A/N: A little warning this chapter is kinda dark. Violence and a mention of rape; I'm aiming on making this fic more interesting and dark since that's kinda my thing. My fic is rated-T anyways so I hope you guys don't mind? It's not going to get too extreme though don't worry.

HAL

I gasped awake; I sat up not knowing where I was. My vision was still blurry and my head was spinning. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself; I sat like that for a while then when I could barely feel the ache I let my sight adjust. I could barely see anything because of the lack of light in the room, the only source of light was the small window that gave a little moonlight but it still didn't help much. I glanced down at my hands and I realized it was bounded. My hands were tied with a thick rope with intricate knots; there was no way in hell I can unknot myself. They were pretty stupid to not bind it behind me though.

I leaned back against the wall, not knowing what to do. I couldn't believe I was stupid enough to let my guard down, to drop my gun and talk to such strange men so casually. I didn't trust them, yes, but I could have just held unto my gun but I didn't. The chloroform was a pretty smart move I had to admit. Then, I remembered Ash and Maggie; what happened to them? Where are they? I can sense that they're still alive; Maggie and Ash can fend for theirselves just fine. But why am I the only one here?

The sound of the door opening made me look up from the dark. Light came through the room as the door opened and I can see the familiar hair of red that made me flinch. The red-haired man from before stood only inches away, his eyes focused on me. There was a sly smirk on his face "Good to see you again, boy." The man spoke

I didn't reply instead I frowned down at my hands.

The man crouched in front of me, quiet for a moment then he chuckled "You don't look so tough now, do you boy?"

I suppressed the urge to kick him. It wouldn't be that much help, there were men outside, I could see their shadows casted on the wall. It would only bring me a hell lot of trouble; I'd have my chance next time. So instead of fighting back I said nothing

The man kept glaring at me with that sly smirk on his face then he spoke again "I'm sure you'd like to know what happened to your friends?"

My head snapped up, suddenly interested. His eyes gleamed when he finally caught my attention "They're alive, don't you worry boy."

I gave a sigh of relief.

The man's eyes suddenly went dark "Alive, yes but I didn't say anything about them being unharmed."

My stomach lurched "What did you do to them?"

The man raised a brow "Well the boy, Ash? We beat him up until he looked like a bloody pulp, for fun and all and because we were told to." He scratched the stubble on his chin "And the woman? My boys had their time with her. I didn't though but I heard she's a real woman. I can tell too, tell me are you hitting that fine piece of ass? If you're not then boy I heard you're missing on a lot."

And that was it. I wasn't thinking anymore, my own anger drove me to kick his stomach as hard as I could. He sprawled on the floor, grunting in pain. I quickly jabbed his face with my elbow repeatedly, adrenaline rushing through me. Before I knew it, there were hands pushing me away from the man but I kept rushing to his body on the floor but it didn't do any better, the hands were too strong. The man was holding his bleeding nose as he grunted in pain. I was at least pleased with myself that I did damage. The man cursed at me in fury then he started punching and kicking me. Every blow made me let out a groan and I knew the pain would come, I knew he would beat the crap out of me once I attacked him. I didn't care though, I just wanted to hurt him; for what he did to Maggie and Ash.

I could barely feel the pain; I was numb. My vision started getting darker and darker until finally all I saw was black.

I woke up to the sound of heavy footsteps. I sat straight up, leaning against the wall, staring at the darkness in front of me. The footsteps grew closer and closer until the figure stepped into the light. It was the red-haired man. His nose was bandaged and his eyes were dark, I could see the anger in them. He was probably here to give me a beating again. I didn't regret what I did though; they were bastards for what they did. I seethed at the man's previous words, his voice deep and almost mocking as he told me what they did to Ash and Maggie.

"Don't look so scared, boy. I'm not here to beat you up." He smirked down at me "I've been asked to send you to your friends."

He quickly grabbed me by the arm then dragged me out of the room, ignoring the sound of pain I made everytime I took a step. There were two men behind me, glaring at my back waiting for me to attack. I didn't give them that pleasure though; I'm not that stupid to attack this man again. Besides, I'm not attacking anybody in this condition. I was dragged to a hall that seemed as if it didn't end. We only passed through several doors which who knows leads where. The red haired man stopped in front of a tainted green door that was locked. He took a set of keys from his pocket then with a quick search through the set he found the one. He turned the knob quickly, opened the door then shoved me inside.

"Hal!" A voice called from behind me.

I quickly turned to the direction of the sound. It was Maggie, she was leaning against the wall. I scrambled to her side and then she hugged me. Her arms were around my neck, locked in place, her hands were bounded just like mine but that didn't stop her from hugging me. Her breathing was frantic and the way she hugged me was so tight I could barely breathe. She let go of me after a few seconds then her eyes widened as she saw my face "Hal, your face-"

"I'm fine." I whispered

"Well isn't this a heart-warming scene." The red haired man spoke from the doorway. His arms were crossed and his eyes squinted at us. "I'd hate to leave but I have to, she's asking for me. I'm sure you're all hungry? Steve here-"He pointed at the man behind him who looked equally as unkempt as he looked "will be back in an hour to drop you off some food. I'll have to get going then."

The red-haired man started walking away from the doorway but then he turned towards us again. He was smiling at us "It's Billie by the way, my name. I thought ya'll like to know that." Then, with a wink he finally left; closing the door behind him.

I was relieved the room had far better lighting that the last room I've been in. At least this one had a working bulb and as dim the light it gave of was, it was still better than nothing. I focused my attention back to Maggie. She looked tired, her blonde hair was all tousled and her eyes were half closed. She needed to rest soon. I scanned the rest of her body; I cringed at the sight of the bruises on her arms. I quickly looked away and settled on her face instead "Maggie, you should rest."

She shook her head then she gave a small smile "It's alright, I'm not tired."

I knew that was a lie. Her appearance said otherwise after all but I didn't push it anymore.

Then, I remembered Ash. My eyes quickly searched the room, hoping that he was here with us. I finally spotted him. He was lying on a dirty mattress on the far corner of the room and he seemed to be asleep. "Is he alright?"

Maggie shook her head "No, they beat the shit out of him pretty bad."

I stared at Ash's body on the mattress and I felt a strong pang in my stomach. Ash has probably been through worse than I've been to. His hair mostly covered his face but I could still see the bruises on his face and the dried blood at the corner of his lips as well as under his nose. There were several cuts on his arms and cheeks as well. I looked back at where Maggie sat in front of me, her eyes were on Ash too and there was concern in them, as well as pity. She looked back at me "He's been through hell, Hal."

I nodded "I'm sorry."

Maggie frowned "For what?"

"For causing this." I gestured at the room we were locked in "I was stupid for coming out and I was stupid for letting my guard down. I should have known better, if it wasn't for me you two wouldn't have been through this-"

Maggie shook her head then she touched my cheek as if to catch my attention. I stopped talking then "It's not your fault, Hal. You wouldn't have known. Don't blame yourself for this."

"But they hurt Ash and they hurt you." I heard my voice break and I wanted to punch myself for sounding so weak.

Maggie pursed her lips then she looked down at her hands "Don't blame yourself, Hal. It's not your fault." She looked at me, her eyes were clouded with something I couldn't read but there was a small smile on her lips "I am the strong willed Margaret, Hal, don't you forget that I can go through anything. I've had gone through cancer and survived, I had been in prison and had a baby there and I'm fighting my way through an alien apocalypse. I'm unstoppable."

I glared at her, not saying anything for a minute trying to process everything she just said. Cancer? Prison? A baby? This was all new to me. I didn't dare discuss it right now though so instead I gave her the best smile I could muster.

Maggie nodded "Now about that rest…"

I sat back against the wall beside a sleeping Margaret, listening to the sound of our breathing. I couldn't sleep, maybe because I've been out for quite a while already. The guy, Steve, came back with food a few hours ago. I was shocked they actually considered giving us food; I thought they would just let us starve. It wasn't much to be thankful for though, just a bowl of soup and a stale loaf of bread. We were starving, Maggie and I, but we made sure to leave some bread for the still unconscious Ash.

I glared at him from across the room; he didn't even move an inch. He was still in the same position as he was a few hours ago and if it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest I would have thought he was dead.

I was startled by the sound of voices outside the room. They were muffled but I could tell the voices belonged to a man. I took a deep breath before walking towards the door; the pain was still there, reminding me of the beating that happened hours ago. I stopped in front of the door then I rested my ear against the wooden door, listening to the conversation.

A deep voice spoke first "Why don't we just have a little fun with her first?"

A second man replied "Billie is going to be pissed, man. She said we can't touch this pretty little thing just yet; why don't you put that thing inside your pants for a while? Be patient."

There was a groan "Fuck Billie, fuck that stupid alien chick, I didn't have a turn with that blonde beauty before. I might as well-."

There were footsteps then, the sound of boots silencing the two men.

"Did I hear someone say my name?" A deep voice asked, right then I knew it was that man, Billie's.

There was a brief silence before someone spoke again.

"Let go of me!" A female voice this time, her voice was hoarse but I was definite it belonged to a female. The voice was oddly familiar like I've heard it before but there was something different. It was hard to describe but I felt a strong sense of familiarity.

"Don't hurt the poor little thing." A female voice spoke again, this time I knew who it belonged to. I have heard that voice and I've known it. It wasn't just familiar this time, it was known to me.

"Hold on to her, we're just going to visit our new friends." Billie spoke again "She wants to see him."

I backed away from the door but my eyes were on it, glued to it. The sound of the key hitting the knob filled my ears then the knob turned and the door creaked open.

Billie was there, standing his hands on the knob, the unmistaken sly smirk on his lips and those dark eyes piercing me. The person next to him made my head spin and my breath hitched. Karen stood there, her hands on her sides and her eyes on me. Her gaze wasn't hers though instead of the eyes I fell in love with, those sweet and soft eyes; these ones were filled with anger and satisfaction. This wasn't her looking at me, it was someone else.

"Hello, Hal." Karen smiled

LOURDES

I was dragged away by two men from the room I was in. They chatted as they dragged me along with them but I wasn't listening, I didn't care what they were talking about. But then the tall man with the mohawk said something that made me freeze "Why don't we just have a little fun with her first?"

The smaller man looked at me, brows furrowed. Then, he looked back at his friend ""Billie is going to be pissed, man. She said we can't touch this pretty little thing just yet; why don't you put that thing inside your pants for a while? Be patient."

The tall man groaned "Fuck Billie, fuck that stupid alien chick, I didn't have a turn with that blonde beauty before. I might as well-."

The two men grew quiet as they saw two figures make their way towards us. The hall was silent, nothing but the heavy thumps of boots against the floor were heard. The red-haired man and Karen came into view, their eyes on the tall man. The red-haired snarled "Did I hear someone say my name?"

The two men didn't respond. The tall man's gripped on me tightened, I let out a hiss as I felt pain cross my arm "Let go of me!"

Karen turned to look at me, a small smile on her lips. She looked at me with those eyes, the same ones I saw when she pulled me to the woods. I looked away, not wanting to see the haunting look on her face.

"Don't hurt the poor little thing." Karen said

The tall man was suddenly aware of his grip; he finally relaxed and loosened his grip a tad.

"Hold on to her, we're just going to visit our new friends" Billie looked at the door in front of us "She wants to see him."

See who?

Billie moved to unlock the door. There was a click before he pushed the door open. I couldn't look through; the tall guy was in front of me as if hiding me.

There was silence.

Karen smiled sweetly "Hello, Hal."

It felt like my heart stopped beating. Hal, he was here

Without thinking, I shoved the tall man aside with my shoulder. He moved a little to the side, surprised. Hal was standing there, not moving, his hands were bounded and his attention was on Karen. I bit my lower lip, trying to keep in the tears that threatened to fall. He looked battered, his shirt was ripped and there were bruises all over him.

"Hal" I whispered