Ā A blow to the back of the head was enough to send the brunette towards the floor, and had there not been someone waiting to catch her, she wouldāve hit the ground face first. She woke ten minutes later, a sharp gasp tearing from her body as she was drenched with freezing water, struggling to remember how to breathe as she glared and shook the hair from her face. The smug look on the face of a man nearly twice her age hinted that this would notĀ be a pleasant day at the spa. Futz.
Ā Sheād lasted nearly two hours before they managed to tear a scream from her lips, something that seemed to surprise the smug Bastard that was observing. It was at this point that he pressed a needle to her arm, injecting her with something she doubted would do her any good. Her thoughts grew hazy, earning him a glare and a slew of less than favorable names.
Ā Ā āNow, Miss Bishop Iām going to ask you a few questions, and honesty would be in your best interest.ā His voice irritated her, and she let him know as much. Every question he asked was met with a sarcastic comment, each sarcastic comment was met with some form of pain or another, and by the time he seemed to give up Kate was nearly unconscious. She couldnāt quite make out what he said to the brutish agent that untied her and slung her over his shoulder, but judging by the fact that she didnāt recognize the halls he took her down, she was able to guess thatĀ ātake her backā was not included in the Bastardās instructions.Ā
Ā Her suspicions were confirmed as he slammed her down onto a gurney, knocking the wind from her lungs and strapping her down. The large man was replaced by people that lookedĀ like doctors, but Kate had a feeling they hadnāt exactly taken any sort of Hippocratic oath. The next several hours were a blur, vague images of the Bastard and occasional voices, someone begging for them - whoeverĀ āthemā was - to stop, something warm rolling down her face. None of it quite felt real, and she was almost able to distance herself completely, until a familiar pair of eyes and blond hair swam into view, a face set in a stern sort of disappointment. The sheer horror that tor through her was enough to pull her back to clarity, the brunette jerked away as the other reached out to brush the hair from her face, earning her a sigh.Ā āDo what you must, Zemo, just make sure sheās still presentable when youāre done.ā
Ā Ā The only reply she caught was the return of the smug look as the Bastard looked down at her. If When she made it out of this, Kate would seriously be considering a name change. She hadnāt thought of her father as a good man in years, but sheād never considered just how much darkness he was hiding behind that charm he seemed to radiate.Ā
Ā By the time they dragged her back to her cell, she was silent. A hard, cold look lingered in her eyes, the only outward sign that she hadnāt given up completely as she curled on the floor where they left her.
