Ch.7, Charlie the Lab Rat

:Back on Grievous ship is now in outer space:

Charlie sighed she was waiting for Grievous to come and get her. Even if she knew what was going to happen when he did.

Grievous who was in a bad mood because they couldn't find Nathan, "It's time to experiment." he said cooly and headed off to Charlie's cell.

He walked in and grabbed her up and drug her from the cell.

"I was beginning to think you forgot about me." she mumbled wincing in slight pain as he pulled her down the hallway.

"Shut up and come with me " he hissed.

"Doesn't look like I have a choice" she mumbled.

Grievous pulled her into a lab room. "It would appear you didn't find my friend." she looked at him.

"I might," he looked back at her.

"I don't think you have, in fact I know you haven't" she smiled.

"I might not have, but I still have you to experiment on. And you know that how?" he folded his hands behind his back.

Charlie grinned, "You just told me."

Grievous picked her up by the front of her shirt, "How do you know?" he asked in a low growl.

"Temper, temper you know that's not the way to go " she said mocking him.

Grievous slammed her down on the table. Charlie held in the yell of pain, "Careful Grievous, remember you could kill me."

"Oh I won't kill you." he reached around with a spare arm and pulled out a needle. Charlie braced herself for the after pain of the drug.

"Just reminding you, you seem to forget things when you get angry." she mumbled.

Grievous slid the needle under her skin after filling it up. Charlie makes a fist and grips her hands, waits for the drug to kick in. 'I won't scream, I won't scream, I won't scream,' she repeated in her head.

"The effect so this drug shall be interesting..." he said with a slight chuckle in his voice.

"That doesn't surprise me..." she mumbled.

"If it works correctly you should become paranoid, restless, possible start bleeding." he said tilting his head to the side watching her.

Charlie glared at him, "Like I'm already not that way ."

"It should also impair your balance and coordination." he sighed.

"Hum hello I'm laying down," she hissed and noticed her nose was bleeding. She reached up to wipe away the blood.

Grievous grabbed her and lifted her to her feet, "Now you're not."He moved her away from him and let go. Charlie stubbled over to a table and wiped her nose again.

"Its working perfectly " he laughed.

Charlie picked up a random object up and threw it at him, it hit him over the head. "You should be getting drowsy right about now," he glared.

Charlie shook it off for the moment, "You can't fight it Charlie," he said as he watched her.

Charlie mumbled something and fell over cracking her head on the table. "Shit " exclaimed Grievous as he rushed forward to get her.

Charlie tried to crawl away from him but he grabbed her, "Where do you think you are going?" he picked her up and carried her back to her cell.

Charlie tried to fight to get free. He was forced to hold each limb with all four hands, "Let go of me you dirty rotten bastard " she yelled.

"I think not my dear," he looked down at her.

Charlie finally went limp in his arms, she mumbled again but Grievous caught some of it, "...die!"

"What was that my dear?"

Charlie glared at him then looked away.

"Tell me what you said!"

"No " hissed Charlie.

Grievous sat her down on the bed in her cell, "I'll be back later to see how you are." he turned and left and locked the door.

But Charlie had said was 'dirty son of a bitch' she thought, "I must say it wasn't as bad as the first two he gave me two months ago." she rubbed her stomach and found she was suddenly very hungry. "That fucker forgot to mention about getting hungry."

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Charlie glared around her cell a moment then flopped down on the bed and forced herself to sleep.

She woke up hours later after the drug passed.

Charlie sat up rubbing her head where she had hit it on the table earlier. "Ass wipe," she hissed thinking about Grievous.

"You should really watch your language," said a cool voice from the doorway.

Charlie glared at him, "You should die!" it slipped out of her mouth before she realized it. She grabbed her mouth, "oops."

Grievous stalked over to her and jerked her up from the bed and slammed her into the nearest wall. "Don't ever let me hear you say that again!" losing his cool.

"Yes sir," she gasped in pain, "can you let me down now"

Grievous dropped her and she fell right on her backside mumbling something.

"What was that?" he snapped.

"I said thank you!" she said quickly.

"Don't lie to me!" he pointed his finger upward at her.

Charlie jumped to her feet, "I didn't"

"You are"

Charlie started to tremble, "No... I'm not!"

"I think another amount of that drug is in order," he said pulling out a needle from a pouch on his belt.

Charlie ran to the other side of the cell away from him, "I'm not!"

Grievous grabbed her with two of his hands and slipped the needle in with a third.

Charlie whined, "I'm not!" she repeated it over and over as the drug started working.

"What did you say!" he demanded.

Charlie turned her head away and wiped away the blood from her nose.

"What did you say!" he said with much more force.

Charlie shook her head and clapped her hands over her ears to drown him out.

Grievous sighed and left the cell locking the door behind him. Charlie fell to the floor passing out.

Sorry it took me so long to undate, i've been away from home and this was one of the first things i did for everyone. I do believe that i have turned Grievous into a paroid freak... lol... oh well.. Please review.