The Rabbit's Den

Lab Rat, Lab Rabbit

Sadie was in an identical room, she was only handcuffed to the bed by one arm. Her head had been cleaned and butterfly stitches held the skin together. She shifted uncomfortably when Dr. Mullens came into the room. "Hello Sadie." She looked nervously at him, "Doc." "Sorry our men banged you around, you should've known not to fight them." "What is to become of me?" She asked, she wasn't going to beat around the bush with him. Grinning at her he said, "You have a couple options, not sure you're going to like any of them." She waited calmly for him to continue.

"I was impressed with the delivery of the twins, guessing it wasn't your first time. Your midwife skills would be much appreciated here, and that is option one. You stay here, under arrest of course working as a midwife to the girls. Two you leave, free. But in order for that to happen you need to tell me where Petra and the twins are; once I have them, you're free to go. Or option three my men put a bullet in your head and you're not my problem anymore." When he was finished he stood waiting for her response.

She would never tell the Doc where the girls where, she'd die first. Realizing that this wasn't a decision that she was going to be given time to think about she replied, "I'll stay and work." He looked disappointed but nodded and walked out of the room.

Trixie was still fastened to her bed when her father, Dr. Gregory Peterson walked in. He wasn't what she remembered, almost like a ghost of a memory. He had aged, twenty years. She had so many questions and wasn't sure if she wanted to ask any of them. He was WOLF, could she believe anything he said anyway? "Are you in pain?" He asked her. She shook her head. "Do you need anything?" "Yeah, I need you to loosen these straps and let me go." He chuckled lowly, "Still tenacious I see."

His comment rubbed her the wrong way, but she didn't have time to respond before Dr. Mullens walked in. Dr. Peterson patted her bed, "I'll come by later to check on you." And just like that he was gone, why was it so easy for him to walk away from her? The Doc stood at the front of her bed, "So we need to run a couple labs on you, and send you down for a scan. See if you have any internal damage." She glared at him, "Oh so you can talk to me like I'm in the room here?" He smiled, "It's not my hospital, it's how they prefer it."

There was a knock on the door, Dr. Mullens opened it and a pretty, chubby brunette walked in with a box of supplies. "Is this a good time to draw the labs?" He smiled gently and nodded, "Yes Ivy it is." She came over to Trixie and started lying out the items she needed. "So Doc, what's the plan this time?" He was writing on the clipboard, "See if you can be impregnated again and go from there." Clenching her teeth she replied, "Hope you have a better delivery system this time." Ivy jabbed the needle into her arm rather roughly. "OUCH!" "Oops missed the vein, I'll have to try again." Ivy sneered.

The comment was made to get under Dr. Mullens skin, and it did, "That's not necessary here Trixie, and I'm not the ideal candidate for samples." "You're not ideal period Doc." The second rough jab. "Fuck! Seriously, is it your first day?" Trixie asked, Ivy just ignored her and drew the blood. "Do you realize where you're at Trixie? How far away from everyone you are? It will take Kaleb a very long time to figure out where you are, and even then, he'll never make it into the city." Her breath caught in her chest, "Yeah, because he's dead asshole." He looked up from his clipboard.

"You can stop lying to me now Trixie." He said sighing. "I'm not lying, they killed him and David, and all the rest. They're fucking gone." Ivy pulled the needle out almost as roughly as she jabbed it in, then walked out. "What's her issue, spending too much time with you?" He turned looking at the closed door, "Probably, that's my wife. She doesn't like you." Trixie was in shock, she never had thought that the Doc actually had a life outside of being a Nazi Scientist. "So you have nothing to run back too, everyone you cared about is gone. Why are you fighting us?" He asked with a fake gentleness to his voice. "Why me Doc?"