soo...anyone else hear that ltm got cancelled? :(((((
NOOOOOOOOOO!
"Mind telling me what's going on?"
Vance searched frantically for an answer that Greg wasn't going to kill him over. "Uh...Eh...Well the thing is..."
"Where is she, Vance!" Greg shouted.
"Probably at the Lightman Group." His sentence ended in more of a question.
"Then why in the world did I get a call from DeGrow saying he had her and Cal?"
Vance's jaw flung open. Oh no, DeGrow called him. What else did he say to Greg? "That's...Greg, look why don't you come in and we'll-"
"You bet I'm coming in. I'm heading over to your office right now!"
He sighed. "I'll see you in a few minutes."
Vance shut the cell and turned around to look at Ben whose expression was along the edge of horrified and frantic. "Greg?"
Vance nodded and ran a hand through his ruffled hair. "DeGrow must have a death wish or something."
It was Ben's turn to nod. "After we found out where the hell he is and what he wants, I'm going to kill him."
"You can count me in on that."
-x-
Gillian and Cal were shoved onto a chair which were tried together. A man held them down as the other tied their hands in front of them. Cal grunted and tried to get away from them but they were already done with both of them before he could do anything. DeGrow found his way back in front of the couple and he stood there, hands behind his back and smiling.
"I'm going to need something from you," DeGrow said, looking at Cal.
Cal glared back at him and snarled. "Then let her go."
Laughing, DeGrow said, "Ahh you still don't get it do you?" DeGrow crouched down. "Your not going to get out of here. Ever."
Cal continued to glare at him straight in the eye. He wanted to bite the guy's head right off the shoulders. Taking him was fine, but Gillian...that was a bad move. Cal could tell Gillian was trying her best to keep a straight poker face. Her eyes were shining as bright as the stars thanks to the tears threatening to fall but Cal couldn't do anything about it. He wanted to reach out and tell her everything would be ok but currently, he was all tied up, and so was she. And before her could open his mouth again, a duct tape rudely found its way into trapping his and Gillian's mouth. He saw DeGrow picking up a syringe and a second later, he blacked out.
-x-
The door nearly flew off it's hinges as it opened with a bang. A very furious looking Gregory stood by the door, his face red as a plum. Vance and Reynolds looked up and their mouths dropped. Both stood up quickly as Greg stomped over to Vance.
"Listen, Greg, I can explain this..." Vance started.
Greg shoved his phone at Vance who stumbled to catch it. Vance glanced at the screen and looked back up at Greg who said, "Listen to it."
Vance curiously put the phone next to his ear.
'I have your daughter, Greg.' DeGrow...
'What?' Vance winced.
'Tell Vance to call me- ah ah ah never mind, I'll just call him myself.'
After a moment of silence, 'Whay did you call me, DeGrow?'
Laugh. 'Well I was bored and thought you might want to be informed about where your daughter is.'
The line clicked to an end.
"Did you record this?" Vance asked, not sure whether to be happy DeGrow was going to call him or not.
"Yes, I did," Greg spat. He took the phone from Vance's hand and shoved it back in his pocket. "I told the rookie to trace it and it bounced off from fifteen different locations."
"This guys a pro," Reynolds muttered from the couch.
"Yea," said Greg. "So, mind telling me where the hell my daughter is?"
"Uhm..." Vance scratched his head. "Dr. Foster is..."
Greg's patience dropped to negative zero. "Vance!"
"She got taken away!" Vance shouted, losing his sense of thinking.
Greg's mouth dropped. "It was true?...but...how?"
Vance sighed. He didn't exactly know what was going on so he let Reynolds take over. "We were...we were making a trade. Lightman for Evan ... and things got out of hand and Gillian was taken."
Greg's face was emotionless for a while, then it turned to shock. He stumbled to the couch and took a seat in front of Reynolds. "Why..."
"I'm sorry, Greg." Reynolds said. "We can still get them you know, all we need is a..."
"You don't get it, Ben," Greg said in silent torment. "If DeGrow sets his mind to it, he would kill anyone in a snap. That's how dangerous he is."
This made Vance think of Lightman. Would he care if his now-found-out-dad died right before his eyes? In a part of the world, Vance said to himself he really didn't care what happened to the man that abandoned him. But the other part told him that Cal Lightman was his biological dad, flesh and blood. Maybe even pretending to be his son for once wouldn't hurt so bad.
-x-
When Cal came to, he was seemingly alone. The walls, however seemed to be moving. Shaking his head and clearing his mind, he focused on what was happening. There were three walls in front of him, and the middle one had an odd line crossing through...he was in a van. Luckily, blindfolds weren't blinding his vision, however binds were tied up on his wrist and ankle, as well as the duct tape from the previous meeting with DeGrow. He looked back to see two people in the seat in front of his, one seemed to be driving and the other just sat there. He could tell it wasn't Evan or DeGrow. Groaning, he lifted his heavy torso and slumped up against the wall of the vehicle. As he stared into darkness, one question came to mind. If he was here, where was Gillian?
-x-
Gillian woke up a similar way to Cal, except for the fact that she wasn't bound of duct taped. She too soon realized that a moving van was caring her. Where to, she had no idea. When Gillian tried to move and sit upright, her elbows gave way and she found herself lying on the carpeted floor.
-x-
"What do you mean?" Reynolds said to Greg.
Greg sighed before replying. "To DeGrow, this life is like a whole game. If the character gets uninteresting, he gets rid of them. He see's whose capable of doing some sort of action, he see's why they would do it. Before DeGrow worked at the Pentagon, he did a lot of crazy stunts. I'm amazed the Pentagon didn't find that them when he was working."
"Well what did he do?" Reynolds asked.
After a moment, Greg replied, "He would dump two people in the middle of no where and see if they survived."
-x-
The van slowed down and Cal felt it being pulled back. a minute later, the van jerked and the door opened.
-x-
Gillian and almost fully conscious when the car door burst open and she was dragged out. Then she saw Cal, in a much worse state then her and she got ready to run to him. The plan failed when the man grabbed her by the arms and pulled her tightly. At least that got Cal to stare in that direction and see them. Cal saw just in time to see the man stick the syringe into Gillian's neck and a second later, she was limp in his arms. This made Cal furious. From behind the two vans, Evan showed up. He smiled. "Have fun." Then he nodded to the men holding the two of them and they pulled on Cal and an unconcious Gillian until they came to the edge of a cliff. Cal looked down and saw nothing but the raging roaring water and rocks. Before he knew it, he was being plummeted down into the pit of hell.