Fifth

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It had been 3 long days since being captured and Sam's eyes burned from tears as she lay on the cold metallic floor. The room was dark and she was alone. But not for long she knew, he would be back, just like yesterday and the day before that, he always came back. Fifth had tortured her, tortured her until she had collapsed under the strain of it. Sam had always thought she was a strong person, strong enough to withstand anything that came her way but Fifth was more than anything, he was a monster in sheep's clothing, innocent looking, but deadly underneath and no matter how much she had tried there was no place to escape.

Sam swallowed, her mouth was dry and her lips started to crack from dehydration. Since Sam had been brought to this place she hadn't been given food or water. She had begged for it but Fifth had just ignored her and continued to torture her. Sam's body felt weak as her eyes scanned her surroundings then they fell upon the stand in the centre of the room. Sam had contemplated whether to use the weapon that sat upon the stand but had held off, hoping for a rescue, for a sign that help was on the way but every torture session made the gun look more inviting.

Sam wasn't sure what time it was but she knew he would be coming soon. With a shaky hand she managed to help support her weak body as she stood slowly. She had to hold onto the wall as her body shook from lack of food. Then setting a state of mind she moved slowly towards the gun on the stand, one step at a time. She was almost there, two steps away from freedom.

"I see you find your weapon an option after all Samantha Carter" A voice came from right behind her. Sam jumped and spun but with her body weak she lost her footing and fell back against the side of the stand, an arm hitting the gun as she went knocking it flying across the other side of the room until it came to a stop in the far corner. Sam hit the ground with a thud, her side throbbed from the connection with the stand. Sam cursed under her breath and looked up to see Fifth standing over her. Her body continued to shake as she sat up slowly.

"Please, I need food, water, something to eat. I can't stop shaking" Sam pleaded. But Fifth just stared at her then suddenly he raised his hand in the air above her and tipped something onto the floor. It was replicator cubes, a dozen or so, they clattered as they hit the floor.

"There, eat." Fifth moved around the stand and came up behind her. Sam just stared at the blocks.

"I can't eat those." Sam said just as Fifth grabbed her hair and pulled her head back a little too hard. Sam grimaced in pain.

"Then you don't deserve to eat." Fifth held her head back tightly. "Become my queen and I will make the suffering stop"

"Go back to hell" Sam cursed. Fifth released her hair with a shove as he stood.

"I grow tired Samantha Carter, you are weak, you are tired but you won't end your suffering." He said stalking around her. Sam turned her head slightly and saw the weapon on the floor in the far side corner.

"I would rather die than become your queen." Sam swallowed hard, she was tired, tired of fighting.

"I have to say though, you are much stronger than I anticipated, I thought you would have given in by now. But since you haven't killed yourself yet I guess we will begin our session and maybe then you will change your mind and become my queen." Fifth said standing with his back to her. Sam slowly but shakily climbed to her feet.

"Fifth please I beg you, stop what you are doing. You are not like this, I know you are..."

"You know nothing about me!" Fifth fumed as he spun towards her. "How could you! You left me for dead in that time bubble!" Suddenly he grabbed her arm and started to squeeze it hard.

"Fifth, I'm sorry! Fifth please you're hurting me!"

"Not as much as you hurt me" He continued to squeeze and Sam felt like her arm was going to break. "Have you ever felt betrayal Samantha Carter? It hurts so much more than all of this"

"Fifth please! Stop!" Tears ran down her face as he continued the pressure. Suddenly there was a cracking sound and Sam screamed in agony.

"ARGH!!" That's when fifth released his arm. Sam grabbed her arm almost buckling under the pain. Through the tears she saw bruising as her arm hung loosely at the side. "You broke my arm" she breathed as she backed away from him. Fifth just stared at her.

"You have a will power for pain Samantha Carter, you will make a great queen. Now shall we begin again?" She saw him lift his hand in the air and started to walk towards her. Sam was strong but her body was weak, even if there was help on the way, she couldn't put up with the torture, her body ached too much already. He came for her and with all her energy she turned and skidded for the gun, grabbing it with her shaky hand she turned it on herself and took one last look at Fifth before staring down the barrel of the gun. Freedom isn't free, it always cost something. Then Sam's shaky finger pulled the trigger, she felt a pain in the side of her head then everything went black as she collapsed to the floor.

Fifth stopped for a minute, he didn't believe she would do it, then he moved over to her side and knelt down, he noticed she was still breathing. Inspecting the wound on the side of her head, he saw it was just a slight graze. He almost felt sorry for her, she had missed from doing too much damage, her shaky hand had caused the gun to go astray. Fifth gently pushed her hair back and placed a hand on the side of her cold face.

"I'm sorry Samantha Carter, but freedom is no longer an option"

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A/N

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