Date: Mon, 16 Sep 1996 12:58:22 +1000 (EST) From: Christina Fraser Subject: Submit:part 2 Message-Id: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Al passed the security check point in record time. His first destination was the Waiting Room. Once inside, it did not take long for Al to become even more upset. With the ability to see the person in the Waiting Room as their proper self and not as Dr. Beckett that everyone else saw. Al was able the see the young badly beaten form of a girl lying on a bed. Machines surrounded the dwarfed figure, giving her all the support she needed to stay alive. Seeing Al enter the room, Dr. Beeks walked towards Al, although she could not see the real guest of Dr. Beckett's body, she saw Al's reaction and knew the physical condition of the guest and was worried herself. " Al, we have to find Sam. I have just finished running the tests and the results are not good. " Looking back to the small form Al replied. " That's were I'm headed next, Tell me, what have you got so far? " " Well her blood is heavily saturated with drugs, some of the can be fatal at a particular level, and let me tell you, she is very close to that level. There are two fractured ribs, and her hands indicate that they have been tied for a length of time. Her lungs are full of fluid and I suspect there maybe a chance of brain damage. Where every she has been, she was lucky to have gotten out. I don't think she could have survived much more." Nodding his head, Al thanked the doctor and took once more look at the still figure on the bed, before heading out to the control room. The atmosphere lighten a little when Al walked into the room, the reason was that if anyone could solve a problem it was Al or Sam. " What have you got Gooshie? " " Well sir, We have been running scenarios through Ziggy, and as yet have nothing, we have prepared the Imaging Chamber for a search. Ziggy is 89.76% sure that Dr. Beckett is some where within his own life time. " " Okay Gooshie, I want you also to start between the time frame of 1986 - 1996. The clothes that the guess was wearing were from that time period. " Taking a hand link from the wall Al entered the Chamber. The worst thing was searching the world for Sam, It really gave you a headache. After two hours, Al was ordered out by Dr. Beeks. " Al, I want you to have a break for half an hour. Go grab a drink, anything, you will be no good to Sam like this. " A little annoyed, but knowing he needed it, Al went out to grab a drink, before starting again. ######################## Sam awoke to pain. His fingers were non existent and some one had just kicked him in the stomach. " Wake up you lazy bitch!! " Another kick was delivered to Sam's unprotected body. Moaning with the pain, Sam opened his eyes, searching for his attacker. The man who had brought him his food last night, was the same man who was now kicking him. Grabbing Sam's hair, the man roughly pulled Sam up into a sitting position. " What do you want? " Sam painfully asked. " What do I want, What do I want!! You still have to ask me that question! What I want is you honey. I want you to get down on your knees and beg for mercy. I want you to be a broken person who will jump at my every command, be it in bed or in the house. I want respect and obedience, that is what I want. Now once again, are you ready to submit? " As he asked, he slowly lowed the zipper on his pants. It was obvious what he wanted Sam to submit to. Becoming a little frighten, Sam shook his head. Seeing this, the man drew back his arm and back-handed Sam across the face. Trying to get away, the man came at Sam again, kicking, hitting and yelling at Sam. Being unable to defend himself, Sam tried to curl up into a ball. The last thing he felt was a large foot connecting with his head. When Sam awoke, it was dark again. His head was no longer bleeding, but there was a large puddle of blood on the ground. Not being able to move because of pain, Sam was content to just stay still and concentrate on his breathing. The door opened again, and the man came inside the room. Sam's breath quickened in response. Coming over to Sam, the man stood looking down. " I am sick of your disobedience, what you need is a real lesson you won't forget. From now on, there will be no food or drink for you. If you want it, you will have to give me answer I want. " With that he left. " Al .... where are you, I need you, please ...... where are you? ###########################