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Depravity

Part III

Rated: NC-17

�Listen I can�t come into work today, I haven�t slept in three days�� Carter tried to explain to Dr. Weaver over the phone. He was still running on the excuse that it was because of the death of the baby, she had no idea it was because he was missing Abby so much. Finally Dr. Weaver agreed to let him stay home, she didn�t want him working in the ER if he was over worked. He smiled slightly, it was only a small victory in the scheme of things, but it was a victory nonetheless. Kem had flown back home to visit with her family so Carter was left alone in his new house but he didn�t care if she never came back, he just wanted Abby to be okay.

Abby had been tied by her neck to the wall of a bare room for almost a week and she was beginning to get a little stir crazy. The rope wasn�t long enough to let her stand up, the only time she got to walk was when Scott would take her down the hallway to the bathroom, and even then she didn�t get to see the outside world. She had started to pick at the knots in the rope, making only a little progress in getting them undone but doing that was the only thing to keep her from going completely insane. Scott kept talking to her about making her his slave, a completely submissive woman to do his bidding but she didn�t think that it would ever happen. She groaned softly as she worked on the knots wondering when he would be coming in to see her again.

Over the past few days she had only been able to get food by granting him favors, sexual favors, and even then he still fed her like she was his pet. She was losing weight, she could tell, besides he only fed her twice a day and it was usually just a piece of fruit or a sandwich and some water. In this way he could keep her weak so she wouldn�t be able to fight him. At first she denied him sexual favors, choosing to go hungry instead but when she realized that no one was coming for her she decided that she was going to have to eat. The first night he came to her she could hear thunder rocking the building from outside, the rain was pattering against the roof. She hadn�t had anything to eat in three days, and nothing to drink in thirty six hours and she knew that she was going to have to get something in her body. He stripped her naked but didn�t even bother to take his pants off when he fucked her, he simply unzipped them and went to town. She didn�t think she had ever felt pain quite that terrible, not only was it physically painful it was completely humiliating. Over the next few nights when he came to her she knew she was going to have to do something to make it less painful, because if it kept going on like it was she would just want to die, so every time he would have his way with her she would think of Carter�and unbeknownst to her it was getting to him.

�Carter!� Abby squealed after she opened her Christmas present, he smiled at her happy that she liked the necklace he had bought her. It was a real diamond necklace but when she asked him about it he told her that it was a fake, he knew that if she found out that it was real she�d try to get him to return it. She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a long kiss, �I got something for you too, just give me a moment.� She got up from her spot on the couch in her apartment and headed into her bed room. Carter took a drink of his hot chocolate and waited wondering what kind of surprise she could have in store for him.

She came out of the bedroom wearing a red velvet teddy with a white fluffy trim, with that she was wearing a red garter belt with thigh high red fishnet stockings and red vinyl heels that were so high he wondered how she was able to walk with out falling. It certainly was a nice surprise, he had gotten her the outfit about a week before and begged her to put it on but she refused, now it was Christmas eve and she was wearing it for him. She walked over to him without so much as a stumble or hesitation, she looked completely comfortable and he smiled.

�Well ho, ho, ho��

�Shut up Carter.� She giggled and sat down next to him on the couch and leaned in to kiss him, his hard on was already apparent through his black jeans, �So John have you been naughty or nice this year?� She ran her hand over his cheek and then through his hair her smile was curious and that along with the hungry look in her eyes almost drove him crazy.

�I was pretty nice this year but seeing you in that outfit is going to make me do something very naughty�� He ran his hands through her hair and kissed her gently, smiling as he did. Slowly the kisses got deeper and more passionate, their hands roaming over each other�s bodies , until he was finally on top of her his eyes filled with lust.

�Don�t leave me��

�What?�

�Carter you have to save me.� She pleaded with him her eyes going from loving and trusting to scared and frantic, he wasn�t sure what he was supposed to say back to that but he suddenly knew that this wasn�t just a memory any more it was another nightmare. He blinked and then swallowed hard but when his tear filled eyes focused again she wasn�t under him she was nowhere to be seen. He cried out in frustration and started to look for her even though the room was almost pitch black. He told himself he wasn�t going to wake up until he found her, as if he could control that.

�Abby where are you?� He called, his voice seeming to echo from everywhere and yet nowhere all at once. He swatted at the air around his head when the sound of his own voice was the only thing that filled his ears, he was desperate to hear any noise that she was making. He then heard screams, screams of pain and desperation and he started to run towards them, or where he thought they were coming from, �ABBY!�

�JOHN!� The voice was resounding from all around him and he didn�t know which direction he was supposed to turn to, he looked down at his hands which were now covered in blood which he quickly wiped off of his pants, when he looked up there was a small circle of light in the distance and he began to run for it. �SENATE!�

�Senate? What the hell does that mean!?� He yelled as he continued to run for the light, he was almost completely out of breath and his chest was tightening making it even harder to breathe, he felt like some one was squeezing all of the air out of him. �ABBY WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!�

�Senate�� her voice was getting softer and the light was getting brighter, it seemed that the closer he got to the light the farther away her voice got, �Senate!�

�Abby!� He forced himself to stop moving towards the light but that didn�t keep the light from moving closer to him, his breath was coming out faster and faster and no matter how hard he tried he couldn�t figure out what the word Senate was supposed to mean, he turned away from the light and as he did a siren started to go off. He fell to his knees and covered his ears, all he could do now was cower under the noise of the siren and the weight that was on his chest.

�ABBY! WHERE ARE YOU!?� He screamed, this time his alarm had woken him up. He lied when he said he hadn�t been getting sleep but waking up from the nightmares made him feel like he hadn�t gotten any rest at all. The word �senate� resounded in his head and he grasped for the pad of paper he kept on the bedside table and wrote it down. John Carter wasn�t a firm believer that dreams could tell the future or even offer help in finding some one or knowing the truth but over the past few days he had come to rely on his dreams to help with some clue to finding Abby. The police hadn�t turned up anything, there was no signs of struggle in her apartment, and her car hadn�t been found abandoned anywhere even though it was also missing. He stared at the word on the white pad of paper, running it over and over in his head but there was no connection and it began to frustrate him. He could still almost feel the warm blood on his hands from the dream, he took that as a sign, a sign that he would have blood on his hands if he couldn�t find her in time, a sign that it would be all his fault. He cried out in frustration and threw the pad of paper across the room, ironically it hit a framed picture of him and Kem, causing it to shatter and fall to the floor. He didn�t care about the mess he had made, and so he laid back down on the bed and closed his eyes letting the tears flow freely once again.

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