Harper finished staring at her reflection, and turned around slowly, and faced the door. She took a few steps towards it, reached her hand out to the handle and pushed the door closed. The door better stay closed.

After one last look at her weary face, she slowly began peeling off her armour, bit by bit, staring with her chest piece, and finishing with her feet. She stood in her under amour suit, and slipped out of it carefully, trying not to fall over. She was left in a white tank top and black fabric shorts.

It's about time I had a shower. Can't remember the last time I had a hot shower.

Her body had bruises all over, particularly on her torso and legs. Probably from the crash.

She got undressed, and a slight breeze tickled her skin, making it prickle. Never realise how hot that suit actually was.

She stepped into the designated are for the shower, and was about to push the power button on the shower control panel, when she heard a noise behind her, kind of like someone tripping over.

"Hello? Any one there?" She slowly backed up into the corner, trying to hide from whoever was there. She hit the freezing cold tiles behind her, and just slid down to the floor. She didn't care how cold it was, she just curled up in a ball, eyes wide open and alert. Her heart started thumping like horse hooves. He taught me better than this. Don't be afraid. He helped me in a few ways I guess. I can kick anyone ass if they come in here. Kind of.

"Tucker? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? I told you to leave her alone! Just leave her alone alright? What part of that don't you understand?!" Church was raising his voice so much that to Harper, it was like he was right next to her. Tucker was trying to have a peek at me! How could he?

"Oh, Church...I just wanted to take a peak, she's the first girl here, that isn't a complete and total bitch, although there was Sister...I wonder if Harper is as big as Sister…You know you wanna find out! Admit it!" Sister? Who's she and where is she now? What have they done to her? Don't panic. Keep calm. Breathe. I'm sure she's fine.

"I'm not even going to answer that." Church responded.

"Just get the fuck out of here before she realises you were here, and I'll forget anything happened." He sighed.

"Fine….dibs on the porn though!" Typical.

"Fuck!" Church blurted out in aggravation.

Harper let out a sigh of relief after she heard both the men walk out of her room. I hope he doesn't come back. Even if he does, I'll give him what's coming to him.

She climbed to her feet, still wary of any noises that should come from behind her door, and gingerly wandered over to where the shower head and controls and studied the various buttons and dials for a few minutes.

Before she began pressing buttons, she took a step left so that when she did find the right button, she wouldn't be sprayed with cold water. After a pressing a few buttons, she found the power button and at first only a few drops of water oozed out of the shower head, before it started to pound onto the bland tiles below. She waited until the shower was the right temperature until she got in and when she did, it was like liquid gold.

I've missed showers like these. I could stay in here for eternity. Just need to keep an eye out.

Every few minutes she would turn around, listening and looking for any signs of someone behind the door.

It was a good half an hour before she got out of the shower. She pressed the power button and plodded her way towards the cupboard above the sink. She had a look inside for the towels and found only a couple of towels piled up. Those will do nicely.

She picked up a towel, it felt rough and solid, but she had nothing else to use. She wrapped it around herself, the towel grazing her skin. She grabbed another towel and dried her hair with it a bit.

Now, do I get dressed in here, or in the room? He might be waiting there for all I know.