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The Long, Dark Night of Will Stevens	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 1317 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 1� Dungeon

Will Stevens nodded to a fellow DEA agent. The raid had gone well, and all that was left
to do was the mop-up. He took a quick
look around, reassuring himself that things were indeed in hand, and slipped
away.

He walked swiftly down the hall of The Chamber. He glanced up and down the hallway then tried
the door handle to Channing�s dungeon.
Locked, of course, but he made quick work of it then swung open the door
�

� to a scene from a nightmare.

The room had bare concrete floor and walls, with ropes,
pulleys and weights hanging from the walls and ceiling. The smell of blood, burnt flesh and, oddly,
vanilla hung in the air. Blood was
everywhere, on discarded whips, knives, and hammers, pooling in a thick puddle
in the middle of the floor. At the
center of the pool of blood crouched a naked man, tied into place so his arms were
stretched out to the sides, his feet tight underneath him, his chest forced
over his bent knees. His body was
covered with tiny, sharp clips, straps kept other items in place including his
left hand on a wooden stool, and he was wearing a full-head hood. Every inch of skin that Will could see was
scored, cut, burnt.

Automatically Will shut and locked the door behind him,
swearing viciously. He wished that he
could believe that the broken creature in front of him wasn�t Don Eppes, one of
the FBI�s finest. But Will had kept too
close of a watch on him tonight, knew that Don had gone into Channing�s
dungeon.

Will�s breath stopped, sure at first that Don was dead. Then the hooded head moved, like it had heard
a sound. Will started breathing again,
anger and fear flooding into his lungs with the foul air.

�Fuck, Don, what
did you let him do to you?� Will demanded.
�I should never have �� Will bit
his lip. Later, Stevens. Will slammed
a wall down on his feelings, separating himself from the horror of the scene so
he could move from his frozen position.

Will stepped into the pool of blood and unsnapped the
mask. He peeled it off as carefully as
he could, made difficult by the built-in ball gag. He levered the massive ball out of Don�s
mouth, noting, like he would at a crime scene, the blood on the gag and around the
mouth. Don�s head emerged from the mask,
his hair smashed, his face coated with tear stains, his eyes vague and
empty.

Don blinked and squinted his eyes, trying to focus on Will�s
face.

�It�s okay, Don,� Will said, using his �calm the victim�
voice. �I�ll get you out of here.� He glanced toward the door, hoping he hadn�t
been missed.

As quickly but gently as he could, Will untied Don�s wrists,
grimacing as he had to pull the thin cord out of the bloody grooves in the skin. He unstrapped Don�s left hand from the wooden
stool, his gorge rising reflexively at the fleshy pulp that was Don�s pinkie
and index finger.

Don�s eyes wandered toward his body then back up to Will�s
face. �Who �?� he asked in a voice
shattered and raw.

�I�m Will Stevens,� Will said, unbuckling the straps that
went around Don�s hips. A massive dildo
had been wedged into his ass, the skin around his asshole stretched and
broken. Will slowly pulled the dildo
out, continuing in a conversational voice.
�I�m DEA. We did a drug raid here
tonight and��

Will stopped as he realized that Don had fainted. A good
thing. Will tossed the awful dildo
aside and began to work much more quickly.
He systematically removed all the clips, revealing sores, whip scores,
and blistering burns. He pulled a long
plug from Don�s swollen penis and removed swinging weights from his nipples and
balls. Lastly, he pried the thin cord
from its deep grooves in his ankles.
Fresh blood pumped from those wounds and Will knew he needed to stop it.

Setting Don carefully onto the floor, Will stepped over to
the room�s second door. It was also
locked and it took a precious extra second to pick it with his blood-slick
fingers. Behind was the back hallway
which led to rooms out-of-bounds to subs.
Will hurried down the hallway to the supply room. He grabbed up some tight-weave towels and a
set of sheets. He turned to go back to
Don but out of the corner of his eye he saw the door to the Doms� locker
room.

The urge rose in him, blinding and terrible, to find
Channing and kill him, slowly and painfully.
But Don came first. Will made
himself take two deep breaths then went back to the room where he�d left Don.

Don was slumped on the floor, still unconscious, lying on
his side in the pool of blood. Will
gritted his teeth against another surge of horror and forced himself to look at
the situation with an EMT�s training.
Don had lost a great deal of blood, but Will didn�t think it was to the
life-threatening level. Don�t think so? Willing to risk Don�s life
on that? The need to protect and
help Don overwhelmed Will, shocking in its ferocity. He hardly knew the man but here he was
gambling with his own career to save Don�s.

Telling himself he could change his mind later when he got a
closer look at the wounds, Will wrapped the towels around Don�s ankles and
wrists. He also pressed a towel against
Don�s anus. Then, struggling, he lifted
Don out of the blood puddle and rolled him in the sheets, wrapping them around
him like a full body bandage. He didn�t
wipe off Don�s skin first, since he didn�t want to disturb any scabs that might
have started forming. He took Don�s
discarded robe and wrapped that around him as well. He set him gently on a clear spot on the
floor.

Now came the tough part � getting Don to his car without
being seen.
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