The group made their way up the stairs and walked through the hallways until they reached Cherri's room.

"Here, we are," Doctor Red said with a smile as he opened the door.

To Cherri and Angel's surprise, the room was fully furnished with a proper bed. The bed was a king-sized bed with white blankets and dark wood paneling with matching bedside tables with lamps and an alarm clock on one side. The bookshelf with books and the vanity on the right side of the room and the wardrobe on the left side of the room next to the bathroom and the floor were made up of the same wood. The wood and technicolor books were the only thing bringing color to the room and its white walls beside the light coming in from the windows of course.

"Surprise!" Doctor Red exclaimed cheerfully.

Cherri blinked in surprise and muttered, "Um…wow…You got this together quickly."

"I hope you two like it," Arackniss replied coldly. "The maid cleaned the floor and the bathroom while we were downstairs. Then when we came upstairs, we moved all the new furniture and everything else in. It would have taken longer if it weren't for the doctor's muscles."

"I appreciate it, fellas," Angel said kindly. "This room is very spacious and nice."

"I'm glad you like it," Doctor Red said, gently placing his hands on Angel and Cherri's backs and pushing them into the room. "You two can spend private time together in here."

"Sure thing, doc man," Cherri said as she and Angel entered the room.

"Have fun in there," Arackniss said dryly. "We'll see ya later for lunch."

"We're going to talk to your father about your progress," Doctor Red proclaimed happily. "He said earlier that if you are good he'll let you and your lady friend walk in the garden, Anthony."

Angel paused in surprise for a moment.

Then Angel shyly smiled and said, "That would be pretty swell, doctor."

"Good," Doctor Red said cheerfully shutting the door and locking it. "If you need anything before lunch, just holler and let us know. See you later, Anthony and Cherri!"

Then without another word, the good doctor left with Arackniss once again following on his heels.

"I'm so sick of being locked up, Angie," Cherri said as soon as the two had walked away.

Angel didn't respond but looked around at the corners of the ceiling.

"Angie?" Cherri asked in confusion. "What are you…?"

Angel turned to Cherri and placed a finger on his lips before he got on his knees to look under the bed.

Cherri quickly caught on to what he was doing and searched the room with Angel to check for any listening devices or video cameras.

To their mutual astonishment, there were no video cameras or listening devices anywhere in the bedroom or bathroom.

Angel sighed in relief, fell backwards onto the bed, and said, "I'm sick of being locked in rooms, too. I've been locked in rooms for over a fucking week."

"That sucks," Cherri said, lying down next to him on the bed.

"Tell me about it," Angel said, annoyedly taking off his gray shirt and tossing it on the floor. "I'm sick of locked rooms, restraints, punishments, and this goddamn uniform."

"At least, the accommodations are nicer," Cherri said, sitting up on the bed and suddenly perking up as she noticed the wardrobe by the corner of the wall. "Hey, did they get me new clothes?"

Angel sat up and leaned lazily on the bottom board at the foot of the bed.

"I wouldn't put it past them," Angel said. "Let's see what they got ya."

Cherri hopped off the bed, ambled over to the wardrobe, and opened the doors.

"Woah," Cherri said with a chuckle.

"What did they get ya?" Angel asked, getting up off the bed and making his way to the wardrobe.

The wardrobe was stuffed with dresses and other outfits that were fitted to her thin and nimble frame.

"I'll be damned," Angel said, picking out a blue dress and looking it over. "They really went all out for ya. These dresses are all in your size, too."

"How do ya think they managed that?" Cherri asked. "Oh, God. Do you think they measured me in my sleep?"

"I wouldn't put it past them," Angel said with a sigh.

Cherri visibly shuddered in disgust.

Angel smiled warmly, put a hand on her shoulder, and said, "Don't worry about it, babe. I won't let them touch ya again. Okay?"

"Okay," Cherri replied. "But I'm blowing up these bastards as soon as I get the chance."

"I wouldn't have it any other way. Now, you wanna try on these dresses with me?" Angel asked with a toothy grin. "There's ain't much else to do."

Cherri chuckled out loud and said, "Sure, Angie."

Angel posed dramatically in the middle of the room and said, "Let's get to it. I'll take all the dresses you don't like."

Cherri snorted and laughed heartily as she took the dress Angel was holding and began to undress.

"Are you sure about that, Angie?" Cherri teased. "I don't think the good doctor would like to see you all dressed up in such immodest and effeminate clothing."

"He'd have to catch me in the dress first," Angel retorted. "They don't have any cameras to catch me."

"Alright, Angie," Cherri said, tossing an older looking dress towards Angel.

"Oh, baby," Angel exclaimed as he looked at the black and white dress plaid dress in front of him. "This one is from my time. They really dug deep to find this one."

"How generous of them," Cherri said sarcastically, pulling the blue dress over her body and looking into a mirror on the wardrobe door. "Hey, this one doesn't look bad. What do you think, Angie?"

Angel had pulled off his loafers and slacks so that he was in his boxers and pulled the dress over his thin body.

Angel looked over to Cherri, whistled, and said, "You look hot, babe. That is good luck for ya. What do ya think of mine?"

Cherri snorted and said, "You look like my mother. That thing is ancient."

Angel and Cherri laughed together and continued trying on more dresses.

Before long, several hours had passed with them laughing and trying on dresses to keep themselves entertained. They almost forgot where they were until they heard a familiar voice knocking at their door.

"Hello?" Doctor Red called out from the other side of the door. "I've come by to bring you lunch and check on your progress."

Angel and Cherri looked at each other fearfully. Cherri was wearing a dress. So was Angel.

"Shit," Cherri whispered as they both heard Doctor Red fiddling with the door's lock.

Without a moment to spare, Angel threw off his dress, grabbed Cherri's wrist, dashed to the bed, pulled her on top of him, and whispered, "Play it off."

"Okay," Cherri whispered back.

Doctor Red opened the door widely, pushed a cart of sandwiches and water bottles in front of him into the room, and looked up to see Angel laying on the bed with Cherri on top of his chest.

"Oh, my…" Doctor Red said in a surprise.

Angel looked back at Doctor Red, looked at Cherri, gasped in surprise, and started in a pretend fluster, "I…uh…I mean, uh, we…"

"We weren't expecting you, doc," Cherri said.

"Oh, my apologies!" Doctor Red said apologetically backing away towards the door. "I didn't mean to interrupt you!"

Angel snatched a blanket at the end of the bed, threw it over himself and Cherri, and said shyly, "We were just messing around, doctor! Nothing major!"

"Don't worry about it, Anthony!" Doctor Red said exiting the room and slowly shutting the door. "I won't interrupt you two again until dinner! Enjoy your lunch!"

Doctor Red quickly shut and locked the door. Angel and Cherri heard him rushing down the hall to tell everyone what he saw.

Once they were sure he was gone, the pair breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Cherri sat up in the orange dress she was wearing and wrapped the blanket around her body as she crawled across the bed to reach the cart of food on the other side.

"That was too close, Angie," Cherri said as she hopped off the bed and reached the cart of food.

"I'll say," Angel said, crawling over to the other side of the bed to join Cherri. "He caught us off guard. We can't let that happen again."

"Agreed," Cherri said, scooting over to make room for Angel. "You'd think we'd have heard footsteps or something. I mean, he's literally made of stone."

"We must have been too caught up in trying on dresses," Angel said as he sat down next to Cherri and grabbed his sandwich. "We forgot to keep an ear out."

"Yeah," Cherri said, grabbing her sandwich and following suit. "I hate being a prisoner, Angie."

"Tell me about it," Angel said, eyeing his sandwich. "At least these wardens feed us. Alastor starved me out and only gave me smoothies."

"That sucks," Cherri replied before biting into her sandwich.

"Yeah," Angel replied as a shudder went through his spine. "I don't even want to think about what Alastor's putting Vaggie through right now or about what Lucifer's putting Charlie through."

Cherri put a hand on Angel's shoulder and said, "Hey, Angie. Don't worry. We'll get outta here to save your gal pals soon."

"I know," Angel said with a sigh. "I just wish we could bust out sooner."

"Well, we're gonna get a chance to walk in the garden tonight, right?" Cherri said, gesturing with her sandwich for emphasis. "We just have to wait for the doctor and your family to let us take our private little romantic stroll and hop the fence as soon as their backs are turned. Easy peasy."

"I doubt it'll be that easy, Cher," Angel said, taking another bite of his sandwich.

"Sure, it'll be, especially with my bombs to fight them back!" Cherri exclaimed confidently as ever.

Angel swallowed his bite and said, "That's just it, Cherri. They're going to expect us to do something like that, and they have all day to prepare for it. My Dad and my brother are probably setting up something right now to make sure we can't escape in case we try to make a break for it."

"You and I can deal with that easily," Cherri quipped.

"No, we won't," Angel said sternly. "My Dad and brother ain't morons like Sir Pentious. Back in my day in New York City, they were revered among the men of my tradition as being some of the toughest, ruthless, and most cunning there was. Made men of La Cosa Nostra never dared to cross each other, but they took extra care to never cross my Dad and brother. The pair of them were known as the spiders of New York because they could weave such intricate and clever traps that no one who defied them ever knew they were trapped until it was too late."

Cherri's face fell suddenly and sharply as she saw the fear overtake Angel's face and cause him to shiver right where he sat.

"Angel…" Cherri said letting her sandwich rest on her lap. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine," Angel said perking up again. "The point is, we can't rely on my Dad or my brother to make a mistake this early on. We have to wait until they feel confident enough to let us out of their sight. Once they do, that is when we act. Understand?"

"Yeah," Cherri said, reluctantly nodding her head in agreement. "I just hate waiting. It's so boring."

"I know, doll," Angel replied. "But don't worry. If everything keeps going this well, that wait shouldn't be much longer. Just wait a little longer, okay?"

"Okay," Cherri said, picking up her sandwich again. "But when we get the chance, I'm blowing those fuckers up to Heaven."

Angel chuckled and said, "I wouldn't have it any other way, sugar tits."

The pair shared a smile and remained silent until they finished their lunches.

Once they had finished their lunches, Angel pushed the cart of food against the wall by the door and asked Cherri, "You want to take a nap, Cher? I'm feeling kinda tired."

Cherri shrugged as she kicked off her shoes and socks and replied, "Why not? It's not like we have anything better to do. Besides, this bed is comfortable and nice."

"Indeed, it is," Angel said, flicking off the light and climbing back onto the bed before he got an idea in his head. "Hey, Cherri? The good doctor will find us like this, right? So, since he is, how about we make it look like we're enjoying it?"

"Oh, I getcha," Cherri said. "So, what do we do? You don't want me to get naked. Do ya?"

"No, no," Angel said. "Nothing like that. Just take off your pants and that dress you're wearing. You can strip down to your underwear if you want. That should be more than enough if you're okay with it. You can find a slip or something in those drawers. You don't need to go naked for me."

Cherri snapped her fingers and said, "I have a better idea!"

Cherri then took off her pants and her shirt and climbed over to the other side of the bed where Angel's gray uniform shirt was. She pulled it on and struck a pose.

"What do ya think?" Cherri asked. "Lots of girls wear their boyfriend's shirts."

Angel smiled and said, "That looks perfect, sugar tits. Now, let's get cozy."

Angel threw off the covers and gestured for Cherri to climb in. Cherri readily climbed into bed next to Angel on the pillow next to his head.

Angel shook his head and lifted Cherri up by her armpits.

"Angie, what are you doing?" Cherri asked confusedly.

"It's been a long time since you've shared a bed with a man," Angel said with a chuckle.

"What are you talking about?" Cherri protested. "Why are you manhandling me, Angie?"

"You ain't sleeping with me like you're madly in love with me," Angel replied.

Cherri scoffed and said, "There's a wrong way to do it?"

"Clearly, I'm dealing with a novice," Angel sighed jokingly. "Here, let the expert show you how it's done, babe. It's all about the presentation."

Angel pulled Cherri on top of him and laid her down so that her head was resting on top of his chest fluff and said, "You need to rest your head there on my chest just like that with your arms lying on top or wrapped around my torso like I'm a giant body pillow. Then I wrap my arms around your back like this…"

Angel wrapped his two pairs of arms around Cherri's back and held her against his chest and continued, "…and I hold you against me, close to my heart, so that you feel warm, protected, and most importantly, loved. I might even stroke your back to give you that bit of extra comfort to really sell the scene."

"Oh, my God," Cherri said, settling herself comfortably against Angel's chest. "You really are an expert at this. And I thought you were gay."

"Eh, I prefer men, but I can service either gender," Angel said, settling his head against the pillow. "Although to be honest, I have been growing to like snuggling with women a lot more these past few weeks."

"Oh, really now?" Cherri asked.

"Yeah," Angel said, rubbing Cherri's back and prompting her to relax into Angel's chest even more. "Women are soft and warm. I still prefer fucking men, but ladies ain't so bad if you're lookin' for a snuggle buddy."

"Be careful," Cherri said before letting out a massive yawn. "You might be turning bi."

Angel chuckled to himself as he sat up quickly to pull the blankets over himself and Cherri. Angel settled back into bed and Cherri moaned pleasantly as she buried her face back into Angel's fluff.

The two laid like that and quickly drifted off to sleep.