Trinity groaned, not willing to wake from her slumber. The sedative had rid her momentarily of the memories that haunted every moment of her life now. She wanted to continue taking the sedative to remain in that nothingness state. When she opened her eyes, she noticed two men that she did not recognize. Panic flooded through her. Her eyes widened fearfully. She refrained from her urge to whimper pitifully. New people was not what she needed right now. "Who-who a-are you?" she stuttered.

Mercy stirred unwillingly from the warm cocoon she'd created around herself with Jack's greatcoat. "Wh'time's'it?" She opened one eye and poked her head out from under the coat. She looked around, unfolding herself from around the warm pillow she'd been holding onto the entire time she was asleep. She also realized that the pillow wasn't a pillow, It was Jack's leg. "'Ow's'Trinity?" She slurred "It's about half two in the afternoon. Trinity's just waking." Pearse answered from across the room. Mercy dislodged herself from Jack's leg and sat up. "Mornin' sleeping beauty" Jack drawled. "Shut it Jack." She replied, her clarity coming back as she climbed off the bed. "How's Trinity?" She asked Pearse

"Fine, fine." Pearse was kneeling by the couch, conversing quietly with Trinity.

Trinity was comforted slightly by the fact that Mercy seemed to know these two men. She sat up slowly, blinking at Pearse. She heard him talk to her but her mind did not quite comprehend what he was saying

Mercy made her way slowly into the kitchenette, retrieving a bottle of water from the fridge. She grabbed one for Trinity as an afterthought. Pearse was still knelt by the couch, a comfortable distance from Trinity, who didn't seem to be comprehending anything that was being said.

"Pearse... I gave her Jeras... she's about as comprehensive as a lemon." Mercy handed Trinity the water.

"Oh." Pearse stood, motioning for Mercy to follow. "You gave her a psychic sedative?" He whispered harshly.

"If you could see her mind, you'd thank me for it." Mercy replied evenly.

"Was that strength necessary?"

"Yes."

"Has she eaten?"

"Not since she woke up." Mercy winced subconsciously as Trinity came back to full consciousness. "She's back online, if you want to talk to her."

Pearse looked to Trinity curiously. He wondered what could possibly have happened. He turned back to Mercy. "What exactly happened to her?" he asked in a low whisper.

Trinity stood up and walked over to the kitchen. She stumbled from feeling dizzy. Jack caught her before she could hit her head.

Mercy started towards Trinity when she stumbled. "You don't want to know.." She replied to Pearse. Jack laughed nervously as Trinity righted herself. Pearse grabbed Mercy by the shoulders. "I need to know" Mercy looked him in the eyes. "She was there for three years. with the leeches. You do the math" Mercy tensed. She looked across the room at Trinity and Jack.

Trinity frowned at Jack. She leaned against the countertop, feeling drained.. She looked up at Mercy. "Erm...can you give me some more of that stuff?" she asked, her voice cracking slightly with sadness. She eyed Pearse wearily. There was just something about him that made her feel uncomfortable. Jack too. But Jack was attractive.

Pearse's lips thinned into a fine line. His eyes narrowed at Trinity. Then his eyes went to Mercy as if telling her that they'd talk later about this. He wondered if this girl was carrying the spawn of the damned.

Trinity pinched the bridge of her nose, willing the horrid memories to the back of her mind. She would have to ask Mercy later if there was any way to make the waking nightmare go away. She felt yet another wave of sickness hit her, but she ignored it. Her body shook from the lack of not eating, but she had taught herself since her parents left her to show no physical sign of weakness.

"I'm afraid not for awhile" Mercy said gently. Pearse smiled gently. Trinity looked slightly reassured. Mercy's stomach growled.. "Who's for lunch?" Pearse walked over to the three bags he'd brought and picked one up. he handed it to Mercy. "For the girl" He smiled. Mercy opened it. Inside was various and sundry items one might expect to find in the bag of a 17 year old girl. Strawberry shampoo, razors, a wallet, Lotion, sunglasses, chap stick, a cell-phone and an I-pod. She handed it to Trinity.

Trinity looked down at the items with a slightly shocked expression. She blinked and gazed up at Mercy and Pearse with a small smile. "Erm...thank you," she murmured with a light blush coloring her cheeks. She was eternally grateful for the distraction. "I'll pay you guys back when I can."

"There's no need." Pearse smiled gently. "There's more on the way, but this is the necessities."

Trinity's frowned. She swayed on her feet, but used the counter to steady herself with. "There is no need," she murmured.. She shifted her feet, wondering if she should bring up food when her stomach growled audibly. She blushed a light shade of pink.

Mercy pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed something. Everyone realized she was ordering lunch.

Trinity took the bottle of water that Mercy had gotten her and stumbled back to the couch. She sat down and leaned back with her eyes closed, a pained expression on her face.

Pearse leaned across to Mercy when she was done ordering their lunch. "You tell me what happened to her... now !" he hissed.

Trinity's eyes snapped open. She glared in Pearse's direction. "I don't know exactly who you are...nor do I care that you are a friend of Mercy's," she hissed in a threatening voice. "But what happened to me is none of your concern. What happened, leave it at that before...." She wasn't exactly sure what she would do to him, other than she would seriously hurt him. She went back to her former expression of closing her eyes.

Mercy sighed heavily and motioned for Pearse to follow her outside. they walked for a few meters on the crisp icy snow. "Think Pearse. She's been gone for three years, with them doing god knows what to her! Do you really think you want to know! Look at what it did to me for Christ's sake!" a resounding smack echoed around in the silent snow.

"You didn't have to hit me." Mercy breathed heavily. "Do you feel better?"

"Yes" She hissed through clenched teeth. 'Lets go inside."

*I've been told of some confusion. Mercy smacks Pearse*

Trinity's eyes opened when they walked back in. She frowned at them. She wanted nothing more than to harm Pearse in any way possible. She hardly understood the violent urge. She clenched her jaw tightly. " Why are you here?" she asked Pearse menacingly. Jack watched the exchange with mild interest. He found it amusing that the girl had enough spunk to have that tone of voice with Pearse. He smirked slightly at Mercy.

"I am here because Mercy needed back up." Pearse responded mildly. Mercy motioned for him to stay back. "He's not going to hurt you Trinity."

Trinity snorted rhetorically. "Yea...last time I believed that I ended up having my innocence abused." Her eyes narrowed as her anger began lashing out..

Mercy turned to Pearse. "Go outside." She pointed at the door. Pearse left without question.