Angelus untied me from the table and carried me into another room there, there was a metal chair he put me in and tied me up. He put plastic or latex tubes in my teeth, into which then everything that would come out of my teeth would drain, the tubes leading into bags. At the same time, he put a cannula in my carotid artery and started collecting my blood into bags.

Brilliant. He went behind me and tied my head tightly to the back of the chair. I felt him slice my scalp and lift it aside. Drilling or sawing open the skull hurt a lot. He calmly lifted my scalp, hair, and all, onto the table. Then he started stimulating different parts of my brain.

I smelled and tasted strange things, my limbs now twitched, I felt the heat coming on, then I felt my teeth start to leak. Angelus was in my brain for a while and my teeth were just leaking I don't know what but different substances. Angelus lifted and put my cap in place and let it heal. He walked in front of me.

" Now you have 4 electrodes in your brain with an electric current, your teeth are draining, I will be studying here over the next few days how to stimulate you to make different substances. I will do a lot of other things to you. Believe me. "

Angelus played with the electric current in my brain. I soon realized how consuming some of the substances were to prepare, I was exhausted. He didn't drug or medicate me because he wanted to play. He brushed my skin with silver, wolfsbane, and vervain, he injected me with various substances. Torture.

Electricity was one of his favorite toys. He showed me how Damon regularly goes to this club to fuck women. And sometimes he'd bring Charles and Adam there, too. And Bran. Men are men and they fucked. We're supernaturals or whatever, we have our own moral codes.

We don't do what humans do. No matter what I tried to convince myself it hurt. Because in all honesty, I had believed that Adam and Charles were different than Damon or Bran. Not that Charles and I had only just started a relationship, but the way he behaved at the clubs I wasn't at all sure I wanted to get into a relationship with someone like that, and Adam, sure he'd had little pussies but all the men at this club were incredibly rough on the women, even Adam. Angelus tortured me.

He tortured me, kicked me, beat me, punched me. Tried different herbs, and ripped out my tongue. He'd gouge out my eyes or puncture them. I could feel myself losing weight, my fitness, and the satanic heat he was stimulating was coming on. I was already in a pre-heat.

But he had also stimulated my rage to the surface and I let it slowly come to the surface, looking for a good time. When Angelus at one point again tortured my muscles with some satanic drug and after that, he would always move me to the herb bath, which hurt so satanically, I was ready and I blasted my rage out, broke Angelus' neck, snapped out and went to find some refuge.

All I had on was one of Angelus' t-shirts, which I had grabbed while I was running away, so I wasn't completely naked. I was ragged, tortured, in preheat, out of my mind with rage, when a man came up and said " Hey aren't you Mimi, from Bran's pack? Come on in. I'm the local alpha, George Hudson, do you know where you are?"

I followed the man in and said "Delaware. Yes, I'm Bran, or actually, Adam is my alpha." The man led me over to the couch to sit down and got me a cup of coffee. " Drink your coffee and I'll call Bran and we'll see what we can do." I was a mess and didn't even think about the fact that I was in nothing but a t-shirt moving around in public at about the time of heat.

It had only been a month before this event that I had discovered that the earlier silver clips Damon had installed had fallen off and I had a uterus. I had been to Samuel's clinic in between gigs and he had confirmed it. Samuel said it had been small but he had had to tell Bran.

Bran has an obsession with heat and lots of heat guidelines and also rules. I am not allowed to go out if I have even the slightest sign of heat until Damon or Samuel gives permission. Ever. And this was an absolute. Bran said that if he ever finds out that I break this rule then the punishment will not be nice or even short, because at that point it will be clear that I don't want to obey the rules. And some rules you just have to obey.

I was drinking my coffee slowly and a woman came up to me and jabbed me in the arm. She looked at me and said "I'm sorry, that's a strong sedative, you'll feel the effect quite soon. Then we will deliver to your bran. He is not very happy with you at the moment."

I tried to make sense of it all and then I realized the whole heat thing. Well, I should explain that this was an anomaly and my story does confirm the electrodes in my brain and my general poor condition. Because of my poor condition, the drug started to take effect frighteningly suddenly and strongly and I soon realized I was in no condition to explain anything. The men carried me to the car and drove to our house.

Bran called Damon into his study. Damon arrived and Bran motioned him to sit down. Bran laced his fingers together and looked at Damon appraisingly as if wondering if this was going somewhere. He had now taken Damon to the club and talked to him about Mimi for quite a while and found that Damon was exactly where he needed to be. Samuel and Adam weren't in the house and wouldn't know anything about this, but he'd put one little bitch in her place and let Damon start first.

After a moment he relaxed. "Damon, Mimi's been at it again and now she's broken the heat rule. The local alpha just called to pick up Mimi while the lady was running around with nothing but a tee shirt on in a state of approximate heat outside. Now I don't want any explanations, none at all. We have explained it to her over and over again and it just doesn't seem to sink in. Now it's time for action. The warning has already gone. First question: can you get Mimi to pause her heat for 6-8 weeks?"

Damon thought for a moment and had an emotionless cold appraising look on his face, "Yes I can, why?" Bran nodded "Good, Mimi is coming over here, sedated. You'll put that heat on pause first. Then jelling for 4-6 weeks with symptoms. I'll tell you what the symptoms are. You two go to the other house and you have Damon that 4-6 weeks to teach the lady the rules. Always. No exceptions. After that or when you notice the heat is starting to activate again, you let me know and I will tell you which house to deliver Mimi to. And then you're out of here. You don't get involved. You see bad cop, good cop. You be the bad cop and I'll be the good cop. I'm trying to get Mimi to trust me and want to do what I say. Okay?" Damon nodded. The volcano was ready. This was going to be perfect. Oh, what a wonderful shed session in the house, and with permission to boot.

Bran continued "Now the symptoms. Malaria. Crohn's disease. Rheumatism. Copd, coronary heart disease, leukemia. Is it clear? Mimi will be here any minute, you go to medbay and get everything ready. I will then bring Mimi in for gelling and symptom placement. We won't tell you what the symptoms are and you will put Mimi already under deep sedation or even anesthesia so she wakes up with her symptoms, gelled up and you can start training. It's up to you to decide how sedated you want to keep Mimi but stay in the house. This is a punishment, not a formal shed session. Is that clear?"

Damon nodded. perfect. He got up and walked to the medbay to get everything ready. He already knew directly where to take Mimi. He had a few sheds actually attached to the houses. They had been secret passages, escape routes during the war, and it had been good over the years to equip a few sheds in them. They would technically be in the house. Damon just chuckled to himself that if Mimi's heat goes on then after the treatment, Mimi will be in pretty interesting shape for the heat treatment but Bran probably won't care.

The men carried me into Bran's office and put me in a chair and left. Bran came in front of me and coldly said "Your heat go on a break now for 4-6 weeks. Jelling and Damon will now have the honor of teaching you that this rule will not be broken. And little girl, remember what I promised then what would happen if you defied me? That, it's on after your sweet husband has knocked some sense into you. Damon won't save you, and neither will Adam or Charles, or Samuel. I'm not gonna listen to any explanations. Not one. Now we're going to Medbay, where Damon will gel you and then take you to train. " I thought as I started to explain, Yeah, oh, good fucking. This is going to knock me up and then wait for me to miscarry and do it again.

Bran helped me stand up and directed me to the medbay. Wet dog. Oh fuck I'm fucked. Damon took me by the arm and made me sit on the bed first, took a syringe from the table, and stuck it in my arm.

Then he helped get the tee shirt off me and put me on my back and tied me to the bed. He pulled the jelly tank closer and made an incision in my upper abdomen. He slid the tube deep into my abdominal cavity and then put the valve open. He rubbed it as the jelly flowed out.

The injection he injected again began to cloud my head even more. The massaging began to absorb the jelly and he always checked my eyes to see how sedated I was. Then he let the jelly drain and cannulated my central line and put a drip bag in there to drain.

Damon kept explaining what he was doing, sometimes to Bran, sometimes to himself, and sometimes to me. "That bag, those are symptoms. Six different ones, but we won't tell you what. When you're gelled up enough. We're going to Oregon to drive. The jelly will keep you completely incapacitated for the entire drive. And I've got an arsenal of drugs. Then in Oregon, we'll start intensive training. On how to follow the rules. Let's see how good a teacher I actually am. "

He looked with a look like a piece of meat. I couldn't get a word in edgewise, the medicine made everything so awkward and I finally saw that my stomach was clearly bloated to the ribs from all the jelly and was feeling very full. Damon was now gelling the base of my skin and really jamming the jelly onto my ribs so Bran wouldn't notice how exposed they actually were.

Then he helped me to sit up and put on my wrap dress and shoes. Bran grabbed my arm and started to walk me to the car while Damon carried three sports bags and put them in the trunk. They helped me into the back seat with seat belts and Damon put a blanket over my stomach so the heat would start to soak up the jelly. I knew I wasn't going to be conscious much longer. All I could see through the car window was Bran walking back inside without once looking back.