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A/N: OK, I'm trying something a little different here, well different from all the other chapters in this story and Breathing Again. Anyway, this chapter is all about Adrienne so enjoy and review!!

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~What Now~

~Chapter 3: On the Inside~

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The last time Adrienne had seen her home was almost 200 days ago. At first she had kept count on the wall above her bed with notches, but sometime after Day 67 she lost track. She knew it must be sometime close to winter, though, because there was a cold draft that blew through the tiny barred window in her room. But then again, she could just be someplace that was always cold.

For a nine-year-old, Adrienne was smart. Although she had never told anyone, she knew that her mom and grandfather worked for the CIA and that was why she sometimes had to spend a couple of days at Uncle Will's.

She also knew that it would do no good to complain about the situation she was in. There was nothing she could do about it. And after all, although her room was not that nice, the bed was still comfortable and they let her out once a day to run around the indoor track. Of course, she was blindfolded on the ways there and back, but after only a month she could walk there in her sleep. Four times a week there was a tutor who came to teach her but there were always two guards outside her door. The only time they left was when they were relieved for the next shift.

So on the outside, Adrienne acted like she was fine. But on the inside, her anger was rising. She was bored, waiting in that cell of a room for someone, anyone, to come. There was a bookcase in the room, but she had already read half of the books and the rest didn't look too promising.

Adrienne settled into a routine, day in and day out, but throughout it all, she just wanted to be free and see her mom again.

TBC.??

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A/N: I know it's short but deal with it!!!