This expensive train that Bangtan owns were used for purposes like this. The first few connecting cars were regular passenger seats; the middle of the connecting car was where they slept with luxury bunk beds; and the last connecting car was where you all were. It was an empty car with only a few chairs and tables but an open center.

You dangled from your restrains in the middle of the car, swaying with the motion of the train since your feet were barely on the ground. Your wrists already started to feel numb from hanging.

The boys talked to each other and you could barely make out what they were saying, being in the state you were in.

"We'll bring this laptop back home and pay someone to look into her." Jimin said typing away.

"Yah, this is really impressive, how did you get this much information on Kim Namjoon?" Hoseok piped up and the name caught your attention.

"Namjoon... I need to find Kim Namjoon." You said groggily in exhaustion.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, "Tell us why. Why are you so intent on finding him? What even is your name?"

You did not answer.

Then all of a sudden a hand wrapped around your throat. "When we ask you a question, you answer. Got it?" Although you couldn't see your handler, you spit in the direction of his voice. It was Jungkook and you hit him dead on, causing you to be shoved away, only for your body to be brought back again like a punching bag.

In a last fit of anger, Jungkook punched you in the gut. The wind knocked out of you but you couldn't double over with the restraints holding you up.

You lifted your head and made out 7 men looking at you in disgust. You spit some blood out from the last punch thrown to your stomach. Jungkook was sure to fight it this time. Their leader clenched his fists in anger before ordering them to stop this interrogation.

Many thoughts raced your mind but you could only reminisce on the past 48 hours and how everything had changed.

"Hyung, we should use that thing on her. It'll make this go by so much faster." Taehyung suggested, " We brought some too since we knew we were going to interrogate her."

Namjoon nodded and Jin went to go grab the bottle and syringe. In a few moments, he was back. You struggled as he pushed the syringe and it's contents into your neck.

You could only be sarcastic to yourself, Oh yay! Drugging Pt. 2

"Hyung what kind of drug is this?" Jungkook asked to no one in particular.

Yoongi answered him, "It's a new kind of date rape drug. It's used-"

"Date rape?!" You said in shock.

They ignored you and Yoongi continued, "It was made for that purpose but we've been using it in interrogations lately or just selling it. It acts like alcohol and creates a higher sense of susceptibility and increases production of serotonin. It makes the person happier and more willing because of this. And usually happy drunks like to talk so it's effective in many cases."

"Drunk? I've never been drunk." You shrugged your shoulders but immediately tensed and hissed. Your body was sore from hanging because of your binds.

You started to feel funny. You were more relaxed and had this clarity of mind. Your personality flipped like a switch. "Hey, if you want me to tell you guys anything, you should at least let me down. It'll be easier if I'm comfortable and besides, it's not like I can run away."

The boys looked to Namjoon and he nodded. Then Jungkook had untied your wrists and you collapsed onto the hard metal floor with a groan. Your hands were still tied but at least you weren't hanging anymore.

Before any of the boys could stop you, you removed your blindfold. You squinted your eyes and saw the 7 men surrounding you. Once your vision became clearer, you noticed the one familiar man with the tattoo.

"Are you RM?" You composed yourself and tried to sit upright. You pretended to feel fine as the world slowly started to spin.

Namjoon clenched his jaw and glared at you. "Yes I am RM. And if you can figure, this is the rest of Bangtan. Now that you know who we are, who are you?"

"I can't tell you that."

As soon as you finished that sentence, you were kicked hard on the side. You could barely catch yourself since your wrists were still tied.

You opened your eyes slightly just for another hand to strike your cheek forcefully. The man's backhanded slap caused you to move about in your restraints once again. A high pitched squeal left your throat in response and you cursed yourself for getting yourself into this predicament. Your head started to feel light and you were getting more dizzy by the second.

"Answer him." He spit.

You gave in, "Someone looking for Kim Namjoon. I have nothing to do with you and you have nothing to do with me so-"

"If you're looking for Kim Namjoon, you might've come to the right place." He leaned back into his seat as the members watched you intently.

As much as you didn't want to tell him anything, you had to help your father.

"My father needs Kim Namjoon. I'm not sure why, I was just told to find him and that he would know what to do. He's the only one who can help my father." You said gazing at the floor.

This intrigued the boys.

"Your father? Who's your father?" Yoongi blurted in, completely dumbstruck.

You could feel the room spinning ever so faster. It was enough to make you pass out again. What did they inject me with? Only seconds had past by but it felt as if everything was in slow motion as you descended closer to the floor.

"Kyoung Ji Won," you whispered before completely losing all strength to keep your body up.

The members didn't understand at all, except for Namjoon. It had all clicked in his brain.

As the boys watched your exhausted figure fall, Namjoon ran up to you and cradled your body in astonishment. He examined your face and your features before engulfing you into a hug.

"Please don't kill me. I need to find Kim Namjoon to save my father." You were delirious already.

He saw your eyes already closing as you passed out in his arms. Namjoon quietly said to himself, "Kyoung MiSun. I remember. Don't worry yourself anymore."

"Uhm, RM?" Hoseok spoke for the confusion of the group. Namjoon ignored him and quickly cut the restraints on your wrists before carrying you into his arms.

He walked to the middle connecting train cars where the beds were. The boys followed closely behind in more confusion.

"RM?"

"What's happening? What are you doing?"

"Who is she?"

"Do you know Kyoung Ji Won?"

"Where are you going?"

"Hyung?"

Namjoon kicked opened the door seeing as his arms were full and walked into the next connecting train car. There were beds and he gently laid you on one of them. Pulling a chair to sit by your side, he fixed the robe you were wearing, — since it barely covered anything at this point — tucked you into the blankets, and pushed the hair out of your face.

He sighed before rubbing his jaw and feeling too many emotions. Namjoon felt tears start to swell in his eyes but thought better of it and rubbed them away. The boys had finally got his attention when he replied with a small "sorry."

"Well, are you going to explain?" Jimin asked angrily.

Namjoon rubbed his hands together, unsure of where to start, "Well..."