Isabelle didn’t know what time it was, even what day it was. She had passed out a few times through the course of her captivity at the hands of Ramone. The man was a monster, her jacket had been cut from her form and a pile of material in the corner of the stall in which they were currently located. Along her bare arms were a number of bruises, some in the shape of hands other smaller marks. A few cuts littered her arms where a knife had cut through the skin but by this point, most had stopped bleeding and were just small bloody lines. The thin tank top was doing little to protect her from the cold of the barn, goosebumps were rising over her bare arms and shoulders. Her hands at this point were painful to even think about, the wire was a constant reminder each time she moved of the fact she wasn’t getting free from this place. She had already asked about Devrim, only to be laughed at, apparently, she had been stupid. Her feelings had made her be reckless, she had walked straight into the trap laid by Ramone. He had never had Devrim.<br/><br/>She berated herself in her head and she hoped like hell that Devrim would forgive her for disappearing. She had begun to develop feelings for the man, not that she had come close to admitting them yet, she knew that there was something between them. But neither of them seemed to be willing to put a label on what was going on, she was fine with that. She wondered what had happened to Matthew he had disappeared after she had been moved to the barn, hopefully, Devrim had figured out his involvement in her disappearance, hopefully, the man was dead or at least badly damaged. She should have known he would turn on her, there had been small signs for a while but she had ignored them not wanting to cause issues for Devrim, after all, they were his men. He trusted them and as long as they didn’t harm him or the organization she could deal with glares and taunts from Matthew, she should have just said something.<br/><br/>Ramone wasn’t beside at the moment, he was in the main part of the barn talking with two of his men, the conversation was hushed and quiet. Her hair had fallen forward over her face, most escaping the confines of the hair tie. She shook her head and attempted to push it over her shoulder but only had moderate success. Her moment drew the gaze of one of the men and in turn, Ramone looked towards her, a grin on his lips as he spoke to them once more before moving over to her. His hand reached out even as she attempted to pull away, but she had nowhere to go. His hand pushed her hair behind her face<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"> “ There. I’ve been arranging our flight out of here. This time tomorrow, we’ll be back in my home and I can have some real fun with you. I’ve had the basement furnished just for you”</span>a smile on his lips as she moved forward to place a kiss on her lips. Isa refused to return his kiss and instead pulled back before headbutting him. Ramone let out a groan as she pulled back sharply<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">“You little bitch”</span>his hand reaching out to her tank top as he grabbed it and pulled her up, making her hands and ankles pull against her restraints as they bit into her skin. Her tank top ripping around the neck revealing her black lace bra underneath.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">“You’ll learn your lesson soon enough Isabelle, don’t worry!”</span>his growl was threatening as he leaned into her and bit down on her shoulder until he drew blood, Isa let out a soft whimper but bite down on her bottom lip to hold back the cry which wanted to escape her lips.<br/><br/>Their interaction was interrupted by the sound of a yell before noises began to explode from the radio settled on Ramone’s waist<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> “We have company. Keegan and Reymond are down. Back up needed at the tower... Fuck!”</span>the voice was panicked and within moments of the words, there was the sound of gunfire not far from the barn. Ramone stepped back and grabbed his radio as she pulled it to his mouth “What the fuck is going on out there!” he glanced towards the two who he had been talking too<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">“Figure out what the hell is happening”</span>One of the men took off even as a few men who seemed to have been sleeping in the back of the barn area approached guns out and on high alert.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">“Set up in here. I want them dead.”</span>Ramone snarled as he moved towards her, his hand moving to thread through her hair as he jerked her head back,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">“If is that Devrim asshole. I am going to catch him and kill him before you.”</span>Isa reeled back at the pain her scalp as he growled in her face before letting go of her hair and moving to settle behind almost using her as a shield. The sounds outside were getting louder, the rapid gun fired, yells and screaming rang through the air. It was like they were in the middle of a battlefield, a few moments later she heard a large explosion and watched as a corner of the barn was thrown inwards, a body crashing to the ground in its wake, as wood and straw was sent up in a tornado of a flurry in the air.<br/><br/>Isa’s eyes darted towards the main doors and back towards the wall where the explosion had hit, as a number of Ramone’s men fell back behind tables and hay bales as they attempted to put up a last stand, shots were flying outwards even as men began to descend through both entrances, bullets flying towards the cover. There, she saw Devrim, he was here. She wanted to scream out to him but didn’t dare distract him, not now. She saw him look towards her and their eyes met for a moment before his eyes went to the form behind her and she was once more reminded that Ramone still lingered at her side. She watched as the last few men at the center of the barn fell to the ground before Devrim turned towards where they were, two shots from his UZi flying through the air towards the man behind her before it jammed and Devrim rolled to the side as Ramone returned fire. Devrim was out of sight for a few moments before he came out shooting, and she watched as one hit Ramone in the chest as he let out a shout and backed up once more towards her. She watched as Devrim walked towards her his eyes looking over her body quickly before his anger filled eyes turned towards Ramone.  She watched as Devrim charged into the man, pinning him under him. Isa arched in place as she looked behind her back as she watched as he began to punch him over and over, she watched as Ramone attempted to talk to him but his hand answered him as he punched him once more in his nose. Isa looked away as she watched beginning to pool around Ramone’s face as she noticed Jay and Brent moving over to pull him from the slumped and bleeding form of Ramone. Devrim was soon in her line of sight as he slowly undid the wire around her wrists and the ankles, a soft whimper escaping her as she felt the wire pulled from the skin. No doubt there would be scars on them in the days going forward, she looked up at him as she blinked back the tears which wanted to fall free. He had come for her, she felt his hands settle on her thighs as he crouched down next to her<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“You're here, you're really here”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff"> </span>her voice was raw and it was obvious she had been without water for at least a few hours, he grinned and said he would always be there for her. She smiled and reached up a hand to brush it over his cheek, the moment was interrupted as Jay stepped over and glanced towards Devrim<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> “ The Van is outside Boss. We’ve cleared up. But we need to get out of here before the cops show up”</span>Jay gave Isa a grin and smiled<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“Glad you're alright Doll”</span>Isa gave him a small smile before attempting to stand up but she staggered in place, before she could fall she felt herself pulled up into Devrim’s arms as he carried her out of the barn and towards the large van which was outside. Men were loading up into it already, Isa laid her head against his shoulder and let herself relax for the first time in what felt like forever. She knew she was safe in his arms, she settled inside the van as it began to move away from the barn and back towards the city. Isa nuzzled against Devrim’s shoulder and curled up in his lap, she was aware of a few of the men glancing towards them but she ignored them. They had never shown public displays of emotion before she guessed it would surprise some of them. She felt her eyes closing as the van continued onwards, the movement and the feel of Devrim's arms pulling her into sleep for the first time since she had been taken.