"Twenty three days."

She blinked as the man smirked down at her, watching as she ground her teeth against the gag.

"Ya know I hear they stop looking after the first forty eight hours." His black eyes never wavered from hers as he stepped closer. She hadn't been fighting him as much lately. Must have been the all water diet.

One, two-her feet collided roughly with his chest as he bent over her.

"Come on, kitten I thought we were over this?" He said, chuckling at her weak attempts to keep him at bay. He grabbed her ankles and pushed them back towards her.

A startled cry came from her dry throat as she deliriously tried to kick him off. She caught him in the shoulder, earning a growl from him.

"That's enough." He took hold of her ankle; throwing it to the concrete. He grabbed her t-shirt. "You're gonna knock this bullshit off, kitten, or I'm gonna seriously consider adding you to my list of broken toys."

The woman winced as he pulled the once white material over her head. A scrapping sound was heard and she stilled a moment. She knew that sound.

A frustrated scream came from behind the gag as the man dragged a shard from the bottle along her stomach. He chuckled.

And behind the screen of her t-shirt, she cried.

-

The conference room was crowded. Danny, Stella, Lindsey, Adam, hell even Kendall was there for emotional support. But most were sitting quietly, waiting for Caroline to call from Washington and assure them that the Kiwi was okay. The younger of the two had been adamant about waiting with his friend's former team.

"So," Mac looked at the young psychologist as he the lunch room. "How'd Ella take all this?"

Adam looked up, turning away from Kendall to look at Sweets, "oh god, how did Ella take it?"

"Well," Sweets rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm afraid the FBI has been quite clear about not telling them."

"Wait-they don't know? What'd ya mean they don't know?!" Danny said, tone turning hostile as he approached the young man.

"Hey, who the hell do you think you are? Any of you?" Sweets barked, "We checked her records, the only person who continued to call her after her disappearance was her family and Erica! And now you get all high and mighty about who they chose to tell?"

Adam put his head down as Stella glanced at him, the room was still and the air suddenly seemed so much denser than before.

"I'm sorry-I'm just not handling this whole thing too well." Sweets said, licking his reddish lips before biting them. "Marcy's-"

"I know, I shouldn't of…you really didn't call them?" Danny asked, still mildly astounded.

"We-they," He corrected, dropping his brown eyes to the ground, "thought if anyone was told they may try to contact the media, and I have reason to believe the more media attention he gets the more brutally he treats them so…"

Mac pulled out his cell phone as the room quieted once again. "I'm going to check in with Caroline again."

And with that left the room. Lindsey, who was still slightly bitter over Danny forgetting her birthday, crossed the room to sit beside the young man from the FBI.

"How-how old are you exactly?" She asked, feeling somewhat like an idiot after asking it. Sure it didn't matter, but Christ.

"I'll be twenty three in a month."

"Twenty-" Lindsey shook her head, exasperated as the team chuckled. "What is it with the FBI and the young ones?!"

"Everyone of 'em's a pedophile at heart, Montana." Danny smirked, laughing at her expression.

"Why? Is this a common occurrence?" Kendall asked, looking around the room at her friends much relieved faces.

"Well, let's see, Marcy was twenty two when she first started, and her grad students seem to range from…" Stella pouted her lips in thought, "maybe twenty to twenty seven."

"Really?" the blonde asked, "I'm not sure how pleased I'd be about working for someone younger than me."

"Oh, they love her." Sweets smiled sadly, "Fisher even gave her a vile of his blood for Christmas."

There was a beat, before Danny broke the silence. "Please tell me he was a suspect."

"Well, it was attached to a necklace." The young one shifted around, pulling a box from his side. Carefully flipping it open, he pulled out a small chain with a small red capsule like charm on the end.

"That's disgusting." Lindsey scoffed while Stella chuckled.

"That's commitment."