As you wish everyone who asked for this. :) I do enjoy a good torture fic with a story line as well :D:D

Another day, another beating. Neal lay on the floor of the small basement with his head in hands while the larger man kicked into his ribs. Like every day. It had to have been at least 3 days since the moment he was forced to say what he dreaded. He had taken the beatings in hope that Peter would find him. But each day dragged on and each day he waiting in vein.

'How do you plead Neal?' Tiny asked in a smug, self important tone,

Neal could take no more. He'd give in. 'Guilty.' He was sick of the games.

'guilty? Well that sounds better doesn't it.' He leant down and pull Neal's face up so that he was looking into his eyes. 'You'll be a good boy won't you?'

Neal gritted his teeth. He was a free spirit and now he was bowing down to this scum? Could he even live with himself if he did escape this torment? Yes... He could live with himself. He had to be able to because he was stronger than Tiny gave him credit for. 'Yes...'

Tiny smiled. 'Fantastic' He shoved his lips to Neal's with a painful force, crushing himself into him like a hammer. When he finally pulled away Neal could only gasp for breath. 'I do love my new pet, guys.' He smiled up at his friends.

pet? Neal was not a pet! How dare he call him that? This entire situation was fucked. How the hell did he get himself into this? Did he deserve it? He had done a lot of things in his life, but violence was not something he enjoyed. Yes, he admitted that he had punched Tiny, but it was self defence! He was protecting himself against exactly this! A lot of good it did him. He was in a situation worse than what he imagined! How could things get so bad and where the hell was Peter?

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'I'm glad you called me.' Peter sighed. 'I was almost certain you were just taking my number just to shut me up.'

'Not at all. Mozzie told me that you and Neal are quite close now. I'm glad he made a friend like you. You really are good for him.' Phaedra answered.

'What have you got?'

'Mozzie gave me some wicked information. I know where one of Tiny's guys are gonna be later tonight.'

'Where?'

'Not your concern. What your concern is this, I'm going to get this guy to set up a meeting between me and Tiny. When I do, I'll get him to let me see Neal.'

'How exactly do you expect to do that?'

'Acting, and lots of it. If I can get him to think that I'm just as mad at Neal as he is, he might just want to watch me torture him...' The words came out of her mouth so easily but the meaning hit her like a bullet in her chest. She might have to go very far, too far? Could she really do what she might have to do to Neal? After everything they'd been through? 'I have to go...' She hung up before Peter could protest. She dialed another umber quickly.

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A knock at the door and Phaedra answered it. 'Mozzie...' She hugged him.

'Whats wrong?' Mozzie pulled her from the hug softly and smiled. They sat on the hotel couch.

'I'm not sure I can do this...'

'Do what?'

'This! Even if Tiny decides that I can see Neal, you realise what I'll have to do to gain his trust?'

Mozzie thought for a moment. Things could get extremely intense and she would have to do things that she wouldn't ever want to do... Things were harder than once thought. 'Yes I do.'

'After everything we've been through... I'll have to make him really believe I hate him when really I...' She stopped herself but Mozzie knew exactly what she was going to say.

'Yes I know. But you have to do your best. Its ether this or... I don't want to think of what Tiny's doing to him already! I can't! It's this or Neal suffers indefinitely! He'll forgive you, I know it. But I don't think he would if you didn't try.'

She smiled. 'I know how I'll do it.'

'Do what?'

'Get myself angry enough to force the act out of my mouth.'

Mozzie knew as well. It was the hardest thing he could think of...

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'You have to leave Phaedra.' Kates eyes were focused on hers.

'Is that so?'

'It is. Neal and I are happy together. We love each other and you're getting in the way.'

'I haven't done a thing, only be his friend.'

'But I know you love him. He doesn't, but I do and I wont let you have him.'

'Thats not really your choice now is it?' She lowered her voice. 'Besides, he loves you... Not me.'

'Save yourself the hurt and leave Phaedra.'

'Cut my ties with him?'

'Yes.'

'And what do I tell him?' In her heart she knew she had too. Neal would never love her.

'Don't say a thing, just leave.'

'Fuck you Kate. I've known him just as long as you. I'll say what I want to him.'

'And he chose me! Not you!'

Those words cut her to the bone. He did chose her and that was the truth. She turned her back and walked.

'Don't come back!'

Every impulse in her body told her to punch Kate out but she didn't, the pure reason for that was simply, it would hurt Neal and that was the last thing she wanted to do. She knew Kate was right. She had to leave and it killed her.

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'Phaedra?' Mozzie put his hand on her knee.

'Yes?'

'You fazed out.'

'Sorry...' She thought for a moment. 'Do you think I can do it? Honestly?'

'I think you're the best actress Ive ever met... The best actress I can think of.'

She smiled. 'Thanks Mozzie.'

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Neal sat up for a moment, he needed air and surely Tiny would allow him that. His chest felt like it had been crushed. He'd been kicked more times than he'd believed and air was becoming harder and harder to grasp. He coughed dryly while sucking in as much oxygen as possible.

'Have you had enough?' Tiny asked.

He wouldn't answer. Truth was that he had in fact had enough, but what could he do about it? Even if he did everything he was told, Tiny would find a reason to beat the hell out of him.

'Have you?' Tiny was shouting now.

Neal jumped a bit. 'Yes!'

'Fine then.' He looked up at his friends. 'Lets go.'

They left Neal on his own, not even bothering to tie him up. That was odd. Was it a trap? It felt like one but he didn't care. All he cared was that he had a chance to reorganise his thoughts. He couldn't do this for the rest of his life and something told him that Tiny could. He'd keep him alive for years if it possible. Fucking years. Decades? That thought made him dizzy. He would 'not' stay there for decades but that was exactly what Tiny wanted. Neal was positive that Tiny could keep him that long, until all the sanity was drained out of him and he was, as Tiny wanted him. A loyal 'pet.'

Two thoughts crossed his mind. One being that he was free to kill himself. To end his life and rid himself the pain that he'd suffer if he was to fail an escape... but there lay the second thought... Escape... could he risk failure? He knew what Tiny would do to him and that scared him completely and utterly to the core. Thats the very reason that he punched him in the first place!

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Ugh!

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The thought of death crossed his mind again and that was the last he thought of it. He would not kill himself. Though some might disagree, he knew he had a reason to live. He had friends and a life. He wasn't about to let Tiny beat him to the point of death. But an attempt at escape? Could he risk it? He decided he could. If it meant a chance of getting out of that room, he would take the chance.

He got to his feet and hobbled over to the stairs. He had no plan, but what plan could he make? He walked up the stairs and twirled the doorknob. A feeling of adrenaline and shock overflowed his chest when it clicked. He pulled it open and walked out into a brightly lit room. He couldn't take a thing. Not the colours of the walls or the sensation of the carpet on his bare feet.

He walked as quickly as his feet would let him, following the hallway to the end. He opened the end door and was met with a large figure. He looked him in the face and was met with shock. Every part of him told him to run, so he did. He pushed past the man ad moved his feet as quickly as humanly possible. He hit a glass door and turned the knob. It opened and he sprinted for his life. He could hear the man shouting for help and with that he felt his feet leave the ground quicker. He pulled a large wooden door open and was met with trees... green trees. He looked around. They were in the middle of the fucking bush!