Woo thank you readers! I'm going to implement a practice that one of my favorite authors (Rabidnar) uses, and reply to all reviews at the beginning of each chapter. Some of you don't sign in and a few don't allow PM's so this I the only way I can do so :)
Anon - I have not seen that 'movie' and find it absolutely hilarious that my story has like the exact same plot. Maybe I should send that industry my writing resume, LOL
Lupus For The Win - Love your posting name btw. But yes Remy will react much differently than how Allison did. Though you won't get to see that until maybe 2 or 3 chapters in the future.
EvaH2Os - Thank you :)
Shananigan - There will be more interaction from both of them in the next chapter, but below there is a little bit. Taking it slow so it's more believable.
91FanFicLover63 - Yes, I shall explain the end. Just read below! And how is this for a fast update ;)
Amazon Life - So I replied to you in PM but shall make some notes here as well for others to read. Allison is being treated according to her tolerance for the things being done to her. Remy will be treated in the same fashion, or at least to some degree. And yes it'll be explained potentially in the next chapter when we see the training starting. The Tiger does have a special meaning and that'll be next chapter too. Cameron got the question all right. Read below :)
Thanks for the updates guys! Would love even more from you readers. Now how can you resist knowing I'll respond to you and give you all sneak peeks or spoilers. Mwah!
Onto the story!
*****
Dell cocked her head to the side before responding. "How many times did you cum?"
Allison opened her mouth and then closed it and then opened it again. Her eyes had widened and her face gone from pale to red in a matter of seconds. "What? How?" Her voice was still raspy and cracked and now laced with shame and an amount of fear. How could this woman have known? How could her own body have betrayed her?!
Dell ran her hand down the woman's untouched shoulder again and unintentionally began picking up some of the slick sweat that had coated Allison's skin. "It's nothing to be ashamed about love." She knew her words weren't going to reassure her, but they were all she could offer. "You're not the only girl here who gets pleasure out of pain."
The blonde pulled her cheek from the sweaty vinyl and rested her forehead on it instead. She still had tears streaming down her cheeks and over her bloody and swollen lip. "I don't want to. I don't want to be here. Why am I here?" She began to cry vocally now, mumbling her words against her sobs. "I want to go home."
"I know hun, but you can't. None of us can." The Australian opened her mouth to speak again but the door swung open and the big man entered. She sighed and ran her hand up the back of Allison's neck and around to her cheek to wipe some of the tears away. "You'll be okay. Just block everything out if you have to. You need to heal more than anything else."
Allison sniffled and pushed herself from the chair so she was now upright, her legs still around the back though. Her head was beginning to swim as her exhaustion and pain and terror all caught up to her at once. Before she could yank herself completely off the chair and risk upsetting the healing tattoo on her back, the big man was by her side and hoisting her like a child into his arms.
"Be gentle with her Anton." Dell tried, though knew the man didn't answer to her. He simply placed the naked and nearly faint woman on his hip like before and turned and headed out the door towards the bunkers.
*****
The exhaustion she had felt earlier had returned with a vengeance the moment she'd been shown her corner of the vast bedroom. She wasn't sure what part of the place was reminiscent of a bunker, but she honestly didn't care. She'd call it whatever they wanted her too as long as she was allowed to sleep in it.
The queen mattress sat on a raised platform, which painfully resembled her own bed back in her loft in New Jersey. There were four pillows leaning against a plush headboard, their cases a royal blue silk which matched the gigantic comforter. The sheets looked to be some jersey knit and were a few shades lighter than the rest of the bedding.
Truthfully, she wouldn't have cared if her bed had been a rickety old cot, as long as she was allowed to sleep. "This is mine?" She double checked with Cory, who was settling herself into the bed a few feet next to hers. Her 'partner', Jamie was already under the covers and playing with the pillows until she arranged them to her liking.
"Well, it's yours and your partners." Cory corrected, but nodded that the brunette shouldn't hesitate to just get in and sleep. She herself was now moving under the covers and taking her red headed partner into her arms.
Remy bit her lip but wasted no more time and pulled back the blankets and fell into the welcoming comfort of the bed. The lights hadn't even been turned out before she was fast asleep.
*****
She wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep before a hushed murmur in the room woke her up. Groggily she rolled onto her side so she could squint in the darkness to see what everyone was whispering about. There was the figure of a large man walking between the two sections of beds that lined the walls. He seemed to be aiming in her direction and on instinct she balled her fists around the blankets and scooted to the far end of the bed.
When he was no more than a few feet away, she realized there was a figure held in his arms. She couldn't make out her features but knew it had to be Allison. "Oh god, what did you do to her?!" She didn't hesitate to raise her voice as fear overtook her. Why was her friend in this mans arms again? Why wasn't she moving?
The man ignored her and with the hand not wrapped under Allison's rear, he pulled at the blankets until they were no longer covering half of the bed. Remy took the excess fabric and wrapped it tighter around herself as she watched her friend and colleague being placed gently on her stomach onto the mattress.
"Allison?" There was enough light now for her to see the state which the blonde was in. "Baby…" She didn't realize the term of endearment until the woman's green eyes blinked open and looked up towards her blue ones. Although she caught herself, it didn't seem that Allison minded the comfort.
A few moments passed before there was another figure hovering over the bed. Remy looked up to see that the large man was gone, and was now replaced by Cory, the girl holding a pair of loose cotton shorts in her hands. "Help me put these on her; she'll be more comfortable." The older woman whispered sympathetically as she studied the large bandage covering more than half of the blonde's back.
Remy hesitated a moment before allowing the blankets to slide off her shoulders and land in a pile by the pillows. She crawled to the foot of the bed where she was first to notice that her friends feet were bandaged as well. "She said they dragged her through the woods." The brunette explained softly at Cory's inquisitive look.
"I'll be careful." Cory responded. First she knelt down at the head of the mattress and helped Allison lift her head and turn so her cheek was pressed in a way that she could see in this new direction. "Hey… My name is Cory. I'm not going to hurt you." Her voice was soft, yet easily heard over the current hush of occupants in the room.
Allison wasn't quite sure what was going on. The last thing she remembered was being in the makeshift medical room while the large dark man tattooed her. She didn't remember him finishing, or how she had come to be on this mattress. She recognized Remy's voice immediately and a sense of relief washed over her entire body. Not that she could show it other than how her body relaxed ever so slightly on the sheets.
Cory watched the new girl's face for a few seconds, trying to discern whether she was okay with her presence or simply in a state of half consciousness. "Remy." She held the shorts out towards the brunette who was still situated at the foot of the bed. "Maybe you should do it."
The youngest of the three took the garment in her hands and slowly threaded her friends tender feet through the leg holes. She then began to lift the fabric upwards until the wait of Allison's midsection made it impossible to go any further. Cory caught Remy's eye and placed her hands gently on both sides of Allison's hips and lifted her ever so lightly off the mattress, giving Remy just enough time to pull the shorts completely up.
"Thanks." Remy whispered as she crawled back up towards the head of the bed. Allison was now looking away from her so she cooed reassuringly and placed her hand on the girl's neck and worked her fingers into her hair, pulling the bun completely loose. She took the ends of her blonde hair and brought the locks across her neck and onto the mattress so they didn't fan out over her back. "What did they do to her?" She whispered as she looked back up at Cory.
The woman bit her lip and sighed as she briefly made eye contact with Remy, then looked back down at Allison's partially awake face. "They gave her her mark." She said, running her hand a few inches over the top of the large bandage. "A tattoo." She bit her lip and shifted so she was off her knees and crouching instead.
"What do you mean a mark?" Remy asked quietly as she watched the slow rise and fall of her friends back. The girl hadn't made a sound, so she was hoping it meant she'd fallen asleep and not passed out. "Like some sort of gang tattoo?"
Cory raised her brows at the comparison and shook her head. "No, these are personalized to the individual. I'd show you mine but it's too dark you wouldn't be able to see it well." She now began to pull herself upwards, using the edge of the bed for balance as she straightened her legs and back out. "Let's not overwhelm her okay?" She moved down the bed and pulled the blankets so they could be brought up over the girl and laid gently over her back and shoulders.
Remy nodded and scooted herself downward so she could get under the covers as well. Before Cory could turn around, "Thank you." The woman smiled for a brief moment before turning and heading back to her own bed where Jamie was silently and patiently waiting for her.
With some difficulty, Allison lifted her head so she was now able to face the other direction. She was borderline delirious at this point, but all the energy she had left inside her she wanted to use to see her friend. "Hi…" She whispered, though her voice was so soft Remy wasn't sure she'd spoken at all.
Pulling herself as close as she could without laying on top of her friend, Remy rested her forehead against Allison's and draped a very careful arm over the girl's waist. "Hi." She whispered back, not sure what else to say. The two lay like that for a few moments before exhaustion took them both and they drifted off into sleep.
Authors Note: Short I suppose, but I didn't want to throw Allison back in with the others in tip top shape or anything. Next chapter will be more interaction between the two and some more information about the upcoming 'training' they'll both be partaking in. Review's welcomed!!! Also, perhaps not in this next chapter but the one after, we'll see what's going on back at PPTH and how Cuddy is going to not quite so intelligently get herself involved.