "is this the one you were looking for?"

Carey took one look and a deep shuttering breath. "Yes. That's it, it's the newest picture I have of them."

Moseby glanced at the picture of the boys standing in the lobby and nodded. "Last week, I believe."

Olivia glanced at the photo and then handed it to her partner, who studied the picture and passed it to Harris, who starred, putting it to memory, before waving an officer over. "Get me copies of this." He brought a pad out of his trench coat pocket and looked it over. "Okay, let me make sure I got my facts. Zack Martin and Cody Martin identical twins, 16 years old. Cody's 5'5" and Zack's 5'4", they weigh between 110-120, they both have green eyes. Last seen leaving their friend Nax's house,"

"Max, her name is Max." Carey interrupted.

Harris scowled. "Sorry, couldn't read my own writing." He made the correction and continued, "Cody was wearing a blue dress shirt, with a sweater vest with blue and white triangles on it, paired with navy cargo skater shorts and brown vans. Zack was wearing a red tee-shirt with another shirt over it that was black with flames on the sleeves, paired with cargo black skater shorts and brown vans, correct?"

Carey nodded. "Yes and I thought about when you asked me if they could've gone anywhere else. They may have stopped at the comic book store. It's between here and Max's."

Harris made a note, "Comic book shop, check. Is there anywhere else they might have gone?"

"No, their skate boards are here, so not the park. I don't think so." She pulled at her tissues and looked at the detectives plainly. "They always leave notes."

Harris nodded. "Alright," he looked to the other two detectives, "If you'll give us a moment Ms. Martin."

She nodded and the three stepped away. Harris looked to his pad. "I'll figure out the story with the ex. She said he was going to be here soon."

"She said he was on stage when she called?" Stabler asked.

Harris nodded. "Yeah, she's got custody, but dad seems to like that arrangement."

"So most likely dad's not involved." Olivia stated.

Harris nodded, "Most likely. It's starting to shape up to abduction. Did you see that picture? Two pretty little boys," he shook his head, "fucking nightmare. Did they look anywhere close to 16 to you?"

"They're small and they do look a lot younger than 16. Perp might have thought they were younger." Olivia glanced back at Carey, who was tearing her tissue and talking to the hotel manager.

"Or someone who didn't care as long as they looked a lot younger." Stabler agreed, "If you want to wait for dad and set things up here, we'll go by the friend's and the comic book shop."

Harris rubbed a hand over his forehead and adjusted his glasses. "Yeah, I already got the dogs walking the trail. But the faster we move,"

"We know," Stabler slapped Harris' shoulder as they moved away.

"Ahh man, what hit me?" Zack groaned and rubbed the side of his head. His mouth felt like something had died in it and his limbs felt like lead. He blinked, the light was thankfully dim. He blinked again and saw Cody across from him, he rubbed his face. "Cody, wake up."

Zack looked around. They were in a closet or something the size of a closet and there was no doorknob, just a little plate where a doorknob would usually be. "I think we're in trouble." There was something around his neck and he felt a small box and a collar. He tugged at it but it didn't budge. He was afraid to pull on it further and left it alone. He leaned across and grabbed Cody's arm shaking him. "Cody, wake up, please."

Cody shook his head and moaned. "Zac, whats wrong?" Cody slowly lifted his arm and patted Zack.

"Wake up Cody, we're in big trouble." He looked around the room. The light was a single bulb at the top of the closet and it was surrounded by wire. On the wall opposite the door was a white poster board with, "Rules for Zack and Cody" written on it. Zack didn't read it, he was too busy panicking. When he stood up, he noticed his shoes were gone and that the floor was padded. He pushed on the door and noticed it was padded half way up.

"Where are we?" Cody tried to wake up but it was hard, he felt leaded down. He noticed the little room and fear spiraled up his spine. He could tell Zack was really scared. "Zack?"

Zack turned towards his brother and dropped to his knees in front of him. "I don't know. There's no doorknob."

Cody saw the collar around Zack's neck and touched his own.

"I don't know what it is. I'm afraid to mess with it, what if it blows up or something?" Zack shuttered.

Cody maneuvered slowly onto his knees and pushed Zack's head back so he could take a closer look. He turned it around Zack's neck there was a lock holding it closed and a hoop. He turned it back around he'd seen something like this before. His brain was still fuzzy though and he tried to shake it off so he could think. Zack pulled back and returned the gesture, studying the box around Cody's neck. "It looks like that box on Bob's puppy."

"An electric collar? Jesus, he's going to shock us?" Cody screeched. He looked around the room, becoming more aware and shaking off the heavy feeling. He saw the poster board, "what the hell?" He stood and looked to Zack.

"Yeah, our shoes are gone."

"So is my vest." Cody looked down, his shirt was buttoned wrong. He quickly re-buttoned it and sat back down then raised his eyes to Zack. "Did you notice,"

"I don't want to think about it." Zack answered before he could fully form the question. "We'd know if he had done something."

Cody nodded, quickly agreeing though he wasn't sure. He wanted Zack to be right. He turned his attention to the poster board, but Zack's standing was blocking him from reading it. "Come here." He pulled Zack next to him, it was a tight fit but neither of them minded. He wanted Zack as close as possible right now and the way Zack leaned into him, he felt the same way.

"Rules for Zack and Cody," Cody read, "disobedience will lead to painful repercussions."

"Why doesn't he just say he'll shock us?"

Cody shook his head. "I don't know, maybe it will be something else, something worse."

Zack shivered and cursed beneath his breath. "Thanks Cody."

"Sorry." He looked back to the poster, "You will call me sir, nothing other than sir. This is the most important rule and if either of you break this rule I will separate you."

Zack reached for Cody's hand which Cody grasped. "We can't let him separate us. I couldn't, I can't,"

"Me either, we'll remember. We won't mess up and he won't separate us." Cody tried to sound sure. Though the only thing he was sure of was if he tried to separate them it wouldn't be good. He really didn't think he could hold it together without Zack.

"Okay we can do that, sir, sir, we can remember that." Zack sounded a little hysterical.

Cody thought it matched how he felt perfectly. He took a deep breath and read the next line. "You will obey me, you will not question me, or fight me, or try to leave. There is no way out. If you behave you will be treated well and I will not hurt you. If you do not, you will be sorry." He swallowed, "Zack, I'm really scared."

Zack closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "We've seen his face. We know who he is. He's not going to let us go."

"What if he wants to experiment on us?" Cody swallowed the scream and the fear he felt falling out of his control.

Zack whimpered. "No. He said if we were good," he pointed towards the poster, "see if we're good he won't hurt us. He couldn't say that if he was going to experiment on us!"

Actually Cody figured the guy could say anything he wanted to but he knew Zack knew that, so he just nodded.

Zack changed the subject. "How long do you think we've been in here?"

"I don't know but I'm hungry." Cody rubbed his stomach and they shared a weak chuckle when it was Zack's stomach that growled.

"I have to go the bathroom." Zack stood up and looked down to his twin. "I'm going to knock on the door, okay?"

Cody swallowed his fear and nodded, he stood up next to Zack. "Go ahead."

Zack knocked on the door with the side of his fist. "Hey! We have to go the bathroom. Please."

"Just remember to call him Sir. Just think of it like his name, okay?" Cody's voice begged Zack's attention and this time Zack listened. "I won't forget Codes."

The door swung open, "I was just coming to get you boys." Sir stood to the side of the door with a big friendly smile.

Cody moved closer to Zack and grabbed his shirt. Zack moved into Cody, they didn't move.

"Come on, don't you want to go to the bathroom? I got you some food, breakfast." Sir stepped away from the door and further into the room. "Come on my sweets, I'm not going to hurt you."

Cody noticed the remote looking devices hanging from his belt lopes, one on either side. He touched the collar around his neck.

Sir glanced down. "I'm not going to need those am I? Because you are going to be good boys aren't you?"

Cody saw Zack nod from the corner of his eyes and quickly did the same.

"Good boys, now get out of there." Sir's voice hardened at the end and Cody wasn't sure exactly which one of them propelled them out of the closet. Sir immediately returned to a friendly smile. "Thank you my sweets."

Zack noticed there were two other doors on either side of the one they had just come out of. He figured they were like the closet they'd been in. About 2 feet ahead of them thick carpet started on the concrete floor and a few feet after that a huge bed. He swallowed thickly and leaned in closer to Cody and quickly looked beyond it, where there were lock boxes and a desk with a computer, along with tons of cameras and equipment. Zack started to get a very sickening feeling in his gut and quickly ignored it the best he could. He swallowed his fear because he knew if he panicked Cody would double panic.

The corner across from the desk was oddly empty except for a black box on the wall. Further down and across the room from the bed was a large screen TV, which looked to include a game system and tons of games. In front of the TV was a coffee table loaded down with several bags and large orange juices. There was a single chair on wheels to the side of the set up. Lastly, down from TV and across from where they now stood, was the strangest set up Zack had ever seen.

There was a half wall that stuck out into the room. The half wall was tiled as was the floor from the half wall to the wall, the same wall as the closets were on. There was another door down there as well, that door had a sink sitting on the tile next to it. Zack hoped the toilet was in there. Considering the set up on the tile it would make sense. Zack had never seen such a large tub as the one that sat on the tiles, there was also a huge shower encased in glass.

There was one thing that bothered Zack more than anything else. The walls were concrete and there were no windows and no doors. Zack shuddered. It had only taken him a few moments to look around the room and when he was done he looked up to Sir.

Sir smiled down at them. Zack was sure he thought it was friendly and it would have been, if not for the circumstances which made it un-nerving.

"Why don't you two go ahead and use the bathroom," he waved towards the door by the sink, "and then we'll have some breakfast."

Cody knew Zack was still staring at Sir as he dragged him along. Cody opened the door with the hand not holding onto Zack and Zack quickly shut the door after them. Unlike the closet this door had a doorknob on the inside but as Zack quickly learned it didn't have a lock. There was nothing in the room beside a toilet, just a toilet and concrete walls, the two of them barely fit. It wasn't even a regular house toilet but like one you'd see in a public restroom, there wasn't even a tank.

Even after they were finished, they paused before going out. "How does he get in here?" Cody whispered.

Zack thought about the room. "Maybe it has something to do with the black box in the empty corner?"

Cody agreed. "Maybe it's some sort of security door opener."

"Which means we couldn't open it even if we got to it," Zack slumped against the wall.

"I miss mom." Cody whispered.

Zack hugged his brother tightly, "Me too." Cody hugged him back and they stood still for a moment trying to contain their fears before they broke apart. They nodded to each other and Zack opened the door.

Sir was waiting for them by the coffee table. "Go ahead and sit down," he waved towards the floor, "the remotes on the table there, why don't you two pick something you want to watch."

TBC: As always continuation is completely dependent upon reception, in other words if you want to see more tell me so and you shall receive. Thank you for your reviews they got this part written.