#event kidnapping

It had been three hours. Three hours of darts, twisting, stabbing pain surrounding her head, moving through it. Three hours of fighting, thinking of whatever she could to keep herself going. Three hours of fighting the voice in her head telling her to give in, stop fighting.

Pav could barely move when she woke up is the cold, cement floor of the room she was being held captive in. The cuts on her arms and legs were scarring over, but they still throbbed every bit as sharply as they did when they were inflicted. Every part of her body ached and burned. She didn't know they were doing this anymore. They'd tortured her, had their fun, she shouldn't be alive. The fact that she still was terrified her. As much as she tried not to think about it, her mind kept drifting to what was next, what other atrocities were coming for her the next time the door opened. She just wanted them to kill her, get the inevitable overwith and not make her son sufer any longer. She closed her eyes tightly as she heard footsteps coming down the hallway towards her, trying to hold the tears in. Her arms still cradling the small child that kicked vehemently inside her.

"Ms. McLaggen, I hope you've had sometime to reconsider my offer from yesterday," the man mentioned as he walked in the room. "I will walk you out of here to St. Mungo's myself if you get my wife's murderer to come out of those gates." He spoke all to calmly.

"I'm not going to let you kill my pregnant best friend." She spat, her jaw clenching despite her growing fear. A move that quickly earned her a slap, the man's ring slicing her cheek open during the motion. She winced but tried not to let it show.

"Stupid girl." he mumbled. "Don't you have any self preservation for yourself or your child?"

"You're going to kill me no matter what I tell you so this conversation is pointless." She said, "Even if you didn't, i'd rather die knowing my sister is safe then live knowing I killed her." She said, hiding the defeat in her voice. She stiffened involuntarily as he pointed his wand and mumbled a spell she'd never heard before. Her head immediately throbbed intensely with little pops of stabbing pain, bringing her to her knees quickly.

Every part of her hurt.  Pav could only do everything in her power to try to stay calm for Reed, because despite the physical and mental torture, seemed to be avoiding her stomach. 

Not knowing where Harry was earned her a few cigarette burns to her shoulder.

Refusing to give up the location of Fleur and Rome's treehouse had given them the 'right' to give her a few more.

And refusing to help them get Rachel out of the castle had earned her a back hand so strong that she'd been knocked out. The last thing she heard was one mention that she might change her tune when she came to.

When she came to, there was a new man in the room.  One that looked vaguely familiar in a terrifying way.  A twisted smirk formed on his lips when her eyes flickered open.  "Mrs. McLaggen, how nice of you to join us.  Nice to finally meet you.  You know - I'm sorry knew my daughter Pansy." The man spoke, his words making her cringe internally.  Of course Pansy's father was a death eater and of course he would be the one who came after her.  She froze involuntarily as he shot a hex at her, keeping her from from fighting back.  "If for some small, unknown reason you get out of here alive, not by my choice, I assure you.  I want you to remember exactly what you took from us.  Then we'll revisit the issue of your friends." He spoke an alarming smile on his face,  she winced as he grabbed her arm, slowly snagging the skin with the tip of his wand, to spell out each name.  Pav screamed in pain as he said each name aloud when he finished writing, finishing with his daughter's name. 

Pav wasn't sure how long she'd been there.  The room was dark with only a tiny bit of man made light coming out from under the door.  She hadn't heard a noise other than her own sobs in hours.  She'd given up on someone finding her quickly.  She could be anywhere in the world.  Any room in any warehouse in any random corner of the world.  They had to know something was wrong, Jesse and Rachel were watching her kids, they would know something had happened when she didn't come back for them.  Even if Jesse looked for her, he'd never find her.  She didn't even know where she was led alone someone else finding her.  She almost didn't want them to look.  She didn't want anything to happen to anyone else.

She apparated to the alley next to the grocery store and stopped for a few moments to sort her purse out. She heard someone say a disarming spell then her wand flew from her hand, confused, she looked up to find two death eaters staring at her. Her clamored for her wand with no avail, looking around for an exit before she found her arms in each of the mens hands disapparating away quickly. They shoved her into a room quickly, locking the door. Pav sunk down to the floor, her eyes filled with tears as she wrapped her arms protectively around her bump. She quieted her sobs trying to listen to the words of the men outside the door.

"Amycus, Alecto, Thornbill, Travers, and Parkinson. Little bitch is going to pay for them all." One said, causing Pav to bite her lip, holding in the sob.