I'm sorry people this took forever. I don't have follow through and have never written an ending to a story. This story was written a few season's ago when Eliot pretended to go out with Maggie.

Chapter 5: Plan and Panic

Two minutes after getting in the car Parker started bouncing in her seat. "Can't we get there any faster?"

"Woman, I'm trying my best! We're five minutes out." Hardison was playing with his phone while he was driving to turn all the lights he needed green. Using that he made great time but it still felt like he had been driving for hours. "He'll be fine Parker. I mean it is Eliot. It's not like he can't take care of himself right?" Hardison was not sure who he was trying to convince.

Eliot had been unconscious for several minutes and Maggie could see Vlad was getting bored. He got out of his chair and stared at Eliot. Vlad gave an order in Russian to the two henchmen standing in the room. They both grabbed a side of Eliot's chair and dragged him into the bathroom. A minute later the water was turned on in the tub. Vlad walked into the bathroom with a pair of wire cutters flashing in his hand. The chair was thrown back into the bedroom followed by a loud splash. It was silent for a moment then what sounded like someone thrashing in the water. Maggie relaxed a little satisfied with the fact that Eliot was still alive

Maggie saw her chance. With no one else in the room she started inching towards the table at the end of the bed where the Russians had left the few knives they found on Eliot. She got to the end of the bed and grabbed the biggest knife. She slid the knife between her wrists and cut the rope. She had just gotten the rope cut off of her ankles when the sound stopped in the other room. She started to panic before Eliot was pulled out of the water and began coughing. She scrambled back to the top of the bed and slid the knife up her sleeve. She laid the rope back across her arms and ankles to look like she was still tied up.

Vlad came back into the room dragging Eliot with a hold under his arm. He tossed Eliot into a table where he bounced off and fell limply to the ground. Maggie let out a small shriek as she heard a loud crack that must have been Eliot's ribs. Without the wire on his stomach and wrists it was too easy to see the damage it caused. Eliot laid on the ground gasping and sputtering a mix of water and blood. His eyes rolled up to look at Maggie. His mouth moved to speak but before anything came out he was kicked in the ribs.

"The dead do not speak unless spoken to Mr. Spencer." Vlad sneered down at him, his eyes dancing.

"I ain't dead yet," Eliot chocked out. Though I will be soon, he thought as he saw a pool of blood forming around him. The kick had opened the hole in his side.

"No, I suppose you're not. But that is so you can answer me one question. How does it feel knowing that no one is here to save you."

Eliot replied with a loud laugh. He did not know why he was laughing he just did not think of anything else to do. His mind was getting hazey making it hard to think of a plan. He just had to get Maggie out. What happened to him or anything else, did not matter.

"I will finish with him. It looks as though he only has minutes left in him. You may do what you wish with the girl." One of the henchmen nodded and smiled as he turned toward Maggie. Eliot growled. "Love makes you stupid Mr. Spencer. You must have forgotten that."

"Who am I in love with man? 'Cause it sure as hell ain't you and I barely know her." His voice was starting to become more air than sound. Vlad stared at him for a moment before shaking his head.

"Whatever you feel for her brought you here, to this end." He walked closer feeling confident in his victory. Eliot was relying on that.