Roman's first day had gone by quickly. He had been shown around and given codes to enter the rooms and then he had ended up in a little room where he had been alone most of the day, trying to figure out the best way to go about this whole case. He had gone home clueless.

He smiled as he stepped out of the elevator on the second day. He felt eyes on him from some of the rooms as he walked past them but he kept his gaze straight forward. He wasn't gonna show any of them one bit of weakness. Besides, he was moving towards a certain door, hoping to see a certain smile again.

He frowned when he looked through the window and saw her room was empty. He had been told he was gonna work with her but someone had taken her out of her room and taken her somewhere. He walked fast through the hall in search of either her or Bobby or just anybody who could tell him what was going on. Bobby suddenly stuck his head out of a door and smiled at him.

"Roman, over here," he said.

Roman walked into the room and stared through a window into another room where Noella was. She sat on the edge of a medical table with her arms around herself, rubbing her arms as if she was cold. She didn't look cold though. She looked scared.

"What's going on?" Roman asked.

As if she heard him, she looked through the window and straight into his eyes. He took a step back at the begging look in her eyes.

"She can't see you," Bobby said.
"I think she can," Roman said.
"No, I swear," Bobby chuckled. "It's a mirror on her side but for some unknown reason she has always been able to find our eyes through it. She can't see us but still it seems like she can. I can't tell you how she does it. Sometimes I think she's a mutant."

Roman kept looking in her eyes. She had such dark, moss green eyes and they were filled with fear right in that moment.

"Why is she in there?" He asked.
"You'll see," Bobby smirked.

Roman was starting to hate that smirk.

"Ah, showtime," Bobby said.

The door opened and a masked man entered. Clearly she knew who he was because she moved away from the table and backed herself up against a wall while holding her hands in front of her.

"Please, don't," she said.

Something in Roman's heart hurt, as if it was breaking for her.

"Who is he?" He asked.
"We call him Sin Cara," Bobby answered.
"Faceless," Roman said. "Why the mask?"
"You've ever watched a horror movie, Roman? The killer is always more scary if he wears a mask," Bobby said.
"He's gonna kill her?" Roman asked shocked.
"No, but he's more scary that way. Also, they don't know who he is so they can never get revenge on him if they somehow escape their room," Bobby said.
"Has that ever happened?" Roman asked.
"No, and I doubt it ever will but we need to be careful around these people. They're not normal like you and I," Bobby said.

Roman watched as Sin Cara started out with some slaps and punches. Nothing to make her unconscious but it had to hurt. She just slid down the wall while trying to cover herself.

"Why won't you fight back?" Bobby yelled.

Roman jumped from the loud outburst and stared at his boss.

"Sorry, sorry," Bobby held up his hands. "She never fights back. Everybody fights back. Even normal people."
"Not everybody," Roman mumbled.
"I don't get it," Bobby sounded annoyed.

The beating stopped and instead Sin Cara pulled her up by her hair. He pulled her to the medical bed and bent her over it. Roman tensed up immetiately.

"What the fuck is he about to do?" He sneered.
"Relax, Roman," Bobby laughed. "We don't have sex with the inmates."

Roman wanted to slap Bobby for using the term "having sex" rather than "rape" because it looked like that was what Sin Cara had in mind. Luckily Roman was wrong. Instead Sin Cara pulled out a syringe from his pocket.

"No, please, don't!" She shouted.

She struggled against his grip. She wasn't actually fighting back but she tried to get away.

"That's as far as she goes," Bobby seemed to have read Roman's mind. "She never gets away, of course."
"What's in the syringe?" Roman asked.
"Just something to afflict some pain in her body," Bobby answered.

She cried as the needle pierced her skin. Sin Cara emptied the syringe and then let go of her. She fell to the floor and started crying harder as her body twisted in pain.

"Please, stop!" She begged.

Sin Cara pulled out another syringe and Roman felt so angry.

"Stop!" He shouted.

Bobby stared at him but didn't say anything.

"You told me yesterday that I can do what I want with her so I'm telling you right now, no I'm fucking ordering you to stop this insanity. You're never gonna get anywhere with that kind of behaviour," Roman said angrily.
"It has worked with everyone else," Bobby said.
"She's not everyone else and you fucking well know it or you wouldn't have brought me in here in the first place. If I catch you doing that shit one more time, I'm out of here, and you can start all over with finding someone to work with her," Roman said.
"Fine, fine," Bobby said.

He pressed a buttom on the table in front of him and his voice carried through to the other room.

"Sin Cara, stop," he said. "Leave the room."

Sin Cara turned around and left the room. Bobby looked at Roman with a challenging look in his eyes and Roman just left without a word. Through the window Bobby could see Roman enter and crouch down next to her. He whispered softly to her before lifting her up and carrying her out of the room.

"Make it stop!" she cried into his hair. "Please, Roman, make it stop!"
"I wish I could. I don't know what he gave you but I know it'll stop eventually," he said.
"It hurts!" she cried.
"I know, Noella, I know. You gotta be brave, honey. Okay? Be brave," Roman said.

He carried her to her cell and gently placed her down on the bed. She refused to let go of him and he had to pry her hands away from his neck.

"Why are they doing this to me?" She asked.
"I don't know," he answered.
"You do know. You're one of them," she said.
"No, I'm actually brought in here to work with you alone," he said.

She blinked a couple of times at him as if she didn't understand anything.

"Why?" She asked.
"I'm not sure," he smiled. "All I can tell you is that I'm not them and I won't allow what just happened to ever happen again. I'm doing things differently."

He was surprised when she wrapped her arms around his neck again to hug him. He felt her run her nose up his neck and up into his hair.

"Citrus," she whispered. "I love this smell."

As much as he would like to hug her for hours, he once again pried her hands away from his neck. He gave her a smile before standing up and leaving her body to twist around on the bed. He couldn't stand watching her in pain like that. He walked straight from her room to the kitchen where he found a man eating a slice of pizza with the Sin Cara mask on the table next to him. Without warning he grabbed the man's shirt and yanked him close.

"If I ever catch you near her again, we're gonna have a problem!" He growled.
"Don't worry, Bobby already said you'll be working solo with her from now on," Sin Cara said.
"Damn straight!" Roman let go of him.
"I'm not the enemy, Roman," Sin Cara said.
"Neither is she," Roman said.
"In here she is and if you had taken the time to actually read her file, you wouldn't be so tough and all up in my face to defend her honour," Sin Cara said. "She's a stone cold killer and if you're not careful, you'll be next on her hit list."