"Explaining?" Chance asked as she pushed the button to have the bed sit her up a little straighter. She wasn't in the best form for company but she still had her pride.
"Yes, explaining. Starting with how you knew that there was a dagger hidden in that artifact." Seto didn't sit down but he did close the door behind him and proceeded to lean against it.
Chance grimaced, no escaping it now. "I knew about the dagger in the Millennium Rod," She noted the look of surprise and decided to change her course just a little. "Yes, I know what they are. Mokuba taught me about the Millennium Items and their role in the past conflicts you have been in. Even now, as I did then, I have a very hard time wrapping my brain around the idea of magic wands and spirits and games played in another plane of existence."
"When I dropped my berretta to make the block that possibly saved Mokuba's life I didn't have any of my other weapons on me at the time. Thanks to that I went for the only weapon that was with in my reach to stop the thief from chasing after Mokuba." She looked from Mokuba to Seto and then to her arm as it had started aching now that the most recent dose of the pain medications had started to wear down.
"What you did was not a maneuver I would never condone, however I can understand your reasons for acting as you did on most of the actions except one. What the hell possessed you to confront that thief directly?" If Seto could glower any more menacingly he would have found a way to do it. Even he had enough training to know that you did NOT confront a possible thief, or assailant ever. "You could have been killed and where would that have left all of us? Mokuba would be with out a bodyguard, I'd be out an employee, and you'd be dead. Honorably dead, but dead all the same.
"Why did I do it?" Chance repeated the question as she thought it over. "Well I didn't know if there was more than one in the house since the first guy got in. Secondly, I was worried about Mokuba and you. Mokuba would have been next to helpless because of his size and you would have been worse off because you were sleeping. I couldn't let him get to you two, especially since I didn't know what he had been told to do when he went after the Millennium Rod." Pain and concern mixed in her face to produce a look that looked remarkably like she was about to cry. Now that she was able to monitor her own pain she had been allowed a button to administer the pain relievers into her IV line. Tapping it she tried to keep herself calm while she waited for relief to come.
Mokuba looked up at Seto and noticed that there was a look of quiet indecision on his face. When the younger Kaiba looked back at Chance he smiled slightly. "Thanks for looking after me though. I gotta admit I was surprised at how you dealt with that guy when he threatened to kill me."
Chance's eyes narrowed unexpectedly at that reminder of the morning and she looked over at Mokuba. "YOU were not supposed to be anywhere near there. I know that you know better. What possessed you to follow me up to the office in the first place?!" The scolding from an unexpected source caused Mokuba to look up in slight alarm even as Seto also straightened up.
"Hey, back off of him. He knows what he did was wrong." Seto snapped out but this time found himself pinned under her gaze as she held his eyes with her own.
"Exactly. He knows that what he did was wrong. However, sometimes it is necessary to reinforce the lesson. What would have happened if I hadn't been able to move fast enough to point that gun in another direction? I wouldn't be wounded, but Mokuba might very well be dead. And you, Seto, would be forever beating yourself up because you didn't make sure that he had that lesson learned." Chance's gaze swept back and forth between the two brothers and both could see that her focused rage was lessening with the onset of the pain medications.
"Kassidy, please no matter what. If the situation calls for you to stay out of sight, then stay out of sight. I couldn't stand it if I lost you again." Chance's focus was completely gone as she pleaded almost pitifully with someone named Kassidy to do what she had been talking to Mokuba about.
In her drugged confusion she was misplacing Mokuba with her brother. Both Seto and Mokuba knew this, but the Hospital staff that had just come in to check on her did not know what was going on so they asked the Kaiba's to leave so they could readjust the pain medication. Something that they would have to keep her overnight for, as they thought she was having an abnormal reaction to the meds, not knowing just how sensitive she was to the hallucinogenic effects of the narcotics.
As Seto and Mokuba headed home both were silent for different reasons. Mokuba was silenced by the tone in which her request had been given in and the scolding he had received. It was almost heart breaking to see her in tears like that from a fear of losing someone she loved again.
Seto was silenced as he had never had an employee rip into him as Chance had. There was nothing he could really do about it as she was right on all counts. But there would be a strong letter of warning placed in her file against future actions like the one that had put her in the hospital in the first place. A letter of commendation would also accompany that letter of warning. There was no way around it. Chance went above and beyond the call of duty by taking that bullet. Even if she had done so in the process of doing something completely dangerous and, to most people, insanely stupid.
A couple days passed after Chance had finally been released from the hospital. She had a lot of physical therapy to go through to get full range of motion in her arm again, but she just grit her teeth against the pain and moved through it telling herself that it could have been much much worse.
Listening to the therapists, Chance learned that it would be at least 3 weeks before they would let her go back to full active duty. That meant that she was not allowed back on the shooting range, couldn't do half of her work out in case the stitches that held the bullet hole ripped and was only at half strength while she was looking after Mokuba.
The therapist had seen the look on her face and took into account that she was contracted to guard Mokuba Kaiba and to east the stresses of doing nothing all day told her that she could still watch over the youngster provided she got help should an emergency happen. Chance gratefully agreed to the terms as it allowed her to get back out of the apartment and back into doing what she felt she was supposed to be doing.
Neither Seto nor Mokuba mentioned to Chance her confusion when she had been drugged. Both agreed that it would be for the best if she wasn't reminded of the episode, and if she didn't remember then it was all to the better as it wouldn't give her cause to be hindered in her duties anymore than she already was.
If the Kaiba brothers noticed anything about her recovery, it was that she had become even more vigilant than ever in her guard over Mokuba. She still faded into the background while Mokuba was in his school and after school activities. However both noticed an extreme upswing in her accessing of the public and private records of people and places that were nearby.
Data on several large corporations that were in competition with Kaiba Corp were accessed and an extremely detailed background was done on each. Chance wasn't getting more than three hours of sleep a night because of these exhaustive searches. What Seto didn't know and Mokuba never noticed was that she was using more and more makeup to hide the effects of these long nights and shorted sleeps. She became withdrawn on the weekends, only answering the phone if it was her folks or someone from Kaiba Corp. The school breaks allowed her to fulfill the training part of her contract. If the security members that took her courses thought she was harsh on them, then they had seen only a fraction of how hard she was pushing herself.
As a whole the security team was becoming more efficient and less noticed. Something that Seto was starting to appreciate as it meant that those that came into his central offices wouldn't know who or what to look for. He was surprised however when Tammy asked to take part in Chance's defense courses. The reasoning was sound, but still surprising. The woman had never taken a self-defense class in her life, and with the company quietly going into lock down thanks to Chance's training she wanted to be able to at least be able to handle herself should something manage to get as far as the Executive offices.
Chance on the other hand was pleased to see Tammy show up in one of her classes. So much so that she brought the woman forward and praised her forethought, then used her as the "practice" example. That particular training course was a weeklong seminar and by the time it was over, Chance could only praise Tammy's improvement and encourage her to seek out a professional instructor to continue her education.
Chance on the other hand went home every night exhausted. The acting it took to fool the others into believing that everything was ok and that she felt fine was starting to take it's toll on her. A toll that finally started to extract itself in the form of nightmares.
"Yes, explaining. Starting with how you knew that there was a dagger hidden in that artifact." Seto didn't sit down but he did close the door behind him and proceeded to lean against it.
Chance grimaced, no escaping it now. "I knew about the dagger in the Millennium Rod," She noted the look of surprise and decided to change her course just a little. "Yes, I know what they are. Mokuba taught me about the Millennium Items and their role in the past conflicts you have been in. Even now, as I did then, I have a very hard time wrapping my brain around the idea of magic wands and spirits and games played in another plane of existence."
"When I dropped my berretta to make the block that possibly saved Mokuba's life I didn't have any of my other weapons on me at the time. Thanks to that I went for the only weapon that was with in my reach to stop the thief from chasing after Mokuba." She looked from Mokuba to Seto and then to her arm as it had started aching now that the most recent dose of the pain medications had started to wear down.
"What you did was not a maneuver I would never condone, however I can understand your reasons for acting as you did on most of the actions except one. What the hell possessed you to confront that thief directly?" If Seto could glower any more menacingly he would have found a way to do it. Even he had enough training to know that you did NOT confront a possible thief, or assailant ever. "You could have been killed and where would that have left all of us? Mokuba would be with out a bodyguard, I'd be out an employee, and you'd be dead. Honorably dead, but dead all the same.
"Why did I do it?" Chance repeated the question as she thought it over. "Well I didn't know if there was more than one in the house since the first guy got in. Secondly, I was worried about Mokuba and you. Mokuba would have been next to helpless because of his size and you would have been worse off because you were sleeping. I couldn't let him get to you two, especially since I didn't know what he had been told to do when he went after the Millennium Rod." Pain and concern mixed in her face to produce a look that looked remarkably like she was about to cry. Now that she was able to monitor her own pain she had been allowed a button to administer the pain relievers into her IV line. Tapping it she tried to keep herself calm while she waited for relief to come.
Mokuba looked up at Seto and noticed that there was a look of quiet indecision on his face. When the younger Kaiba looked back at Chance he smiled slightly. "Thanks for looking after me though. I gotta admit I was surprised at how you dealt with that guy when he threatened to kill me."
Chance's eyes narrowed unexpectedly at that reminder of the morning and she looked over at Mokuba. "YOU were not supposed to be anywhere near there. I know that you know better. What possessed you to follow me up to the office in the first place?!" The scolding from an unexpected source caused Mokuba to look up in slight alarm even as Seto also straightened up.
"Hey, back off of him. He knows what he did was wrong." Seto snapped out but this time found himself pinned under her gaze as she held his eyes with her own.
"Exactly. He knows that what he did was wrong. However, sometimes it is necessary to reinforce the lesson. What would have happened if I hadn't been able to move fast enough to point that gun in another direction? I wouldn't be wounded, but Mokuba might very well be dead. And you, Seto, would be forever beating yourself up because you didn't make sure that he had that lesson learned." Chance's gaze swept back and forth between the two brothers and both could see that her focused rage was lessening with the onset of the pain medications.
"Kassidy, please no matter what. If the situation calls for you to stay out of sight, then stay out of sight. I couldn't stand it if I lost you again." Chance's focus was completely gone as she pleaded almost pitifully with someone named Kassidy to do what she had been talking to Mokuba about.
In her drugged confusion she was misplacing Mokuba with her brother. Both Seto and Mokuba knew this, but the Hospital staff that had just come in to check on her did not know what was going on so they asked the Kaiba's to leave so they could readjust the pain medication. Something that they would have to keep her overnight for, as they thought she was having an abnormal reaction to the meds, not knowing just how sensitive she was to the hallucinogenic effects of the narcotics.
As Seto and Mokuba headed home both were silent for different reasons. Mokuba was silenced by the tone in which her request had been given in and the scolding he had received. It was almost heart breaking to see her in tears like that from a fear of losing someone she loved again.
Seto was silenced as he had never had an employee rip into him as Chance had. There was nothing he could really do about it as she was right on all counts. But there would be a strong letter of warning placed in her file against future actions like the one that had put her in the hospital in the first place. A letter of commendation would also accompany that letter of warning. There was no way around it. Chance went above and beyond the call of duty by taking that bullet. Even if she had done so in the process of doing something completely dangerous and, to most people, insanely stupid.
A couple days passed after Chance had finally been released from the hospital. She had a lot of physical therapy to go through to get full range of motion in her arm again, but she just grit her teeth against the pain and moved through it telling herself that it could have been much much worse.
Listening to the therapists, Chance learned that it would be at least 3 weeks before they would let her go back to full active duty. That meant that she was not allowed back on the shooting range, couldn't do half of her work out in case the stitches that held the bullet hole ripped and was only at half strength while she was looking after Mokuba.
The therapist had seen the look on her face and took into account that she was contracted to guard Mokuba Kaiba and to east the stresses of doing nothing all day told her that she could still watch over the youngster provided she got help should an emergency happen. Chance gratefully agreed to the terms as it allowed her to get back out of the apartment and back into doing what she felt she was supposed to be doing.
Neither Seto nor Mokuba mentioned to Chance her confusion when she had been drugged. Both agreed that it would be for the best if she wasn't reminded of the episode, and if she didn't remember then it was all to the better as it wouldn't give her cause to be hindered in her duties anymore than she already was.
If the Kaiba brothers noticed anything about her recovery, it was that she had become even more vigilant than ever in her guard over Mokuba. She still faded into the background while Mokuba was in his school and after school activities. However both noticed an extreme upswing in her accessing of the public and private records of people and places that were nearby.
Data on several large corporations that were in competition with Kaiba Corp were accessed and an extremely detailed background was done on each. Chance wasn't getting more than three hours of sleep a night because of these exhaustive searches. What Seto didn't know and Mokuba never noticed was that she was using more and more makeup to hide the effects of these long nights and shorted sleeps. She became withdrawn on the weekends, only answering the phone if it was her folks or someone from Kaiba Corp. The school breaks allowed her to fulfill the training part of her contract. If the security members that took her courses thought she was harsh on them, then they had seen only a fraction of how hard she was pushing herself.
As a whole the security team was becoming more efficient and less noticed. Something that Seto was starting to appreciate as it meant that those that came into his central offices wouldn't know who or what to look for. He was surprised however when Tammy asked to take part in Chance's defense courses. The reasoning was sound, but still surprising. The woman had never taken a self-defense class in her life, and with the company quietly going into lock down thanks to Chance's training she wanted to be able to at least be able to handle herself should something manage to get as far as the Executive offices.
Chance on the other hand was pleased to see Tammy show up in one of her classes. So much so that she brought the woman forward and praised her forethought, then used her as the "practice" example. That particular training course was a weeklong seminar and by the time it was over, Chance could only praise Tammy's improvement and encourage her to seek out a professional instructor to continue her education.
Chance on the other hand went home every night exhausted. The acting it took to fool the others into believing that everything was ok and that she felt fine was starting to take it's toll on her. A toll that finally started to extract itself in the form of nightmares.