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Chapter 5

The trio slowly began to walk as close to the camera as they could, staring at the exposing object with a mixture of pure fear and distain. Ivy was particularly spooked by the red light continually filming everything they did, it was a complete invasion of their privacy and seemed to make the whole situation a whole lot eviler and much more like a kidnapping senario.

Adam, seeming to comprehend something, was now as close to the camera as he could possibly get. The chain around his ankle was still constricting his movements, but he glanced at it with a filthy look despite how vulnerable they were. "So that's what this is. Reality TV?" He asked the camera, clearly he was thinking about the person behind the camera. Ivy was feeling the same emotions as Adam, that someone was sitting there behind that camera, watching their every little movement.

"Adam, there's no point in yelling at it." I told him gently, he was very close to her and rolled his eyes.

"It's not fair Ivy." He told her seizing her shoulders. Reflexively Ivy grabbed Adam's shoulders with her own hands so they were staring at each other face to face. Ivy shrinked under Adam's gaze and the close contact. As they stared at each other Ivy could see the cloud of rage slowly start to dissipate behind Adam's eyes. They really were brilliantly blue.

"Adam. Let her go." Said Lawrence, his voice seemed distant to Ivy and as she looked at her hands on Adam's shoulders. She was surprised to see that her thumb was rubbing soothing circles on Adam's shoulders. The tension broke and Adam slowly backed away to his own corner of the bathroom. Ivy could still feel his touch on her bare skin as she ran a hand across her shoulders.

"I'm sorry." Whispered Adam.

"It's okay Adam you didn't hurt me." Ivy replied and what she said was true. Despite the desperation in Adam's movement his touch had been gentle; now Ivy thought about it, it was more a sudden surge for comfort than a real threat. Adam was now picking up some more debris and had starting chucking them at the camera, they were bouncing off with a dull thud, thud, thud onto the floor. Ivy moved to try and touch the camera in the hope of being able to disable it or at least turn it away from them. Her fingertips met plastic. "Dammit, there's plastic in the way."

Ivy only just moved her hand as a load of debris smacked against the plastic covering. "What the fuck is this?" Shouted Adam. "Can you hear me in there? I'm having a blast! This is the most fun I've had without lubricant. Make sure your getting everything."

Ivy sniggered. "At least you're funny." She told him and Adam quirked his head in surprise.

"Really?"

"God Ivy." Snorted Lawrence from across the room. "I wouldn't have pegged you down as one who likes such cheap, coarse humour."

"Well to be brutally honest Lawrence I think any humour is welcome in this case. And I'd rather be in here with someone who can take a joke, than someone who hasn't used the dimples in his face in years." Ivy retorted hotly. She knew she was being a bitch but right now Lawrence's dislike for Adam and his consistent belief he was above him was starting to tick her off.

Adam was smirking at the Doctor tauntingly, happy Ivy was siding with him and the combined bullying had the Doctor scrambling to his feet. He was blustery with the corner of his mouth flaring and his eyes were furious. "Well forgive me for being terrified out of my wits in here, helpless while that psychopath has my wife and child."

Ivy opened her mouth, before closing it and choosing to keep her mouth tightly shut, it was basely cruel of her to torment the poor Doctor who had no idea whatsoever about the state of his families' well-being. How can he be so calm? I'd be tearing my hair out by now if he had my family. "I'm sorry Lawrence." I apologised, "Seems we're saying that alot in here."

Lawrence said nothing and just began scanning the walls for something, anything that could help him. Ivy and Adam too fell into silence, a ripple of fear travelling through Ivy as her eyes once again went to the corpse in the middle of the floor and the pool of blood he was lying in. Maybe I should tell them about the electric shock device under the sink, or the knife. No. Don't tell anyone about the knife. Her thoughts battered back and forth, and her head won it was one of those gut feelings that told her that she would need it later on in the...game. Again her eyes flicked back to the corpse in the middle and a thought struck her. This man was covered in blood, it was easily the length of his body and had oozed out a little further. The man committed suicide by shooting himself in the head. Why is there so much blood if the man shot himself in the head? Ivy's intuition started to see the gaping loophole, perhaps being an FBI Agent would actually come in handy. She glanced at Lawrence who was now trying to push open the door again and then at Adam who was looking at the two of them.

"You just wanna leave it running on us?" He asked pointing at 'Big Brother' behind the glass.

"Well you can't stop it." Said Lawrence, he sounded as if he had given up to Ivy. "That's why you can't cut through these chains, that's why you won't break the glass. Every possible angle has been pre-thought out."

"Oh great. You're with her, you admire this prick too." Adam shook his head as if he was babysitting two irritating little children.

"To overcome something you have to understand what a perfect engine it is. That's how you fight disease." Enlightened Lawrence. It was a very mysterious sentence that eerily fit the situation. Ivy looked at Lawrence with a glimpse of respect, he was a very intelligent man. FBI training was hard enough, but medical school must be an absolute minefield of always striving to be the best and improve. Working against the clock to achieve miracles, Lawrence's frame of mind certainly did fit the situation they were in. "That tape told us to find an X, an X has to be somewhere in this room. Help me find it.." Ivy crossed the room towards Lawrence, she had been standing up ever since their discovery about the mirror and now she decided she would follow her tapes' advice and get on with protecting Adam. She was not going to rot away from dehydration in a rank smelling bathroom.

"How can you be the calm doctor guy when your wife and kid are out there. He's got the to. He could be doing anything to them, are you thinking about that?" Piped up Adam, always knowing how to get under Lawrence's skin.

"God will you please shut it Adam." Cried Ivy but Lawrence interrupted her.

"I am thinking about that." Shouted Lawrence, his eyes shining with memories. His gaze flicked to Ivy who froze under it. It was like playing Grandma's Footsteps when she was younger. Ivy made a daring move to sit beside Lawrence who was starting to get upset, he looked imploringly at Ivy, trying to make her understand. But she already did, or was trying to relate to the Doctor as much as possible. "I've been thinking about my daughter. About the last thing I said to her."

"Oh Lawrence." Ivy hesitated before taking the hand that was resting on his knee. She saw Adam squinting across the bathroom at the two of them out of her peripheral vision. "You cannot start thinking like that. It will destroy you."

Lawrence looked at her. "You have a family? I know you talked about your Aunt."

"Yes, my parents are in Australia now enjoying a quiet life." Ivy laughed as she too became overcome by memories. "It was a lifelong desire of theirs to retire there. Uh, no siblings and my Aunt is over here. So is my Uncle in that context, he and my Aunt were married for quite a long time but after my Aunt miscarried he became cold and distant and she just couldn't take it and they divorced. I'm still close to my Aunt, but my Uncle and I sort of, grew apart. Whenever he called I was always busy training."

"Seems this Jigsaw guy is really trying to get us to appreciate our families more." Said Lawrence.

"Appreciate our lives is more like it." Ivy stated.

"She had a nightmare saying there was a creepy man in her room." Said Lawrence, lost in memories.

"Lawrence..." Ivy began again feeling uncomfortable at the intimate topic.

"Please I need to talk about this." Lawrence took hold of Ivy's hand and she gave it a reassuring squeeze, the poor man was suffering deeply. Then his eyes changed. "Wait a second...I just assumed the man she was speaking of was a nightmare. Diana swore that there really was a man in her wardrobe, what if it was the man that she was talking about who has them now?"

"Lawrence, we still don't know for sure that he has them." Ivy tried to soothe him despite the fact that she didn't think Jigsaw would ever bluff.

"But what if he does?" Lawrence turned a tortured eye on Ivy. "What if he has them and is doing...things to them?"

Ivy hesitated wondering whatever she could say to ease his mind. "We have to try and keep a shred of optimism. Your tape said that if you ki..." She glanced at Adam who was glaring daggers at them both, a lump formed in Ivy's throat at Adam's pained expression. He had obviously heard every word they had said. "If you do what Jigsaw wants you to do then you can leave with your wife and daughter."

Lawrence gazed at her looking lost, "Why are you reminding me of this? If I kill him then you and him will both fail."

"I'm still here you know!" Snapped Adam from across the room.

"I know. But you have a family and I would be struggling if I was in the same position as you. I only want to try and find a way that we can all survive."

"Would you like to see her?" Lawrence asked. Ivy felt herself brighten at the idea of it, she smiled when he brought out his wallet from his trouser pocket. He handed her the wallet so she could look through the many photos tucked inside. Ivy glanced at Adam who was trying not to look at them but kept sneaking glances. It got Ivy wondering if he had a good family, she recalled him talking about his dad. Maybe he had a drug problem? Ivy got up and began to move towards Adam, he looked up at her with sad eyes before staring at the wallet in her hand.

"Do you want to look at them too? They might be comforting." She offered holding out the wallet to him. Adam kept her eye contact as he slowly took it and she sat down beside him. She was starting to feel like Hermes delivering messages and packages to both sides of the enemy with her being the ceasefire.

A picture of a little girl, maybe six or seven was grinning cheekily up at the camera in various locations. A park, at the Gordon's house, in her school uniform. She had a tooth missing with light strawberry blonde hair and bright shining eyes that held a lovely innocence to them. Ivy watched the change that came over Adam as he stared at her, his eyes were glued to her image. "She's beautiful." He murmured flicking through the pictures. He smiled widely at Ivy and beckoned her closer, Ivy happily moved closer to Adam so they were both leaning against the pipe he was chained to.

"Thank you." Said Lawrence, watching on.

"You gonna have any more kids?" He asked happily, his voice held a gentle quality that made Ivy lean close enough to Adam that their shoulders bumped softly against each other.

"Well, we talk about it, but with our schedules...it's difficult enough to concentrate on work."

"How are you not freezing?" Asked Adam, lightly touching Ivy's bare shoulder. "You were cold before too."

Ivy's flesh prickled with goosebumps at Adam's fingers trailing scorching marks on her skin. "I am cold." She admitted, running her hands up and down herself to suppress the goosebumps.

Adam frowned at her before looking round on the floor and grabbing his over shirt, "Me too." He muttered. He glanced at the over shirt and the to Ivy before awkwardly draping it round her shoulders.

It was the most unlikely place for any kind of relationship to flourish, but Ivy couldn't stop feeling a bond swell between the three of them. "Would you like any more children?" Ivy pressed, simply keen to get to know Lawrence Gordon some more. He seemed genuinely a kind hearted man who did not deserve to belong in this vile bathroom. Just like Adam. Adam came across a portrait photo of what must be Allison Gordon smiling up at the camera, despite her trying to hide some of her face with her fingers. She had almost platinum blonde hair, Ivy was pleased to know it was real and not fake. It seemed to suit Lawrence's character that his wife's hair was natural, maybe because he was a Doctor. Her complexion was fair and completely spot free; Allison Gordon could have worn absolutely no make-up and still looked better than Ivy on her best night out on the town.

Lawrence took a long time answering Ivy's question. "I think I would like another child, I know Allison wouldn't though. She says having Diana is enough and she will always be her special child. Plus we're not even that se..." Lawrence trailed off, obviously reluctant to finish his confidence to them both.

"Speaking of her, where is the lucky wife?" Adam questioned, flicking though the wallet. Nothing had been touched, Ivy spied Lawrence's driver's license, a black American Express card and numerous loyalty cards alongside the photo of Diana sitting pride of place in the transparent sleeve.

"There's another picture behind the one you both are looking at." Replied Lawrence, Adam digged around to find it. "It's my favourite one. We're all in it together." He told Ivy, his eyes shining. He was the happiest Ivy had seen him when he was talking about his family.

"Someone, usually me has to hold the camera which means I'm always missing from the photos." Lawrence's bitter tone was distant in Ivy's ears as blood rushed through her head as she and Adam both stared at a photo Adam had discovered behind the picture of Diana.

Allison Gordon along with Lawrence's young daughter, were tied up and silenced by harsh black gags. Their eyes were red from crying endless tears of fear and fright as they stared like fawns in headlights under the harsh glare of the camera flash. The photo made Ivy's world spin and she could feel Adam's gaze on her likely asking what on earth they should do. Ivy was too caught up in the single word written below the polaroid. Regards. There was also a jigsaw piece drawn next to the word, concrete evidence that they were indeed involved in one of the serial killer's notorious games. Adam slowly turned the polaroid over, a secret message had been written just for Lawrence.

X marks the spot. Sometimes you see more with your eyes shut.

Ivy glared at Adam irritated by his subtle and yet completely obvious look of horror. Just as Ivy had figured earlier, Jigsaw was not bluffing. Not bluffing at all. Ivy felt a new hatred for the serial killer slithering into her veins. It was bad enough kidnapping people and putting them through games that seemed to test their will to live; but when innocent people who do not deserve to be put through's Jigsaw's version of hell are bait for fathers like Lawrence, it was pushing the serial killer label into insanity. The fact that a child was involved in this sticky mess only fuelled Ivy's hatred.

"It's ummm, it's not here." Technically Ivy wasn't lying, the photo was indeed missing from Lawrence Gordon's wallet and it was replaced with Jigsaw's means of ensuring Lawrence followed the games' rules.

Lawrence's body tensed at the news. Adam gawped at Ivy who caught his eye when Lawrence glanced at the now visible camera. She quietly implored Adam to play along with her. "What?"

"This photo your talking about's not here." Ivy sighed in relief as Adam confirmed what she had just said, flicking through the wallet again for effect.

"Really are you sure?"

"Yeah." Adam snuck the 'regards' photo into his right hand and threw the wallet back to its owner but not before pretending his chain was hurting him with Ivy cautiously helping him as together they smuggled the photo out of the naive Doctor's sight.

Adam hid it behind one of the pipes so he could keep looking at it, Ivy glanced to make sure Lawrence wasn't looking, but he was much too transfixed with the missing photo to notice them at all. Ivy wasn't sure if at that moment Lawrence Gordon's mind was even in the bathroom as he frantically searched it again and again. "He must have taken it I... Lawrence couldn't finish the words, he was at a loss for words. Ivy glanced for the umpteenth at Adam who looked grave, she was worried at just how much this new discovery was worrying Lawrence. He eventually gave up and stared morosely at it, as if he stared for long enough the missing photo would pop into the wallet, nestled in between the loyalty cards like magic.

"Do not show Lawrence that photo." Whispered Ivy to Adam who turned to look at her.

"I dunno. It feels wrong not to tell him."

"If we show him, he could start to loose it. I would if he had my family." Replied Ivy still in hushed tones. "Adam, it will only cause pain. Besides, we don't need anything that will incite him to kill you."

Adam's eyes widened slightly. "What do you mean? What happened to trying to keep all of us alive?"

Ivy frowned and glanced at the clock. "We only have two hours left. It's time we start playing by the rules."

Here you go my lovely friends, another chapter complete and the plot is really starting to unravel.

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