The Bradford's

The Great Escape Part 2

⚠️ WARNING torture and graphic scenes⚠️

My heart stops seeing Tim with a gun to his head. And I feel the color drain from my face and I lock eyes with him.
"There's no reason to do this, we just want to leave. We won't bother you guys." I tell them hands up in the air to show I mean no harm.
"Yeah your cops, your not just going to let this go, even if you two did; the detectives won't," the guy holding the gun says.
"Look, I know you did this out of fear of being caught, but you got to know, we were going to advance to have anymore busts on you guys, we found you, you were clean. Even now we having nothing but the fact that you kidnapped us. And we can let this go as a misunderstanding and all go on about our lives." I plead with them fearing for Tim and Is safety.
"We can't do that, we can't believe you," I felt something collide with my head and go unconscious.

When I come back to, I'm tied to a chair I look around and see Tim beside me tied up as well.
"Lucy, hey, you okay?" He asks.
"Besides being extremely annoyed and my head pounding, I'm good."
"Do you think there coming soon?" I ask him.
"I hope so," he whispers.
"Me too," I feel a tear run down my face and 3 men walk in.
"Well, look whose back," one of them says I just ignore him. "Have a nice sleep?" Another one laughs and I ignore them.
"Answer me dammit," he comes over and hits me in the face with the end of his gun.
"Don't touch her." Tim growls.
"Oh did we strike a nerve? Oh, that's right, Mitch told us, you guys were married, I'm going to have fun with this," he laughs maniacally.
"Now how should we do this? Let you watch her die? Or let her watch you die?" He gets in Tim's face.
"Oooo better yet I can torture her and then let her watch you die to top it off. Billy go get my poker, and start a fire," I felt me heart beat faster and I turned to look at him who had anger written on his face. Angela please get here . Please, find us... my kids, my kids need there parents. Tamara needs us, she's family in every way.
One of the guys goes over to Tim and starts punching him in the stomach once, twice, and a third. He groans in pain and I feel the tears in my eyes prick.
"Oh look at that we hurt him and she cries," he laughs with his buddy and lights a cigarette.
"Lucy, I'm okay, calm down, don't give them satisfaction," Tim says in a hard voice. The guy goes over and blows the smoke in Tim's face causing him to laugh. And that's when the other guy returns.
"There's someone outside, it's gotta be the cops," he says and hands what seems to be the leader of the group a pointy metal stick.
"Well, looks like this will be cut short, but I need to see you both beg to die. Tell the guys up stairs not to go down without a fight." One guy walks away and the leader grabs the hot rod and puts it in the fire.
"Bag her," the next thing I know bag is shoved on my head and I hear Tim pleading with them to stop. I feel it getting hard to breath and then I feel it a burning hot stabbing pain in my leg. I scream but it's shortly cut off
"I hope they get in here and fucking kills you, you piece of shit." The pain stops and I am able to breath again.
"You think your tough? Look at you now all alone and at my mercy," he laughs and burns Tim with his cigarette and he muffles and pained help and the guy punches his twice in the face causing his lip to bleed, "and believe me I'm not merciful at all." The guy walks over to the other end of the room.
Tim manages to stand up and throw all his weight down and break the chair. He gets up and grabs the guy by the back of his head and slams it into the wall until the guy falls limp.
The remaining one in the room was taken back and clearly shocked at the scene before him he starts to charge Tim.
"Tim behind you!" I warn. And he snaps around and the guy lands a hit on him. Tim stumbles back clearly in pain from the beaten and breaking a chair with his body. The other man starts to get an upper hand.
"HELP DOWN HERE," I scream hoping Angela will hear us. I keep yelling as the guy repeatedly is hitting Tim.
I look over and Tim is trying so hard to get the upper hand and he just goes limp. I scream out, "NOOOO, stop please! Please stop." Tears running down my face breathing heavily.
"LAPD PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" Angela comes in and cops flood the room all armed and ready to shoot. She comes over and works on my ties as one of the cops arrests the man who was left. They determined the one Tim hurt as deceased, and Tim laid not moving. As Nola went over and check on him. Once I was free I run over.
"Tim, no please," I feel the tears in my eyes.
"We need an ambulance, NOW!" Nolan roars in the microphone. I feel the tears take over and fall to the ground.
"NOOO." I sob loudly. And I feel Lopez's small form try to lift me up.
"Hey, hey, it's Tim, he'll be fine Lucy," she smiles softly.
"Every time they tried something with me , he turned the attention to himself... I-I can't lose him," I look over to see Nolan doing CPR and I go over to him, "let me take over." I push him out of the way and start compressions. "Come on Tim, Lila and Logan need you, I need you." A medic comes in and apply and AED to his chest.
"Clear!" She yells and I stop, "shocking." I see his chest jolt up a bit.
"Help him, please, please god, don't take him," I collapsed and I feel the arms of Jackson catch me and I sob loudly.
"I want to call it," the paramedic says and I force myself up and I go over and just start doing compressions as I cry.
"Lucy, it's time," John puts his hand on my shoulder.
"No it can't be, he's not ready, I'm not ready!" I scream and continue to press on his chest and I stop to give him a breath.