A/N: It's a little bit later than I said it would be, but this chapter was actually hard to write. I apologize that it's so short, the next chapter will be longer. :)

Chapter Sixteen

Written by: TheEquestrianWriter

They didn't escape. Sam didn't even know how she got from the van to here. Everything was still a bit hazy. But here was a dark hotel room and she lay on a bed with her arms stretched above her head. When Sam looked, she saw that her hands were bound to the headboard. She tried to suppress a whimper as she uselessly jerked against the ropes.

Sam looked around the small, dark room. She was alone, that much she knew. "Help!" she screamed, hoping someone will hear her. "Someone help me!" Sam listened for a moment, but no one came. She, then, started to kick and twist her body, struggling against the ropes. The bed shook and the headboard banged against the wall, but the ropes didn't loosen.

Suddenly, Sam heard footsteps from out in the hall. "I'm in here! Please help me!" she yelled again, her heartbeat quickening at the prospect of getting out of here. There was a sound of a struggle and then a gunshot. The door opened slowly after that, and then two figures stumbled into the room.

One figure pushed the other one down into the chair at the foot of the bed and then, the lights flickered on. Sam was staring Jake. He had blood gushing from a wound in his left leg, which was probably why he didn't fight as hard as Caleb chained him to the chair. Jake looked to meet Sam's gaze and mouthed I'm sorry to her. Sam furrowed her eyebrows, what did that mean? That he couldn't save her or one of them wasn't going to make it out of here alive?

"Here we are, together again," Caleb said as he locked the door and walked over to draw the curtains closed. He turned to face Sam. "No more screaming, Sammy. It will do you no good."

He walked slowly toward the bed and set the gun he'd been holding on the bedside table. "No one is going to come," Caleb explained. "You see, I paid off the owner of this hotel, with a rather large sum of money. He has assured me that we will not be bothered, it's not like that many guests come here as it is. We have the whole floor to ourselves."

"What do you want?" Sam dared to ask.

Caleb laughed, but once he sobered up, he stared Sam straight in the eye as he said, "You."

Sam shivered involuntary and she heard Jake jerk against his chains. Sam refused to be scared, she couldn't let Caleb have the upper hand, even thought, technically, he already did. She lifted her chin and leveled her gaze with his.

"You're not going to get away with this," Sam told him, hoping her voice came off much stronger than she felt.

Caleb chuckled as he kneeled on the bed. "Darling, I already have," he said and he started to unbutton his shirt. "And I'm ready to take my prize."

Sam shrank away from him and Jake struggled more furiously against his restraints. "Don't touch her." Jake growled at Caleb. Sam glanced at Jake and saw his teeth were gritted, but his face was pale. He had to be in pain from the gunshot wound.

"Shh, boy," Caleb shushed Jake, without looking at him. "You're to be a silent observer only."

That made Jake struggle harder. Sam's heartbeat was so loud, she could barely hear anything else. Caleb crept closer, like a predator stalking his prey, and Sam squeezed her eyes shut. This wasn't happening; she was going to wake up any minute in her own bed, safe and sound. But then, Caleb put his hand on her waist, squeezing tightly, and Sam knew it was real. She started to kick him to keep him at bay, but he backhanded her across the face. Then, she twisted her upper body away from him. Caleb grabbed her by the shoulders and twisted her back around to face him, her arms screaming out in pain.

Over Caleb's shoulder, Sam caught Jake's gaze. His eyes were full of a rage she had never seen before. Jake strained against his restraints, desperate to get free. Caleb's lips were on her skin now and he tore at her clothing. Sam pulled her gaze away from Jake, unable to look at him any longer. She squirmed underneath Caleb, but he kept her pinned to the mattress.

Sam choked back a sob as she pleaded, "Please no."

Caleb pushed her hair back from her face and she flinched at his touch. "Sorry, love, this has to happen," he told her. "You and your father will pay for you've done to me." With that, Caleb lowered himself back on top of her.

/X/

Time had slipped by Sam; she didn't know how long she lay curled up in one corner of the bed or when someone had untied her hands from the headboard. Her body was numb and shaking, but she didn't feel cold. She couldn't feel anything, like her body was on the verge of shutting down. The thought should have scared her, but her mind had turned off too. Nothing was registering to her. Sam gripped the edge of the mattress and pressed her face into the cool sheet.

Voices were starting to come back to Sam. Angry voices. Yelling voices. Sam sunk deeper into the mattress, wanting to escape the voices.

"You sick bastard," the first voice growled. It was familiar to Sam, but she couldn't place it. The voice was followed by the rattle of chains. "Was this your plan all along? To take an innocent girl away from her family and break her until she's nothing?"

The mattress springs creaked as someone got up off the bed and then there was another voice. "No, of course not," This one was much harsher than the first. "I didn't plan on losing my wife. I told her there would be consequences, and she chose to ignore me."

The first voice didn't respond; Sam didn't look up to see what was going on. She kept her face pressed into the bed and curled herself even tighter. The sound of chains were still audible in her ears and she shivered at the thought that they were meant for her.

"Wyatt was just the same, too," the second voice continued. "He could have given me back my wife and none of this would have happened. Instead, he thought he could have it all. But I got news for Wyatt, he can't. All he'll have is a broken daughter, a lost son, and two wives who will blame him fro what's happened to their children." He finished with a laugh.

Suddenly, there was a loud, splintering and breaking sound and then what sounded like a fight break out. A part of Sam wanted to look to see what was going on, but she couldn't tell her body to move. There was a lot of banging and grunting, then as fast as it started, the fight was over. The silence that followed stretched long and the tension was palpable. It ended with a loud explosion of a gunshot. Sam pressed her hands over her ears, an attempt to block out the sound, and screamed.

Sam lay unmoving for a long while until the mattress springs creaked as someone leaped over the bed toward her. "Sam," the familiar voice from before said. A hand touched her arm, a chain sliding down her back. She flinched away from it and the hand withdrew.

"Sam, it's me, Jake," the voice replied.

Hesitantly, Sam turned her head to look at him. Jake leaned over her, his brown eyes full of concern. He had a cut running from one corner of his mouth to this jaw. "Jake?" she croaked out. Jake nodded, but he didn't move, until Sam reached out to him. Jake pulled her to him, and wrapped her in his arms. Sam sobbed and shook in his arms.

"I'm sorry, Sam," Jake whispered into her hair. "I am so sorry."

They stayed like that until Sam had quieted down. Jake helped Sam into her jeans, but her shirt was completely torn. So, Jake stood up and stripped off his own shirt to give to her. Sam eyed the bloodstain he left behind on the bedspread. She followed it to Jake's left leg, where blood streamed down from a gunshot wound in his thigh.

"You're bleeding," Sam murmured, but Jake either didn't hear her or he was purposely not saying anything. He just helped her into his shirt and then limped over to the door. Sam sat on the bed while Jake checked the hallway.

Sam looked behind her and saw a limp, prone form lying on the floor on the other side of the bed. Caleb. Blood flowed through a hole in his chest. A scream tore from her throat and she threw herself to the floor.

A/N: How was it? I'm sorry again that it's so short, but you're lucky because I was going to leave it with a huge cliffhanger before I changed my mind. Please review! :)