When the World Runs Wild (Grey's Anatomy)

9- What's to Come

Hey guys! New chapter! This one gets a little intense and there is a MAJOR TW for some parts, please read at your own risk for it mentions rape, abuse, drinking, and other FBI terms. Please don't read if this triggers you.
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The trunk finally popped open and Meredith let out a deep breathe she had been holding for quite a while. Derek lifted her out of the car without a word. She felt as if she would lose consciousness at any second.

Derek led her through a small patch of trees and into a small cellar. She had no idea where they were and just let him control her like a puppet. She couldn't think straight and her head was now pounding. Along with all the other discomfort in her body it wasn't a pleasant feeling to be thrown into the cement ground of the cellar.

The only thing in the small underground space was a large pole in the center, probably for stability. He walked over and used the same thick, metal chains to tie one of Meredith's wrists to the rusty pole, she tried to fight back and rip away before he could tie her down, but with one sharp kick to her stomach she surrendered. I groaned as he dropped the chains to the floor, leaving me tied and helpless.

Derek went to walk up the small steps of the shallow cellar, he had to crouch slightly to walk around.

"I you c-cant just l-leave me here." She whispered angrily. He paused in his track and slowly turned around.

"I can. And I am. But don't worry, I'll be back soon." He smirked evilly before retreating up the steps. She heard the wooden hatch creak shut and was surrounded in complete darkness.

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"Alright, her house is just up ahead. Let's park here and walk the rest." Morris spoke into her walkie-talkie. Karrie sand Morris both stepped out of the cars that were parked no shorter than a block from Meredith's address.

"You three, grab the medical supplies." Karries instructed while resting his fingers over his gun holster, ready to pull it out when needed.

The Seven People walked stealthily down the street, trying not to draw to much attention to themselves. The three surgeons did trail slightly behind though. They made it to her address, 303 Comstock Street, and walked up the front steps. All the lights in the house were off.

"FBI OPEN UP!" One of the larger men shouted in his deep voice while pounding on the door. No reply.

"Open the door or We will have to kick it down!" He added to his previous statement. No answer, yet again. They had no choice but do kick down the door, the man was strong and did it quickly.

Karries took the lead, motioning with his fingers to stay silent. The 4 Agents creeped into the house quietly and slowly. They were left with complete darkness, not even the sun could show with all the closed blinds. There was no evidence of someone being on that floor.

"Bill, you go by the back door, make sure no one is leaving, we will check the floor." Morris whispered to one of the large men. He obeyed and walked to the other end of the house. Morris took out her flashlight and creeped around the bottom floor.

It wasn't pretty. There was beer bottles everywhere, some broken some not. There was shattered plates and destroyed vases. The room was an absolute mess. She walked into the bathroom and was met with un-flushed vomit. She gagged slightly and flushed the rancid smell down. They had checked to whole floor and there was nothing.

"Alright, let's check the top floor.." Karries suggested while beginning to walk up the stairs. There was 5 doors in the slender hall, they checked the first 4, one was a master with an attached full bathroom and another was also a full bathroom, now it was the last room.