Summary

This is set in, season 2 episode 10, Trial and Punishment. It is about Aramis being in jail and what I think should/did happen to him.

Rochefort is the one doing to torturing, because he is a good villain and I wanted to explore a rather dark side to him.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Aramis pulled and pulled with all of his strength against the chains keeping him in the dank prison cell. The chains rattled but did not move, he tried again.

"Come on" he put his foot against the wall to brace himself, crunch. The sound resonated through the small room, there was a second of silence before a scream of pain.

"Aramis, Aramis!" a female voice shouted, in his dazed state of pain Aramis thought for a moment it was the queen but when he turned he saw it was Constance, pressed against the bars in her own cell, fear clear in her eyes.

"I am alright Constance." He lied, his whole right arm hurt like hell and throbbed in time with his heart "I think I broke something in my arm, probably just dislocated my shoulder. His tone was casual but judging by the look Constance was giving him he knew that she was well aware of the damage he had caused himself.

"Well stop being stupid and just sit down for a while" her tone was firm and strong. One of the things Aramis admired about the woman was her unfaltering ability to keep level headed in even the toughest of situations and unlike most women who spoke to him with a wistful tone Constance's was always more annoyed. He smiled at her with a smile that usually made women swoon with desire but Constance's reply was to raise her eyebrows and point at the floor, taking the hint that his charms were not going to work, a defeated Aramis slid down the wall stretching his tired legs in front of him.

"Happy now" he teased, her motherly and protective instinct made him feel safe while her control over himself and his fellow musketeers, especially D'Artagnan, was something that he had always found rather funny. Even Treville was not able to control D'Artagnan without her help.

"Aramis, we are going to get out of here" it wasn't a question but the tone of sadness and uncertainty in her voice made Aramis answer it anyway;

"I do not believe that your D'Artagnan will leave you in here any longer than necessary. Although I cannot see my rescue being as simple"

"What difference would there be in our rescues? We are both stuck in prison cells are we not." Constance turned to stare out of the window, as if she was too ashamed to stare at the metal bars that kept her in the cell.

"You are correct but you are scheduled to leave this place-"

"Yes leave this place to meet my death at the hands of the executioner, not much of an advantage is it!" Her panic was beginning to show, Aramis' heart went out to her, he was trained to deal with situations like this, she was not. Even though he knew the situation was not the best Aramis had something that Constance lacked. Blind faith in his friends. Yes she has seen them rescue people many times but this was different, they were in the palace surrounded by guards and at the mercy of Rochefort but still his faith never dwindled.

"Have you met D'Artagnan, Porthos and Athos, trust me when I say they cannot resist saving the damsel in distress. Especially when it is dangerous and risky, that is when Porthos thrives you see. Plus D'Artagnan's inability to think straight when it comes to you will mean that he is prepared to do anything whilst Athos' calculating mind will keep both of them safe and I doubt he will let them do anything stupid." He heard a sigh then shuffling, it seemed that his words had put her mind at rest. There was a sudden clash of metal as someone entered the prison, a guard walked straight to Constance's cell keys in hand.

"Time to meet your maker, my darling" The man opened the cell and went to grab her, but she was not going to let it be that easy, she punched him on the nose then in the groin leaving him curled up on the floor as she walked to the other guards. She held her hands in front of her. To the guards it seemed like surrender but Aramis knew that this strong headed woman wanted to go to her death on her own terms and was not going to be manhandled by men.

Aramis watched all of this still on the floor but when Constance was out of her cell his body started to react on instinct. He stood up suddenly and without thinking slammed his shoulder into the wall, hearing the pop of his bone being shoved back into place, he stretched the chains to the door of his cell.

"Constance. Stay strong and have faith." The eyes that met him were void of any fear or anger, they were full of pride.

"I will not Aramis, as long as you do not lose your faith, I will see you outside of these walls safe and sound." The guard, whom she attacked, returned to his feet and gripped Constance's arm out of fear that he would be embarrassed again. As she disappeared out of sight a small inkling of doubt entered his mind.

"Please be ready my friends" he said, even though there was no one to hear his prayer. Completely alone Aramis allowed the extent of the situation to fully hit him. Here he was imprisoned by a mad man, his secrets revealed to those he held closest. He could still remember the looks on their faces when they found out, the look of shame and disgust D'Artagnan had given him or even the red hot anger Porthos emanated. Athos had never been one to voice strong opinions but the look in his eyes was enough to make Aramis feel like he had let his friend down. It was a painful memory. Worse of all though was the idea that the queen and his son were exposed and in danger all because of his stupid act of love. He had always been a man to follow his heart. He did not possess the skill to listen to his head like Athos, but his heart had led him to this dire situation and if he was honest with himself, he wasn't even sure that he was going to get out of it.

Writer's ramblings

So I am obsessed with The Musketeers, especially Aramis, although it doesn't seem like it considering I am torturing him... but anyway I loved the end of season 2 but Aramis being in jail was kinda overlooked I wanted to get more of a detailed account of his experience and hey that's what fanfiction is for.

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