Neither Xavier nor Sierra could sleep because she kept having nightmares, of course with him in such a close proximity to her, the tossing and turning never ended. Finally after two hours of tossing and turning he got up and went into the bedroom she was currently in. He sat on the empty side of the bed. Within minutes of him sitting on the bed, she started to calm down. He could feel the tension just melt away, he didn't understand it. He didn't know if she was subconsciously reacting to his presence or if the nightmares were ending, either way he was glad that she calmed down. Once she was able to calmly sleep he was too.
When she woke up she found herself intertwined with him. Normally she would be alarmed to wake up in this kind of situation but she felt oddly comforted. She almost didn't want to move, she was debating on how she would move without waking him up. She was just about to move when he startled her by speak
Mack was depressed for at least the first day of his involuntary "vacation". He was lying in bed when Cheryl stormed in and yanked the blankets off of him. "What the HELL is your problem?! I mean what are you doing, Sierra is out there somewhere, possibly being held hostage by a serial killer who happens to be obsessively dangerous adn all you're doing is feeling sorry for yourself! You couldn't help her then so help her now, when she needs you the most!" Cheryl had her hands on her hips and her jaw was set, the stance only meant one thing, she wasn't going to budge on this topic, at all!"Cheif Lewis took me off the case, so I can't help her." He didn't want to admit to Cheryl that she was right."Oh please, do your own investigation, you know her better than anyone. Go to her apartment go to some of the restaurants that they have been seen at. Check out the other places of business that Brent had known aliases with.&nbs
Brent was covered in blood as he stood in front of the bedroom window toying with the nail file that he had just used to scrape the skin away from Theresa's eyelids. He took breaks from torturing he rso that he could enjoy every aspect of it. Her screams and moans, full of pain brought him back to reality. He had to replace the gag back in her mouth to keep her screams muffled.He turned around and walked over to the bed where Theresa was still tied up and barely alive. She was bleeding profusely, which was a lovely sight to see. He has only used three of the torture techniques. He started out with blunt, she had a baseball bat that she kept hidden under the bed for emergencies. Brent chuckled at the irony of him using if for his emergency.He loved the sound of bones cracking as the bat connected with her body. After breaking both of her shins and both of her arms he moved on to cold. When he rummaged through
"I need to call my partner to let him know that I am okay." I had been in my 'Protective Custody' for about two days now. I trusted Xavier a little bit more each day, even though he still hasn't explained to me what happened to my father all those years ago. 'Everything in due time' he kept saying. I also noticed that since he has been sleeping in the same bed as me, I hasn't had a single nightmare! In the last two days I found that I have the power of telepathy! I found out by accident actually, I was sitting in the kitchen watching Xavier cook breakfast and found myself wanting to know what was going on in his head. I hadn't realized that I had tapped into his thoughts until his body stiffened. He slowly turned around and narrowed his eyes at me.I was still lost in my thoughts until I heard something that I was shocked to hear. I wonder if her skin is as soft as it looks? Oh the things I could do to her
Dwight was watching the news when hsi phone rang. At first he didn't answer, he didn't know who it could be for the number was not one he recognized. He was paranoid for a reason, he had enemies and with everything going on with Sierra and Xavier. After the fourth ring he finally picked up the phone. "Hello?"He was surprised to hear it was Xavier. "When...Where...I'm on my way!" Could Xavier really have Sierra safe and alive?! He hasn't seen Sierra since she was a little girl. He quickly dialed the phone number that Xavier had given him three days ago."Hello?" The voice was hoarse."Is this Detective Mack Stone?" Dwight had some trouble coming up with an accent to mask his voice. Xavier specifically instructed him to do this when it concerned Sierra."Yes, who is this?" Mack sounded very anxious."Who I am isn't important, all that's important is that you need to call me at (
Finding Chukc Larson was harder than Brent had expected. As it turns out Chuck lived on a very seclueded piece of property that was owned by his parents. Brent thought it hilarious that Chuck was THIS paranoid, it obviously took one to know one.Chuck was an ex-marine, so he probably had plenty of weapons hidden around his place. He would have to watch out for them. He didn't seem to be the animal type but he kept an eye out for any animals, especially guard dogs, as he approached the back door of the house. He needed to get rid of Chuck and fast. He regreted spending the extra time with Theresa, so now he had to rush everything else. He tried to door knob before he got his lock picks out.The door gave way easily, and within minutes Brent was inside the house. He made his way through the house making sure that there were no surprises. Brent thought it odd that the door wasn't locked, with Chuck being so paranoid he
It took Dwight about half an hour to arrive at Xavier's house. He walked around the perimeter, and then came to a steel, bolted door. Tap...tap-tap...tap...rat-ta-tat. It has been such a long time that he was surprised he still remembered the secret knock. The door finally opened and after about ten minutes."What took you so long? I"m freezing my ass off!" Dwigt shuffled his way past Xavier through the doorway. The warmth of the apartment started to thaw him out. He wasted no time getting to the point. "Where is she?" Dwight was actually really excited adn a little scared to see her."She is upstairs, I haven't explained to her about her father so don't mention it, I want to tell her. Did you call her partner like I asked?""I promise that I won't tell her and yes I did call Mack." He hoped that Mack would refocus on finding Brent, now tha the knows that Sierra is safe and sound. 
Mack couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. He's been getting weird messages on his cell phone and things have been showing up on his door step ever since the bizarre phone call. The first thing that arrived was file on Brent Cummings a.k.a 'The God of Torture'. There was information in there that the police didn't even have, like a psych evaluation that declared him to have a schizophrenic and destructive personality disorder. The doctor at the institution that housed Brent for so long should never have released him, but they were unaware of how manipulative Brent is. That explains why there were no current records of Brent! Mack thought to himself as he made copies of the file before sending them to the Cheif.Two days after Brent was released he tracked down Dr. Dylan Godspeed and mutilated his body so badly that it took a week to identify him. It was kind of ironic that the only person who thought he was cu
Brent knew that he needed to leave town but he felt cheated. He wanted Sierra and nearly had her but she was taken from him! He wanted to lash out one last time! It wasn't hard to spot Madison Stone from the playground. She looked an awful lot like Sierra used to look when she was younger. Gettign her into the vehicle (that he had recently commandeered) was a whole lot harder than he had originally thought. The litte brat was well taught about strangers. He had to knock her unconscious with a little bit of Ketamine in order to get her into the car! He figured that this was the best way to flush Sierra out of hiding, and have his revenge!When Madison woke up she was already bound and gagged. He was snapping photos of her and as far as she could tell he hadn't done her any phyisical harm...yet. He saw her watching him. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I want a trade first." He was savign all of