Lucy remained in the dark room for at least another week, or she thought she had been in the room for a week. Give or take a few days. Phantom hardly spoke to her after the stunt which she had pulled. Apparently by not talking to her he was punishing her. Lucy saw it more as a reward. He bought her meals and allowed her to use the bathroom; he had even bought her a change of clothes. Another long shirt which was presumably his. However he was growing tired. He thought that she would have begged him to speak with her but she seemed uninterested in him, he didn't know why. He knew she missed her father for some estranged reason...but he thought that his love would have been enough for her. He had seen Patrick Jane on the TV, begging the public to share any knowledge they may have on the whereabouts of his daughter. Phantom couldn't help but chuckle at the failure of the man. He was different to all those years ago when he had slandered Red John.
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Lucy heard the door of her room unlock and she huddled against the wall. She hoped he would still continue to ignore her but today wasn't her lucky day.
"Lucy...how are you today?" he asked her but she ignored him. He sighed and shut his eyes.
"I thought you had learnt manners Lucy...that you were a beautifully polite girl" he urged her to speak but she just glared at him.
"Go to hell" she spoke slowly and softly and Phantom's blood began to boil. How dare she?
"I see you are feeling unreasonable Lucy and so I know there is no use in talking to you" Phantom said and he placed the bottle of water he had fetched her onto the floor and stood up. Lucy saw red. She'd had enough of his crappy excuses for her behaviour. The main reason for her rudeness was obviously due to the fact she hated him. As he left Lucy picked up the bottle and flung it at him. She stood up and waited for him to turn around.
"What? You can't hurt me anymore! I hate you! How many times do I have to tell you until the message sinks in! I could never love someone as disgusting as you!" Lucy yelled as he stared at her. But still he remained calm.
"Oh Lucy" he sighed and just simply left the room.
...
He was sorry. He sat in the living room, crying. He had hoped that she loved him. That she would give herself to him, but he saw now that there was no chance of that happening. She was stubborn and unwilling to allow herself to love him and if he couldn't have her then no one could.
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"It's been a week Lisbon" Jane stated as they watched the SWAT team storm into another home. The team was no closer to finding out where Lucy was. There had been no tip offs or phone calls. It seemed this time that Phantom was not willing to give himself up. Lisbon looked onto the swollen face of Jane; he had a cracked cheekbone and stitches in his head as well as a large bruise.
"I know Jane..." Lisbon said. She had run out of words to comfort him in the week Lucy had been gone. Lisbon saw the leader of the SWAT team come out and shake his head.
"She's not there..." Lisbon said and Jane closed his eyes and looked on in anguish.
"I can't think of where he would have taken her...he has done nothing the same as Red John did with Lucy...it's almost like he wants the fame for himself...to become a new person and not live under someone's shadow" Jane observed and Lisbon nodded. They had checked all the places that Red John had taken Lucy and each one of them was empty.
"I need my little girl Lisbon" Jane whispered and she looked into his eyes and saw how vulnerable he was.
"We'll get her" Lisbon promised.
"Hey boss...we've had a phone call...some guy called into say that he had seen some strange activity near Sullivan House which is near some woods" Cho came out the car and told Lisbon.
"But get this...the guy has the same voice as the guy who tipped us off the first time" Rigsby said and Jane looked at Lisbon.
"It's him...he's done something to her!" Jane yelled and got into the CBI car and started the engine himself.
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"Shush now Lucy" Phantom soothed the girl. He had tied her by the wrists and ankles along with blindfolding her. Lucy was panting heavily, scared as he stroked her hair and almost caressed her lovingly. He had been with her for a while and had just kept asking her the same question.
"This is the last time I ask Lucy...do you love me?" he whispered into her ear.
"I could never love an evil monster like you" Lucy hissed through gritted teeth and then the caressing stopped.
"I'm sorry Lucy...truly" he apologised and Lucy felt the weight lift from the bed. She looked around frantically but couldn't hear him. Then it came. She felt some sort of stabbing in her side but she didn't know what he had done. All she knew was that she began to feel weak until she fell into a deep slumber.