So...here is the continuation. I haven't gone to school all week and it was midterm week, so our exams got cancled due to snow. Whoohoo! So that gave me more time to update. Thanks for sticking around. I love you all!

Chapter 10

The phone barely rang before Medic scooped it up and answered quickly.

"Ja?" Medic panicked.

"Medic," Spy began.

"No." He pinched his eyes shut.

"Listen to me." Spy ordered. On his end, he was back in Tuefort at a pay phone with the phone tucked between his ear and shoulder. He had pulled out a cigarette and began to light it.

"Vhat happened? Vhere is Rose?" Medic demanded. He knew he should have gone with her.

"Rose is still in Australia I believe." Spy puffed. "We got into a brawl with the poor miscreants posing as us. We managed to kill everyone but the Sniper who wasn't there...and the Medic."

Medic's eyes narrowed hearing his own title. He was usually proud of the name, but now...now he just felt disgust.

"And Rose?"

"I believe she is still alive." Spy assured. "I was killed before I could respond. Respawn set me back to Tuefort, and left Rose alone with the Medic."

"No." Medic ran a hand through his hair. "You couldn't scout the place before you fought? Isn't that a standard procedure? Vhat vere you thinking? Do you know vhat he vill do to her? He's going to torture her!"

Spy let the pay phone dangle as Medic continued his rant which soon turned to German whether the doctor knew it or not. That was something odd to Spy. Medic had always spoke with a mixture of German and English. Never just one or the other.

"Are you done berating me?" Spy asked cooly.

"Nein!" Medic yelled. "When you get back to London."

"You aren't going to do anything to me, doctor." Spy sneered. "You and I both know that."

Medic hesitated. "You're right."

The phone went dead and Spy rolled his eyes, hanging up the phone as well.

Klaus and Ella had approached the kitchen.

"What's wrong, daddy?" Ella asked.

"Nothing, leibling." Medic answered.

Klaus looked at her and she nodded.

"I need to go save my vife." Medic sighed and pulled his coat on. Miss Pauling looked up at him.

"You can't leave your kids, Medic." She countered.

"Please vatch them for me." Medic begged. "They need their mother."

Rose gasped as she coughed up blood. Her hair was matted in red and her clothes were torn. The Gray Medic watched with interest as his new lab rat spat.

"Very interesting." Medic remarked. "Can you describe vhat you're experiencing?"

Rose didn't answer. Instead she just looked at the ground of the dark room she had been placed in. Her hands were hurting as they were tied behind her back. Her weapons were gone, and she was beaten and bruised. Silence isn't what the doctor had asked for.

"You know I vill force an answer out of you." Medic grabbed her restraints and pushed her to a table. He slammed her down, bending her over the table.

"Whatever you're going to do," Rose answered unfazed. "You can go to hell."

Medic chuckled and pushed a strand of blonde behind her ear. "I vill be happy to meet you there."

Rose glared into the cold steel of the operating table. The shiny, sterilization showed her the reflection of the Medic. His face was that of amusement, as if she was a cute pet in a cage. He knew she was studying him and she closed her eyes to ignore him.

"May I ask you a question?" Medic inquired. "Are you scared?"

She took time to think about the answer, which only resulted in him pressing her harder against the table. She wasn't scared particularly. She was more angry at herself. How could she have forgotten to survey the train? How could she have missed him? Why wasn't she fighting back?

"No." Rose answered.

Medic smirked above her. "You know I don't believe you."

Rose pushed behind her, and slammed him into a wall. She smashed the back of her head into his face, but he dodged in time, predicting her move. Instead, her head hit the wall, giving her an immediate headache. He pinned her against the wall, pulling her up to eye level and smirking simply.

"Did you think it vould be that easy?" Medic asked her. "Do you think I haven't paid attention to how you've fought in battle, that I vouldn't expect you to fight vhen captured?"

She refused to look him in the eye.

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes, and continued pinning her body to the wall with his own. "Or that I vouldn't know about your relationship with the Red Medic?"

Her eyes widened and looked away. His bare hand clenched her jaw tighter and pinned her head against the concrete wall. Her eyes darted back to his as his face grew closer.

"No vonder I vas alvays your favorite." He laughed. "Tell me something: do you see him vhen you look at me?"

She didn't answer.

"Of course you do." He smirked. "That's why I was always your favorite. the one you always kept close. That's vhy you're not fighting back now. How can you?"

She wanted to tear him apart, but he knew she wouldn't.

"Get ready for some real fun, Rose." He threatened. "Because you vere my favorite too."