MG FF: ~||The Kidnap||~ Thread 2 Link - pg151 - Page 95

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"When are you going to tell me the reason behind this kidnap?" Geet asked out of the blue.

"Geet," Maan whispered softly, "I'll tell you one day..."

"When?" Geet asked.

Maan's eyes were closed and he looked as if he was sleeping. "Some day." Maan murmured.

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Chapter 8:

The night passed. Morning came. Maan awoke first. He looked to his side. Geet was cuddled with him under the blanket with her head buried in his chest, and her arms around his neck. She was hugging him in her sleep. It wasn't just Geet. Maan also had his hand tightly around her waist. Geet woke up when she felt some movement. She lifted her head up. For the first time Maan and Geet looked into eachother's eyes properly. Geet looked away from his intense eyes. She tried to move away, but couldn't because Maan's arm was around her waist and he wasn't letting go. Maan was too busy staring at Geet's beautiful face to notice. Geet found his hand under the blanket and removed it from her waist. Geet got up. Maan shook his head. He knew he had to stop and concentrate on his mission.

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Two days passed by. Not much happened. Maan kept a good eye on Geet, making sure she doesn't try to escape. Maan had even called Mr. Handa and made him work as a peon in Khurana Constructions. Geet had gotten extremely angry, which resulted in her throwing a pot at him, which hit his rock hard chest, and bounced off, which shocked Geet. He angrily locked her in a room for the whole day. The next day, Geet was punished to make breakfast, lunch, and dinner, which Maan usually had to make. Geet purposely made sure, that it tasted like crap.

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Maan searched the whole house, but couldn't find Geet. He was worried, but wasn't surprised. He wasn't surprised, because obviously that chalti phirti disaster would try to escape, yet again. But, he was worried for her. What if she got lost? Maan looked out the window it was cold and snowing. Maan shook his head. Now he'd have to go find her. She wouldn't be able to go far, before she realised that there is only forest for miles. Maan wore his coat and hurried to the door. To his annoyance it wouldn't open. He tried a few times more. Then it hit him. Geet must've locked the door from the outside. Smart thinking. Frustrated, Maan ran up the stairs to the balcony. He looked down and took a deep breath. Yes. He had to do this! For his mission. For Geet! His face lit up with a smile. There was a pipe at the side. He sighed and leapt onto the pipe. Maan climbed down as fast as he could.

Maan thanked god, that it wasn't too cold. It was about 5 below zero. Maan ran to the truck, then stopped midway. Geet wouldn't go from the road, knowing he'd be faster than her with a truck. Maan had a feeling she went through the small forest path. He couldn't take the truck that way, so he had to go by foot. He ran down the path, constantly searching both directions. Where was she? He didn't see her anywhere.

He stopped to catch his breath. Maan had been searching and running without stopping for half an hour, but there was no sign of Geet. "Damn it! She couldn't have gone this far already... Maybe, I went the wrong way!" Maan looked around. Then an item sparkling in the snow-covered ground caught his eye.

He walked towards it in curiosity. Maan lifted it up from the ground. It was Geet's small earring. He was relieved that at least he was going the right way. Maan looked around panting.

Picture of Forest

Geet shivered, continuously. She felt so stupid for just running out in snowy weather like an idiot. She was wearing just black jeans, and a long-sleeved purple sweater, which wasn't too warm. Over the sweater, she had a light jacket, which did nothing to protect her from the cold. Thankfully, she found mittens in the pockets. But, she had no hat, and the jacket was nothing. She hugged herself to provide some warmth. She was going to escape this time! She sneezed. She had caught a really bad cold. Geet's hair was wet with the soft snow that continued to fall. Even her thin little jacket was getting wet. She pitied herself, for being in such a situation.

Geet gasped, running behind a tree. Oh my god! Maan was there. She saw him panting, trying to catch his breath. She was angry. Why was he out in the cold, without a hat, scarf, or mittens? She had to be quick and didn't have time for that stuff, but he did! Why do men think they're so friggin strong? Geet continued to watch him from behind the tree. Her heart was beating extremely fast when he started to walk into the area full of trees, where she was. She gasped and stood against the tree, not letting herself be seen. Geet peeped at him quickly. Maan picked up a sparkling earring. Geet quickly felt for her earrings. One was missing. Damn it! It must've fallen when she was running. She closed her eyes, tensed.

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Geet put her hand over her heart when Maan started walking towards her tree. He turned when he heard noise from the pathway. There were a few men walking, talking and laughing. Maan didn't think he'd see a group of people in the middle of this forest. He decided to ask them about Geet.

Maan quickly ran to them. "Hey! Wait."

"What?" the tallest man asked.

Geet took this as her chance and silently ran deeper into the forest.

"Oh... Umm, did you see a tall, slim girl anywhere?" Maan asked.

A different man answered, "No... Why?"

Maan hurried off, saying, "I can't find my wife. Thanks."

Maan was about to continue on the pathway, when he stopped. There were soft, almost invisible footprints in the snow. They were getting covered as the snow fell, but were still visible. Maan was sure, that they must be Geet's. Nobody would be in this deserted forest, other than her. Maan ran as fast as he could, following the footsteps, before the snow completely covered them.

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Geet who had been running, had slowed down seeing some men, supposedly the same ones Maan saw. She didn't want any one to see her. She waited until they left and continued. She started walking. She was shivering and sneezing, every now and then. Geet tripped over fallen trees. She didn't get hurt, thanks to the soft snow.

Maan lost track of where she was, because the snow had completely covered the footprints. It was almost evening and he hadn't found her yet.

Geet gasped as she was getting up and quickly squatted down behind the fallen tree. Oh Shit! That Maan Singh Khurana had found her, again! She hated her life, because anytime she was about to sneeze. She tried to stop herself from sneezing. Epic Fail! Geet ended up sneezing, which caught Maan's attention. Geet knew there was no point hiding behind the fallen tree. She got up and ran as fast as she could.

Maan heard her sneeze, and then saw her get up and start running. Maan stood there for a few seconds, just happy that she was fine. Then, he ran to her. Just before he caught up to her and pulled her, Geet tripped over a big rock, and so did Maan. They both tumbled down a big hill in the middle of the empty, tree surrounded forest. Maan rolled over, on top of Geet and held her as they continued tumbling down. He brought his face closer, his nose touching the tip of hers. Maan stared at her angelic face surrounded by wavy, silky hair. Geet's nose and cheeks had turned pink. It was as if they were in one of those Bollywood movies, and they rolled in slow motion. They weren't as cold, because they were rolling together, one on top of the other.

They reached the bottom, with Maan on top of Geet. He didn't get off.

Picture of Hill

"If you're done making snow angels, can you get the hell off me!" Geet yelled enraged.

Maan and Geet stood up, brushing the snow off them.

Maan smirked. "Did you really think you could escape me?" Maan asked, pinching her pink little nose.

Geet slapped his hand away, scrunching up her nose like an adorable little kid. Geet looked at him annoyed. Then Geet looked behind him and yelled, "OMFG! Look!"

Maan turned to look. He was confused. "What are you talking about?" Maan asked without facing her.

Maan turned, when she didn't reply. "Crap!" Maan realised, that she tricked him. She was nowhere to be seen.

Maan had no idea, which way she went. He went right. Geet, who was hiding behind a huge evergreen tree, covered in snow, went left after seeing Maan heading right. It was getting dark. Geet knew she had to find a way out of this forest, quickly. It was getting colder and it was still lightly snowing. When she was trying to find a way out of the forest, she bumped into those same four men, that she'd seen when Maan found her earring, when she was running away and now once again.

Geet was getting extremely scared as they looked at her, and then at each other smiling. Geet shivered even more.

"Are you cold darling?" the tall one asked, eyeing her from head to toe.

The one beside him chuckled. "Why don't you come with us? You can stay with us until tomorrow morning."

Geet stared at them icily. She tried not to show how scared she was at the moment. She was all alone in this deserted forest, with a bunch of perverted men, and Maan was not there to save her.

"Go away!" Geet said angrily.

The one in the black leather jacket chuckled. "Or else?"

Geet looked down, hiding her terrified expressions. The same one came towards her mischievously and pulled her closer by her arm. An enraged Geet slapped him, harder than she'd ever slapped anyone in her life. She knew she was dead now. She ran for her life as fast as she could. The men hadn't started running right away, and were pretty far behind her. Not everyone was as fast as Maan. Geet made sure she didn't trip over the same fallen trees. Sneezing and shivering she ran over the trees. She turned to look back. Two of the idiots had fallen and the other two retards were helping the two up.

Geet took this as her chance. She quickly made four snowballs as fast as she could, and threw them on all four of their faces to slow them down. She didn't miss even one. Ever since she was a little kid, she had the best aim ever. She was terrified as they were slowly catching up. She yelled for Maan.

"Maan!" Geet yelled as loud as she could.

The tall man caught up to her and held her wrist, only to be slapped just as hard as his friend was.

Geet yelled out, "Maan!" once again.

The four men surrounded her. If only Maan were there.

"Maan!" Geet yelled, her eyes welling up as the men stepped forward and she backed away.

Geet bumped into a muscular chest. The man behind her grabbed her by her waist, pulling her so that her back was against his chest.

"Missing me? Sweetheart," the man said in her ear, as tears flowed down Geet's eyes.

Geet knew that voice. It was Maan's. Geet smiled, and her heart was beating fast. Maan kissed Geet's cheek. Geet spun around immediately, and hugged him tightly. He was such a lifesaver! Maan put his arms around her shivering body, providing warmth to her and pulled her close.

Geet and Maan were lost in the hug. They wanted to be like this forever. Geet hugged him tighter. He was her personal heater at the moment. Only she knew, how she had been surviving in this weather the whole day. Geet sneezed and they broke out of the hug. They stood staring at each other. Maan wiped Geet's tears.

Dude! Hand her over to us!" one of the men said, after they were done watching this annoying emosanal attyachar.

Maan pulled Geet behind him. "She's mine."

"Don't worry, yaar! We'll share her!" the one in the leather jacket said, and the other laughed.

Maan looked at him angrier than ever. He walked over to the man. "What did you say?" Maan asked through gritted teeth.

The man caught hold of Maan's collar. "Kyun? I can say whatever I want!"

Maan eyes traveled form his collar that the man was holding, to the man. Maan shot daggers through his eyes. "Collar chor!" Maan said threateningly.

The men chuckled. "Why?"

"Maine kaha collar chor!" Maan said furious, now.

The men once again laughed. Maan angrily punched the guy across his face. The guy fell to the ground almost unconscious. All the men stopped laughing, and were horrified, seeing what just happened.

(This scene was intended for all the Wanted fans, like Saz and I!)

One by one Maan fought with all four of the men. Geet watched tensed. She got so scared, every time someone almost hit Maan. So far, no one was able to. Then, she saw a stupid coward, trying to come from behind Maan. Geet quickly made two snowballs and threw them at the guy. The first one hit him, and he fell over to the side, but the other hit the back of Maan's head. Geet gasped. The fight paused.

Maan turned around. "Whose side are you on?" Maan asked through gritted teeth.

"Yours of course!" Geet said smiling apologetically.

The fight resumed. Geet watched the fight with interest. She didn't even care that she was shivering, and sneezing.

(This scene was intended for all the Ajab Prem Ki Gazab Kahani fans, like me!)

Geet was absolutely thrilled, watching the Bollywood type fight in front of her. Geet knew that those perverts were completely nothing in front of Maan. She smiled, seeing all four of the men lying in the snow tired of fighting Maan.

Maan walked towards Geet. She didn't move back like she normally did. Maan taking advantage of this different Geet, who totally forgot that she's with a kidnapper, stepped forward until their noses were touching, but then Geet slowly started to move back, realising that this man is her kidnapper. They both moved in an organised fashion. Maan took his step forward at the same time, which Geet took her step back. Their noses were still touching and they both were in a dazed state. Geet bumped into the tree behind her. Maan continued to take his step further.

Maan's hands went to the sides of the tree. His lips were 2 mm away from hers. He passionately brushed his lips against hers, as she closed her eyes. A few seconds later, the warmth was gone. Geet opened her eyes. Maan was standing a meter away from her. Maan winked at Geet.

"Ghar chale?" Maan asked.

Geet smiled widely, "Mere ghar?"

Maan chuckled. She really thought that after all this he would just drop her at her own house! "Nahi! Humare Ghar."

Geet felt happy that he called that farmhouse theirs. It did deserve to be called theirs, because they were the one that made it worth living in.

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Precap:

All set to go home. But, where is home, in the dark forest night...

Do you guys understand the meaning of this Precap?

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