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-Hazel

Jack woke up in a cold dark room. His Hands were tied tightly to a metal table along with his feet, He had a gag in his mouth as well. He moved his wrists trying to loosen the ropes, but only accomplishing an ugly rope burn on his wrists.

"you're awake!" a deep voice said from the door. "good then we can begin the interrogation."

Jack considered the face of a man he had never seen before. His captor was around forty years old, with large build, black hair, and eyes that were cold and dark.

Jack struggled as the man then began to pick up items from an cart beside the table he was restrained on. The man grabbed a large kitchen knife from the tray and asked, "do you know Angus MacGyver?"

The man took jacks gag off so that he had a chance to speak before he tortured him. Jack glared at him but said nothing.

The man picked up the knife again that he had laid down to take the gag off and ran it along Jacks chest, making an ugly red wound that was deep enough to bleed bad, but not to kill him. "now are you ready to talk, or do I need to continue in the path I am on to get you to speak?" Jack gave him another glare but said nothing.

"I guess i can just get Angus MacGyver here himself, that might jog your memory." The man said with an evil grin.

"don't touch him!" jack yelled at the man. "why the concern?" the man asked. "I mean if you don't know him why would you care what I did to him?"

Jack gave him a look of hatred as he tried to loosen his bonds yet again, but with no luck. "anxious to leave so soon Mr. Dalton," the man said evilly. "why the fun has just begun!"

He picked up the knife again and made a deeper cut on Jacks chest and upper arm. "now if you will just tell me what you know about MacGyver I can let you go and you will have to go through no more pain, but if you don't comply it will only get worse for you."

Jack, who would do anything for Mac, including die for him was not about to give away anything about Mac that could get him hurt. He replied with "if you think I am going to tell you anything you are mistaken."

"Well then Mr. Dawson, let's have some more fun then." He slashed Jack several times on the legs and then, getting deeper with each cut he made continued up to his arms. Jack lay angry but silent as he caused him pain with every cut.

"strong willed" he said under his breath frustrated he had not gotten any information on MacGyver. "I will just have to try something more painful then."

Jack looked at him with a cold glare and said "I will never talk, you can burn me, cut me, break my bones, but I will never tell you anything!" Jack spat out at His captor.

"Well you are feisty aren't you. well I can fix that." He said with a frustrated sigh. "I will let you sit here and think about your friend while you bleed to death, think about how all this pain is his fault and then maybe I can help you out, and let you go." He said as he put the gag back on Jack and walked out the door.

Jack was writhing in pain and the fact that he may die on this table tortured was not a thought he dwelled on. "I need to get out of here" he thought. "it is my jib to protect Mac, and I can't do that if I am tied up on a table!"

He began to fight even harder to get out of the bonds, but it was no use. They were simply too tight to get loose from, especially in his weakened condition. He thought about how much it would kill Mac if he was killed because He did not give Mac up. the kid would blame himself for the rest of his life.

Mac woke up in a bright room. He heard a beeping noise and there was a mask on his face. It reminded him of when El' Notche put a mask on him and nearly killed him. He franticly looked around the room, and realized he was in a hospital, but why he did not know.

A nurse walked in, and seeing he was awake walked over to him. He said something but it was muffled by the mask. She lifted the mask and he spoke again. His voice was weaker than he thought it would be.

"What happened to me?" He asked, with a confused look on his face. "you were on the road and, another car crashed into you as you went through a stoplight. They ran the light."

After she said this everything that had happened came back to him in a flash of memory. "Jack! he said weakly. "I don't know who Jack is but, you don't need to worry about him right now," she said sweetly. "I need to find him, someone took him," he said in a panicky voice.

Just calm down Mr. MacGyver you are going to work yourself up and you don't need that right now." She cautioned him. "No I have to leave! I have to go help him!" he said still panicked about the dire situation.

He tried to get out of bed only to be told if he didn't calm down they would sedate him. Eh felt dizzy and weak and all the feelings you get when you are having a panic attack.

The nurse pressed the call button and called for assistance. A doctor ran in and administered a sedative to Mac's Iv.

Mac fought the medicine as long as he could, but a few minutes later he could not stay awake and floated into a dream state.

Three hours later:

The man stood over Mac's Hospital bed and wtched him. Mac was helpless and he could do anything he wanted to him. He grabbed a syringe and inserted something into the IV and then slipped out unnoticed. He would come back later to finish Mac off but what he gave him should keep him weak until he returned.

I hope you like this new edition to the story. Left it on a cliffhanger to keep you wondering. Hope you find it interesting!

-Hazel