Ch.11, A Father Figure

Hours later at the Medical level in a room.

"From the injuries sir, I think you need to take it easy with her. But she is going to live." said the Medical Droid to Grievous.

"Don't tell me what to do." he glared at the droid.

"She should be waking up now, you can go see her." said the droid stepping to the side allowing him to go into Charlie's new room.

Grievous stormed past him into the room where Charlie was.

She blinked a few times before fully opening her eyes, "Oww..." with the lack of strength but she had to much will power she managed to touch her side where she stabbed herself. Then groaned when she found herself still alive.

"Did you actually think I would let you die?" he asked now standing beside her bed.

"Next time I'll cut off my head and see if you can save me then!" she hissed.

"There won't be a next time." he said coolly.

"Why are you going to kill me." she started to tremble in fear and cause of the coldness of the room.

"No. You will be under close supervision..."

"Really? I thought I already was," trying to pull the covers up to warm herself. She then mumbled something about being cold.

Grievous cocked his head to the side, "Cold?"

Charlie copied him, "Yes!" then rolled her eyes.

Grievous picked up the blank and threw it at her.

Charlie glared, "I can't move!"

Grievous sighed and spread it over Charlie. She fought back a laugh but lost. Grievous glared at her.

"What?" she asked still laughing.

"Stop laughing!"

"Why? I remember you telling me you like it when I laughed the last time you had kidnaped me!"

"Because it's not funny!"

"Yes it is." she then looked away thinking.

"Why is it funny?"

"Oh never mind." she mumbled and tried to roll on her side to put her back to him.

"Tell me!"

"No." she manages to get on her side, "Leave me alone!"

"I'll be back later!" he sighed and left the room. He walked up to the medical droid, "Don't let her out of your sight."

"Yes sir." nodded the medical droid, Grievous then left.

Charlie looked at the medical droid, "Can I go to the bathroom?"

The droid looked at her, "Yes."

Charlie used the hand rails and got to her feet, but she wasn't going to the bathroom. She snuck past the medical droid and followed Grievous, but he didn't know she was behind him.

But the random droid happened to be walking by and saw her, "Oh It's you."

Charlie did a hand motion of cutting the throat.

Grievous turned around and saw them, he looked at Charlie, "What are you doing Charlie?"

Charlie dropped her hand and glared at the droid, "I'm... um... well."

Grievous crossed his arms and tapped his foot, "I'm waiting."

Then the medical droid ran up, "I thought you said you were going to the bathroom!"

Grievous cocked his head.

Charlie grinned and started backing up, "I guess I should run now right?"

Grievous grabbed her, "You are in no shape for running!"

"Don't hurt me I just wanted to be with you-" she grabbed her mouth and looked down.

Grievous picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and started back on his way.

The medical droid started panicking, "What are you doing? "

"She said she wanted to be with me." Grievous reminded him.

"Where are you taking me anyway?"

Grievous glanced at her, "to the bridge."

"Your shoulder is hurting me," she said trying to wiggle out.

"Too bad." he said coolly and continued on his way.

Charlie mumbled 'evil son of a bitch', "Why do you have to be so mean to me?"

"Why do you have to ask so many questions?"

"Why do you have to be so mean? " she repeated for him to answer.

"Because I am," he growled.

"But why are you mean to me, I've haven't done anything to you."

"A lot of people haven't done anything to me."

"You know you would get more corporation if you were nicer to me," tapping him on the head.

Grievous grabbed her hand, "Stop." Charlie uses her other hand and did the same. Grievous then grabbed the other.

"You know you are not a very good father figure," she said trying to free her hands.

"On the contrary, I'm a very good father figure."

"Did you ever play with your children?"

"What is this play you speak of?"

"I take that as a no."

Grievous shook his head. "Oww... " she hissed as one of his ear things poked her in the side, "Can I please walk myself."

Grievous sat her down but holds her hand, "Alright!"

"Do I look four to you?"

"Do I really have to answer that?"

"Well you act like two!"

"All the more reason to hold your hand."

Charlie grinned evilly, "Would you like your bottle too?"

"Do you need your dipper changed?"

"Oh that's right you still breast feed!"

"Are you offering to feed me?" he said pulling her to close to him and slightly bending her arm at an angle. Charlie covered her breast with her free arm. "That's what I thought!"

"Wow you can think I didn't know that!"

"You don't think, that's your problem!"

They finally reached the bridge, Charlie looked at the huge army of droids that were below, "Planing for a battle are we?"

"Maybe." said Grievous watching her.

"I don't like wars."

"You'll learn to like them."

"You keep thinking that if it makes you feel better," said Charlie narrowing her eyes at the droids.
Grievous glared at her.

A few moments passed, until finally, "Were you there for your children?"

"Yes." he looked down at her.

"That's nice..." she then mumbled something about her parents.

"Weren't your parents there for you?"

"Never... I'm lucky if they even remember my name." she looked away.

Grievous watched as she wiped her eyes trying to hide the fact she was crying. He sighed and picked her up and walked off of the bridge.

Charlie started pitching a fit, "Put me down!"

"Now who's acting like their two."

Charlie slapped him upside his head, to bad it hurt her more than him, "oww oww oww!"

Grievous shook his head, "You're not very smart."

Charlie growled, "Put me down!" Grievous poked her side. "Don't do that!" she tried to fight a laugh.

Grievous poked her again, "Squishy!"

"I'm not your damn squishy, now stop!" she hissed grabbing her side.

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