Second Chances

Chapter 50-to be loved

(It's been thirty two hours since she's gone missing)

(Hank put out an APB on Hayden and Trayvon, with a picture of Erin listed as the victim, determined to have her found safe and unharmed with everyone's help all over the city and all over the world in case they tried to flee)

(Jay, at this point, was a ticking time bomb waiting to catch the bastards who took his wife and made his life hell. He wanted to kill them. He wanted them to burn in hell, and the second he could get his hands on them was the moment he knew they would wish they never stepped foot on Chicago soil)

(He looked out the window of their apartment, looking at the sun as it shined between buildings, missing having her near him at the very moment. She loved watching the sun off the balcony and breathing in the fresh air. Sometimes she'd even read a book and throw a blanket over her legs to keep herself warm while Jay was either still sleeping or working out at the gym)

(He just needed to see her, to feel her...in order for him to be okay)
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(She laid down on the cold floor, her hands shaking and her eyes close to being closed. Her body wasn't used to the foreign drugs in her system because it's been so long, that she felt herself shutting down quicker. She was cold, and alone with a picture near her that burned holes in her brain)
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Ha<"Ms Erin,(he laughed, coming down the stairs with a couple papers in his hand),I have a surprise for you,(She shimmied far away from him, cowering against the wall as he stopped in front of her, bending down and holding it out to her),your gonna want to look at it"

(Erin lifted her shaky hand up and slowly took the paper, turning it around so she looked at it upright, her heart breaking as she saw the picture. Jay with another girl, kissing)

(She closed her eyes and sniffled, handing him the picture back before she wrapped her arms around her knees)

Tr<"he never loved you, Erin. Don't you get that"

E<"I'd like to be alone please,(she whispered. Hayden sighed and grabbed a syringe out of his pocket, yanking her weak arm towards him and popping the cap off),no..(she tried pulling her arm back),please not again"

Ha<"oh come on, you know you enjoy it"

(She struggled against him, a whimper leaving her lips when she felt the needle enter her arm, immediately feeling the burning sensation as the drugs coursed through her veins)

Tr<"sleep tight"
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(Hayden and Trayvon purposely left the photo near her so that she would give up all sensibility and take the drugs willingly)

(Truthfully she didn't know why she was still alive. Even if she manages to get out, it's not like she has a home to go to. Jay moved on...the team forgot about her. She wanted to crawl into a dark hole and never come out again)

E<"I-I need water,(she choked, her mouth dry and skin cracking),please...i k-know you hear me"!

(She looked up at the door when she heard the locks turn, using her strength to curl her hand into a fist. They both walked in and stopped in front of her, holding out a water bottle)

(She slowly took it, and opened the bottle, struggling to turn the cap, before she brought it to her cracked lips and took a small sip)

Tr<"Charlie wants you in tip tap shape. No bruises, scratches.."

E<"burn marks okay"?(she threw at them)

Ha<"easy now, I may just have to throw something special in there for you to learn your lesson"