I tried to get out of the chair for 7,200 seconds. Five days they left me, no food and no water. I managed to move a little bit and I did some screaming. It didn't help any and if it did I didn't know. So I sat there. Then they waltzed back in the door with a bolt cutter. Crap, show time. I was praying for anybody or somebody to come get me. They were planning on taking off a body part. I was starving but my mind was on other things like Red coming towards me clipping the cutters menacingly.
"Hey, little lass. We're back? Ya hungry? Or thirsty?" Red asked me getting closer each time. I gulped. Hey guys, now is a good time to swoop in and save the day. I thought uselessly.
"I don't think you guys waited long enough. See, the minimum days to wait is ten and it's only been five." I told them hoping they would fall for it.
"Is that true?" Red asked turning to Hughie. Hughie rolled his eyes. Red sure was dumb.
"No you big dope, she's just doesn't want her fingers off. God, how stupid are you?" Hughie asked Red grabbing the bolt cutters, while slapping Red on the back of the head.
"Wait! You need to disinfect it. What happens if you cut my finger off and I get infected. What about bandages? What happens if I bleed to death? Whatcha going to do then? You'll get yourselves killed that's what. Cause you'll have to dump my body and then they'll have you for sure." I said before taking a breath, I was just babbling now. Hoping for some kind of delayed cutting. Red looked at Hughie.
"I'm out of here if we don't do that stuff. Cause the only reason I'm here is because of her dad." Red said backing away.
"Richy you cannot back out. I need you, fine we'll go get the stuff. You better be here when I get back." Hughie said to Richy. So I knew his name now. I nodded to Hughie who left the bolt cutters on the table before grabbing Richy and heading for the door. When they left my focus went to the cutters, they were bolt cutters. Who knew the bad guys could be so stupid, a bit cliché if you ask me. I went forward inch by agonizing inch.
Right there, now just got to turn the chair around. It took me forever but I finally turned the chair around. I wondered when they would be back. Hopefully it would take them a while. When I was turned around I grabbed them and started working on the hand bolts. That took even longer. I had just cut the last off when they came back. I quickly scrambled and undid my feet and jumped up.
I ran as faraway as possible. There was one window on the opposite side of them. I ran as fast and hard as I could. I jumped through the window, the glass stinging a bit. I couldn't worry about that now, I had to go. I ran and ran and ran and ran. Then I just collapsed. I hadn't had any food or water in five days, I couldn't keep it up. That's when a black van squealed next to me. Hughie and Richy jumped out and I used the rest of my energy to scream and kick and fight.
In the middle of it I heard the beating wings of a chopper coming. We all looked up, except Hughie who grabbed me and threw me into the van. Red jumped in the front seat and it was starting all over again. Hughie had me but my wrists and slapped a pair of handcuffs on me. I grumbled, this was so not good. I couldn't really fight, I had no energy left. I had a feeling we weren't going back to the warehouse we had just been at.
In fact I was pretty sure it was swarming with a lot of CIA agents. We were driving really really fast. We were swerving. We were about to flip over but we didn't. Hughie climbed up front and took shotgun. I was sitting in the back there was one window on the back of the van. I didn't see anyone following us. My hope fell just a tad. Then I saw a familiar face pop up in the back window. The green eyes of the boy I love were staring at me. I sighed in relive. He made a quiet sign with his fingers. I nodded.
"Hey you guys I'm hungry. Can we stop for burgers?" I asked not looking towards them.
"No! You've given us enough trouble already. All we need now is to stop and you to yell and scream." Hughie told me lifting a hand gun. A 38 Smith&Wesson. Hey, what can I say it's spy school we learn our weapons, even the ones we probably wouldn't use. I saw Zach climb up to the roof of the car, and I saw it bend in as he climbed over it. Then Hughie's door opened and he was thrown out of the car.
Zach swung in and kicked Richy out of the driver's seat and took his spot. He gained control of the vehicle and pulled it to the side of the road. He came back and undid the hand cuffs with a portable metal cutter. Then I collapsed into his arms. I couldn't help it and I started to cry. He was holding me when my mom and Solomon came up. I didn't see my dad. I would ask about it later.
A/N: How'd you like it? I just had to let her get out of there, cause I like a girls who can do things for themselves, of course not everything. But we needed a guy to come and get her. Okay, so I have a problem with girls who wouldn't try to do anything. Have you ever seen the Princess Bride where Buttercup just stands there letting Westley get attacked by the RUS(rodents of unusual sizes. Or that's what I think they're called anyways.) I hated that she wouldn't do anything to help, so I couldn't just write that someone came and saved the day. Cammie had to help a little. Lol, yeah I would do the same thing if I were her, I hope. Woah, that was long, well please review. Tell me what you think. Cause I just love reviews!