"Synderella, if you don't come out, I may be forced to hurt one of these pretty little girls. Starting with the one that helped you escape." Brian and Matt glanced at each other. "He must be talking through an intercom or something. He doesn't know where she is." Matt said softly, so nothing could be heard on the other line. "Yeah, but he knows how to get her to come out." Brian whispered. "You get a trace yet?" Matt asked, and Jimmy nodded with a grin. Matt gave him a motion to cut it, and looked around. They were horribly depleted, down five who were occupied at the hospital, and three here injured. He had seven that were 100 percent, and no time to call anyone else. Maybe he should have let the cops stay.

Matt looked to Jimmy who was typing away on his computer. "Where did the call come from?" he asked. Jimmy didn't respond as he continued to type away. He was busy. "Jimmy?" Matt pressed. "Give me a minute." he mumbled. "I thought you had it?" Brian asked, his anxiety setting in again. "I do, don't get your panties in a twist." Jimmy told him as he continued on with what he was doing. "Alright here you go," he said hitting a few more key, and bringing up information on the screens for them to see. "Temporary line for a construction company based out of San Diego. This," he continued pulling up a picture of the construction site, "Is a picture of the site it is located at, as of two minutes ago, 30 miles outside of San Diego."

Matt looked at him with a slight smirk, "Two minutes ago? What'd you hack Google's satellite?" Jimmy avoided his gazed as he tried to hold back his smile, "Maybe." he said, the grin making it's way out. "Fuck yeah, Jimmy I could kiss you." Brian said grabbing his face, and planting one on his cheek anyway. Jimmy looked at him with a slight pout, "No tongue?" he asked. "I don't wanna see that shit." Jacoby interjected. "Then walk away." Jimmy said shooing him with his hand. Laughter circulated through the room, easing some of the tension upon the house, but it was short lived.

Jimmy zoomed in on the picture so they could get a better look at what they were headed into. "It's just top view," Jimmy went on to explain, "But you can make out people," he said point to a rather large group near the middle of the site, "It looks like it's completely fenced in." he added, tracing the fence with his finger. "Look at all those people." Matt heard Chester whisper behind him. "I know." he sighed out. There had to be at least a hundred armed men there. "How the hell are we going to do this?" Chester asked with a little worry in his voice, "There has to be at least a hundred guys there, and there's only ten of us, not to mention you three aren't exactly in the best shape." he continued motioning to them. "Maybe we should of let the fuzz stay." Matt heard Jacoby mumble.

The room got tensely silent when Matt shot him a glare. "Am I wrong?" Jacoby asked ignoring his glare. "We don't need them." Matt said through clinched teeth. "Looks to me like we do." Jacoby said, not the least bit intimidated by him. "I said we don't need them!" Matt snapped. He didn't need them. He didn't need her. "Who you trying to convince? Us or yourself?" Jacoby asked calmly before walking out of the computer room, not waiting for a response. He already knew the answer. She may have done him wrong in his eyes, but they were three more, and really needed all the help they could get.

The silence remained thick in the air as they watched him walk out until Brian's voice cut through it, "I found her." he said excited, not really paying attention to what was just going on. He was busy trying to find Tammy in the picture. "Where?" Matt asked pulling his attention back to the screen. "Right there." Brian said pointing to someone standing next the unfinished building. He'd recognize that red hair anywhere. "Looks like she's headed to them." Matt said pointing to the larger group. "She's not going to let those girls get hurt." Brian whispered connecting their gazes. "Neither are we," Matt said turning away from the computers to look at everyone, "It's time to come up with a plan."

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Tammy made her way along the side of the building, knowing Boyd would keep to his word. She continued slowly as she finally started to feel the burn in her leg again. Tammy glanced down at it. Her calf covered in blood, but it was just a flesh wound that wasn't even bleeding anymore. She tossed the hammer and scalpel, and pulled the gun out, readying it to fire as she stepped out from behind the cement mixer. Boyd's sinister smirk came into view as she walked towards the group. He had a firm grip on Sam's arm with a gun pressed to the side of her head. Then other girls were on their knees, guns also pointed at their heads.

Tammy hid her worry well as her eyes scanned the number of people around. Where the hell did they all come from? For the first time since she joined Avenged Sevenfold, Tammy was worried that maybe this time they bit off more than they could chew. Boyd watched her with his smirk as she got close, gun pointed at him, "Might as well just put that down," he said, tilting his head to the side a little, but Tammy didn't lower it, "You shoot me, these men will gun you down, and kill every last one of them." he told her motioning to the other girls with his gun before putting it firmly back to Sam's temple.

She stopped her advance on him, but kept the gun on him. "Let her go." she demanded. Boyd let out a chuckle, "I'm here, let her go." she repeated. "Drop it." he hissed at her. Tammy let out a sigh, and dropped the gun. "Let her go." she said one last time. William's smirk never faltered as he shoved Sam in her direction. They made a rush towards each other, but Tammy froze, her heart sinking when a shot rang out. Her eyes snapped shut when something wet and warm splattered her face. She didn't need to open her eyes, she didn't need to touch her face to know what it was.

Tammy forced her eyes open when she heard her hit the ground. She looked down at the young girl as the tears made their way silently down her cheeks. The guilt and rage swirled within her, and she dropped to her knees next to her. Tammy fought back a sob that wanted to escape as she pushed Sam's hair out of her face. "I'm so sorry." she whispered in a sob, as her tears hit the young girls cheek. She took a few deep breaths trying to contain her emotions as she wiped the tears from her face. She untied the strings holding her hospital gown closed in the back, and slipped it off, not caring that it was leaving her in next to nothing. Tammy covered Sam's body the best she could with it before the anger filled her eyes as she connected her gaze with Boyd.

The smirk was still ever present on his face as he watched her. "Let that be a lesson to you the next time you even think about trying to escape," he seethed strolling over to her, "And the rest of them if they think about helping you." he added loud enough for the girls to hear him. Tammy looked up at him, eyes blazing. "You said you'd let her go." she hissed through her teeth. "No, sweetheart you told me to," he said crouching eye level, "I just didn't listen." he finished at a whisper.

Tammy couldn't control what snapped in her. She tackled Boyd, and got in one good punch before she was quickly yanked off by her hair. "You motherfucker!" she snapped as she was dragged away from him, "You'll never get away with this!" she continued on, fighting to get out of the man's grip that held her, ignoring the pain in her scalp as he yanked harder. William picked himself up off the ground, his smirk gone. "They're coming for you Boyd! They're coming for all of you!" Tammy stopped her useless struggle, and let an almost crazed smile come out. "And Ima stand there laughing while Shadows tears you apart."

Boyd let out a sadistic laugh, "I don't think so princess," he said walking closer to her, "Since they're all dead in a factory somewhere," he lied, stopping inches from her face, "I told you I would put the bullets in them myself." he whispered to her. Tammy shook her head, "I don't believe you," she told him letting her smirk come out, "What happened to your face," she asked taking notice of the bruising on his cheek, and around one of his eyes, "Someone give you a taste of what's coming to ya?" Boyd took a step back, and gave her a hard back hand across the face, getting sick of her mouth.

Tammy's head snapped to the side, and she could taste the blood filling her mouth. She looked up with a smile, and started to laugh, "Am I right?" she asked between laughs, "Should of killed them when you had the chance. Now you're gonna loose." she said smirking at him. Boyd glared at her, "I told you I splattered their brains myself." he said low. "And you're a fucking liar!" she snapped, lunging for him again only to get yanked back by the man holding her.

Boyd didn't respond to her, and turned away, "Get them back in their cages," he ordered his men as he motioned to the girls before turning back to face Tammy, "Take her to the foreman's trailer. I want everyone of her limbs tied to a chair. You got that?" he told the man holding her. He gave William a nod, "You five," Boyd said pointing out some other men, "Go with them, and don't any of you let her out of your sight." he barked. He wasn't taking anymore chances. There was no way she was escaping again.

Tammy didn't struggle as they drug her away. She knew the guys weren't dead. She knew they would be coming for her, for them, but that didn't mean she was going to go quietly. "They're coming for you Boyd!" she yelled back at him, "They're coming for all of you! I hope it was worth it, you piece of shit! You're all fucked, and I'm going to be up here laughing, while you burn in hell!" The man that had a hold of her yanked hard on her hair, "Will you shut the fuck up!" he snapped. "Oh I'm sorry, am I getting on your nerves?" she asked giving him a sweet innocent smile as they walked, "Or are you just scared?" she continued, her grin getting a little wider.

Sarcastic chuckles emitted around her as they walked up the stairs of the foreman's trailer. "Well since they're all dead, and I don't believe in ghosts," the man holding her said with a slight chuckle as the door was opened, "No I'm not scared," he told her as he shoved her into a chair in front of the desk, "Sure as hell not afraid of a little girl like you." he whispered in her face as the guys cuffed her arms and legs to the chair. Tammy gave him another sweet smile, "I know four men that would probably argue with you about that," she said watching his smile fade a little, "Oh wait, they're dead." she said with an innocent giggle.

The man's eyes burned into hers, the smile never leaving Tammy's face, "And if I had things my way, you would be too." he hissed. "Oh but you don't, so I'm not." she said giving him a little pout. "Yet." he said before backing away from her and sitting on the desk. William joined them a few moments later, not looking the least bit happy. Tammy thought she saw a little bit of worry in his eyes, but it gone as soon a she noticed. The room was silent as he made his way to her. "I missed you." she told him with smile.

Boyd gave her a clearly unamused look, and she pouted, "Did you not miss me?" she said feigning hurt. Boyd ignored her as he double checked her restraints. His eyes narrowed when he took notice of the flesh wound on her leg. "Who fucking shot her!?" he snapped looking around. The men stared at him wide eyed, but no one said anything. Most of them didn't know, only one. "That'd be your man there." Tammy spoke up motioning to the man sitting on the desk with her head. She recognized him once she was able to get a look at him.

William's eyes snapped to the man, "She's fucking lying." he defended standing from the desk, and glaring at her. Fucked, she mouthed to him. "Shot me when I was escaping through the emergency hatch in your little clinic you got there." she continued to rat him out. "Shut up!" he snapped at her with her second backhand of the night. The man was met with a bullet in the chest from Boyd, "I said I wanted her alive," he seethed as the man collapsed to his knees holding his hand over the wound, "That means don't shoot her." The man took a final look at the woman in the chair with a small smile on her face. "Maybe you should have been afraid." she whispered just before he fell the rest of the way to the floor.

Boyd tucked his gun away, and looked at two of the five remaining men. "Get that out here." he said pointing to the man bleeding out on the floor. The men quickly complied, not wanting to end up that way too, and drug the man out of the trailer. William walked around the desk, and sat in the chair behind it fixing his gaze on Synderella. "You know this is going to be my highest booked auction yet," he told her, leaning forward, and folding his arms on the desk, "Everyone wants a piece of the princess." he said with a smug smirk.

Tammy returned his smirk, "Sorry to disappoint you, but you're not going to make it to auction." she told him. "Still think your hero's are going to save you?" he asked tilting his head a little. "Not just me," she said leaning as far forward in her chair as possible, "All of us." she whispered. Boyd was about to respond, but was cut off when muffled voice came from his pocket. He pulled out the hand held walkie as the voice came through again, "Sir?" the voice said. "What is it?" Boyd answered. "We have a problem. There's a hole in the fence, and I've found two-" the voice was cut off at the sound of something cracking.

Tammy watched William with a small knowing smile, "What? Are you there? What did you find?" he said into the radio receiving no response. Tammy started to giggle, and Boyd's eyes snapped to her before another voice brought them back to the radio. "Boyd," he mockingly sang, "Come out, come out where ever you are." Tammy's giggles got louder, and he glared at her again. "I told you."

Notes

I really don't have anything to put here......
Thoughts?