Amy's POV

My head was killing me, that was the first thing I had noticed when I started waking up. It was as if someone had smacked me over the head repeatedly with a hammer. Whimpering in pain, I tried to slowly opened my eyes. My right eye felt as if it was close to being swollen shut and right above the eyebrow felt funny. I groaned as I slowly lifted my fingers to feel the area and winced in pain as I felt a cut was on the swollen area. There was still a bit of dizziness in my head as I slowly pushed myself up on the bed in a sitting position. It only took a few seconds of me looking around the unfamiliar room and noticing the blood on my shirt before I started panicking. Where the hell am I? How the hell did I end up here, wherever here is?

"Oh you're awake, for a couple minutes there I was starting to worry if you had slipped into a coma." Seagal said coming from out of what must be a bathroom with a damp towel in hand.

Seeing him, I started remembering what happened a few minutes before I past out. Knowing that I was now stuck- God knows where this was- with him in this room where he brought me, spiked my fear higher.

"W-where the hell am I!?" I winced again when the stabbing and throbbing pain in my head and injured eyebrow came on stronger.

"You cracked the top of your eyebrow opened and knocked yourself out all because you were being stubborn." he said approaching me near the bed with the towel still in hand causing me to scoot back further away from him. "You know things don't have to be like this. Let me help you with that cut on..."

"I don't want your help you sick shit! Where am I? Where have you taken me!?" I screamed at him trying to ignore the intense pain.

"See, that's the reason why we can't get along babe. You're too feisty and hot tempered." Seagal responded throwing down the towel at the edge of the bed. "All you need to do is stay quiet and corporate with me and we'll be good."

"What do you want!? What the hell is wrong with you!? I want to go home? Why can't you leave me the hell alone!?" I screamed at him. "You're a crazy piece of shit you know?"

"See that mouth of yours, is what's going to get you in trouble. All you had to do was just be calm and we wouldn't have this problem. You wouldn't have that split eyebrow and headache." Seagal said to me. "From day one all you needed to do was relax and corporate, but the minute Alfredo sent you to me I knew you were going to have to be put in your place."

"I told you I don't know what the hell you're talking about! I've never met you before until at that business function."

"Save it Peaches. I may not have seen your face but your voice and that body of yours is still fresh in my memory. I know it was you no matter how you try to deny it." Seagal replied.

"You're a sick and perverted old man..."

"Don't act all high and holy like you have morals either. Is that what this is about? You won't submit or be with me because of age?" He asked. "Is that why you gladly graced Ackles bed? Because he's younger and probably have a few more dollars than I have now? Is this about the money because I can assure you that if it's money you need for me to get you in bed once again, I still have that."

"You're disgusting! A disgusting pig!" I shoot at him as I watched the door to exit.

How was I going to get out of here if he was actually in front the exit? In order for me to get out, I'd have to pass him and I know he wasn't just going to allow me to pass.

"What do you want Seagal?" I asked hoping that maybe he'd grow some senses and let me leave.

"You know what I want baby, just a little taste once again. You know you can have the best of both worlds. I can show you a good time, you get quite a considerable amount of cash to buy yourself any nice thing you like and you won't have to worry about Ackles finding out if you're still warming his bed." Seagal said taking a step closer to me on the bed.

"No! You're out of your damn mind. Never! You sick bastard, stay away from me!"

"Alright, now this game of yours is getting pretty old. It was fun at first but now you're just downright annoying by playing hard to get. We can do this the easy way or the hard way." Seagal said lunging towards me on the bed.

I managed to scoot back away from him and slipped off the bed trying to run towards the door. I was unfortunately not swift enough and the fact that my head was still dizzy and killing me, Seagal grabbed me and threw me back on the bed using his body to pin mine down. I tried fighting, kicking and screaming but he was much stronger than I was and my attempts were futile. He had also muffled my screams as one of his hand covered my mouth. His hand was over my mouth in such a way that I couldn't get to bite him even though I tried.

"I guess it's the hard way then." Seagal said breathing hard from trying to keep me still. "I don't understand why you're fighting it when its something you're more than used to."

I still continued struggling and screaming as I felt disgusted when Seagal started trying to kiss my neck. I was squirming and struggling trying to get away as his disgusting lips left wet kisses on my jaw and neck. This man was so vile and disgusting and him being on top of me pinning me down had me worrying about the fact that I didn't seem to be getting away and no one was going to help me. Was I seriously going to be violated and defiled right now? And with him putting all this weight on me and what he wanted to do, wouldn't that hurt my baby? At this point, tears were pouring out my eyes.

"Stop fighting and this doesn't have to be so bad. You've allowed me a taste before so why fight now?" Seagal asked as he pulled away from my neck and tried unbuttoning my shirt blouse.

Screaming and kicking still not at all ready to give up fighting, my knee managed to hit Seagal in the groin causing him to temporarily let go off me and his hand slipped away from my mouth as a result of the pain of my knee connecting his male parts. I tried letting out a louder scream hoping someone would be nearby, would hear and came to my rescue. But that was short lived as the impact of my knee hadn't connected hard enough to get him off him and in a fetal position.

Seagal seemed to be angrier by what just happened because I earned another slap across my face before the shirt buttons were being ripped off and opened, exposing my bra and chest to him. He pinned me down once again.

"So...damn beautiful..." Seagal mumbled out between placing disgusting kisses on the top of my chest. "Don't... think you...can...stop this. I told you stop fighting and...enjoy this. You're going... going to enjoy... this and not tell anyone about it unless you want to get your head and skull crack open."

Oh no, please God. This couldn't be happening to me right now!

I was wearing leggings and when I felt Seagal gripping them and trying to pull, I started trying to fight much harder now. If I was going to be defiled right now by this disgusting man who may caused me to lose my baby, I was going down fighting. Maybe if in all my years I had tried fighting back, most of what happened to me wouldn't have happened but I always just sit back like a weakling and cried. It was getting difficult for Seagal to keep me pinned, my mouth covered- to muffled my screams- and pull off my leggings at the same time. I wasn't making it easy for him. Somehow he had managed to pull the tights somewhat down my thighs and must've been trying to pull his pants zipper at the the same time because one of my hand sprung free and I saw a lamp on the bedside table nearby. With all my strength that I had left after fighting him so long, I grabbed the lamp and smashed it across his head.

"Ow shit!" He cursed rolling off me and falling off the side of the bed onto the floor.

It was obvious that he had gotten a good hit in the head because he was on the floor disoriented and not being able to get up same time. Even though I was still in shock and panic, the adrenaline pumping through me caused me to react swifter than I'd usually would. I quickly pulled back up the leggings before grabbing the other lamp on the other bedside table and smashed it also in his head while he was still on the floor. He went down again groaning but although he seemed to be completely out of it, he still wasn't completely unconscious.

Hopping off the bed, I grabbed another standing lamp that was in the room and swung it over his head once again. When he seemed to be knocked out, I still didn't stop. For extra measures, I hit him again and again over the head and then across the back. I've had enough of this abuse and people trying to push me around. I needed to learn to fight back, especially now that it wasn't just me. I had an unborn child to protect. I hit him in the head one more time before completely dropping the lamp stick to the floor in panic. He was no longer moving and I wasn't sure if he was dead or not considering the amount of blows I had given him and the blood now all over his head and the floor. I was about to start hyperventilating any moment but I knew I needed to try keep myself together for a little longer and get out of there immediately.

Walking backwards, not wanting to take my eyes of Seagal unmoving body less he got up and attacked me again, I tried making my way to the door as quick as I could before I fainted or something. All this was just a bit too much for me. The minute my hand was about to reach out to open the knob, the door flew opened causing me to let out a bloodcurdling scream from the fright that I was going to be harmed further by whoever on the other side.

"Amy!" I was suddenly crushed into a hug into the chest of someone whom I immediately knew who that person was.

"Oh my God. Lucas?" I breathe out pulling back to look at his face.

He and Gio was here with guns out. No one had any idea how glad I was to see him. I could hardly believe it, Lucas was there. How did he know where to find me? He actually came to save me. Overwhelmed by everything, I couldn't help crying as I closed my eyes burying my head into his chest and wrapped my arms around Lucas for dear life. I didn't want to be anywhere else but right where I was in his arms being comforted by him and his voice.

"You're okay. You're okay, baby." Lucas tried comforting me as he hugged me back and kept kissing my head. "I got you baby, you're alright."

"I-I'm s-so sorry." I cried.

"It's okay. It's okay." Lucas chanted as he tried comforting me.

"I shouldn't have told you I w-wanted to leave. He k-kidnapped me- he tried to..."

"Baby it's okay now. Shh." Lucas said as I pulled my head away from his chest and kissed me on the lips. "Don't worry, you're safe now."

For a moment, Lucas just held me as I cried for a while. Lucas pulled away before taking off his jacket and wrapping it around my shoulders before pulling me back into his chest.

"Did he touch you?" Lucas asked me through clenched teeth. I know he was just trying to keep calm for my sake considering I was still so traumatized.

"No, he ripped my shirt open then tried to... he tried to rape me but I was able to hit him in the head with the lamp. I-I think..."

"It's alright." Lucas said kissing me on the forehead.

I had calmed down a little more now by Lucas's presence. I turned back to look at Seagal still not moving on the floor with Gio standing over him with an unreadable expression.

"Is he...is he dead?" I whispered the last word out nervously. "I've hit him in the head multiple..."

As much as I was so mad at him and it felt exhilarating at the time hitting him, I just didn't know if I'd be able to be at peace if I found out I actually killed someone, no matter how much he may have deserved it.

"No, he's just unconscious now." Gio responded before looking at Lucas.

"We need to get you out of here and let Ankell take a look at you and give you something to ease the pain." Lucas said as he took my face in his hands running his thumb over my cheek as he looked at my now bruised face.

I could see the vein ticking in the side of his forehead and I knew he was beyond pissed just by how his jaw clenched. I also had a major concern than my face, I guess it was time I actually told Lucas right now.

"Lucas I have something to tell you." I said to him nervously. " I uhm, I'm scared. I- I may also need to go see a perinatologist or something. I'm... I'm pregnant."

I was so ready to see the surprise shock and disbelief on his face or to witness his wrath being unleashed on me but I was the one who got the surprise when none of that came.

"I know." Lucas responded. "That's why I came to find you."

"But... I don't understand. How?" I asked in shocked.

"I was informed by someone who figured out that's why you wanted to runaway." He said to me.

What? This didn't make any sense.

He knew? Who could've told him? Could it be my mom? And why was he not lashing out at me?

I looked at Gio as if expecting some surprise from at least him then but received none. By the look on his face, I realized that somehow he must have been the one who figured it out and told Lucas. When I was thinking that mom was the only other person who knew about my pregnancy, I was wrong.

"A-are you mad at me? I never planned for it to happened. We always used protection whenever we..."

"I'm not mad Amy."

"But..."

"We'll discuss that further later but now let's get you out of here and get you medical assistant." Lucas said to me.

"But what about..."

"Don't worry about him. He'll get the necessary help he needs and his punishment. " Gio was the one who responded. "Now go. Go make sure the baby is alright."

Lucas wrapped his arm around me as he turned for us to leave. My body was so drained of energy and exhausted that I felt like I could barely walk. Lucas noticed and stopped.

"Don't worry, I got you." He said lifting me up and carrying me out as I rested my head on his chest with my eyes closed.