Sunday, April 8, 2007

Night Out 6/? Return in 100 Situations



"I need a towel or a napkin, something to stop the bleeding." Abby forced herself to look away from Luka long enough to try and get what she needed to help Luka. "Please?"

"Get it yourself, but, try anything, I'll just kill him and it won't matter." As if to bring home his point the man moved closer.

"If you're going to get something you'd better get what you need now, this is the only time you're moving except for when you join the others over there." He used the gun as a pointer, jerking it around toward the bar where the other two had begun tying up the other patrons and staff.

"I'm going, just don't hurt him." Abby slid Luka's head from her knee and eased it back to the floor before scrambling to her feet. She only had one chance, what would she need for him? Heading for the closest table she grabbed several napkins as, then almost as an afterthought she began emptying the table of everything so she could take the tablecloth as well. With that too in hand, she looked back at the man who still hovered over Luka.

"I just need to get a glass of water, for when he comes around and to clean the wound." She pointed to one of the recently vacated tables, but remained where she was until she received his nod of approval.

"Get it, that's it though." As if she needed a reminder of the risk he posed to Luka, he nudged the still unconscious Croat with the gun, poking him in the stomach.

"Don't." Abby the word was out before she could stop it and she quickly grabbed the closest glass of water before hurrying back to Luka's side.

"I wasn't going to do anything else, don't hurt him anymore." Before she could move her captor grabbed her arm, pulling her close enough that she could smell his breath.

"Don't tell me what to do." His finger's bit into her arm, causing her to yelp in pain. "You get me?"

"Yes." Abby nodded her assent, willing to say anything if it would get her to Luka's side sooner, this was taking too long, Luka needed her, and she needed to see to him.

"Please, let me go to him." She was willing to do whatever it took...

to be continued...

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