Chapter 6

For those who just can't wait to see exactly what happened to Lanie (teelduo I'm glad this story is intriguing you :p)….here is an entire chapter from her POV. This chapter gets you caught up to where the last chapter left off at the precinct. :D

Lanie woke with a start, half forgetting where she was. She looked around the small room as her breathing calmed. Her eyes landed on the table where a plate of food lay. There were waffles, eggs, and some sausage. Her stomach rumbled and she got up and sat down at the chair. The food was still warm and Lanie assumed that the door closing was what had woken her up. She had been glad to get out of her nightmares though. As she chewed on a piece of the waffle she thought back to the previous morning.

Lanie pulled into the small parking lot and parked the car. She didn't bother locking the car as she got out: she would be right back. She inhaled deeply as she walked into the small bakery. It always smelled amazing in there. The owners made everything fresh in the morning and the donuts were irresistible. There were a few isles of simple groceries besides the pastry counter and Lanie decided to grab a bag of chips while she was there. It was a girls day after all. She walked to the snack isle and squeezed past a man in order to get to the Doritos. Those are my favorite he had said. She had replied with Mine too.

Lanie speared a sausage with the fork and ate it slowly, amazed at how good it tasted. She wondered if the team had any idea where she was yet, or exactly what had happened. She knew if anyone could find her it was them, but she also knew they probably didn't have a whole to go on.

Your friend will like them too he had said, taking a step towards her. She took a step back out of pure instinct but he matched her movement. Excuse me? she had asked. You know, your…detective friend. His grin had sent a shiver down the medical examiners spine. I…I think you have the wrong person she stuttered before attempting to turn and walk out of the isle.

Lanie looked down at the plate as some eggs fell off her fork. She realized her hands were shaking as she relived the memory of being taken. She knew she should stop, just stop thinking about it, but she wanted to make sure she remembered every detail for afterwards. Everything had taken place quietly so as not to arouse suspicion.

As she turned to walk away he grabbed her arm and she spun around, ready to defend herself. Lanie stopped dead when she saw what he had reached for on his belt. He was holding her in place with one arm and unholstering a gun with the other. She froze and looked at him wide-eyed. Now doctor Parish, you are going to come with me and you aren't going to make a fuss about it is that clear? Lanie simple kept staring and nodded. Good choice doctor. Now you are going to walk out ahead of me, but we are going out the back. She nodded again and slowly turned around to walk towards the back door of the store. She wondered if a fire alarm would go off then they opened the door, but when it opened and nothing happened she almost felt tears come to life in her eyes. She had dealt with a lot in working with Beckett and the team, but never anything like this. She was a strong woman and could defend herself given the chance but she knew she was way out of her league this time.

Lanie dropped her fork and rested her head in her hands, closing her eyes. She continued thinking back to the morning before. She could still feel the blindfold he had put over her eyes and the cuffs he had put on her hands before forcing her into a car that wasn't hers. She had sat there shouting for a minute until she felt the cold metal of a gun pressed against her head. The voice had told her if she wanted to live long enough to see her friends again she had better keep her mouth shut. She had kept quiet and tried to figure out where they were going by listening to what was happening outside the car, but the music was so loud all she could hear was the pounding bass.

Lanie pushed her plate away and stood up, walking back over to the bed as tears threatened to spill over. She focused on the man's face. She knew she might have been the only one that saw it. She wanted to be able to give a description if he got away when Kate and the team came for her.

He had dark hair that was cropped short and thick eyebrows that matched in color. His eyes had some sort of fire behind them that told her he knew what he was doing and loved it. They were an icy blue color, almost abnormally light. He hadn't been altogether unattractive but there was something about him that had seemed slightly sinister. The way he talked made her think he was from somewhere in Europe, and he was educated.

Lanie hated to admit it, but she was scared. During her time at the precinct she had heard about, and helped solve, kidnappings before, but being the victim of one was totally different. She had to fight to keep her breathing steady as she slowly came to the realization that there was nothing she could do. She had to rely completely on the skills of her friends. As much as she trusted and believed in them she was still terrified.

She looked around her. Lanie was surprised that her captor hadn't come back in to cuff her back to the chair. He hadn't made an appearance since the night before, except to drop off the breakfast. She spent a little while just sitting on the bed, waiting for him to come in and say or do something that would change her situation. When he didn't come in after a while she got up and started pacing. She stopped at the table and poked at one of the waffles. It had become a bit cold but she knew she had to eat something so she sat at the table and began nibbling at it anyways.

A minute later Lanie heard a key turning in the lock on the door. She stood up and put the chair between her and the man that would be opening it any second. He walked in and smiled at her. "Morning doctor. I trust you slept well?" When Lanie didn't say anything he continued "And was the breakfast satisfactory?"

This time she nodded and opened her mouth. "Beckett and her team are going to find me soon you know."

The man chuckled. "I very much doubt that Ms. Parish." He looked at his watch. "It's already noon, which means they only have 24 hours. What do you say we call your detectives and leave them an encouraging message?"

Well? Lemmie know what you think. Next chapter will be up soon :D