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"Our name's ain't important... but we're some old friend's of Ghost. And we've heard he has taken quiet a liking to you. Now if we have you, then that means we'll get him" the boss explained.

Heather decided to play dumb, that usually worked.

"Who the h*ll is Ghost?!" She yelled, her screached again raked her ears and she wince at the tone.

"Umm.. Let's what was his real name... Artie? No no, Atticus. Yeah Atticus Soprano, that name ring a bell?" the boss asked.

Play it dumb, they've got the wrong girl Heather thought quickly, "Who? Dude, I was on my way to go see my parents! Where am I? Who is this guy? Let me out!" She ordered, struggling a bit.

Tommy glanced at the Boss who laughed. "You're a pretty good actress my dear." soon they pulled up to a warehouse. Tommy grabbed Heather and drug her out of the car, following his boss toward the warehouse.

“What the h*ll?! Let me go! I have no idea what this is about!” Heather lied, she was a good liar too, easy to believe. Heather struggled even more, trying to get out of the guy’s grasp.

Upon entry, there where men with guns every where. "Tommy, go have fun with the girl. We're done with her.. now we just gotta wait on Ghost."

Tommy hauled Heather off to a room, with one door, no windows, and a bed. Once the where in He closed the door and shoved Heather toward the bed. standing infront of the door.

Heather looked around the room, her eyes vivid with fear. She looked at the man standing in front of her and her breathing caught.

"L-Leave me a-alone!" Se said, holding up her fists like a boxer would, her hands shook frantically "I-I can t-take you!" Her voice was rushed, too fast and too calm.

Tommy chuckled and flashed a smile, he walked over to her and grabbed her wrists pulling her hands down so she couldn't hit him. "You're quiet lovely." he complimented, his voice like poisoned honey, as he started to force her back in the direction of the bed.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, NO! Atticus! Help me!" Her voice was shattering, like nails on a chalkboard. She was terrified, completly. Heather didn't want to be here. She fought the guy, and managed to get her hands free. Heather hook him in the eye and darted across the room, but she was in a corner now. She made a dash for the door, but found it was locked.

Tommy whipped around and grabbed her again. He drug her over toward the bed and forced her onto it, pinning her and being sure to hold he hands. He smiled wickedly, "Just relax darling!" he cooed.

"Let me go! Let me go, please." She begged. Heather had never been so scared. Where was Atticus when she needed him most? Where was he? She finally felt tears spring from her eyes, she looked like a lost puppy that had been kicked too many times.

"Please don't do this." She begged, taking in a deep, shaking breath, "Please." She sobbed.

Tommy chuckled wickedly, "C'mon baby, it's just one night." he purred, sliding his hand along her side, beneath her shirt. What neither one of them knew, was that, outside a huge shoot off was going down. The room they where in was sound proof. Even the gunshots couldn't be heard. BUt Atticus had figured it all out and now he was outnumbered but fighting valiantly.

"Stop it! Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!" Heather yelled, her voice breaking, She kicked him in the gut, harder than she'd expected and rolled off of the bed. She ran the the room again, kicking and screaming.

Tommy growled and grabbed her again, once more pinning her to the bed and smiling. "You're a Pain in the a** arn't ya'..." he chuckled and started trying to remove her shirt.


Outside Atticus slammed the boss against the wall. Most of his men had fled, now Atticus held a gun to his head. "Where is she you, b*stard?!"

"Dead now that Tommy's got her..."The boss grinned.