After the Fire: Part 6:
Midnight
Le Jardin de fleur

Bray and Cat stood by a fountain waiting for the kidnappers. "Where are they?" Bray said checking her watch.

"They'll be here. Calm down." Cat said, trying to ease the tension. There was a sound behind them.

"What was that?" Bray asked as they turned around. "Oh, Shit!" Bray gasped reaching for her heart. She fell forward onto the concrete.

"Bray?" Cat shouted. She inhaled sharply as the same fate befell her. They'd been shot.

Four men came out off the trees and picked up the bodies. "Hurry! They'll come around soon. Get them in the van!" said a tall dark figure. Bray and Cat were thrown in the van and the doors were closed. "Let's go!" the figure shouted, as they piled into the vehicle and sped away.

The Barge

Methos walked out on the deck where Richie was pacing. "I knew something would happen to them." Richie shouted, slamming his fist against the rail.

Methos stuck his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans, "Will you calm down. It's only 1:30. They probably stopped for a beer or something. Don't worry."

"It's that *or something*, I'm worried about!" Richies' voice wavered, "In the past few months, I've lost Mac, Daniel, Hailey, and Lane. I can't loose Bray! I don't even remember the last time I told her I loved her."

Methos leaned on the rail next to him, "You need to let it all go. All that anger has been building up inside you. I can see it in your eyes. We all can." He put his hand on Richies' shoulder, "This war has hit us all pretty hard, but we can't keep it locked up. We have to let it out. Scream, yell, break something. It took me a long time to learn that." With that, Methos turned and went down below, leaving Richie to his demons.

It wasn't long before it happened. There was a loud bang coming from the deck above. "What the hell was that?" Joe said giving Methos a strange look. Then there was another bang and another.

Methos smiled, "Just a little therapy."

A few hours later
Somewhere in Lyon

Bray gasped as air filled her lungs. She took a few deep breaths and began to look around. Stone walls surrounded her and the only light was from the barred section at the top of the door. She got to her feet and looked for the signs of her healed wound. There was a large blood stain on her chest. "Great! There goes Richies' shirt." she said as she unbuttoned the first two buttons. She pushed the rolled up sleeves above her elbows as she walked to the door. The bars were too high for her to see anything. She put her fingers through the opening and grabbed the bottoms of the bars trying to pull herself up.

"No you don't!" came a voice from the other side of the door. Then a heavy panel was dropped on her fingers, breaking the ring fingers and pinky's of both her hands.

"Fuck! Damn you!" she screamed in pain. Her fingers, she knew, would heal but until then the pain was terrible. She made her way back to the corner of the cell and sat down against the wall. She pulled her knees to her chest. "Stupid." she said to herself, "Now, you're stuck here and nobody knows it but Cat. Cat! Oh my God! I hope she's Ok."

Cat woke up in great pain. She had *died* only a few times since she became Immortal, and the worst part in her opinion, was coming back to life. Only this time, there was no one around to let her know everything was all right. "Bray?" she said weakly as she examined the hole in her chest right above her left breast. "Great, another one of Meaty's shirts ruined. Bray?" When she realized she was alone, she panicked.

The cell she was in was very cramped and dark. There was a cot in one corner and a dirty sink in the other. The only light was through a crack under the door less than an 1/8 inch high. *Good thing I'm not afraid of the dark, because this is no Club Med!* she thought to herself. She could hear noise from the other side of the door and she went to it. "Hello??"

"No one's home!" a voice shouted at her.

*Great, this guy's got a sense of humor* "Where am I?" she asked.

"I'll let you know before you die." The voice called back.

*Great, Mary looses her innocence and I thought Anne was going to be the one to kill me!* "Can I get a drink of water? My mouth is dry?"

"Shut up in there!"

"Can you tell me something? Anything? I'm looking for my friend Bray? Do you know where she is?"

"She's as dead as you will be if you don't shut the hell up!" he said

*Bray is what?!?!* she thought to herself. *Oh gods, please don't let it be true. Bray, I'm so sorry for everything.* she thought as she sat down on the cot and cried.