The morning sun hadn't even risen when Nora stood at the window as if waiting for it. This was the last day of two horrible weeks. She had been with West for two weeks instead of one and today she would be passed along. She hated it. She'd be spending the next week with Clifton. Of all the men in the group the only two to show they were more than just animals were Clifton and Jones. Although given enough time Jones would probably be influenced enough by the men to be just as bad. He was young and looked up to the others. Clifton had always spoken to her like a human rather than property. Instead of constantly making crude remarks like Mitchell. There was one person she dreaded spending any amount of time with. On more than one occassion Clifton brought extra food to her when West had used less food as punishment for her behavior. Although she had behaved much better so she could earn some freedom that West promised if she was good.

"Are you that eager to leave my room?" she heard West's voice from behind her. Even the sound of his voice made her stomach turn. At first she didn't answer but stared at the window. She saw the sun peeking from the horizon and took in a breath. Although she wasn't escaping all together it was some relief that she would be away from West for some time. "Why would I want to stay?" she asked in a harsh tone. West stood up from the bed. He was naked aside from a pair of shorts that hung from his hips. Nora didn't turn to him. Soon his arms encircled her form and she didn't budge. West ran his face against the back of her neck and whispered "I'd like to think you enjoyed yourself sometimes." Nora sighed and had to bite her tongue. One word from him and she would loose food rations, shower or any other luxery or nessessity she had. "I wouldn't tell you." he laughed at her retort and released her from his arms. "Well, get dressed and you can help Jones with breakfast." he made his own way to get dressed.

Nora pulled herself from the window and went to a small bag that held the clothing given to her by West. More elastic yoga type pants and a three quarter sleeved shirt that cut into a v at her neck. She wasn't allowed any real shoes just socks and house slippers. Nora supposed that was to keep her from running. It was an improvement over just socks that she had been wearing. Once she was dressed she was escorted by West to the kitchen. She wasn't allowed to use knives. There wasn't much to cook from since supplies were rationed and the garden wouldn't be producing until spring. "What's on the menu today?" she said when she reached the kitchen door which made Jones jump. He always seemed surprised by her. "Oh..I uh...porridge." Nora nodded. He was standing there stirring a large pot that was on the heat. Nora walked over to it and looked in "Porridge..." she couldn't be picky there wasn't a lot to eat. The meal consisted of oatmeal in freeze dried packages and water. Once rehydrated and boiled it was edible.

Jones watched her carefully and she could feel his eyes on her. As innocent as he seemed he was still one of the guys and gave into their peer pressure rather easily. She started gathering dishes, bowls and spoons. She felt an uneasyness come over her and when she turned Mitchell was standing there. Face to face with a grin showing brightly. "What do you want?" she asked trying not to sound as annoyed as she was. "Just thought you could use some help..." he started taking bowls from her and setting them down on the counter. "They need to go in the dinning room." she sighed. Mitchell nodded "Oh I know...I'll get them there." when the last bowl was out of her hand and he had sat it down he took the spoons and tossed them all into the top bowl. "I need to get them to the table." Nora huffed and went for the bowls. Mitchell caught her with his arm around her waist. "Don't." she started to object but Mitchell lifted her from the ground just enough to leverage her until she landed with a thud on the kitchen table. The wood hard enough on impact to knock the wind from her. She had little time to recover before Mitchell shoved himself between her thighs and started pawing at her breasts. His lips kissing her neck and chest.

Jones dropped what he was doing startled by the sudden actions of Mitchell. He took hurried steps towards Mitchell "Hey, stop. You're not supposed to! You're hurting her!" he protested and grabbed for Mitchell's arm that was attempting to work Nora's pants down. Mitchell jerked his arm away from Jones and then back handed him "Get the fuck off me boy! Wait your turn!" Mitchell turned his attention back to Nora. She started screaming but he muffled her with his hand on her mouth. Her legs kicked wildly but he held on. His opposite hand working for her pants. Jones was attempting to pick himself off the floor and protest again when Mitchell was suddenly yanked backwards and off of Nora. "Idiot!" Clifton shouted as he held Mitchell by the back of his shirt. "Let go of me you prick!" he spat at Clifton who glared at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked and Mitchell answered "Taking my turn."

Clifton scoffed "You won't get one if you act this way. If it'd been West that caught you..." Mitchell pulled his shirt from Clifton's grasp "What? Huh? He can't afford to loose any of us." Mitchell adjusted his shirt. All the while they had not been paying attention to Nora. That was until there was a crash of a glass bowl and she clutched a shard in her hand and lunged at Mitchell. She knocked him to the ground on his back and she was straddling him. The piece of glass was at his throat and he had both hands around hers pushing it away. The struggle caught both Clifton and Jones off guard and it took a moment before Nora felt Clifton grab her and pull her back. "Nooo! no! I'll kill him!" she was taking out her anger at West on Mitchell as well as her anger in general. She hated them all. Mitchell just happen to be the unlucky one when she chose at the moment. "Stop it! Let go of it!" Clifton said while holding onto Nora's waist with one hand and trying to pry the piece of glass from the other.

When he got the glass from her she felt utterly defeated. West stepped into the kitchen to see the remnants of the scene. "You were doing so well, Nora. Now this." Clifton still held onto her and put the piece of glass out of reach "She didn't do it unprovoked." he glared at Mitchell who scoffed and shrugged. "I see.." West began "Is this true Mitchell. Did you instigate this disagreement." he stared at Mitchell who smirked and looked at the ceiling for a moment before he answered "I was just getting a small sample...since you decided I go last." West nodded "Well, you will still go last..if..at all. We do things in private not on a kitchen table." he looked to Clifton who pulled Nora from the room. He brought her to the dinning room table and sat her down where she had her left hand tied to the chair at the table. "Really? You're tying me up?" she asked as Clifton cinched the knot together "Yes, it's what West wanted." When he finished Nora tugged at the rope "Well, guess I should be thankful I still have one hand to eat with." she glared at Clifton.

They were soon joined by the rest of the group including Hannah who looked worse than ever. She was with another soldier whom Nora recognized as Bedford. Hannah stared off into space while Bedford led her to her seat. He sat her down then sat down next to her. It made Nora sick to think of it. She wanted to come across the table after him or any of them. They were all guilty. Soon West joined them at the head of the table. Jones came out with the large pan of porridge which he began serving into bowls. When he got to Nora she looked at him and saw the black eye Mitchell had given him when he came to her defense in the kitchen. A very small smile from her and he smiled back as he laddled the food into her bowl. Nora took her spoon and ate.

West wiped his face and cleared his throat before he spoke "Nora, you'll be in Clifton's room this evening and remainder of the week." he said in a casual tone. Nora didn't look up from her foot but she could feel eyes on her. It was Clifton. Staring at her as if waiting for her reaction to the idea of being in his room. She didn't say anything for a long time and there was a heavy silence among them. Until finally she spoke "Fine." was her only answer and she continued eating. "What a load of shit." Mitchell muttered under his breath. West pretended not to hear him to avoid any more confrontation on the issue.

When Nora finished eating West nodded and Mitchell and Davis untied her. Without a chance to comply or struggle Mitchell presented a needle and drove it into Nora's arm with enthusiasim. "Wait!" Clifton started to intervien but was to late. "I didn't ask for her to be sedated." to which West chuckled "You'll want her to be. She is...a lively one." he smirked at Nora who's vision grew blurry and her body somewhat limp. Mitchell shoved Nora at Clifton "It's a good thing you get her before me. She'll be well broken in when I'm done." he laughed as did a few others. Clifton caught Nora and glared at Mitchell before he lifted Nora into his arms bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. Once inside he lay her on the bed and shut the door as well as locking it. "I didn't know...they were going to drug you. I didn't want them to really." Nora laughed feeling the effects of the drugs "Why not...I'm so much more fun when I'm drugged up." to be honest she hated the feeling. Not being in control of her own body. She was a controling neat freak and this all was anything but. Clifton approached the bed and sat down next to her "I didn't want to...force you into anything. We can just talk if you want." Nora was confused. Her eyes struggled to focus on him. "You're just like them...why is it men can't go more than five minutes without thinking about sex." she laughed and covered her eyes with her hands "My head." she muttered. Clifton didn't look at her "No every man is like that. Mitchell may be the worst of us and I'm not saying I'm better but I'd rather not force anyone to do anything." he rubbed the back of his neck.

Nora sat up in the bed her face becoming serious "Did you force Selena?" she asked having heard the name and circumstances. Clifton stared at the ground and then let go of a breath "In the begining..yeah. Mitchell and the guys...they'd make fun of Jones and I because we didn't want to. West said we needed to show unity. I argued that unity didn't mean having to do what they were doing. West threatened to kill us. Said we were a detriment to the group. So..we went along with it." He paused and turned towards Nora with a serious expression "I should've let him shoot me." he shook his head "I felt terrible. Although after awhile Selena and I we...got close. She said I was the one dim shine of light in the hell she was in." He rubbed his face with his hands "It's why she died. Mitchell was jealous. He continually had to force her and I didn't...they got into a fight and it got bad quick and then she was gone." Clifton sighed and looked at Nora. She was starring at him intently as if she hadn't been drugged although she felt them the story he told was slowly breaking her. Of course he could've been lying about it all but she wasn't without her own motives. If she got him to like her and want to help her she might be able to get out of here.

For a moment they stared at eachother. She was trying to tell if he was lying. At the moment she didn't need to worry about it. Nora knew how she'd escape. Clifton or Jones would be her salvation. All she needed was for them to trust her give her that ounce of freedom she needed to get away. Without warning Nora lunged at him and planted her lips on his. Her hands came to the back of his head and she pulled herself into the kiss. It surprised him to say the least but it wasn't long before he was in rythm with her. Their tongues mingled and their bodies pulled closer together. With a fluid motion he was on top of her. Feverishly they peeled at eachothers clothing until they were both naked. Without his cap on and cleaned up he was a good looking guy she'd admit. They broke kisses briefly only to maneauver themselves.

At last he was centered above her and her legs wrapped around him. Clifton pushed himself into her. She felt herself stretch for him. He was larger than West and that made her laugh inwardly. Maybe that's why he went first. She hated that man. However, he was put from her mind now as Clifton began to pump in and out of her. Her hands roamed his back and shoulders down his arms. His own hands at either side of her head to steady himself with his hard thrusting. Each thrust he made brought a wave of pleasure to her. In a way she hated herself for this but she knew she had to. Besides she deserved some enjoyment even if it was only to betray him and escape. Again he pumped faster and her breath caught in her throat. His right hand groped at her breast. Their lips locked again and her moaning was muffled by his mouth. Soon she couldn't contain herself and her moans were loud and echoed over the walls. This drove him on at a startling pace. She felt herself climax and her body shivered. Juices flowed from her and soaked his length and the sheets below. It was followed quickly by another which built on the last and made her scream throwing her head back.

Nora twisted her body and he caught on to the idea and they were soon flipped over. He lay on his back with her straddling his hips. Never once did their bodies break apart. She sat upright on him and rocked her hips back and forth. Clifton's eyes rolled backwards. His hands gliding over her stomach and breasts then down to her hips. Faster she rode all the while bouncing herself slightly upwards then down again. She paused to adjust her feet then started again but now she just bounced herself on him. She pulled him from her then drove herself down onto his length again. Another climax gripped her and she arched her back and moaned loudly.

Again they twisted and he was on top of her driving himself in. There was the slapping sound created by the juices that flowed from her. Her nails dug into his back and clawed lightly. She felt his body stiffen and shudder just as he brought his hands to her hips and pulled her so that he drove himself as deeply as he could and released stream and stream of his seed into her. A loud groan emitted from his lips. His body went limp and he was panting as was she. The drugs seemed to have taken little effect after they had gotten going which made Nora smile. Clifton looked at her "What are you grinning for?" he asked with a sly smile. "Nothing..." she answered and he withdrew from her and collapsed on the bed next to her. "They won't be giving you any more drugs. I'll tell them there isn't a reason to." Nora leaned down and laid her head on his chest. He stroked her hair while he fell asleep. Nora couldn't help but think about Deacon and Blake. She hoped they were alive. She knew they weren't in the boiler room. She hadn't once seen anyone go and check on them if they were down there. Her guilt over having sex with Clifton was weighing on her but things could be worse.