Chapter 14, Some One Save Me

Grievous walked fast dragging Charlie behind him, she could barely keep up. Grievous knew that the Jedi were watching, he pulled Charlie up to one of his body guards and pushed her in their uncaring metal clasping hands.

"Take her to her cell. Watch over her carefully. Sun rise will be the time of her execution!" Charlie looked at him in shock.

"You're going to kill me!" she cried.

Obi-wan looked at each other Anakin, then back at Grievous.

Grievous leaned in close to Charlie and whispered something to her they couldn't hear.

"This will all be over before you know it!" he whispered to her, "Take her away!" he told the body guard.

The Magna Heads lead Charlie away.

"I thought he wasn't going to kill her?" asked Anakin.

Obi-wan fingered his beard, "So did I! He must have got what he wanted from her."

"She has three days left before she loses her memory and dies. What are we to do?" asked Anakin.

"We save her from Grievous tonight and give it to her!" said Obi-wan getting to his feet.

Anakin nodded and followed his master.

Charlie stood on her bed with her arms resting on the window seal, and she stared up into the open sky. Grievous came into her cell. He made sure she didn't she the needle he pulled from his belt and held it in his hand. She had to be asleep when the Jedi found her, so she couldn't tell them anything. He cross his hand behind him and walked up to her.

She glanced over her shoulder at him, "You're not going to kill me, you just said that so the Jedi would hear you and come save me"

"What makes you think that?" he asked.

She sat down on the bed, "One you asked me to join you and be your apprentice, two you want my mind, three you said it'll be over for I know it and you don't kill your victims quickly" she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Oh you are smart. But alas not smart enough!" said Grievous as he slid the needle into her arm.

"I knew you were going to do that in order for me to not tell the Jedi your plan!" she said starting to fight of the drug effects.

"Then don't fight the drug my dear!" he replied pulling the needle out of her skin.

"Who said anything about me going to allow you to drug me?" as she moved away from him to the edge of the bed against the wall.

"Who said anything about not forcing you to allow me to drug you."

"Shit!" Charlie moved before he could grab her the first time but not the second. He held on to her and pressed one of her pressure points on her neck. Charlie tried to push away his hands; she slowly started to fall asleep.

"Don't fight me Charlie," said Grievous holding her down on the bed so she couldn't fight him. Charlie whined as her vision started to spin.

"Now, now my dear, don't whine," said Grievous.

"I want my memory back! I swear I won't tell them a thing!" her neck started to ache and the rest of her body began to go numb. She turned her neck in towards his hand so he would lose her pressure point.

Grievous grabbed her hair and turned her head so that he could press it again. Charlie screamed in pain and Grievous covered her mouth, "Shh, just let yourself slip away," he whispered.

Tears weld up in her eyes as she stared into his. He saw what they were saying, 'why… why are you doing this?'

"Because I don't want you to forget and die," he whispered.

Charlie started to get dizzy she gave a jerk of her head to get some relief of the sharp pain. But then Grievous held her head in place.

Charlie screamed behind his hand and continued to cry.

"Don't cry Charlie," he said, "just give in."

Charlie closed her eyes to fight off the drug and her dizziness.

"Don't fight it Charlie," he said.

Once again she felt her stomach turning but she couldn't hold it in this time. She threw up on Grievous and herself, causing him to let go of her.

Charlie cleared her throat of the mess and jumped under the stone bed and backed up to the wall where he couldn't reach her.

"Come out Charlie!" he demanded. Charlie looked away and cried into the wall. "Charlie," he said getting down and looking at her, "Come here!" she cried and hid her face with her hands shaking her head. "Why not Charlie?" he asked cocking his head, but she wouldn't look at him.

Grievous grabbed at her, getting frustrated. His finger tips were about an inch from her. Charlie backed up further against the wall away from him. Her entire backside was flat against the wall. She grabbed her mouth to cover a scream when he slammed the floor because he couldn't reach her.

"COME HERE NOW CHARLIE!" he bellowed.

Her mind was racing, 'what should I do? He is going to hurt me if I go to him and he'll hurt me if I don't.' With the many things rushing through her head and the drug poring through her, her nose began to bleed and her body started twitching.

"Come here!" he reached for her again.

Charlie watched as her vision spun again as her stomach turned again. She wanted to sleep, just as long as there was no pain involved. She grabbed his out stretched hand, "help me!" she cried.

Grievous pulled her out from under the bed, and sat her on it. He stopped her nose from bleeding with his cape, "Time to sleep Charlie," he said pressing her pressure point again.

Charlie grabbed his hand, "I'll go to sleep, just… don't hurt me anymore" she sobbed.

"Very well," he replied letting go of her neck. She rested her head on his chest plate and allowed the drug to take effect. He watched her start to fall asleep. He stroked her hair as her eyes drooped.

She felt her body starting to warm up and relax. She whined from fear, 'what if I'm wrong? What if I never wake up?'

"You'll wake up my dear," Grievous whispered to her. He watched her go limp against him. He laid her on the bed and pulled the cover over her. She closed her eyes, but still it was taking a moment to fully put her asleep. She turned over on to her side away from him. He rubbed her back trying to sooth her and he started to run his hand through her hair as well.

She still felt her stomach twisting, Charlie jumped as she threw up again. Grievous sighed and picked her up so that she wasn't lying in her own vomit.

Because he held her face up she started to choke with some of the vomit still in her mouth. Grievous realized what was going on, he angled her head up so she could spit it out and he rubbed her throat to stop her from gagging. Charlie screamed when her throat cleared.

"What's the matter Charlie?"

It was out of natural fear she couldn't explain why she was scared. If you've ever been real sick and vomited several times, it can scare you a bit. Because sometimes it burns, it tastes bad, and it surprises you because it happens so suddenly.

Grievous rocked her back and forth to try and calm her down. But Charlie tried to push herself away from him still screaming.

He held her closer to him, "Shh Charlie!"

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