Chapter two! Yay! No sex again, but it's coming. There is far more backstory here than I can just type up in manageable chunks. I'm trying to get it written faster, but it's harder than it sounds. This is the stuff of a lot of people's nightmares. Our heroine will get some, no worries, and so will some other people! Please leave a comment and vote :) Thanks!
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He attached himself to her, becoming her bodyguard without a second thought. The other three would do the same when they returned from their duties, but a female in this type of area was an oddity, other than the very few female officers and the nurse. That thought gave him pause. There was supposed to be a nurse on duty twenty-four-seven.
"Deirdre?"
"Yeah?"
"The nurse should still be here, and probably won't know what's going on."
"We'll send someone over for her once we get to dinner. Everyone needs to know what's going on and be able to make some kind of decision about what they want to do."
He mulled the statement over. She had just shot four men, pretty much in cold blood, and now she was getting ready to give out some choices. This was a Deirdre he didn't know, possibly one that she had hoped was gone before he met her. This was someone he could respect, if possible, more than he already respected her. She'd done a lot for him in the past, but she'd driven here after a nuclear and biological attack to save a bunch of inmates.
If he didn't know her better, he'd have thought she was absolutely batshit crazy. From what he understood from her, though, she had logical thought processes. The biggest problem in her near future was going to come from the very small contingent of the Aryan Brotherhood who seemed to get their fingers into every prison in the U.S. The other races would deal with her just fine, although she might have to man up to the Mexicans a bit. After seeing what she'd done already, he wasn't really worried about that too much.
Mostly, Andre worried about the aftereffects of what she was doing. He'd only seen her as a nurse, only known her as someone who cared when no one else did. This was a different side to her Gemini coin, and the one that he didn't really believe existed even after she told him. This was the side, he instinctively knew, that she never let out. The side from the things she'd done in the military that she only ever half-discussed in a hushed tone of voice. He prayed for her then, like he'd never prayed for anyone before. She would have to be strong for them to survive this.
Fortunately enough, Officer Thomas had managed to get the nurse to the dining room as well. Andre smiled, it was clear that there was something going on there, and the young officer was hovering over the nurse. Deirdre took one look at the nurse and sighed. The girl didn't look amazingly competent at the moment. She shot a look at Andre.
"She's not in your league."
"I figured."
