Okay so I got one review and one private message :S i had no idea what people wanted to see or how far to go so i'm just working off the messages I got. I hope you enjoy PLEASE tell me what you think. XoXo

P.S This is quite violent and there are rape scenes so be prepared.

Neal sat alone for a moment until Tiny burst back in the door. He knew that Neal would do anything to escape what was about to happen and he was ready for just about anything.

'You know, ever since you've been here, this room has begun to smell like you.' Tiny smiled. 'I like it, very natural, very pleasant.'

Neal squirmed in his chair a little, just enough that Tiny noticed. He twisted his wrists against the arm or the chair.

'You hurt yourself...' Tiny walked towards Neal slowly and examined his wrists. They were red and the skin was peeling from beneath the zip ties that held him to the chair. 'there's no sense in twisting and turning them... You're only causing it to become irritated.'

Neal looked away.

'And now its sore i suspect.' He smiled. 'Just hold still and we will begin.'

[begin?] Neal felt sick. He knew what that meant but he didn't want to think about it. Not until the very moment he had too. He bit his lip hard breathing in and out as smoothly as he could.

'It'll hurt less if you stay still.' Tiny added. He pulled a needle from his pocket and waved it in front of Neal's eyes. 'Relax...' He pulled the lid off and released a slight trickle of liquid from tip.

'Don't...' Fear built up in Neal's chest. 'I'll do whatever you ask...'

'You will anyway. You'll do everything I ask... or I'll do it again.' Tiny added. He grabbed Neal's arm and held it steady as he pricked the needle into his the space behind his elbow.

'What is that?'

'A light sedative. It won't knock you out but it'll make you weaker and a little disorientated.

'Just knock me out!'

'Wheres the fun in that?'

there was little that could be done as the sedative took its effects. Neal's head grew lighter and his body felt flat. Tiny began to cut the zip ties from his arms and legs. Soon he was free.

'Go on then...' He smiled.

Knowing full well that he could not escape and that Tiny was playing games with him Neal stayed seated.

'I thought you 'wanted' to be free?'

'You're playing games. I wont play them too.'

'Fine... Lets get to it then.' Tiny launched himself towards Neal, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him forwards.

Neal was not ready for the angered attack. He fell with him and landed on the ground. He got to his hands and knees, attempting to crawled away in the other direction but was stopped by forceful arms which pushed him to the ground.

'Get off me!' Neal hissed at the top of his lungs. He twisted himself around and threw out one of his arms in attempt to hit Tiny, anywhere he could but he had jumped out of reach, leaving Neal in the same position as earlier.

'Go on, try to make it up the stairs.' Tiny smiled, he looked like an animal. His eyes were wild and his smile was one of raging lunatic.

Neal pulled himself from the ground, stumbling a bit at the sudden disorientation that he felt. There was no escape but he wanted to feel the hope in his stomach for longer, as long as he could. So he darted for the stairs. Though he had finally made it to the first of them he was wobbling and crashing into the walls with every step.

Tiny boomed with laughter. 'You're a riot Neal Caffrey!' He ran towards him and pulled him from the stairs by his hair.

Neal withdrew a loud cry of pain and stumbled backwards with Tiny pulling him along. 'You can't face me one on one without drugging me!' Neal hissed. 'What kind of man does that make you?'

'It makes me a cautious man.'

'It makes you a weak man!'

'I don't really care, as long as I'm getting what I want!' He shoved Neal to the ground and threw himself on top of him. As long as i get to do this 'all the time' I'm a happy man.' HE unbuckled his pants.

[All the time?] Neal could almost vomit. His body wanted to but he tried hard to hold it in. Where the fuck was Peter? Why hadn't he found him and taken him home? This was going so far and no prgress was being made! He just wanted to be free!

Suddenly his entire body tensed up and a loud cry escaped his mouth. 'Fuck!'

'That woke you up!' Tiny laughed.

'Get the fuck off me! Get off me!' Pain coursed through his body. But all he could do was struggle. He kicked his legs furiously and scratched at the floor beneath him.

'Calm down!' Tiny chuckled. 'It'll be over before you know it.' He pushed himself right up against Neal causing him to cry out painfully. 'I'll have you 'begging' me to kill you!'

'Stop it...' He scraped his fingernails across the concrete floors, trying to pull himself away while he let his legs fall to the ground. He closed his eyes tight and crushed his teeth together in an attempt to block out the pain he was feeling.

.

.

Tiny zipped up his pants and walked to the stairs. 'Tie him up!' he called out to someone at the top. The doors opened and Lex walked down. He pulled Neal to the chair and tried to sit him down but Neal cried out in agony.

'What?' Lex asked.

'It hurts!'

Lex wasn't exactly should where to go from there. His orders were to tie him up but something inside him sympathized with him. 'I have to tie you up.'

Neal clutched onto the mans shirt, trying desperately not to sit down or be pushed down, though the sedative was sitting active in his blood and this man could easily overpower him even without a sedative.

'You done down there yet?' Tiny's voice filled the small room.

'Um, almost.' He pulled Neal's hands away and attempted to push him down onto the chair.

'Don't!' Neal begged.

'I have to! Don't make this difficult!'

'Please?'

Lex sighed. 'I'll speak with Tiny.' He let Neal lie on his stomach while he ran up the stairs to speak to his friend and it wasn't long before he returned. Neal flinched at the touch. 'I'll sit with you for a moment, then I have to tie you back up.' Lex crossed his legs on the floor.

Neal lay flat on his stomach the cement was cold under his bare stomach but he had managed to pull his boxer briefs back up. 'why are you doing this?'

'Tiny is my friend.'

'You do this for all of your friends?'

'Shut up or this rest ends'

'I just don't understand you. You seem different to the others...'

'I'm not a cruel man... I know I seem to be, but I'm not.'

'I did notice that. If you're not a cruel man, why the hell are you helping him?'

'He's the reason I'm alive today. I owe him my life.'

'I could owe you my life...'

'He won't kill you.'

Neal thought for a moment. 'I don't want to die, but if he doesn't kill me, how long will he keep me?' He shivered. 'Will he even let me go?'

'I don't know where he intends to go with all of this.'

'Is anyone looking for me?'

Lex frowned. 'Yes. But they wont find you.' He sighed. 'Tiny made sure of that.'

'There's no chance?' Neal lowered his eyes. 'No chance at all...'

'There's always hope...'

'After today... I don't believe in hope.'

Lex sighed. He believed there was only one way Neal would be leaving and that was in the trunk of Tinys car.

.

.

'So Bret...' Phaedra smiled. 'Do you like blondes?' She sat with the large man in a secluded bar. They were 2 out of 4 people in the entire establishment.

Bret smiled. 'I love them.'

'Really?' she smiled back, 'What does a guy like you do for a living?'

Bret tensed up. 'Trade. I give a little, take a little. What about you?'

'I'm an actress.'

'An actress? What kind?'

'All kinds... You know what I do best?'

'Whats that?'

'Drama...' She pulled out a long black container and pushed it against his stomach. 'When i push this button...' She signaled down to the black container. 'A blade will come out, just long enough to pierce one of your main atarys . You'll bleed into your stomach for about 30 seconds before you die.'

'What the hell are you doing?'

'I want you to call 'Tiny' and tell him i want a meeting with him. Do it right now or I wont hesitate to cut your guts out.'

'You wont get away with it.' He looked over at the others in the bar.

'I'm quick on my feet... I could kill them both in 30 seconds.'

'What do you want with Tiny?'

'He's up to something with a certain someone and I want in.'

'What are you talking about?'

'Just call him. Tell him Phaerda Pearl wants a meeting. Now.'

Bret picked up his phone and dialed a number. Tiny, Its Bret. I have a girl here...' He looked at her. 'Phaedra Pearl, she wants a meeting with you.' He paused. 'He wants to know why...'

'Tell him I have a proposition for him and I want to see him right away.'

'She has a proposition for you. She wants to see you immediately.' He paused. 'Yes... The usual place...Okay... Goodbye.' He hung up.

Phaedra raised an eyebrow.

'He'll be here in 20 minutes.'

.

.

'Phaedra Pearl?' A man entered the room She'd know that face from anywhere. It was Tiny.

She stood up and walked confidently towards him. 'What would you prefer I called you?'

'A girl as pretty as you? Call me Tiny.' He smiled as he kissed her hand. 'You spoke of a proposition?' they sat down together, away from Bret.

'Yes. I heard along the grape Vine that you had been released from prison.'

'You heard right.'

'And I also heard along the grape vine...' She lowered her voice. 'Neal Caffrey was missing..' She chuckled. 'Funny thing that.'

Tiny frowned. 'Whats that got to do with me?'

'Oh come on. Don't take me for a fool. Two weeks after you're released from jail and Neal Caffrey, protected by the FBI goes missing? And after I heard what happened in jail all that time ago...'

'What did you hear?'

'Does it matter? What really matters is that I know exactly whats going on and I want to offer you something.'

'And whats that?'

'Money. Rumor has it that you're running low.'

'I'll pick myself up again.'

'Of course, but I'm offering you 10 grand.'

'10 grand? Why? What do you want from me?'

'I want a meeting. With Neal.'

'Who even said I had him?'

She smiled.

'And even if i did, why would you want to see him?'

'Neal stole something from me a long time ago. Something very precious to me. I want him to admit it, tell me who he sold it to and tell me he's sorry.'

'You want an apology?'

'Who doesn't these days?'

'10 grand for an apology?'

'And the buyer he sold it too. Yes.'

'And what if he refuses?'

'To admit his wrong doing? I have my ways. But I'm paying the 10 grand for the meetings it will take until he admits it. Shouldn't take long of course.'

'How many meetings are we talking about?'

'2 maybe 3 at most. Then, I'll take my information and leave. No questions asked.'

'Why should I trust you?'

'Ask any of Neal's Friends. I used to love him... He broke my heart... I wasn't him to regret that.'

Tiny thought for a moment. He was in need of that money and there really hell has no wrath like a woman scorned. He smiled at her, deciding to take the chance. What was life without risks? 'When would you like to see him?'

'How about now?'

Leave reviews pleeeeeease XoXo