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Mikey figured he might as well just get a room nearby the airport so he'd be ready to leave the next day. He made reservations at the information desk in the airport concourse. It wasn't a big or fancy hotel, just enough to get him through one night. Little did he know, he wouldn't be getting any form of hotel luxury anytime soon.
As Mikey went out to the valet parking lot, he pulled out the parking stub he had received earlier that day. He handed it to the young blonde woman who took it with a smile, then left to retrieve his car.
He didn't wait long, just about five minutes, before he saw his 'baby'. A large, black SUV with tinted side windows. The tinted windows had come in quite handy for him and Alicia when they were off on, 'errands'. Mikey smiled at the entertaining memory.
He then returned from his thoughts as he noticed there was now a man wearing large, dark sunglasses, driving the SUV in place of where the young blonde should have been.
As the vehicle came to a stop, Mikey walked around to the driver's side. The man opened the door, stepping out.
"So do you guys just switch once you get someone's car or-"
However, Mikey was not able to finish his question as the man stealthily pulled out a cloth and held it over Mikey's mouth and nose. Mikey gasped at the sudden movement, causing him to inhale deeply, and making whatever chemical it was to surge into his body. Almost immediately the drug took affect and Mikey's body went limp as his eyelids fell heavily closed.
One of the side doors opened and another man inside assisted in getting Mikey's unconscious form into the middle seat. The driver hopped back in and drove off leaving seemingly no trace.
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Alicia sat back comfortably in her seat. First Class for the honeymoon. She glanced up at the front of the cabin to see the light come on, signaling they could now use electronics. She pulled out her cell phone and called the number of her new brother-in-law. He picked up on the second ring.
"Hey Gerard."
. . .
"I'm fine, just a little lonely at the moment."
. . .
"Well, your brother just had to stop by Starbucks right before-"
. . .
"Yes, I know you like Starbucks but-"
. . .
"Gerard-"
. . .
"Gerard-"
. . .
"GERARD!" she yelled to get him to shut up about the damn 'coffee of the Gods'. A flight attendant glared at her, "Sorry." Alicia apologized as she turned her attention back to her phone.
"Gerard, it's just that when Mikey went to grab some coffee, he didn't get back to our gate in time and missed our flight."
. . .
"No, Gerard, it's okay. The next flight is tomorrow afternoon so I'm gonna go ahead and call him to see where he's staying the night."
. . .
"Yeah, okay."
. . .
"Love you too, bye."
She pressed the little red end button on her cell, then began to punch in Mikey's number. She waited patiently as it rang.
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Mikey's eyes slowly began to flutter open as he heard the sound of his phone. He was lying on the floor, he attempted to stand, but still couldn't see where he was. It was dark, that's all he could tell.
He knew if he tried to walk, he'd most likely trip over something in the dark, so he decided to try his hand at crawling. He didn't get very far though. A couple feet at the most, then he couldn't go any farther. Something was holding him back, something was tied to his right ankle.
Mikey looked down at his foot. No, he wasn't tied, he was chained. He was chained by the ankle to a metal fence by the looks of it. Mikey slowly adjusted to the dark and saw that the fence continued all around him. He was caged.
However, through the darkness he could see the light from his ringing phone just inches away from his cage. It must have fallen out of his pocket when he was brought here. If only he could reach his phone, then he could get help. Mikey lay his body flat against the floor and stretched as far as he could. He was so close, his fingertips brushing the cool plastic.
"I wouldn't do that." Came a quiet, British sounding voice somewhere in the darkness. The sudden sound make Mikey's hand flinch, knocking his phone out of his grasp. The light turned off. The call had ended.
"Damn it!" Mikey cursed into the dark, "Who's there?" He looked in the direction of where the voice had come from. Past the shadows, he could make out another cage. There was a young woman within it. She had dirty blonde hair, though she looked to be covered in dirt, so it was probably a natural pure blonde underneath. She had a kind face. She was clothed in some sort of fringy wrap that looked like an old towel, it was held on her by a small rope tied loosely around her middle.
A/N: Dun Dun Dun! Whew! I just had to get this second chapter up to show everyone that this isn't going to be a cutesy honeymoon story. Far from it! But alas! This is only the beginning! Please please please review!
~LilyRose~
As Mikey went out to the valet parking lot, he pulled out the parking stub he had received earlier that day. He handed it to the young blonde woman who took it with a smile, then left to retrieve his car.
He didn't wait long, just about five minutes, before he saw his 'baby'. A large, black SUV with tinted side windows. The tinted windows had come in quite handy for him and Alicia when they were off on, 'errands'. Mikey smiled at the entertaining memory.
He then returned from his thoughts as he noticed there was now a man wearing large, dark sunglasses, driving the SUV in place of where the young blonde should have been.
As the vehicle came to a stop, Mikey walked around to the driver's side. The man opened the door, stepping out.
"So do you guys just switch once you get someone's car or-"
However, Mikey was not able to finish his question as the man stealthily pulled out a cloth and held it over Mikey's mouth and nose. Mikey gasped at the sudden movement, causing him to inhale deeply, and making whatever chemical it was to surge into his body. Almost immediately the drug took affect and Mikey's body went limp as his eyelids fell heavily closed.
One of the side doors opened and another man inside assisted in getting Mikey's unconscious form into the middle seat. The driver hopped back in and drove off leaving seemingly no trace.
=|=|=|=
Alicia sat back comfortably in her seat. First Class for the honeymoon. She glanced up at the front of the cabin to see the light come on, signaling they could now use electronics. She pulled out her cell phone and called the number of her new brother-in-law. He picked up on the second ring.
"Hey Gerard."
. . .
"I'm fine, just a little lonely at the moment."
. . .
"Well, your brother just had to stop by Starbucks right before-"
. . .
"Yes, I know you like Starbucks but-"
. . .
"Gerard-"
. . .
"Gerard-"
. . .
"GERARD!" she yelled to get him to shut up about the damn 'coffee of the Gods'. A flight attendant glared at her, "Sorry." Alicia apologized as she turned her attention back to her phone.
"Gerard, it's just that when Mikey went to grab some coffee, he didn't get back to our gate in time and missed our flight."
. . .
"No, Gerard, it's okay. The next flight is tomorrow afternoon so I'm gonna go ahead and call him to see where he's staying the night."
. . .
"Yeah, okay."
. . .
"Love you too, bye."
She pressed the little red end button on her cell, then began to punch in Mikey's number. She waited patiently as it rang.
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Mikey's eyes slowly began to flutter open as he heard the sound of his phone. He was lying on the floor, he attempted to stand, but still couldn't see where he was. It was dark, that's all he could tell.
He knew if he tried to walk, he'd most likely trip over something in the dark, so he decided to try his hand at crawling. He didn't get very far though. A couple feet at the most, then he couldn't go any farther. Something was holding him back, something was tied to his right ankle.
Mikey looked down at his foot. No, he wasn't tied, he was chained. He was chained by the ankle to a metal fence by the looks of it. Mikey slowly adjusted to the dark and saw that the fence continued all around him. He was caged.
However, through the darkness he could see the light from his ringing phone just inches away from his cage. It must have fallen out of his pocket when he was brought here. If only he could reach his phone, then he could get help. Mikey lay his body flat against the floor and stretched as far as he could. He was so close, his fingertips brushing the cool plastic.
"I wouldn't do that." Came a quiet, British sounding voice somewhere in the darkness. The sudden sound make Mikey's hand flinch, knocking his phone out of his grasp. The light turned off. The call had ended.
"Damn it!" Mikey cursed into the dark, "Who's there?" He looked in the direction of where the voice had come from. Past the shadows, he could make out another cage. There was a young woman within it. She had dirty blonde hair, though she looked to be covered in dirt, so it was probably a natural pure blonde underneath. She had a kind face. She was clothed in some sort of fringy wrap that looked like an old towel, it was held on her by a small rope tied loosely around her middle.
A/N: Dun Dun Dun! Whew! I just had to get this second chapter up to show everyone that this isn't going to be a cutesy honeymoon story. Far from it! But alas! This is only the beginning! Please please please review!
~LilyRose~
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