Chapter 5: Fear and Loathing

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I felt a hand gently shake me awake. "Sammie?" My eyes cracked open to find Phil standing over me. "Sweetie, I need you to wake up, okay? I know it's early, we all just need to talk about some things." I looked around for Alan, but he'd already gotten up. Phil put a hand to my forehead to protect it just in case I bumped it while climbing out of the cramped bunk. "Good girl." He smiled.

"What are we gonna do about today?" Austin asked. I looked over at Scott and saw white gauze taped over his crooked nose. I tried not to smile. "We can't turn her loose. It's not safe. And I really don't feel like getting arrested again." Austin sighed.

"Is it too risky to have her stand side stage?" Tino shrugged. "I usually have a pretty good view and I could keep an eye on her."

"But what are you gonna do if you look over and she's not there? Chase after her in the middle of a song? Tackle her in front of hundreds of people? Yeah, that's subtle."

I tried to zone out while they argued back and forth, but my mind was filled with worry. I tried taking in deep breaths, but soon I began wheezing and hyperventilating.

"Sammie? Sammie, are you okay?" Aaron asked, trying to stay calm.

Phil quickly grabbed a chair and sat me down in it. "Put your head between your knees." I did what he hold me to do and tried to slow my breathing down. I felt him start rubbing my back. "There you go. There you go. Good job, Sammie." He sharply turned to Tino. "Will you get her some water?"

"On it." He replied quickly while running to the fridge and pulling out a water bottle.

Phil grabbed the bottle and unscrewed the lid. "Okay, tilt your head back and open your mouth." I slowly sat up and did exactly what he said. I poured a small amount of water in my mouth and I swallowed gratefully. "Guys, we can't leave her alone." He said.

"Poor kid." Tino sighed. "Must be terrified."

Scott laughed as Phil continued to help me drink the water. "You could always leave her with me."

Austin darted over to Scott, hands balled into fists. "Like hell I will." He growled. Alan pulled Austin back by his shoulders.

"Calm down, dude. We're not gonna leave her with him."

"Well, we have to find someone." Aaron sighed heavily.

Phil snapped his fingers. "David." The others turned to look at him. "We could leave her with David. He knows how Scott is. It'll be okay."

"Okay. Now we've got a plan." Aaron said.

"So, what do we do?" Tino asked.

"We tell David what's going on. We could just give her some Ny-Quil or something." Austin heaved a sigh."Tie her up in the lounge again. That's all we can do." My head shot up, my eyes brimming with tears. "Oh my God, Sammie. I'm so sorry."

"Can you at least untie me for right now?" The first tear fell from my eye. "My arms hurt real bad."

Alan came and knelt down by the chair I was in. "Let me see your hands, Sammie." I shifted in my seat, offering my bound wrists to him. I felt Alan fiddling with the knot until the rope finally fell to the floor. I pulled my arms to my chest and sat in the fetal position.

"Thank you." I said, just loud enough to be heard by Alan.

He gently brushed my hair back off of my shoulders and began to stroke it. The gesture was comforting.

"Alright, we don't have to be out of the house until 7, so we have about an hour an a half." Austin called the shots. "Tino go pick up some Ny-Quil from Walgreens. Aaron, I need you to get some more rope. Phil, go tell security that Scott can help out today. I'll go find David. Alan, you stay here with Sammie." Everyone broke off except for me and Alan, who continued to stroke my hair.

When we were alone I looked up at him and grabbed his hands. "Alan...please take me back home." I gazed up through watery eyes. "I won't tell anyone what I saw. I promise. Please let me go. Please."

Alan put a hand on my cheek. "I can't right now, baby. I'm sorry."

"I'm so scared, Alan, please."

"Sammie, we're all gonna try our hardest to get you out. Okay?"

I nodded up at him and the door swung open. Austin entered the bus with a man a few inches shorter than him. Austin crouched by me, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand.

"Sammie, this is my friend, David. He's gonna take real good care of you today, okay?" I nodded.

David came over and crouched next to Austin. He smiled a painful smile. "Hey, Sammie."

"Hi." I said in a small voice. David's forced smile quivered.

"I'm sorry this happened to you." His voice was dripping with sorrow and sympathy. "But I'm here to help in any way that I can."

David leaned over and pulled me into a hug. I flinched at first, expecting his hands to start wandering like Scott's did, but David just held me in his arms.

I pulled away from the hug and David gave me a small nod. "You're gonna be okay."

Soon enough, everyone started to enter the bus one by one. The time for them to leave was nearing.

"You do it, Alan." Tino suggested, laying the rope and Ny-Quil on the table. And with that, they all turned and left. Alan sighed.

"Sit on the ground." I hesitantly sat, scared out of my mind. He disappeared into the back room and returned with a t-shirt. "This was supposed to be for my girlfriend Ashley, but you need it more than she does." He pulled the shirt gently over my head and luckily, it fit. I was glad that I had something to cover my bare stomach. Alan gently pulled my arms behind me and tied my wrists together tighter than before. I winced in pain. "Sorry, Sammie. Just taking extra precautions." Thankfully, he only tied my ankles together, rather than my entire lower leg like Scott had done.

David handed the bottle of Ny-Quil over to Alan, and Alan poured a dose large enough to knock me out fairly quickly, but not enough to harm me. He helped me drink the foul tasting medicine followed by ice water. I could already feel the medication begin to take effect.

Alan came out of the room I was held in yesterday holding a black strip of fabric. He walked around and sat on the couch behind me. "Open." He told me. I opened my mouth slightly and he put the cloth in my mouth, fastening it at the back of my head and taking away any means of communication with him or David.

The last thing I remember before drifting off, is Alan kissing my forehead and David carrying me over to the couch. My cheek made contact with the cool leather sofa and I blacked out.

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Hallo!

I don't know if any of you have noticed this yet, but all of the names of the chapters have been the names of Criminal Minds episodes, because that show is my life.

The song for this chapter is Hymn for the Missing by Red:

"Where are you now?
Are you lost?
Will I find you again?
Are you alone?
Are you afraid?
Are you searching for me?
Why did you go?
I had to stay now, I'm reaching for you
Will you wait?
Will you wait?
Will I see you again?"

Attached with the song is a photo of David (Matthew Gray Gubler, aka Dr. Spencer Reid on Criminal Minds.)

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was at camp this past week and wasn't allowed to have my phone with me. Regardless, I had an AMAZING time.

Thanks for reading!

-Gracie

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