Hi guys! School has begun here, but I have been able to write another chapter. Chapter 15 already. I hope you like it, hope you'll enjoy it. And I hope you're going to review. Thanks for clicking on my story again :) And have fun!

Ps. KATIA YOU'RE BACK ON TWITTER! F*CK YEAH! :D hahaa, I gave you a little character in this story :p

Ayla, I loveee you! You're in this chapter too, again ;)

And Olivia, if you read this. I gave you a character too. Not a fantastic one, but I loved to use your name in the story. hahaa.

xxx Romee

Previously:

FLASH BACK –

As soon as he noticed the sirens of the police cars, he dropped his gun and got into a fight with Natalia.

"Do as I say and I won't hurt you!" Jack yelled at Natalia, while trying to catch her wrists.

"You're a stupid git if you actually think I'm doing everything you say!"

Jack, however, didn't notice her grabbing his gun. She already shot in his shoulder before he could grab the gun back.

He could feel the burning pain in his shoulder when it started bleeding.

"FUCK!" He yelled as more and more blood escaped his shoulder.

Natalia tried to run away. She couldn't shoot him anymore, cause the gun was empty. Unfortunately, for her, he did grab her wrists at her trial to escape. He put the gun back in his pocket and pulled her back downstairs, to the front door and back to the car where he pushed her in the back and pulled a needle out of his other pocket. He stabbed her in the arm and she fell asleep immediately.

END OF FLASHBACK –

Natalia woke up. Her head pounded and she felt cold. She tried to stretch her back, but then noticed that she was stuck in a tiny space.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared and got brighter. Her eyes started to tear, so she closed them again.

Some strong arms scooped her up and when she was laying down again, she could feel and smell the grass surrounding her. She opened her eyes slowly and immediately recognized where she was; the Everglades.

She rolled over to see a car parked. Jack was leaning against the car, talking to someone on the phone.

"Yes… I know… yes… okay… I'm sorry boss, but… okay." Jack sighed and put his mobile back in his pocket. He turned around to see Natalia looking at him. He sighed again.

'This is getting boring and the cops are looking for us.' He thought.

Jack walked towards Natalia and kneeled down. Natalia, in the meanwhile, had been able to sit down instead of laying down in the grass.

"You know… I need to get rid of you. As soon as possible." Jack said, looking at her like he was searching for a solution.

"And I need to get rid of you." Natalia snapped back and without thinking she spit in his face also. She grinned.

Jack looked disgusted. He wiped it off with his sleeve and leaned against the car again.

"The cops are searching for us. So we've got to stay here for one night. If you don't mind of course." He said the last line in a very sarcastic tone. "You know Natalia, you're making my life really hard."

Natalia laughed in disbelieve. "Hard? You're kidding, right?"

Jack groaned and closed his eyes. What he didn't know was that Natalia had been able to grab a rock from the ground and tried to release herself from the tight ropes.

"You can choose, Natalia. Or you're going to sleep here one night OR I'll feed you to the alligators. I bet they'll love you. Your choice." Eyes still closed, waiting for a reply.

"A night can't bother." Natalia answered. She bit her lip, she had to keep this conversation standing otherwise he would notice what she's been doing in the meanwhile.

"You know, Jack. I always thought you were a nice guy. But, hey! Who am I? My brains are fucked up sometimes."

Her hands got tired of the uncomfortable position she was in.

"Come on! Come on!" She whispered.

The eyelids of Jack moved and then snapped open. He looked at her, curiously.

"What did you say?"

"One word," Natalia said. "Free."

It was getting very cloudy. Ryan Wolfe and Eric Delko sat in front of Ayla Prince and her mother Olivia Prince.

"So, Ayla. You were lost.. gone or whatever, for almost two days. What had happened?" Ryan asked.

"Why am I here?' Ayla asked. Pretending like she didn't hear Ryan's question at all.

"Just answer the question, Ayla." Eric said, looking very irritated. He got tired of that question. He used to count how many times that question got asked. The thing was, he got lost counting at 243

Ayla sighed and twisted her thumbs. Her mother rubbed her back and said:

"My husband has just been killed and Ayla has already confronted enough cops. Can you just leave her alone?"

"Mom, no. It's alright." Ayla said with a low voice. She looked back at the two CSI's sitting in front of her. "I've seen you two, didn't I? When I was in that black… car?" She looked down at her hands. Ashamed.

"Yes, that's true. Two times to be exact. One time alone.. and the other time with another woman. Do you know what happened to her? Do you know where she is? Eric asked.

And then suddenly, Ayla started to sob.

"Look at what you've done! You made my little girl cry!" Olivia Prince shouted and she hugged her daughter.

Ayla, however, pushed her away.

"No, mom. Stop it!" She said, trying to stop the sobs. "It is not their fault."

"But.."

"Mom! Shut it!" Ayla said one last time.

Eric and Ryan looked at each other, confused.

"Uhm.." Ryan tried to say something but Ayla was quicker.

"I was walking my dog with my friend Katia, when suddenly a car stopped in front of us. A black SUV. As you may know by now. A man got out of the car and said my name. In an automatic reaction I answered with a stupid 'yes'. When he heard me saying yes, he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the car. Katia tried to help me. She took my dog at first and then kicked and slapped and screamed at the man as hard as she could. Unfortunately, she failed. I screamed to her not the tell anyone what happened nor to call the cops…"

Ayla paused, taking a deep breath.

"He pushed me on the backseat and we drove off. I know the man who took me though. His name is Jack. Jack Peterson."

Eric and Ryan glanced at each other.

"Jack is a friend of my dad… well.. was a friend of my dad. My dad worked with a couple of people, including this Jack dude. They're working for a boss, someone I don't know anything of. I know their jobs, however. It's; getting revenges on the one's who have hurt their friends. I know, it sounds stupid, rather sick. They really stood up for their friends. Crazy."

Ayla took another deep breath and shoved some hair away from her face. Her mother, in the meantime, had grabbed her other hand and squeezed it softly, here and there.

"Someone who they had to payback today, worked in that building where the explosion has been. My dad had to swallow a bomb.. and.. well.. he refused at first. That's why they took me. The one my dad really loved. He had to.. They would have killed me! He sacrificed himself for me!"

Ayla started sobbing again.

"They took me to all kinds of locations so I wouldn't get found. And one of the locations was in the basement of Jack. That woman, I guess her name was Natalia, was in that basement too. She was really nice and I wanted to tell her the whole story.. but I couldn't! So I lied to her… I… I feel so sorry for that!"

Ayla tried to stop the sobbing, but failed.

"And, what happened then?" Ryan asked.

The mother of Ayla shot him a disgust look. Ryan fell silent. Eric, however, had the urge to ask if Ayla could continue. And she did.

"We sat in that basement for an hour, maybe two.. I don't know anymore. We talked and then Jack appeared again. He brought us back upstairs. Back to his car. He pushed us on the backseat again. You two know this cause Natalia and I have seen you… Anyways, Jack brought us to Natalia's house."

And that's when Ayla started crying.

"I didn't mean to ..! I feel so sorry! It was awful!"

Ryan and Eric were confused.

"Don't cry please! Tell us what happened, please? We're talking about my colleague here.." Ryan said while he stood up. Eric pulled him down. Ryan could hear him mumble: 'Get some self control.. ugh.'

"Continue please." Eric demanded.

Ayla's mother looked very shocked at her daughter. She had even pulled her hand back, and had crossed them over her chest. She frowned a bit, trying to process everything her daughter just had told them and what was might be about to come. Eventually, she spoke, quite seriously. "Yes dear, continue."

Ayla looked at her mother. This was getting on her nerves. 'Why me?' She thought. She looked at the table in front of her and placed her hands on her lap. She swallowed. Sweat in her hand palms. With a whisper she said:

"I left her…" She had the urge to look at the two CSI's.

"I've locked her up in her own house, while she was only trying to help me get away… and all I did was leaving her behind."

Tears rolled down Ayla's cheeks again.

She ran as hard as she could, without looking behind her. She could feel the bullets scratch her arms and legs. But none of them really hit her. She could hear him scream, yell, run. Her feet got tired, she had to rest, but she couldn't. She didn't want to die. So all she did was run.

She ran as hard as she could.

I hoped you liked this chapter. It may be a bit confusing though -" lmao. Okay, anyways. I dunno when I can update this story again, cause.. you know.. school .

Thanks for reading. And I'll see you next time.

xxx Romee