Chapter 5:
*Verena's POV*
Each one of us were separated with a guard. My guard given me a yellow uniform and pushed me into a changing room where Gamora is.
We both look at each other, giving each other respect. Since she and I are the only females within the group, we might as well give respect.
"Ready?" I asked her once I'm fully dressed.
"Yes," she answers.
Rocket notices me first, all dressed as well, and quickly comes over to me.
"You okay Verena? Did anyone touch you?" he asked worried for me.
I smiled softly down to him, touch by his worry for me. "You always are looking out for me," I speak softly.
Rocket blushes a little. "Yea, you know me," he nervously chuckles.
The guards take us to a larger room with the rest of the prisoners. Many glares and threatening are being thrown to Gamora while rather uncomfortable stares of lust shoot towards me. Rocket notices this and Groot. My raccoon glares deadly at the man staring at me while Groot blocks me away from them.
"Like I said," Rocket speaks up, having our attention on him instead of the prisoners, "she's got a rep. A lot of prisoners here, have lost their families to Ronon and his goons. She'll last a day tops," he says about Gamora.
"The guards will protect her, right?" Peter asked, sounding concerned for the green skinned female.
"Doubt it," I rolled my eyes. "They're here to stop from escaping. They don't care what we do to each other inside."
"Whatever nightmares the future holds are dreams compared to what's behind me," Gamora says, ignoring the glares around her.
A large room is our sleeping quarters just like everyone else here. Groot extended his arms to keep us warm from the cold cell. Rocket and I cuddle with each other for warmth, but we blush at the closeness we are to each other.
"Got a plan to get us out of here?" I asked in a whisper.
"Yes I do," Rocket answers whispering. "We will regroup about this plan tomorrow because we need all of the help we have."
"Gamora and I already give each other respect so I know that she can help out," I said.
"True, but keep an eye on her," Rocket firmly tells me.
"Of course Rocket," I smirked. "Also I have noticed a few things among the guards that we can use."
"Good. Now let's get some sleep for the escape tomorrow."
"I am Groot."
I lay against our tree friend while my arms hold onto my handsome raccoon. My lips gently press themselves on top of his head, secretly hoping it will help ease his consent nightmares from his past. Then sleep covers over me.
*Rocket's POV*
Verena gently kisses me on top of my head. A blush warms my furry cheeks. She's the only one who can so this affect on me. I couldn't even imagine my life without her.
When I know that she's asleep, my lips press themselves softly against her cheek, whispering in her ear, "sweet dreams my little lilac flower."
