Hi everyone. Here's the next chapter. I have to remind you that I don't have ANY medical knowledge, so I really don't know whether some parts of this chapter make any sense haha. However, I hope you' ll enjoy the chapter ;)

Chapter 9

Bellamy's POV

He didn't know how much time had passed since Dr. James walked out of the medical room, taking the filled out protocol sheets with him. Bellamy also didn't really know whether to feel relieved or terrified. The exam took - as promised - about half an hour. The doctor had been VERY rigorous regarding this one. Not only had he checked his pulse and temperature, eyes, ears, throat and lungs, afterwards his arms, legs, chest, torso and ribs, but also some other extremities concerning his privacy. There were moments he wished to rather die than let the doctor check it. But he didn't have a choice.

So yes, he had every right to feel relieved now that the exam was over. But then again, what was going to happen once Dr. Tsing received the results? What were they going to do with him? They were up to something, he knew that. And this feeling of expectation was killing him the longer he lay there at the examination table, waiting for someone to reappear.

Finally, he heard distant voices. Several hasty footsteps were approaching the medical room. The voices grew louder and louder. It seemed like they were in deep discussion.

The door was opened and not two but three people entered the room. Bellamy watched each of their move warily. There was the female doctor - Dr. Tsing. Behind her was Dr. James who was looking slightly grumpily. The last one who appeared was a dark haired man in his 30ies Bellamy hadn't seen before. The man's eyes immediately spotted Bellamy. His half curious, half derisive stare made the boy feel extra worthless and vulnerable, sending a shiver down his spine (as far as the drugs allowed any feeling inside his body; they unfortunately hadn't weared off yet).

With cold determination all in his features the man slowly approached Bellamy, never leaving his eyes off the boy's face. The two doctors behind him were waiting patiently. Apparently, he was the one in charge here. He was the one to decide over Bellamy's soon fate. Suddenly getting angrier and angrier with every second, Bellamy had the urge to spat into the man's face. If he only could. Unfortunately he was gagged once again.

Apparently the man must have seen the rebelious hint in Bellamy's eyes, because after simply staring at his victim for several moments he finally smirked and slowly pulled out something from the left pocket of his black suit. Bellamy nearly gulped. It was a huge syringe with a liquid coloured in bright yellow.

After that the stranger turned around and hold up the syringe, facing the two doctors wordlessly. Dr. James cleared his throat nervously.

"Mr. Cage, are- are you sure you want to do that?"

The man - Mr. Cage - flashed him a creepy smile.

"I've already made my decision. Let's do it NOW. Remember, doctor, there's only one chance to do that. This stuff has been designed only for one single shot so don't screw that up. It's for your own good ...".

Dr. James couldn't look him in the eyes.

"Of course, Sir", he said and hurried over to the exam table where Bellamy lay. He hesitantly took the syringe from Mr. Cage. His hands seemed to shake a little.

"It's ok, Doctor. You can do that", said Mr. Cage in a reassuring voice, patting the elderly doctor lightly on the back. "Lorelei, please give Dr. James everything he needs"

"Yes, of course", nodded Dr. Tsing and opened the small white wall closet stuffed with several medical supplies. She pulled out some wattpads and a bottle of what assumed to be a disinfectant, putting the both of them into a small and flat metal container.

"Here we go", she said handing the medical stuff to the male doctor.

"Thank you, Doctor", murmered Dr. James and after a moment of hesitation he began to rub Bellamy's right temple with a wattpad already wet with the disinfectant.

Wait! What are you doing? Stop! Oh no, please stop! Not there, please just not there! It was Bellamy who was screaming inside his head now. Were those crazy freaks really going to do what he thought them to do? Were they really going to inject his temple with whatever stuff this was? A freaking temple? Seriously? Bellamy might have suffered from an amnesia but he knew how vulnerable this area was, so he could imagine really good just how dangerous it could be and how much it would hurt if someone'd stuck a needle there.

Through the scream in his head he finally heard a grumpy "You ready, kid? This is gonna hurt", before a hot white pain surged through his temple, over his right eye and into his brain. Tears of agony formed in his eyes immediately. He closed them because he couldn't hold them open without experiencing extreme pain. He couldn't even see anything because of the pain. And he also couldn't think clearly because of it. All the thoughts about not to give the doctors the satisfaction of screaming left Bellamy as soon as the needle entered and he continued to scream through his gag until his voice became hoarse.

He didn't register the moment the large needle was pulled out. The agony was still everywhere. It was overhelming. Only when two heavy and cool hands roughly began to shake his right sweaty shoulder did he hear what the doctor was saying.

"... hear me? You are fine. It's over. No more pain, I promise"

There was it once again. The pity. He kept his eyes closed, but he could hear it in Dr. James' voice. But this time Bellamy didn't care. He was still too out of it.

Soon, the three of them left the room. Once again, Bellamy lay alone in perfect silence, bound to the table due to the drugs still flowing through his system. The leather restrains were still there, too. He could feel every sorrow spot now that was abused by the leather straps. Wait, he could feel it? So it meant the tranquilizer was wearing off, then. One good thing at least.

If he tried, maybe he could pull the restraints off and get the hell out of here ... somehow. But Bellamy was getting tireder with every second. He didn't even notice as he fell asleep ...