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Monday

"Rise and shine!" A voice announced as they burst through the metal doors. Mercedes had found sleep on the cold floor hoping this was all just some nightmare but it wasn't. She had been captured only God knew where she was located at this point. She lifted herself from the floor and stared at the man.

"You get ten minutes to shower, brush your teeth, and use the bathroom. Once that is over you get fed, and then you stay in here for the rest of the time. You got it?"

She recognized the man as the guy who smacked her lights out yesterday, "When will I be released?"

"Whenever I have no use for you anymore." He answered as he shrugged his shoulders. Mercedes looked at him willing herself to remember his face as she walked and followed him out of the room. As she walked around she noticed there was another door down the hallway, away from where the bathroom was. She took a leap of faith and kicked him in his knee and bolted for the door but it was locked as she willed for it to open. She pulled on the lock but it wouldn't budge, she was so enthralled that she didn't notice that the man was marching towards her he grabbed the back of her head and slammed it into the door. Mercedes's vision went blurry as she felt herself going out of consciousness.

"You fucking bitch, you better be glad that she wants you alive." He hissed as Mercedes fell to the ground.

"I've pulled camera footage from every location within a ten-mile radius of Mercedes's last location, I pulled up airport receipts and I can't find anything," Artie announced as he came into the big conference room that was in their original work building.

"Maybe they didn't get on a public airplane with her maybe they flew private with a helicopter," Harris added.

"Even a helicopter would have made too much noise and we probably would have heard something by now, this person had to have taken her by sea on a boat. Think about it yachts are too flashy, and only go so far, small fish boats can get you anywhere," Santana spoke.

"But where the hell could they have gotten her to in the span of twenty-four hours?" Harris pointed out.

Artie said, "Depends on the boat and the driver, if it had a fast engine they could have gotten far, and if the person knows the ocean like the back of his hands then he knew what waters were safe and what wasn't. Which leads to easy navigation." Santana sighed and turned her head to Sam and Deion who were in Mercedes's office they both arguing over the best course of action.

Deion wanted heads on spikes, he wanted the entire White House to burn with everyone who had a helping hand in Mercedes's disappearance in it. He wanted a full-fledged war, and he didn't care how many people had to lose their lives so that he could find his daughter.

Sam wanted to interview and make notes and then try to find the perpetrator, he knew that's what Mercedes would have wanted him to do, but trying to convince her father that was an issue.

"Look I understand that you think you are in love with my daughter, and that she is amazingly intelligent and beats all of those girls out of race with you because she is simply herself. However, you work for me, and right now what I want. What Deion Jones wants is for Deion Jones to find his daughter and once she is found I want to go and murder, torture, and destroy everyone who was involved with this. And do you know how I want to start this story, how I want to go down in the history books is by using you? You are going to be the person I control, you are going to do everything I say, because out of all the agents I have at my disposal you are the best, and I want my daughter found alive." Deion spoke.

"Mercedes isn't going to want for heads to be on spikes, at this moment she just wants to be found safely, and killing everyone that you think had something to do with it, will not fix this entire issue." Sam reasoned. In the midst of their arguing, they did not realize that numerous secret service agents had entered the building and then they were interrupted when they turned and President Sean Groster came in the room.

"I did not come in here to start a fight with anyone, I came to help I have weapons and all kinds of technology at my disposal you just have to give me the go-ahead," Sean announced.

Santana came into the room, "I know neither of you wants to be around her but this is the best way for us to try to find her." Sam and Deion both shared a look, and then at the round table, everyone was seated trying to figure out the best course of action for them to find Mercedes Jones.

Tuesday

Mercedes woke up feeling sick and dizzy she felt her face and felt the bruising and knot that formed on her forehead. She pushed herself up against the wall and rocked herself back and forth. After a few moments of rocking she heard the door open but she kept her eyes trained forward refusing to look at the door.

"Now we are going to try this again, you are going to use the bathroom for ten minutes, and then get food." Mercedes looked at the man with a bored expression on her face.

"I'll come over there and pick you up if I have to, don't tempt me." He growled. Mercedes stood up and walked over to him pausing in front of his face. She pulled her fist back and punched him when he rocked back she swung again, and she kept swinging. However, the man overpowered her he tackled her to the ground and took aggressive punching shots at her stomach causing Mercedes to scream out. The man stood up and looked at her as he breathed heavily and Mercedes shook and groaned on the floor.

"P was right you are a fighter."

"We have interviewed everyone in that damn building and not a single one has said they saw anything about what happened." Harris pointed out as he, Santana, Artie, Sam, and Deion sat at the conference table

Sam flipped through his documents, "Not everyone, someone in the building name Penelope Whaller was not interviewed."

Santana's jaw dropped, "How did I not know figure that out, she knows she has to fucking know. She has had an issue with Mercedes since the beginning of time, so it only makes sense that once she and Sean start whatever relationship that they have that Mercedes goes missing." Santana grabbed her things and everyone just looked at her confused.

"Santana what are you doing."

"To go and find out what happened to my best friend, now you guys are more than welcome to come with but I will be finding her." She announced. Without any other words, they all followed her to the White House.

"Listen Sean I know you care for her, but are you sure that you all aren't overreacting about her disappearance maybe she just ran away," Penelope spoke up as she and Sean sat in the oval office.

"No, she wouldn't do that" Sean insisted as he looked at the timestamps for the day of who was in the White House, and what phone calls were made. He was going to ask a question when he noticed something was off. More importantly, something was off with Penelope's actions in the White House. Then the door busted open. Santana's eyes landed on Penelope.

"Let's make something clear bitch, you have about five seconds to tell me where Mercedes is or I swear to God I am going to get physical," Santana announced.

"Excuse me but I have secret service detail that will have you escorted off the property." Penelope yelped.

"Bitch those agents know me by my name we are best friends, so I am going to ask again where is my best friend."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Fifteen minutes before Mercedes vanished, you made a phone call for ten minutes, then five minutes after that you stepped outside, and then eight minutes after she went missing you came back inside, and the agents are saying they saw you took another a phone call. Where is she, Penelope?" Sean questioned.

Penelope looked at them and smirked, "She isn't dead but if I wanted her to be I could make one singular phone call. She is in Australia some bunker underground in Melbourne."

"I'll fucking kill you," Santana hissed as she jumped on Penelope.

Wednesday

After Mercedes had attacked her kidnapper and he attacked her back he came back and forced her in the shower and watched as she bathed herself. It made her uncomfortable as his green eyes leered at her. She knew if he was now watching her bathe and forcing her to, then it could become much worse than it already was.

Wednesday she woke up to her kidnapper coming into the room, however, he didn't wait by the door and bark orders at her. Instead, he came into the room and kneeled down to Mercedes, he stroked her cheeks until she woke and when she did she tried to back away from him, but he had her neck in his grasp so she couldn't move.

"I find something about so tantalizing and so seductive. Hmm, what do you think we should do about that?" He whispered. Mercedes whispered and pleaded no but he pressed his body weight on her and breathed in her scent as he pointed a gun towards his head.

"I could kill myself right now, and no one would hear it so what makes you think they could hear you scream." He spoke as he dragged the gun down Mercedes's cheek.

"And I could do anything to you, and no one could hear your pleas for help. Back in Washington, they see you as some kind of badass, but here in this bunker, you are no one. You are absolutely no one and that is ok because being a nobody means I can make you feel that way. I can perform such psychological tricks on you that you won't even be able to tell me your name. So trust me when I say I am going to have such a good time with you." He spoke as he kept the gun pointed at Mercedes. He was so in-depth into his torture that he didn't even realize the door to the bunker had been compromised and currently Sam Evans and two other agents were walking down to the room.

Sam saw red when he saw that man over Mercedes, he ignored protocol and jumped on the man and beat his face in when he was satisfied he turned to Mercedes who stood against the wall with horror and shock on his face. He walked over to her and pulled her into a hug and kissed her head as she cried in his chest.

"I got you, baby, I got you." He whispered lovingly in her ear.