11. Bloody and bruised in a strange alleyway, so far from home (forgive him he's an angsty SOB)
Fifty ‘’I found you’’ OTP Prompts
I found you You found me…Bloody and bruised in a strange alleyway, so far from home
It made sense, given who she was. The daughter and granddaughter of millionaires. The wife of a police detective that had made a lot of enemies in his line of work, in bringing justice to his little corner of the world. It made sense to go after her as revenge against Carlton, or to ransom money from her family.
It made sense. But the logic didn’t counter the fear or the dread. Logic was of no comfort.
Thorin wasn’t sure how long she had been gone; the days had started to blur together. They didn’t treat her too horribly, she supposed. They needed her alive so they gave her water once a day and food every other day or so. She had been knocked around a few times, mostly when she tried to fight back - a poor idea, given how weak she was. But she was alive. Bruised and battered, but…alive.
Or maybe she was dying. Because she was hallucinating this voice, surely. She recognized it but it wasn’t any of the men who had taken her. No, this…Thorin had to be hallucinating. She had dreamt of his voice too often for this to be real.
But…but maybe…just maybe…the voice calling for back up over the radio was real. What would happen if it wasn’t? They’d knock her around a bit more for causing a scene? They wouldn’t kill her. They needed her alive. So she really had nothing to lose, compared to what she had to gain.
Thus resolved, Thorin gathered as much strength as she could muster and yelled back a hoarse, “Carlton! Carlton, I’m here! Please!”
