Yay new chapter! Thanks to Vixen1991 for the very first review! And a kind one too! Thrax send a hug!

Thrax: Whatever *sends hug*

Before I forget again, I do not own Osmosis Jones in any way shape or form. I only own Anya and any other OC

Thrax: How could you forget the disclaimer?

I was distracted, by you I might add

The landing in Bob was incredibly rocky. There was black mucus like strands from too much smoking coming down from the nose and coating the throat tissue. Bits of old food was wedged between the blackening teeth and the stench was enough to make even Thrax gag. Drix landed roughly and the force was enough to jolt Ozzy loose. The white blood cell dropped from the pill's back and landed in a pile of saliva and old mashed potatoes. Thrax didn't even try to hide his amusement as he landed gracefully and smirked down at the disgusted cell. Drix carefully helped him up and made towards the rickety looking saliva boat. With a glare in the virus' direction, Ozzy followed the pill, muttering under his breath all the while. Thrax just smirked and sauntered after them to watch the scene unfold. Before the pill could even open his mouth to greet the two cells, they were already panicking.

"Intruders! Viruses!" Ozzy clumsily pulled out his badge.

"Wait a minute! Hey we're here to save someone. We're immunity." Before the cells could utter another scream, a familiar glowing orange claw was shoved through one and slashed through the other.

"Y'all don't do this very often do ya?" Thrax swept his hair back as he walked up to the controls. Ozzy's jaw dropped as his eyes followed the virus.

"You didn't have to do that." Drix didn't even bother to attempt to hide how horrified he was.

"Yes I did. Even if you two were able to convince them that you were immunity, the fact remains that I am still a deadly virus. They would have never believed you anyway. You're from an outside environment and attempting to get into the body, that's all a white blood cell needs to know." The two didn't want to admit it but Thrax was right. No matter what they would be considered a threat to Bob. Thrax steered the saliva boat towards the throat, setting it ablaze so that it wouldn't be caught in the gooey black strands.

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Leah wrapped her arms around Anya's middle and sobbed into the virus' shoulder. She could feel the slightly cooler than normal arms embrace and shield her. After the exposer incident, Anya had finally placed the smell, sex. Not ten minutes after they had been lowered back onto the ground, they had been greeted by the germ behind the whole operation. He was a short green germ with yellow bumps that resembled blisters protruding at random. His eyes were small and watery, darting around like a rats'. His face was long and resembled the snout of an anteater. He had a rather large beer belly hanging over his belt and his hair was matted and oily. They didn't catch a name as all the guards simply referred to him as 'boss' and frankly, they didn't care. What he had to tell them over rode all need to care. They were to be whores to bring him in money. Apparently he had been pulling off this very stunt for years. He would infiltrate a body, set up a base, and then go around to all the bodies close to his host collecting women. After they had been used up he would abandon the body and move on to the next. Their first costumers had just left. While Anya was no virgin by any stretch of the word, it had still been painful to be taken against her will and all the while she had screamed for Thrax, though she knew it would do her no good. Leah, at first, had been struck frozen with terror but as soon as the germ's hand touched her, she had screamed and fought for all she was worth. She had been hoping to save her virginity for Ozzy.

"Shh, don't worry hun. They're coming to find us, I promise. We'll get out of this." Anya cooed and ran her claws through Leah's hair the same way that Thrax did for her whenever she was upset. Leah's sobs eventually tampered off into hiccups and she sat up, wiping her eyes.

"Sorry." She really didn't know just what she was apologizing for but simply felt the need to.

"No worries." Anya's eyes were soft and caring as she carefully cleaned the other's face of any remaining tears. "So, you got a dashing knight that's coming to rescue you?" Leah chuckled, briefly imagining Ozzy in a suit of armor with a large sword marching into the building.

"Yeah, a white blood cell. His name's Osmosis." Anya wrinkled her nose a bit at the name but did not remark. "I was finally going to agree to go out with him if he asked the night I was kidnapped. He won't ask me after this though. I'm basically nothing more than street trash now and what would he want with a whore?" Anya stiffened.

"Honey, if he loves you as much as he says he does then this won't mean shit to him. Trust me on that." Leah sniffled and nodded. She snuggled closer to the other and started to drift off.

"You know, you're kinda like the big sister I always wanted."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

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Thrax walked out of the warehouse and cracked his neck, his killer claw flexing in irritation. Making his way over to his temporary companions, he began the old song and dance of regaining his control.

"Did they know anything?" Ozzy practically pounced on the virus and the other grunted, wiping the remains of a germ off his coat with distaste.

"They're definitely here but these guys were too low on the food chain to know where my baby and your bitch are." Ignoring Ozzy's sputtering over his new name for Leah, Thrax began to make his way back towards downtown Bob. "We won't get anything during the day. It's best to get some rest and regroup." The two reluctantly followed. Thrax knew more about the criminal world so the two were forced to rely on him for the time being. As soon as they walked through the door of the hotel room, Thrax vanished into the separate bedroom and shut the door, leaving Drix and Ozzy with the two queens in the main room.

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Once the door was shut and locked, Thrax leaned against the wood and let out a small uncharacteristic whimper. Stripping down to his boxers, he climbed into the bed and wrapped his arms around the second pillow. It was cool to the touch and covered in a soft pillow case. Burying his face in it, Thrax groaned as desire mixed with a deep longing to have his baby back in his arms. He could almost hear her soft voice humming in his ear while she combed her fingers through his hair to relax him. He could almost feel her cool hands on his enflamed skin; gently bring him down from his high yet arousing him further. He groaned again and pulled the pillow closer. After a few tense minutes, he slowly relaxed and allowed himself to fall asleep, nuzzling into the pillow.

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Ozzy refused to say anything as he climbed into bed in just his white with red hearts boxers. Drix was already lying in bed but Ozzy had felt too restless and had paced the room for a good half hour in silence. Though Drix watched him the entire time, he remained silent as well. Drix gave him a look that clearly stated that he wanted to talk, but Ozzy turned to face the wall, his back to the pill and forced himself to go to sleep. Just before he drifted off, he made a quick prayer to whoever was listening to keep Leah safe.