CHAPTER RECAP

Capture's (POV)

"Fine." Calire takes the water from my hands and takes a samll sip. Thrist takes over and she chugs the rest of the bottle down. Twenty minutes at the most. She stays quite untill her breathing start to become shallow. The drugs are starting to take affect. The fear is clear in her eyes.

"Why?" She whispers in a startled voice.

" I didn't want to have to deal with you for the whole night, now have a good sleep." I walk into the bathroom to take a shower. As I'm stripping I suddenly get the feeling I'm being watched. Whrilling around the room no one is there.

END CHAPTER RECAP

Shane's (POV)

The other day it felt like I had just stepped into a hotel bathroom. It was super weird because there was a guy stripping in there. He looked fimilar, like I had seen him before. Then he spun around like he felt me watching him. Why was I dreaming of random dudes getting naked? I sure as hell isn't gay. I like vag, Claire's vag. I can't get that girl out of my head. I miss her so badly. I know she is still alive. I felt her presence in my dream. I hope she is safe with who ever has her.

Eve has gotten better but most of her days are colored by sadness. Monica came into the USC coffee shop and started talking shit. Eve wouldn't even defend herself. She just stared past Monica. Then Monica started talking shit about Claire. Long story short I had to get removed from the shop so I wouldn't slap the bitch. Dective Hess told me they still haven't found anything out yet. Why does everyone have to take Claire?

I can't shake the feeling about that guy in my dream. He feels extermely dangerous. He had a tattoo and I'm pretty sure that was his name. I get on the internet and go to google images an type the name in. The first few are pictures of guys I don't know so I keep searching until I hit the jack pot and find him. I bookmark the page so I can ask Micheal and Eve if they have ever seen them before. Then I go to the kitchen and start cooking my famous chili. As I turn on the crock pot Eve walks in the door and sets her purse down.

"Hey, you know your chilli is good and all but we have had it for the past two weeks, couldn't you know make something different?" Eve asks with a dramtic eye roll.

"Whatever. Do you want what you eat taste some what good or like shit? You know I can't cook anything else. Hey, go to the compture and pull up that I just bookmarked. Tell me if you have ever seen that guy before." I say to Eve as she walks past me.

"How can I know that it isn't some porn you were looking at and you're just trying to scar me for life. Ooh, I know what it is you want Micheal to walk in on me looking at shit, don't you?" She says with an easy laugh. Just then Micheal walks into the house from the garage. Eve lets out a big gasp and then rushes into the kitchen with wide eyes. She looks as thought she is about to start bawling. She takes a big breath and then her eyes take on a glare as she looks at me.

"You jackass. Are you trying to make me feel like shit or what you are such a prick." She screams in my face. What the hell is her problem? Is it that guys picture? Does she know him.

"Do you know what his picture means to me? Every time I think of him, I see how much of a failure I am. How what happend that night was my fault. I dragged her along with me. That prick fucking drugged her and now you are throwing it in my face because Sam had to protect her from those jackasses. We were nearly to late. She was barely concious when Sam broke the door down." Eve says in a broken sob. Who was drugged? What happend between her in this guy?

"What do you mean? Why are you having a bitch flip? I wasn't trying to throw any thing in your face. I don't even know that guy. I had a dream about him and it looked like I had seen him. I just wanted to know if you are Micheal knew him." I shout back at her.

"Ooh god, she didn't tell you di-." Eve says but I cut her off.

"Who and what didn't I get told? Why do you keep saying her, who is it?" I ask in a pleading.

"Claire! She is Claire." Eve let out a loud sob. She sinks to the floor and starts bawling. Micheal goes to her and lifts her up. He sits her in the chair. He whispers soothing things in her ear. She takes a deep breath and looks me in the eye.

"That guy is the one who Monica paid to rape Claire. Monica told Ian Jameson that Claire liked it rough. He drugged her and when she was almost out he took her to a room with a bunch of his buddies. We were nearly too late but Claire was holding out great. She was in the corner with a bat and Ian had gotten his nose busted. Sam got there in time thank god. But they were so close." Eve says in a voice that sounds like she is going to cry again.

Claire was almost raped and she didn't even tell me.

"When?" I ask in broken voice.

"At the dead girls' dance, when you were in the cage beacuse of your father." Eve says in a small voice.

Suddenly every thing clicks in place. The dreams, Claire's essence in said dreams, the vibe this guy gave off. I feel like he is the one who took Claire. Ooh god she is in trouble. He might kill her. He porbably already raped her. No, no, no, no, no. This is bad. I have to call Amelie. The next thing I know there is a knock on the door. Oliver is standing there on our door step with a paniced experssion on his pale face.

"Bishop has ecasped." Oliver roars in panic. No it is much worse what if Bishop has her than she is dead for certain.

I know Shane is aware of the attempted rape in the books but in my story he isn't. Claire still doesn't know who has her.

I liked to thank Nikki Gargol for being my only review from last chapter. So you guys can thank her for the update. PLEASE more than one person review for my story this time even if it is on how badly my story sucks or give me suggestions.

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