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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 13, 2011 4:08:52 GMT
"The couch", Rath answered.
"Who?" the doctor said raising his arm the the syringe. "Me or your husband?"
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 13, 2011 4:09:51 GMT
"Alright," Rebecca said. "Make yourself at home!"
Jenna glared at him.
"You know, the part about locking me up somewhere?"
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 13, 2011 4:13:27 GMT
"I will if you try to kill yourself again", the doctor said.
He brought the syringe down on Barbossa's chest stabbing him. He pushed down on it releasing the medicine.
Barbossa stopped gasping for air. He stopped moving.
"Don't worry", the doctor said. "The medicine just put him to sleep.'
"Thank you", Rath said.
He laid down on the couch.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 13, 2011 4:17:50 GMT
"Put him to sleep? For how long? Are you going to stay here?"
Jenna fidgeted nervously. The doctor made her nervous.
Rebecca sat on the bed and pretended not to be looking at Rath.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 13, 2011 4:21:15 GMT
"Believe it or not", the doctor said. "I have other people to take care of."
He packed up his stuff and left.
"I don't know when he'll wake up. I never recorded how long the medicine wears off."
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 13, 2011 4:22:04 GMT
Jenna frowned.
"What if he doesn't wake up?"
She started panicking and grabbed Barbossa's hand tightly.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 13, 2011 4:24:28 GMT
"If he doesn't, then you can send me to jail", the doctor said.
He got up and left.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 13, 2011 4:27:00 GMT
Jenna looked at the doctor in annoyance. She waited for Barbossa to wake up. Waited some more. And finally grabbed his hand and asked, "Hector? Are you alive?"
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 13, 2011 4:29:45 GMT
Barbossa stirred a bit but continued to sleep. He wrapped his fingers around Jenna's/
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 13, 2011 4:32:58 GMT
Jenna frowned. She couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Barbossa like this was torture. Jenna grabbed the knife sitting on the floor and sat up. She started slicing through all the veins in her left hand and then all the veins in the right. Jenna knew it was a slow way to die. After all, it takes a while for all the blood to leak out of you. She didn't care though. She wanted a taste of what Barbossa was going through as she died.
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