Mr Scratch was a dangerous man. You all knew that. He was collecting every bit of information he could about the team and it's past members, even Elle, despite her leaving almost 11 years prior, but nothing would've ever prepared you for what you saw.

You and the team had been given a random address by Scratch, fully expecting it to be a trap. But you couldn't ignore it, you had to check it out.

You arrived at the building. An abandoned looking warehouse. Great. When you walked in, you all had your weapons drawn, ready for anything, when you heard a soft crying coming from the shadows. Your heart dropped. You recognised the sound of the sobs all too well. You slowly turned your flashlight towards the darkness and felt a pit form in your stomach. Elle was tied to a chair, gagged and beaten, tears streaming down her bruised and bloodied face. She had a pleading look on her face as she locked eyes with you. You knew Scratch knew about Elle. He'd mentioned her before, and you were now mentally kicking yourself for not suggesting that she go under protective custody.

You lowered your gun and immediately started untying her, freeing her arms that very quickly wrapped around your neck as she buried her face in your shoulder, not even bothering to wait for the gag to be removed.