It had been a few weeks since Maycen had 'given' herself to Scabior, or at least she hoped it had been. In all honesty, she felt like it had been months. The only thing she was ever sure of is when it was light outside and when it was dark outside, but she had stopped counting the days a while back now. She never left the tent anymore and the only time she ever got up was to use the bathroom; other than that she remained still and lifeless on the bed.

For a while she had just been too sore to move about, but now she didn't even see the point. This is where Scabior wanted her so why make it harder on herself. The first few times she had tried to put up a fight and not submit to what he wanted, but she eventually grew tired of trying to fight him off when she knew it would happen anyway.

She became what someone would call a 'cold fish' in bed. She just lied there and took it; she didn't fight him off, but she didn't respond to him either. Or at least she tried not to respond. Mentally, she hated him and everything that he did to her, but physically she couldn't control how her body responded to his. He knew what made her scream and what made her cry, and it sickened her that he knew her body better than she did.

She refused to say his name again, however. That was the one thing she was able to fight him about. He wanted her to say it out of pleasure and that's why Maycen stayed strong and refused to say it; she never wanted to be intimate on that kind of level with him.

Maycen was currently lying on her stomach, wide awake. It was fairly early in the morning, because she could see some light starting to come through the tent. Scabior usually kept her up most of the night and she never felt comfortable enough to sleep until he left for the day. He was lying on his side facing her, his arm draped lazily over her lower back. He seemed to be sleeping comfortably, like he did every night, and it made Maycen sick to her stomach.

She turned her head away from him and faced the wall. His arm suddenly jerked on her back and she heard him inhale deeply. His fingers started tracing circles on her skin and she could feel his lips against her shoulder.

"Did my little Maycen sleep well?" he asked in between kisses.

Maycen remained facing the wall as she ignored him. Scabior's lips smiled against her skin. He knew she refused to sleep while he was still in the tent with her and he would usually take his time when getting ready. Scabior planted a small kiss on the nape of her neck where there was a small bite mark, and then he got up out of bed. Maycen still refused to look at him, but she could hear him moving around; getting dressed probably. Scabior usually let her wear one of his shirts that was long enough to cover herself up, but last night he had tossed it somewhere across the tent.

"I must have gotten a little carried away last night," he said and he dropped something on top of her, "'ere's your shirt back love."

Maycen remained where she was, as still as a statue, while she listened to Scabior chuckle. Only when she heard the tent flap being opened did she finally turn her head to see that he had finally left. She rolled over onto her back and quietly slipped his shirt on, taking in the sudden warmth. She could hear other voices outside and she assumed the others must be awake too. She almost laughed to herself, because since the tent walls were extremely thin, she could hear every word they were saying.

"Hey Scab, how's come we never see the girl anymore? I think we're all ready for round two."

"That was just a one time thing Fett." She recognized that growl as Scabior's.

"But still, all she does is stay cooped up in your tent."

"She sleeps during the day." Scabior said.

"Well let's hope she does, because she certainly doesn't get any sleep at night."

Maycen could hear a few chuckles from the others.

"God Scabior I'm surprised she's even still alive. Do you two just go at it all night?"

"You can't hear them Jang?"

"Well yeah, but don't you guys ever rest?"

Scabior chuckled. "I give 'er about 30 minutes."

"I wouldn't even give her that." That was Fenrir's growl.

"Yeah well if she was with you Fenrir then there definitely wouldn't be anything left of her."

She heard a deep laugh from Fenrir. "That's the way I like it."

"But then the camp would be filled with her screaming."

"Hey it's actually been kind of quiet these past few nights. Are you losing your touch Scab?"

"I 'aven't lost nothing. She just stopped fighting me knowing it was useless."

"So what she just lies there like a stiff board?"

"I wouldn't say that. She tries not to give in, but in the end she always does."

"Jesus Scabior you're one lucky bastard."

"I wouldn't go that far." She could make out Cad's raspy voice.

"You've been awfully quiet Cad. What do you think of little Maycen's situation?" Scabior mocked.

"Do what you fucking want with her, I don't care. But I wouldn't consider myself lucky. I would rather have someone who actually gets pleasure out of doing that shit with me."

"Cad you're just jealous that Scabior gets her to himself."

She heard Cad snort. "I have nothing to be jealous of. Maycen isn't even attracted to him."

"Oh really Cad. Is that why every time I'm around 'er without a shirt on her face turns red.?"

"She's fucking eighteen! Of course she's going to blush at seeing a guy half naked. I can guarantee if she saw Fenrir without a shirt on, she would blush!"

Maycen was smiling and she didn't even realize it. Cad was defending her and for the first time in a week, she was actually happy. She was glad someone was standing up to Scabior and knocking him down a few steps; he wasn't the immortal god that he thought he was when it came to the ladies. Her happiness was short lived however when Scabior spoke up.

"Well let's just put that to the test then."

Before Maycen had time to register what he meant, Scabior came storming through the tent and grabbed her by the arm. He pulled her up and walked back out of the tent with Maycen stumbling behind him, probably from not regularly walking for seven days. Scabior held her at his side and she noticed the others were all still sitting around the fire…without their shirts on.

Maycen's heart rate sped up as she looked to Scabior and he was staring down at her with a smug grin on his face. He walked her over and shoved her into Fenrir, who quickly put his hands around her arms, holding her in place. If it wasn't for the fact that Fenrir scared her almost as much as Scabior did, and if he wasn't a murderous werewolf, Maycen might have actually found him attractive. He was bigger than her, a lot bigger than her, and he was bulky; his body was pretty much as hard as a rock. Maycen whimpered as Fenrir dug his nails into her skin and Scabior quickly pulled her up away from his grasp.

"Alright, so she's obviously not attracted to you." Scabior mocked Fenrir.

Scabior proceeded to throw her into the others arms, waiting to see if she would have any reaction towards them. Cad was right, however, and she ended up turning red when she was pressed against them. She was still a teenager for crying out loud and they weren't exactly the worst looking people she had seen before. But nothing compared to when he had finally thrown her into Cad.

Whereas the others caught her rather roughly and awkwardly, Maycen fell into Cad's arms gracefully and he placed his hands around her back gently. Upon being shoved, Maycen had stuck her hands out to catch her fall, and now they were resting on Cad's bare chest. She couldn't even focus on stable breaths as she met Cad's gaze and he looked down at her with almost the same look. Maycen already knew her face was turning red, but she swore she saw a little tint of red in Cad's as well.

After what seemed like an eternity of embarrassment, Maycen felt a tug on her hair and she was pulled back into Scabior's chest. His arms had wrapped around her stomach and his head was resting on her shoulder.

"So…Maycen who do you find yourself the most attracted to?"

Maycen looked back and forth between the others, noting the hungry look in Fenrir's eyes, and her eyes rested on Cad's for a brief moment. Clearly out of everyone here she was attracted to Cad, but she didn't want Scabior to know that. He was very territorial when it came to her and she was afraid Cad's life might be at stake if she chose him over Scabior.

"You." She whispered.

Scabior tilted his head so that his lips were close to her ear.

"Hmm what was that? I don't think 'you' is a name."

Maycen closed her eyes and let out an exasperated breath. "Scabior, I'm attracted to you."

"Really? "'ow do I know you're not just saying that?"

Maycen let out another sigh and she turned her head so she was facing Scabior. He was smiling down at her and he cocked his head to the side, waiting. Knowing he was going to make her do all of the work, Maycen leaned up and gently pressed her lips against his. You couldn't even call it a kiss, considering Maycen's lips were barely touching his.

Scabior reached up and grabbed her face, pressing his lips more firmly against hers. Maycen instinctively tried to back away, but when Scabior growled against her lips she stopped moving. He bit her bottom lip several times before he finally pulled away from her. Maycen stared up at him unsure if she should just walk away, or if he was going to make her do anything else.

Scabior kissed her forehead. "Good girl. You're free to go."

Maycen raised her eyebrow at him and slowly started to walk past him. When she walked by him Scabior suddenly reached out and grabbed her butt. Instinctively, Maycen turned around and backhanded him across the face. She inhaled sharply and stared at him wide eyed, realizing the mistake she made. Scabior was glaring at her and Maycen took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it was just a reflex."

Scabior stalked towards her. "I warned you."

"No..no please. It was an accident." Maycen pleaded.

"That's not good enough Maycen."

Maycen turned around and started to run back to the tent, but Scabior quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her back. She screamed and kicked against him, but it was no use. He carried her back over to the others and practically threw her into Fenrir.

"What did I say was going to 'appen if you were disobedient?"

Maycen saw Greyback grin devilishly and her eyes widened in fear. "No! Please..please..please. I'm sorry Scabior, please."

Scabior ignored her pleas. "Greyback, if you will."

Fenrir nodded in approval and he wrapped his large hands around her fragile arms. Maycen screamed again and she tried pushing against his hold. Fenrir reached out and with one of his hands he stroked the side of her face. He roughly grabbed her cheeks and turned her head to the side, exposing most of her neck. Maycen whimpered and closed her eyes when she could feel Fenrir's hot breath against her skin. His teeth grazed her neck, but then he unexpectedly stopped. Maycen opened her eyes and looked at him confused.

"Christ." She heard Scabior growl.

Maycen was suddenly pulled away from Fenrir and she was spun around so she was facing Scabior.

"Tent…now. We'll continue this later tonight."

He released her arms and Maycen quickly ran back into the tent. She was at a loss for words about what had just happened. Well she knew what had just happened; Fenrir almost ripped her to shreds. She lied back down on her usual spot and she wiped away a few tears off of her cheek. She didn't even know why she was crying in the first place. She never thought she would be so afraid of dying, considering she had tried to kill herself, but seeing someone else almost do it terrified her out of her mind.

She always said that she would be willing to die for this war, but now that she had just been literally a few seconds from death, she wasn't so sure anymore. She wondered if Cad would have come to her rescue, or if he would save her tonight, but she doubted it. She remembered the hurt expression on his face when she said she was attracted to Scabior instead of him, but suddenly she didn't care. She wasn't in love with Cad, or anyone else here for that matter. There was only one person she was in love with, and she would never get the chance to tell them how she really felt; she wouldn't get to say goodbye.

Maycen heard several 'pops' and she knew she would be alone for the day. They had been busier these past few days and it seemed like they were hardly here. Scabior didn't even bother putting up protections anymore, because he knew she wouldn't try running away. She was never going to leave here unless Scabior finally killed her. The thought made her shudder, but she knew he wouldn't keep her around forever.

Maycen suddenly stood up and started rummaging through Scabior's things. She tossed aside pants and shirts, posters, empty bottles of firewhiskey, until she found what she was looking for. She went over and sat at the table where she began to write. There was only one person she wanted to write to and she wanted to tell him everything, knowing this would be her only chance. She wrote and she wrote, and minus a few tear stains on the paper, she had finally finished.

She reread her letter a few times and could feel the corners of her mouth turn up. She wiped her eyes again and folded the letter. Maycen walked outside and looked around at the trees surrounding their camp. She brought her hand up to her mouth and made the best owl call that she could. She waited patiently and after a few minutes she saw a scrawny brown owl come flying through the clearing.

"I guess those Care of Magical Creatures lessons really paid off." She laughed to herself.

The owl landed a few feet from her and she cautiously approached it. She squat down next to it and stroked the side of its face. Maycen handed the owl the letter and it reluctantly took it in its beak. She pet it a few more times and then it took off, disappearing back into the trees. She didn't even know why she expected this wild owl to find him, and she had a feeling he wouldn't get her letter, but she felt better that she had written it.

Maycen walked back into the tent and sat down on the bed. She nervously picked at her nails while she waited for the snatchers to return. Part of her had hoped that Scabior would forget about what happened, but the more rational part of her knew he wouldn't; Scabior loved seeing her terrified and she knew he wouldn't pass up this opportunity. She folded and unfolded his shirt several times, her anxiety getting the better of her. She wasn't ready for this and she wondered how everything had gotten so screwed up.

Surely if she never would have become friends with Harry then she wouldn't have been a member of the Order. Therefore, Remus wouldn't have asked her to take on that mission. Maybe she should have just stayed neutral in this war; she was a half-blood after all, so she really had nothing to fear. Her parents were both half-bloods too so she wouldn't have been in trouble with the Ministry.

Maycen brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Her thoughts were swirling with confusion as she weighed the pros and cons of each situation. She was genuinely glad that she became friends with Harry and that she had joined the Order, because she honestly wanted to make a difference in this war. But she didn't know if it was all worth it anymore. She had completely failed in her job to protect Harry and now she didn't even know if he was still alive or not. Surely Scabior would have been taunting her if Harry was dead right? Maybe he was still mad about not getting his reward, who knows? All she did know was that when Scabior and the others returned, he was going to kill her and there was nothing she could say or do that would…

"Maycen?"

A/N: Okay first off, I know that the chances of an owl actually responding to Maycen's call are slim to none, but it's my story so I can do what I want. And I know I kind of copped out with that Fenrir scene, but he couldn't kill her yet right? What kind of a story would that be? The last few chapters are going to be some intense ones I think...and yes I did say these last few. I'm sad that this story is coming close to an end, but I'm excited for the upcoming chapters! Reviews are always appreciated and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!