Elemental Four: Prologue

by Valerie Vancollie

valeriev84 at hotmail dot com

Characters: Don, Megan, Colby, David, Charlie

Spoilers: Judgment Call, Mind Games, In Plain Sight, Contenders, One Hour

Note: This fic was written for the Free-For-All round at Numb3rs Write-Off LJ community. I was a member of Team Angst and chose the word prompt beach.

Update Schedule: Since I have already finished writing this fic, I'll post one part a day for this fic (except perhaps on Saturday as I have a wedding to attend that day and don't know if I'll have the time to post).

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Numb3rs characters, items or situations. I only lay claim to the original aspects of the fic.

16 years
4 elements
7 days
1 goal

Sunday: 2:36 AM, May 18th

Don pulled at the chains in desperation as he felt the water lapping at his ankles before it withdrew once more. The tide was rapidly coming in and if he didn't get free soon, he would drown. The chains, though, seemed to have been welded into the large rocks scattered along the beach around where he lay spread-eagle on the sand.

As the next wave came in, bathing his feet once more, Don swore as the saltwater stung the wounds he'd created by pulling at the manacles around his ankles to which the chains were attached. The pain was the least of his worries, though. His limbs had been stretched almost as far apart as possible, meaning he could hardly lift his head. Once the tide reached his face, he'd drown pretty quickly.

The thought had Don pulling at all his limbs in a desperate attempt to free himself, but none of the chains gave an inch. Dropping his head back to the sand, he gazed blankly up at the stars as he caught his breath. The sun had gone down hours ago and while it wasn't too cold out, the fact that he'd been stripped to his underwear and had seawater lapping at his feet caused goose bumps to break out on his skin as he started to shiver.

Don wasn't sure if he'd drifted or not, but the next thing he knew the water was at his waist and his entire lower body vanished in the wave as it rolled along the shore. He shook his head to clear it, wondering not for the first time what the hell she'd put in the dart. McNamara and Polinski had each had different cocktails of drugs in them while Hawkins had obviously had none. Whatever it was, he couldn't afford to succumb to it again; the water was at his chest and rising fast. He suddenly became aware of the fact that he was no longer cold, but wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

Fear suddenly swept through Don as he watched another wave roll in, the night giving it a black color so the foam stood out starkly. It looked like a giant swell of liquid obsidian prepared to swallow him whole forever. He didn't want to drown, to struggle for air as water rushed into his lungs while his arms and legs floundered uselessly against their metal restraints. What would he see as the waves rolled over him? Would he loose unconscious quickly or would it happen over and over again as the tide slowly came in, the waves progressively lasting longer until they retreated no more?

That would be the torture component of this situation, a detached portion of Don's brain informed him. The other cases had each contained unique elements of it. The rage and horror he'd felt at each of the scenes came flooding back to him, only now it was tinged with helplessness and terror as the first spray of water reached his jaw.

"Help!" Don called out as he renewed his vain struggles against the manacles and chains.

She'd said no one would hear his pleas, but Don was determined to try. All he needed was for one late night walker to hear him and... and what? They were no more likely to be able to free him from the chains than he was and there simply wasn't enough time to call for help. No emergency service would get here fast enough.

All rational thought left Don as the water rushed in over his face.

... I do so enjoy torturing poor Donny (and my readers).
As the opening numbers state, this fic takes place over the course of 7 days, but the action is mostly on alternating days (ie: there will be Monday scenes, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday ones). Most of the posts will cover one of those days.
I hope you like this little teaser and will tune in tomorrow for the next part :)