"What? You're a liar", Xephyr was managing to croak out a few words, but there was no power behind them, "that can't be true", but even as the words passed his lips, he knew it was a lie.
Dr. Macnamara sighed, "Denial", she pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose, "but answer me this then. If it's not true, how would I even know it exists? Lest this is just some happy coincidence and this hospital shares a name with a secret military facility and I know exactly who you are from that ID you didn't have on you right?"
Xephyr bit his lip, searching around in his head for something to say until one question emerged to the forefront of his mind, "So does this make me your prisoner?"
The blonde that the doctor referred to as Aqua snickered, "well", she bit her lip quite harshly, hesitated, then continued, "yes and no. You see, I'm rather interested in you", the way she said the word 'interested' was a bit unsettling, "and so while you're not going to suffer punishment like your team, you're mine until I'm through with you."
Xephyr tried to jump forward but was once again restrained by his shackles. Pulling and straining regardless of the pain, he still was weak and made no progress to getting out. He had been through various punishments before, but always for insubordination; minor transgression. They had committed treason; Xephyr couldn't even fathom what they'd do to them.
The rapid bleeps of his heart monitor spiked, his anger causing it to shoot up. Struggling and pulling, it just climbed higher and higher, but as the beeps grew fainter, the dark voice in his head got louder.
That's right. Get angry. Think about what they're doing to them. Think about what they've done to you.
Once that voice was audible, he froze. Taking a deep breath and taking into account his situation, he slowly sat back and noticed that even if he didn't calm his self down, the doctor was already at his IV, ready to administer something to calm him down.
"Wise choice", she said, cold, professionalism in her voice, "now I guess that means I won't have to deliver nearly as much as I was going to into your body", she tapped the syringe, held it needle up and pressed the plunger a bit to make sure all the air was out of it.
"I honestly have no qualms about putting you out for a day or two. It'll make things a lot easier for me", and with a mumble she added, "to study you again that is."
She inserted the syringe into the IV and injected some of the mystery solution into it. It made Xephyr a bit uneasy, but he knew he had no option in the matter. He knew it best to comply for now while he could still think.
"Now", Dr. Macnamara turned towards Aqua, "I think it would be best if you left us for a few moments", her voice sounding more commanding than suggesting.
"But Doc-", Aqua began to protest.
"No. I don't want to hear it. I have to record some data and it's obvious that you intend to be nothing more than an aggravation to him. I can't have you doing that. That much stress on him can do any number of things to his critical condition. Although", she took a moment to pause, then her professional smile was replaced by a rather insidious grin, "future testing will be rather fun I'm sure."
"Fine", Aqua gave in in a rather surprisingly short amount of time, "but if you hurt him before I can I-"
"Oh don't worry", Dr. Macnamara looked down at Xephyr with that same, darkly amused smile, "a doctor's job is to make sure the patient gets better."
Aqua, tired of being cut off and dismissed, stormed out of the room.
That fuckin' bitch I swear if she wasn't my doctor too I'd kill her so slowly...
"Now, X", the doctor picked up her clipboard and started looking around at various medical instruments, writing down this and that from things that Xephyr could not even begin to understand, "I'm actually a little hurt you don't recognize me."
Xephyr watched her a little more intently now. Trying to focus a little harder. She sauntered from graph, to chart, to screen, jotting down information. As much as he tried to recall something, it was all unknown to him; as much as the scratching on her clipboard was.