Ok, so here is the second installment! For those of you who don't know, this is not a continuation of the first chapter. These are five separate fics tied together by the title. However, if there is one which you would like to be developed into a whole story, leave me a message/review, and I will see what I can do!
Hmm...I'm not sure how well I write this genre...well, here goes nothing!!
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Elizabeth was surprised that she could even walk after three days of captivity in a cold, dark cell, without food or water. However, the guards on either side of her were half dragging her down the corridor, and she supposed that if they should let go, she would fall to the ground in an ungraceful heap, to move no more for a long time. She couldn't help but stumble as she was forcefully pushed into the interrogation room. She had been in this place before, and as she gazed at the man standing beside the metal chair, she felt her heart sink lower in her chest.
'Tie her up,' he snapped to her guards. She felt the metal hit the back of her legs, and she sank slowly onto the seat. Thick ropes were knotted around her ankles, and her arms were quickly tied behind her back. The man walked up to her at a deliberately controlled pace. He pushed his squashed, unshaven face closer to hers, and smiled knowingly.
'Hello, Doctor Weir,' he purred. She kept her mouth tightly closed, just as he had expected. 'Still being uncooperative? We have remedies for that, you know. Throll here has been rather…gentle…on you so far. I would hate to have to order him to be a bit more, how should I say…persuasive?'
She kept quiet, and tried to concentrate on the heavy beats of her heart rather than his sneering voice.
'Let's try this again, shall we?' he continued. 'Where is the location to the Ancestral City, Doctor Weir?'
'Go to hell,' she snapped back, showing defiance that would have made John proud. Then she shut her eyes, anticipating the blow before it happened. She felt the sharp sting to her cheek, and couldn't help but gasp in shock and pain, eliciting a smile from her captor.
'You know, Doctor Weir, I do really have all the time in the world. I'm a patient man.' He lent down and rested his arm against her shoulder. 'How long do you think you'll last without food or water, hmm?'
His tone had taken on a conversational air, which strengthened her resolve.
'You won't kill me,' she replied, sounding far more confident than she felt. 'You need me.'
'Oh, I highly doubt that,' he smiled. 'I know that your friends will come looking for you soon enough. When they do, I can merely take a few more captives, and start all over again. Not difficult to do, surprisingly.'
He felt that their time had come to an end. Nodding to the guards, she was untied. Standing up slowly, Elizabeth made a split decision. As one of the guards reached for her arm, she snatched his gun from its holster and backed away, aiming the weapon out in front of her.
'Don't touch me,' she said roughly. She could feel her knees shaking, and hoped that her weakness wouldn't show. She had never expected to use a gun, but desperate times seemed to call for desperate measures.
'Now now, Elizabeth,' he said with a slight hint of urgency in his voice. 'You aren't really going to shoot us, are you? You don't have the nerve…'
The alarm activated suddenly. She hadn't even noticed him reaching for it. She saw the guards reaching for their guns, and she pulled the trigger.
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A noise from doorway made her spin around.
'Elizabe…?'
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The newcomer stared at her in shock.
'John?' she whispered as he sunk to the ground. 'No…'
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