Farah hadn't moved for the last two hours. She just laid there, made herself as small as possible to keep herself warm, carefully rubbing her wrists from time to time. She didn't even close her blouse. Silva did move. He got up less than 30 minutes after Andreas had left them and strolled through his room. Andreas presumed that he was looking for a way to get escape, or just get to his fairy. He was thinking about wether he should give them some food and water. To be fair, they haven't eaten or drunk anything since he'd kidnapped them. He left the monitoring room, went into the kitchen and prepared two trays with some bread and a glass of water. He then took both and brought them to the two cells. The doors had an openable slit on the floor, where he slid the two trays through into each room and went back into the monitoring room, to check if the two would eat and drink.
It took them nearly an hour, but eventually both had cleared their trays. Although Farah didn't want to eat at first. Andreas heard Saul saying things like "Farah, please, you have to eat.", "You have to survive this.", and"Please, Farah, just do it for me" through the CCTV's. It seemed like Farah was too scared to move. She didn't even talk to her specialist or answered him, she just shook her head over and over again. She only finally gave in after Saul desperately begged her to, but still she only reluctantly ate. Andreas was relieved as he saw that. Primarily, because he wanted her to regain strength, just to be able to get back to being the feisty and strong fairy he knew. He wanted her to fight against him in that room. He wanted Silva to see how strong his fairy was. And he wanted Silva to see her losing the fight against him, just to be able to better enjoy her body being his.
His desire to do all the things he thought of at the exact moment grew exponential. He leaned against the table and let out a huge sigh. He didn't know how long he would be able to hold himself back. He had wished for that opportunity for what seemed like forever. Ever since Rosalind had cared for him and he had raised Beatrix, Andreas had patiently waited for the day he could finally get revenge on Saul Silva and Farah Dowling. He made thousands of plans, looked for nice ways to have fun with them. He always watched them from afar and collected information he got from Beatrix to be perfectly prepared for when it actually happened.
Eventually, it was the next morning and Andreas once again watched the couple through the CCTV. They were holding themselves through the bars again, both leaning their foreheads against them as if they weren't there. He hated seeing the two of them being able to calm themselves, reassure and take care and of the other even in that situation. To his most displeasure, Farah had also closed her blouse again. He got extremely jealous. Andreas's inside started to rage on fire. It wouldn't take much more thinking until he would just storm into Silva's cell and beat him to death. He decided to first take a quick shower and eat, and afterwards go and train on his new, human punching bag. After all, Saul had to be kept week, otherwise he would have been able to defeat Andreas some day.
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Oh Sweet Revenge
FanfictionRosalind is dead. But Andreas lived and he was going to take some sweet old revenge on who he thought were his friends and family. But seeing his old partner taking his son away from him, letting him die while fighting Rosalind and seeing that same...
