Captured

Sam’s P.O.V

I wake up in a van with Liam, Niall, and Louis still knocked out next to me. I manage to sit up, get one of my hands untied and up to remove the gag that I have in my mouth. This really is one of the worst things that can happen for a few reasons. One Niall can find out what I really do for a living. Two the boys are in danger and I failed to protect them in the first place. Third if the captors didn’t kill me then my boss surely will. Fourth Kate and Rachel will have to find us and rescue us without everything I have learned. Well hopefully they find everything that I have stashed in my room to help them. I look over the lads to see if any are awake but none were up. I looked over to Liam again this time he was awake. I tried to get over to him but realized that I couldn’t because my hands were tied to the floor of the van. Suddenly one of the guards has woken up and ties me back to the van but not before he knocks me out with the end of his rifle. Before darkness closes me in I see him knock out Liam as well.

The next thing I know we are being carried through hallways that are lined with doors that look as if they are hotel room doors but they have been modified to be prisons. I make no attempt to move or give any indication that I am awake. Fuck this was going to be hard to escape especially if they put us on one of the upper floors. Guess luck was not on my side today since we are carried onto the lift and taken to the top floor which was level four I mentally noted. This is one of the worst days ever in my mind. How can this day go from being nice and actually having Niall become my boyfriend and kissing him, to this madness of getting captured. Now we are being held as prisoners and him possibly waking up hating me? We are locked up in the room that was farthest from any escape route that they think I can use. Guess this group has encountered me and my girls before, seeing as how they are trying to make escape impossible for me. Ha the day I can’t escape from some prison will be the day the world will end.

We are set down onto what I assume are beds that some prisons have. Once we are on the beds they search us making sure there is nothing that can be used as a weapon or if we had any communication device. When they get to me for searching I hear one guy say to just strip me and then empty out every piece of clothing then dress me again, at least to preserve a little modesty for when the guys wake up. When they do follow those orders I have to fight back the natural instinct to punch them in the face. Instead of fighting back I make myself go limp making it hell for them to try and strip me of my clothes. When the goonies are done with searching and dressing me back up they lock us in the room. Soon as I can’t hear their footsteps I sit up on the bed and check my surrounding. I can’t see much since the lights are out but what I can make out is a bathroom, and four beds one for each of us.

I try moving off the bed and walking around to find a first aid kit or anything I could use as one. Soon my eyes adjust to the dark and I can see much better. I find that the bathroom still has running water, the room also had fresh clothes, all the toiletries that anyone could need there is enough of everything to last us several years. I really hope we are not trapped here for several years or days for that matter. Then I find a couple of bowls and rags. Well at least I can clean any wounds the lads have received. With a heavy sigh I gather the first aid kit and the bowl and towel and set to work cleaning up the lads.

At the start of the new day the captors realize I am awake and give me something to eat. It tastes like dirt but it isn’t the worst thing I have ever tasted. I watch as the guards search the lads for any weapons as if I created one during the night and hid it on one of them. For the next couple of days they follow this routine. I will always be sitting at the window looking out and counting down the time till they arrive to do the search again, and until the next meal.

Soon the lads start waking up on the third day. First Liam wakes up while I am fixing up Louis. He sits up really fast and gets dizzy. I rush over to his side and push him back down gently. When he is lying back down I get the bowl and rag to clean his wounds again. I answer his questions that he has once I am done with the first aid, and making sure he doesn’t have a concussion. Once I am done explaining things that he asks I get up and go back to cleaning Louis wounds ending the conversation. While cleaning Louis wounds he wakes up. This being one of the times he is smart and does not try to get up. Instead he lets me clean him up. Then he gets stupid and asks if Drake is involved, and asks about other things that he shouldn’t incase Liam overheard. I answer his questions with a little bit more thought. Again not answering until I am done with the first aid, then getting up and moving to take care of Niall ending the conversation.

When I get to taking care of Niall I am very gentle with him. I can’t help but admire the way he looks so peaceful and angel like. I take extra care of Niall allowing myself to brush my fingers through his hair. Making sure that the other lads aren’t looking I kiss Niall on the lips ever so lightly. I am hoping he will waken up with the kiss, but this isn’t a movie and things like that don’t truly happen.

I barely hear Louis question but then I hear Liam ask what tattoos then looking down I see once again my tattoos are exposed. With a deep sigh I explain what they meant to me, oddly enough I even mention my mom to them for the first time ever. After a few minutes dinner arrives and surprisingly it’s an MRE. Now those I could eat for a long time and not complain. They were better than the crap they were feeding me before. It was obvious that the lads do not know how to make an MRE which doesn’t surprise me one bit. So I fix mine slow enough for them to follow what I am doing. The meal is delicious. After a few bites of my food I hear Niall waking up. I don’t want to see his face in fear that I might see hatred in his eyes toward me. Instead of him hating me he wraps his arms around me resting his chin on top of my head. I can’t move for a few seconds, but when I can all I can do is offer Niall my food. Once he is done eating he goes to wash up. When he did he made sure to show off his Irish ass with a little sass in his walk. When he disappears into the bathroom I go to the window to see if I can make out where we were now that the lads were awake we might be able to attempt an escape here in two days if we aren’t rescued by then. I don’t even hear Niall sneak up behind me, the only way I know he is there is when he places his arms around me once again. This time though knowing that he doesn’t hate me (at least not yet I thought) I lean back into his embrace.

With a loud thud the door is opened and a few guards rush in separating me and Niall, while the rest keep Louis and Liam away from me. Niall tries to fight his way to me but gets pushed back. My arm is twisted and pushed behind my back as I am escorted out of the room, and lead down to the first floor. I am guided to the office where none other than Rick was sitting. Rick had a long scar running from his ear down to his wrist where I managed to cut him last time we encountered him. I can’t help but laugh knowing that he is reminded every day that he was defeated by three girls. Laughing only earns me a sucker punch to the face.

“Your guard here hits like a preschooler girl. Ever think of getting them gym memberships or some way of getting them buff. They really need to learn how to hit as well they can’t even knock out a small fly with the way they are hitting.” I say laughing, again earning another punch. “Now what do you want Rick I got an escape to plan and plans of yours to destroy. You know how it is.”

“Where are the others? Ransoming the boys and your group for world power will only work if I have all of you. Now where are they?”

“I shall never say. Remember how it went down last time you interrogated me with torture it didn’t work.”

The torture and questions keep up for another two hours. But my lips remain silent except for a laugh every now and then when Rick gets frustrated at my lack of cooperation.

“Take her back to her cell maybe she will be willing to talk tomorrow. Right now though I need to plan on how to take over the world with only 3/5of One Direction and 1/3 of Risk. Cute name though who came up with it or did it just roll off the tongue when you put the letters of your first name together. Take her back now and make sure she doesn’t cause any trouble.”

I spit on Rick as I am escorted past him. Once again earning another punch, and again all I do is laugh. Soon we arrive at the room and I am thrown into it landing on the floor.

“You hit like a two year old, I have been through worse interrogations then that. How do you think I got to where I am today?” I say while laughing getting to my feet. This time I do not receive any punches only a growl and a door being slammed and locked. When I get to my feet and the door is closed I busy myself cleaning all the wounds I have now not wanting to answer any questions Niall, Liam, or Louis might have for me. I start to mumble under my breath about how much of a death wish Rick has and how much I want to murder anyone who tries to stop me. Thankfully the lads don’t hear my little rant, or ask questions till I am done cleaning off my wounds. Niall is the first to speak.

“Sam are you some sort of spy or undercover for some secret organization? I need to know I don’t care if you are I just want to know the truth. If you are then I will still love you. Please just tell me.”

“Niall I told you she is, there isn’t any other way this could be explained.” Louis added in. reminding myself to deal with him later I finally let them hear the truth.

“Yes I am an undercover agent, so are Kate and Rachel. The school we went to trains people to be spies and deal with the threats that the governments don’t want to deal with but are major threats to the stability of the world. We got assigned to you lot when we got wind that a girl we were supposed to graduate with joined the side that wanted destruction of the world that we know. The information we received also indicated that she joined the other side so that they could capture all of you and then use all five of you as ransom for world power. When we received word that they might have been closing in we started saying we were getting drinks, when in reality we were out casing possible places that they might be hiding. We never have drank any alcohol in our lives. The man behind the curtain is Rick if you are wondering. I have faced off with him before; giving him a scar, reminding him that he isn’t as invincible as he would think. So now you know the truth. I don’t care what you do with it but just keep it to yourselves like Louis was supposed to do in the first place. Now it’s late, time to get some sleep.” I say without letting the lads cut in or really giving them a chance to ask questions. I get into my bed and start to drift off to sleep. Before I fall asleep I feel someone get into bed with me and place an arm around me. It was Niall

“I wanted to cuddle with you, and let you know that I still love you. Even if you are a spy I still want you as my girlfriend.” He says in a sleepy voice. With that we both fall into a comfortable sleep.

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