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This story is based on the previews I've seen for the episode Un-tethered (where Bobby goes undercover as a mental patient). This is what I hope might happen in Un-tethered, well not the Bobby torture, but the Goren/Eames interaction. The Goren/Eames interaction will be in the next chapter, though that's only if you guys say that the story's not terrible. This is my first fic so don't be too critical.
Mental ward, Bobby's perspective
Bobby laid there, on the cold metal table, hands and legs restrained, allowing no movement. He was staring up at the ceiling, thinking how the hell could he get out of this mess and not blow his cover.
Figures, whenever Frank is around I always end up in places that I never want to be in thought Bobby actual places or the deep, troubled parts of my mind.
Trying to assess his mobility in the restraints, he tried to flex his arm. Having no success, the effort only serving to hurt his stiff shoulder, he settled back down and returned to thinking.
Dammit, he thought cursing his misfortunate circumstancesif the patients here weren't already unstable when they got herethey would be after a stint in this room. Now I know how Eames felt when she was kidnapped…
Heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway and the clicking sound of the door opening interrupted his thought process. He turned his head to the door to inspect his new visitor. He was a grizzly, forty- something-year-old, man. He was one of the guards Bobby's nephew had accused of abusing the patients here.
I wonder what he wants with me?
"Look who we've got here," said the guard with a distasteful tone, "another nutcase who needs to understand his place "
And with that the guard tightened Bobby's restraints to the point where it was clashing with bone. Bobby let out a small grunt of pain, only causing the guard to chuckle under his breath with sadistic glint in his eye.
He pulled out a syringe from his jacket pocket and uncapped it. He then flicked the needle part of it and squeezed some of the liquid out. Satisfied, he took one hand and put it on Bobby's arm, bracing it, and then brought his other hand, the one holding the syringe, down unto Bobby's arm injecting him. Once he had emptied the syringe he stood back and said,
"You should be asleep in no time once the sedative starts working its way through your system," he started, "Then when you wake up you'll be in complete isolation, no human contact at all, and if that doesn't drive you crazy then this surely will, you also won't be receiving any food".
As if in response to the guard's last statement, Bobby's stomach growled, only causing the guard to grin happily as he left the room.
Eames please help me, get me out of this, this…prison were Bobby's last thoughts before he tumbled into a deep slumber.
TBC…