White walls SCP x reader

The good the bad and the mad doctor

After we got on the elevator and made it back to the upper levels we walked down multiple hallways making lefts and rights. That's when I see a man  in a plague doctor's uniform chained with a metal collar connected on two iron poles with handcuff on as well, being walked towards me with two armed guards behind him. He also appeared to be very drowsy and moving slowly.

Poor guy must have been drugged. He suddenly stopped and slowly looked at me with tired eyes. He slowly says "hmm another person without the great pestilence, how wonderful that the doctors here at competent enough to prevent its spread." One of the guards behind him pulls out a baton. "Shut up and get moving scp 49!" He nods at me and again says slowly "have a good day my lady."

The guard raises his baton to strike 49 but I'm quicker and I run in between them and grab his arm then I judo throw him to the ground. All the nearby guards point their guns at me and Dr. Gears walks over.

"That is enough d class let him go I intend to reprimand him for attempting to harm the scp." I let the guard go and the guard gets pissed off. "Dr. Gears sir, the scp was being uncooperative and-" Gears held up his hand and face palmed groaning. "you could have just used the platform to keep him moving instead you decided to potentially harm the scp when you had other options, our unofficial motto here is secure contain protect. That as well goes for any and all scp in foundation custody they are not to be harmed or destroyed unless absolutely necessary." Gears quickly pulled out a tablet scrolling through it the light reflecting off his glasses.

"Also I believe this is your third warning you are to be demoted to d class immediately." The guard's eyes widen as he makes a move for his gun on the floor only for me to kick it aside. He's then restrained and hauled off screaming and kicking. Gears ordered another guard to take the old ones place and they continue taking 49 to who knows where. But as he's taken away I could have sworn to hear a slight chuckle coming from 49 as he's escorted away.

The guards continue on with me and I'm brought to a room that looks like it's meant for interrogation, I'm talking full blown torture chamber with a chair and tools for who know what. Then we go through another door and there's a table with two chairs and a big glass window which I assume to be a two way mirror.

I don't know whether I'm relived or bored. Gears sits down across from me and the guards leave the room. He straitens his glasses and clears his throat. "D 30452 a.k.a Mrs. y/n l/n, please tell me about your relationship with scp 76-2 if you may." I slightly raised an eyebrow. "Wow you're the first person here to call me that name, well besides able." He writes what I'm saying down and says "normally we would have an audio recording but I didn't have time to request the equipment." I nod my head in response.

"Well doc simply put me and able are sparring buddies now.... apparently. After I beat him and attempted to flee I was stopped by two guards and able managed to get out from being pinned and then carried me off and brought me to where you found me." He writes down what I said nodding his head. "You mentioned able was trapped for a brief period, which means you had bested him, would you elaborate?" he asked adjusting his glasses. "oh sure doc I had him chase me and I led him to one of those big fancy doors that you hit a button and they open and close so I tripped him and shut it on him by throwing a broken baton at the button."

he gives a nod of acknowledgement and says "one last thing I understand this all started because of an escape attempt followed by the murder of multiple guards and I quote from what I heard of the audio camera's in the hallway is that you were......... bored?" I nod my head tapping my fingers against the chair. 

"Hmm the strange thing is the story you have told scp 76-2 is that you came into foundation custody because you were caught on one of our field missions to retrieve a specimen of scp 939. However in your report it also states you escaped the first time you were arrested and were going to be taken by foundation personal. You were arrested because it was for spreading the ashes of a dead friend of yours off of a tall tower. Both of these stories are conflicting." He began to write but squinted. His pen was out of ink. He put it in his pocket and pulled another one out from his lab coat.