~I'm sorry for having my fans wait this long to get to read the fourteenth chapter of Kidnapped. I have just been so stumped on trying to think of this chapter. Luckily, Talkin_2_Myself was helping me trying to think of some ideas. Still in the process of thinking but I guess I'll write whatever I can till I think of some ideas, enjoy.~

Many hours after Maggie had completed Connor's castration, he's still asleep from the drug that she'd given him so he wouldn't feel the pain of his surgery.

Maggie had cleaned up her tools and surgical area. She was now a little tired from the surgery. She took a drink of Pepsi that had gone flat over time. Disgusted by the taste, she placed it back on the bookshelf until she'd go back upstairs.

After about twenty minutes, Maggie ran upstairs to the kitchen to throw away her drink. She put away the tools and threw away the gloves that were used during the surgery, washing her hands after. She quickly ran back downstairs and checked on Connor to see if he was still sleeping. He was.

"Damn, when this man gets knocked out, he stays knocked out for a long time." Maggie whispered to herself.

Maggie had the chance to escape the hellish place she'd been living in for all this time, but she didn't want to miss the chance to torture Connor some more. Besides, she had more steps in her revenge to complete before she could leave.

As Maggie waited for Connor to wake up from unconsciousness, she finally found her cell phone. It'd been in Connor's room, in his underwear drawer. She didn't care, she was just glad to have her phone back in her hands. She checked her Facebook for the first time in months, but no one had messaged her. Maggie just shrugged off the fact that no one seemed to care that she'd been gone for almost half a year.

Finally, Connor stirred awake. Maggie heard him and right away got up from her blood-stained bed and walked over to him.

"Well, well, well. Look who's finally awake after many hours of sleep." Maggie teased evily.

"You didn't really castrate me. I don't believe it." Connor spoke with anger and sleep still in his voice.

Maggie shrugged. "See for yourself." she insisted as she walked over to the stairs.

Connor brought his head up and saw that it was true, Maggie did castrate him. He slammed his head against the table and began getting teary-eyed. For once, Connor was crying.

"Why did you do this to me?" Connor whimpered.

Maggie strolled over with an evil grin on her face.

"Because you took me away from home, you hurt me nearly ten times, you got me pregnant and worst of all, you killed your own child, my child!" Maggie yelled as she herself began to cry, but held her tears back as best as she could, anger overpowering the sadness.

"I gave you a warning that I was going to kill your child, Maggie. But you didn't listen." he hissed.

"It doesn't matter now, Connor. Because you'll never make another baby again." Maggie growled as she turned away from Connor.

Connor sighed as he looked up at the ceiling light and began to get teary-eyed again. "Are you going to let me go now?"

"What?" Maggie asked innocently as she walked over to Connor.

"You heard me. Are you going to let me go?" Connor repeated.

Maggie began to chuckle, as she strolled around the basement, her chuckle broke into a laugh.

"You really think you're going to get off that easily after all you did to me? Hm?" Maggie laughed.

"Well you got your little revenge. I can't have sex because of you." Connor grumbled.

"Ha! Who said that was the end of my revenge? And yes, I know you can't have sex anymore, because that was the plan all along, you just never read it in my eyes because you were too busy fucking Maria." Maggie hissed.

Connor fell silent. What Maggie was saying was true.

"You have nothing to say. Because you know that what I'm saying is completely true." Maggie sneered.

Connor said nothing. He just scowled like he would any other time at Maggie.

Maggie strolled around the basement for a short moment; she then snapped her fingers for the next step of her plan. An evil smirk formed on her face.

"Question, Connor. Do you have a Facebook?" Maggie asked innocently.

"Why do you want to know?" Connor growled.

Maggie's smirk disappeared. "Jeez, I was just wondering."

Since she knew Connor wouldn't tell if he did have a Facebook or not, she needed to think of a different way to do step two of her plan. She paced around the basement in annoyance, trying to think of something else.

While Maggie was pacing around the basement, Connor tried to make an effort to try and break the ropes around his wrists. He wiggled on the table to get free, but despite his best efforts, it failed.

Maggie sat herself against the wall and grabbed her hair as if she was in pain. She was exhausted, but she knew if she slept, Connor would probably escape his imprisonment.

"What's the matter with you?" Connor hissed.

"What's it to you?" Maggie mumbled as her head was on her knees.

Connor narrowed his eyes. "I was just asking. You seem tired." He said as his voice fell reassuringly, in an act to trick Maggie.

"I am tired, stupid. I've been awake for what seems like twenty-four hours." Maggie growled as she lifted her head to look at Connor's face.

"Why don't you sleep?" Connor insisted.

"Ha! I'm not that stupid, Connor. You'll escape when I'm not on watch." Maggie sneered.

"I won't, I swear." Connor begged.

Maggie got up and walked up the stairs half-way and then looked over her shoulder at Connor.

"I don't believe you." She growled as her eyes narrowed.

She faced the door to the basement and headed up the rest of the way up the stairs. Once upstairs, she went to Connor's room and shut the door and locked it. She was going to try and rest a while, she had her phone and she set an alarm for one hour to wake her up.

Back in the basement, Connor still struggled to get free. He faintly heard the ropes beginning to break. It was a good sign for him, but a bad sign for Maggie. If he got loose, he would slaughter her.

One Hour later...

Maggie's alarm went off and it woke her up. She stretched and went to Rosie's room. Maggie heard her crying. She unlocked the bedroom door and went to Rosie's room. Once inside Rosie's room, Maggie picked her up and rocked her a little to soothe her. She brought Rosie to the kitchen and fed her a bottle of formula.

After a while, Rosie fell back asleep and Maggie carried her to her crib once more.

After putting Rosie back in her crib, Maggie went back into Connor's room and searched for a laptop or computer. She soon found one on a bookcase in Connor's room. She grabbed it and went onto the Internet. She decided to write a document on Word and it basically said that Connor was a murderer and he didn't have his testicles anymore because he was gay.

Maggie didn't send the document, but merely saved it as a draft. Her lips curled into a smile and her eyes glowed with evil.

She came out the bedroom and raced down the stairs and went to the kitchen, she offered herself a popsicle in the freezer.

After she finished her popsicle, she went to the basement, she didn't see Connor on the table. He escaped! She was only half down the stairs when she noticed he escaped.

Maggie raced back up the stairs, slammed the door and locked it. How did he escape? She stood bewildered and in fear.

"What do I do now?" Maggie thought to herself, trembling in fear of her life.

She got out the pocket knife that Connor took from her out and held it close to her, hands trembling.

She heard footsteps come from the basement, she ran up to Connor's room and hid under the bed and covered her mouth.

Connor came into his room with a knife in his hand.

"Come on Maggie, I know you're in here. Come on out and face me." Connor growled.

Maggie stayed hidden, something told her to surrender, but something else told her to stay out of sight.

"If you don't come out right now, I'll kill Rosie!" Connor threatened.

Maggie's eyes widened in fear, she had no choice but to surrender. She crawled out from underneath Connor's bed. She stood on the other side of the bed, her head bowed in weakness.

"I knew you were under there." Connor growled angrily.

Maggie didn't move a muscle, she feared for her life now that she completed one part of her task.

"I ought to kill you for all this, you sick, twisted girl!" Connor yelled.

"Then do it! Make your move." Maggie said in an unemotional way.

Connor slowly walked over to her and pushed her against the wall, knife in hand, he placed it along her throat, attempting to make it a quick death.

"Connor..." She spoke quietly.

"What?" He growled.

"I love you..." She whispered.

Connor's eyes widened in bewilderment. He pulled the knife away from her throat.

How could she love me? She just castrated me, how is this possible? I don't understand. Connor thought to himself in shock.

~Phew, man it took a lot to think of but I finally completed chapter fourteen !!!! Hope you like this my followers! :) ~