Skye Miller is a small town girl from Tennessee working at the local bar... well she was. That all ended when she met Angus MacGyver. Her life changed for what some people would call the better. But for Skye, all that has caused is a rollercoaster o...
I laid in Mac's bed that night and I couldn't help but bring the sheets up to my face. I inwardly smiled but on the outside I was showing no emotion at all. The room was pitch black so when the door opened, allowing light in, it was clear who had entered. He walked around to the other side of the bed and took soft seat.
"You really should get some sleep princess," Jack patted my leg through the sheets but I didn't flinch. He sighed, "Skye." Once again I didn't respond, "We're getting him back."
"Are you sure about that?" I asked, "We might be getting Mac back but who knows what Dan has already done to him if he was so willing to kill him."
Jack let out a breath again shaking his head at me, "We're getting him back," he repeated, "Mac's been through worse than this. He'll be fine princess, I promise."
I looked at the man for a moment then nodded my head.
"Now get some sleep," he said standing to his feet, "tomorrow is kinda like your first mission," he smiled, "exciting right?"
I just chuckled at him, "Goodnight Jack."
"Night Skye."
Mac pov.
A black bag was placed over my head and my restraints were undone. I'd been waiting for this moment but now that it was here I didn't have the strength or energy to fight or even try to escape. And before I could try and muster up a plan in my dehydrated brain, handcuffs were put on my hands and they were locked behind me. Dan pulled me to my feet and it took every ounce of energy I had left to not fall on my face. The pyschopath guided me out the door and to a car where he shoved me in what I could only guess was the trunk considering I couldn't see anything and had to rely on my other senses. We drove for what seemed like forever until the car finally came to a stop. I could distinctively hear a total of three doors open and close, one belonging to the vehicle I was currently in and the other two from a different car.
"Where's Mac?" Was the first thing I heard from an all to familiar voice.
"I don't believe we have been properly introduced," Dan said, "Except for that night in the bar."
"Dan, baby," My heart stopped at the sound of that voice, it was Skye, "just give him Mac so we can be on our way."
Things were silent for a moment before I heard a form approaching the car trunk. There was a click and the trunk was opened allowing me the sweet relief of fresh air once again. I was pulled up with a jerk and my feet were barely on the ground before I was being shoved forward. I stumbled forward and would of fallen again if Dan hadn't had a tight grip on my arm.
"Now come on sweetheart," Dan spoke, "lets get out of here."
"Oh no," Jack sounded hesitate and demanding at the same time, "you give him back first."
Dan laughed before swiftly pulling out a gun and shoving it into my skull through the bag.
"No, thats not how this is going to work," Dan was beyond serious by now and I couldn't do anything but let out a slight wince at the pressure against my head, "Skye is going to come and get in the car. Then you get blondie back and you're free to go your own way."
Things were very quiet and uneasy at this point. I still had enough in me to know that they must of come here with a plan and this was obviously not apart of it.
Skye pov.
Jack and I pulled up to the meeting place at the time Dan had asked and sure enough, there he was. Words were exchanged and soon he had pulled Mac from the trunk. His shirt was full of cuts and tears and too many blood stains for my liking. There was a black bag over his face but I still knew this was Mac.
"Now come on sweetheart," Dan said to me, "lets get out of here."
I hesitated. This was not the plan, he was suppose to hand Mac over and we would take him down before he could run. I wasn't planning on going anywhere with him.
"Oh no," Jack took a step forward, "you give him back first."
Dan laughed before swiftly pulling out a gun and shoving it into Mac's skull. The boy winced and I instantly tensed up.
"No, thats not how this is going to work," Dan said looking between Jack and I, "Skye is going to come and get in the car. The you get blondie back and you're free to go your own way."
Jack and I stood there uneasy for a moment until I thought of the only logical thing to do. I took a step forward and then another all while Jack watched me with a close eye. Soon I was past Dan and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Come on baby," I spoke softly to him and sure enough he dropped the gun from Mac's head and shoved the boy towards Jack. He didn't stumble for long but Jack was not close enough to catch him either. Mac fell into a puddle of water with a grunt. He rolled from his side, which he had landed on, to his back then back to his side before he stopped moving completely.
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Jack knelt down beside him, removing the bag from his head and checking for a pulse as Mac's eyes were now closed and seemed to be completely unconscious.
Now this was it. I had one chance to out smart Dan and make a run for it in the other direction. I was worried about the gun but at the same time I had seem that look in Jack's eyes saying "I got you" and I knew his gun would be coming out for defense soon. So I just went for it, or at least I tried.
In my attempt to sprint past Dan he reached out and caught my arm before I could get very far at all. In an instant my body was stopped and I was roughly hauled towards him. He held me tight and a cold metal object was pushed harshly against my head. Jack's gun was already out and pointed straight at Dan but he would never be able to hit him as he was literally using me as a human shield.
"Let her go!" Jack demanded.
"Dan?" I said very softly to him in hopes to get him let me go and alert him to the pain he was causing me.
"Shut up!" Dan snapped and he grabbed me tighter and hit the head of the gun harshly against my skull bringing a small trickle of blood to the surface. I let out a small cry as the small pain shot through me, "Now we are going to get in the car and drive way and you will not follow."
"Oh I don't think so," Jack said standing his ground.
"I think so," Dan smirked beginning to back up toward the car, "Because if you do decide to follow us, I swear I'll put a bullet through her brain."
I gave Jack this look and in return he backed away slowly returning to Mac. And just like that Dan shoved me in the car and we were gone, leaving Jack and an unconscious Mac in the dust.
