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Title: Do You Really Want to Hurt Me?
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thewatchmaker
Claim: Gabriel Gray/Dana Scully - Heroes/XFiles
Theme: Green with Envy
Theme Set: Colors Set 6
Chapter List and Prompt Table
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: I'm pretty sure there's going to be considerable mind f'cking.
Disclaimer: Just borrowing Sylar and Scully. They don't belong to me.
Chapter: 3/7
Green with Envy
She led me into the day room of the hospital. Dr. Scully insisted it wasn’t a jail. But I knew better. The shackles that bound my wrists and ankles told me just how much of a prison it was. I was thankful to be out of the straightjacket though, even happier to be out of my room. She’d made sure I could have a real shower too, with only a few attendants ready to hit me with a taser if I was bad. It felt good to be cleaned, shaved and to have my hair out of my eyes.
“Why don’t we sit by the windows Gabriel?” Scully said, placing her hand on the crook of my arm. If she’d slid it through it would have looked like we were on some bizarre date.
“I’d like that,” I answered her. My eyes kept being drawn from her face to look at the other inmates. Most of them had been drugged into oblivion. I could see the telltale scars of invasive surgery on their skulls as well. A few looked at me with hatred in their eyes, but I’d never seen any of them before. “Are they all like me here?”
“Some, although no one is exactly like you are they Gabriel?” She said with a sad smile.
“I hope not,” I said it before I could stop myself. But it was no secret to Dr. Scully that I liked being special. “I can’t see it. See what makes them special. The chip won’t let me. I used to be able to see it all. Where their brains were different, what made them more than human, but it’s gone now.”
“How do you feel about that Gabriel,” she asked as she sat across from me. “Do you miss it?”
“I won’t lie to you Dr. Scully.” I looked into her face, seeing my reflection in the blue of her eyes. “I miss it. But I am tired of being a prisoner. I want to be free. I might even envy them, because they are out here in the ward without all the guards that you have on me.”
And I had so many guards. Four of them were within earshot of our supposedly private conversation. I always smiled when Scully told me that our chats were confidential. I knew she wouldn’t be gossiping about my revelations, but the guards and orderlies didn’t have an oath that they’d sworn to like she had. I knew they talked about me all the time too, since the chip didn’t seem capable of blocking my enhanced hearing.
“Your rehabilitation is going quite well Gabriel. It really should only be a matter of time before you’ve earned some more freedom.”
“Yes, but I will never be allowed to leave this place.” Glancing out the window, I looked at the potted houseplants and greenhouse lights that they used to pretend that we were on the surface, and not several dozen feet underground. “Although I do have to thank you for not letting them dissect me like some frog.”
She opened her mouth to say they wouldn’t have done that but closed it without saying a word. We both knew what they would do with me if I didn’t tow the Company line. “What would you like to talk about today Gabriel?”
“Why don’t we talk about you doctor? Tell me how you ended up working for the Company instead of the FBI.” The surprised look on her face was priceless. I tapped my ear. “I heard them talk about you long before you came into my room. But I’d rather hear the real story from you.”
Author/Artist:
thewatchmaker Claim: Gabriel Gray/Dana Scully - Heroes/XFiles
Theme: Green with Envy
Theme Set: Colors Set 6
Chapter List and Prompt Table
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: I'm pretty sure there's going to be considerable mind f'cking.
Disclaimer: Just borrowing Sylar and Scully. They don't belong to me.
Chapter: 3/7
Green with Envy
She led me into the day room of the hospital. Dr. Scully insisted it wasn’t a jail. But I knew better. The shackles that bound my wrists and ankles told me just how much of a prison it was. I was thankful to be out of the straightjacket though, even happier to be out of my room. She’d made sure I could have a real shower too, with only a few attendants ready to hit me with a taser if I was bad. It felt good to be cleaned, shaved and to have my hair out of my eyes.
“Why don’t we sit by the windows Gabriel?” Scully said, placing her hand on the crook of my arm. If she’d slid it through it would have looked like we were on some bizarre date.
“I’d like that,” I answered her. My eyes kept being drawn from her face to look at the other inmates. Most of them had been drugged into oblivion. I could see the telltale scars of invasive surgery on their skulls as well. A few looked at me with hatred in their eyes, but I’d never seen any of them before. “Are they all like me here?”
“Some, although no one is exactly like you are they Gabriel?” She said with a sad smile.
“I hope not,” I said it before I could stop myself. But it was no secret to Dr. Scully that I liked being special. “I can’t see it. See what makes them special. The chip won’t let me. I used to be able to see it all. Where their brains were different, what made them more than human, but it’s gone now.”
“How do you feel about that Gabriel,” she asked as she sat across from me. “Do you miss it?”
“I won’t lie to you Dr. Scully.” I looked into her face, seeing my reflection in the blue of her eyes. “I miss it. But I am tired of being a prisoner. I want to be free. I might even envy them, because they are out here in the ward without all the guards that you have on me.”
And I had so many guards. Four of them were within earshot of our supposedly private conversation. I always smiled when Scully told me that our chats were confidential. I knew she wouldn’t be gossiping about my revelations, but the guards and orderlies didn’t have an oath that they’d sworn to like she had. I knew they talked about me all the time too, since the chip didn’t seem capable of blocking my enhanced hearing.
“Your rehabilitation is going quite well Gabriel. It really should only be a matter of time before you’ve earned some more freedom.”
“Yes, but I will never be allowed to leave this place.” Glancing out the window, I looked at the potted houseplants and greenhouse lights that they used to pretend that we were on the surface, and not several dozen feet underground. “Although I do have to thank you for not letting them dissect me like some frog.”
She opened her mouth to say they wouldn’t have done that but closed it without saying a word. We both knew what they would do with me if I didn’t tow the Company line. “What would you like to talk about today Gabriel?”
“Why don’t we talk about you doctor? Tell me how you ended up working for the Company instead of the FBI.” The surprised look on her face was priceless. I tapped my ear. “I heard them talk about you long before you came into my room. But I’d rather hear the real story from you.”
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