Go Directly to Jail {Claudio}

[Claudio Vinccino]

Chris woke up with a cry of pain, and looked around. He was in one of the cells, in the basement. The kind that were cold and damp. He realized he didn't have a shirt on, and he began to shiver uncontrollably. He tried to sit up, and almost screamed, as pain exploded from his upper chest and stomach. All the memories came flooding back to him and only one thought was in his head. "Sarge." He said, looking around on what he thought would be a vain attempt to locate her. Instead he saw her almost instantly, lying on the floor. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to stand up, and he then moved over to her. Crouching next to her, he was feeling for a pulse when she moved. "Sarge?" He said, softly, "You awake there?" His bare upper body was heavily bandaged, and he was shivering again. "What happened?"

[Rainea Cross]

"I sold my soul." She put her and on the back of her head, pulling it infront of her face and saw blood there. Her hand went back to her head and she sighed laying there. "You should have left me, now I don't have anything to stand on.." She still saw double when she opened her eyes.

Rainea's eyes turned towards Chris. She looked him over, at least he was still alive. She slowly moved pushing her self up. The cell seemed to get getting colder, than again, she wasn't exactly wearing a shirt either. "You alright?"

[Claudio Vinccino]

Chris merely gave a noncommittal jerk of the head, and took a hold of her under her arms. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he did his best to get her on her feet. "Come on sarge." He said, involuntary tears of pain rolling down his face as he helped her stumble to a bunk, where he made her sit down. "What the hell happened?" He asked, again, the images cloudy and hard to remember. "All i remember is getting stabbed by someone, i don't know who.... then there was a gunshot." He touched his chest and winced. "Who did you sell your soul to?" He asked jokingly, trying to break the tension. He laughed a little, and was immediately doubled over in pain. He slumped against the wall and slid down it, "Don't tell me any jokes okay?" He said, pitifully, "It hurts so bat to ruttin laugh." He gave her a half hearted smile.

"Well, How cute." Said Claudio, stepping out from behind the doorway to the cell block. "Sarge, what happened?" He mocked chris' voice. "I can tell you what happened, she stabbed you in the guts, and then she gave away both your freedom for your life." He smiled as Chris looked back at Rain, a confused expression on his face. "Yes that is right," He spat, "The lying B***H got you both locked up in here for a very long time. I hope you have lots of war stories to tell." He leaned up against the bars, smiling wickedly.

[Rainea Cross]

"I..." She was about to answer Chris when Leo appeared. She looked over to him and tried not to glare. "I did stab you Chris... He shot you.... This is on me.." She walks over to the bars and looked up at Leo. "Can you get us a blanket please.." She watched him and when he didn't move away right away she leaned in and kissed him, she knew it was a risk, and she knew he was still angry with her, however, she didn't know what else to do, he wasn't going to help her unless she gave something up. The only thing she had to trade, was herself.

[Claudio Vinccino]

Claudio laughed when she tried to apologize, and smiled when she got close to him. "What do you want, you lying..." He was cut off by her kiss. He stood for a moment, his mind transported back to the blissful days they had spent together, but all at once he was in the present again. He pulled his head back, "Nice try, darling." He said, and drove the heavy end of his cane into her stomach. Then he snapped his finger, and one of the guards came running. "Get me a blanket." He said, and within moments he was tossing the blanket on the floor in the cell.

Chris saw Rain go down, and he pulled himself to his feet. "Hey," He said, in as much of a voice as he could manage, "You may not like us, but show the lady some respect okay?" He took a step forward, and helped move the sergeant away from the bars, grabbing the blanket, and tossing it over her. The he moved close to Claudio, "I don't have a clue what you are playing at, but you should know..... they know now, they know about you."

[Rainea Cross]

Rainea held her stomach for a moment then reached out grabbing Chris, she pulled him away from the bars. "There is no need to bait him." She looked up at Claudio. It took her a moment before she could stand. She walked back to the bars and looked into his eyes. "Old habits die hard, you always said one day you would break a woman like me... Is this how you plan to do that?" She looked back up into his eyes, if Chris kept this up, she would lose any and all footing with Claudio.

"Listen we are both stuck here, slap one of those bracelets on me, let's go talk..." She studied his eyes, she was hoping he would listen, she might beable to trade to get Chris out of here, but, it was only a maybe.

[Claudio Vinccino]

Claudio laughed a rich laugh. "And have you try to run off with some other worker? No i don't think so." He smiled, "Nice try, but anything you have to say can be said here and now." He turned his back on the tow of them, and gestured with his cane in the general direction of the cave. "Those friends of yours, with the shuttle, they are dead you know." He smiled, even though they couldn't see it. "So you can write more names on your arm." He turned back to face them. "Anything else you want?"

Chris made a move to try and go at him again, but he was held in check by a combination of the sergeant, and the pain he was feeling, both physical and mental. "You Kuh-ooh duh lao bao jurn, I hope you are happy with yourself." He felt angry tears pouring down his face.

[[Kuh-ooh duh lao bao jurn = Horrible Old Tyrant]]

[Rainea Cross]

Rainea tossed the blanket on the bed. "Chris, sit down.." She looked back to Claudio. Her hand was still over her stomach when she approached the bars once more, she leaned against them and looked up at her former lover. "Do you know what I remember, Leo, that you like the color Grey, and you perfered musicals, and that you were willing to sit through some of the worst movies made with me because I wanted to go."

She leaned against wall near the bars and slid down them. When he had hit her stomach, it not only took the wind out of her, but her head had hit the ground. Her hand reached to the back of her head again, pulling it away, it was still bleeding, she wiped the blood on her pants, most likely, she was going to need to make another home made bandage and pray there wan't any dirt in the wound.

"If you are going to let me add more names, can you get me an tattoo artist?" She smirked up at him, but didn't wait for his responce. "I thought dinner went well.." She waited another second then brought up something else. "What would I have to trade for a first aid kit?" She smiled up at him again, speaking more honestly before going back into the tease. "Or that bath you promised." She was indeed playing with him some and he would know that, but her playing with him was something she had always done. She might as well get some enjoyment out of being stuck in this cage.

[Claudio Vinccino]

Claudio's eyes flashed as she approached, and he showed no concern or interest in her words. He simply looked on with an expression of mild disdain as she slid to the floor, no flicker of emotion registered on his face. "Fascinating," He said, in a voice that echoed his appearance of not caring. "That you, after everything, have the nerve to make petty demands." He chuckled and looked her over, "I thought you liked the rough and tumble way. All that go tsao de soldier mumbo jumbo." He smiled, his face now icy cold, and the evil was palpable in his tone.

"Anyone who is crude enough to cover themselves in tattoos, and roll in the dirt has no need for baths." He said, viciously attacking one of the few things that she truly cared about. "Perhaps, if you wanted such comforts, you should have thought about the consequences of your actions. Then perhaps you wouldn't be here." He shook his head, almost pitying her, "You are a medic aren't you?" He asked, patronizingly. "Or did that pitiful excuse for a rebellion just hand you a helmet with a red cross, and say congratulations on your medical school graduation?" He knew these words would hit her hard, and he enjoyed it. He didn't honestly have any concern with that war, it didn't matter to him who was in charge, and the war had provided many excellent "opportunities" for him.

"I think I'll leave you here with your new boyfriend for a while." He said, with a malicious laugh, "Maybe you can explain to him why exactly you stabbed him in the guts and then got him shot." He gave Chris a pointed glance, "And by the way, you would bee far better off now, if you had just played the part I told you to play, instead of trying to be a hero." He turned away, throwing a few last words over his shoulder. "You know what a hero is don't you?" He laughed as he walked out the door, leaving that last question hanging in the air.

[Rainea Cross]

Rainea watched as he left. She didn't say a word as he spoke just let him ramble on. She began to ponder why she had ever let the idea that the past would have been worth it. Was she that hard up for a man. The idea cause her to smile as the door closed. His words had hurt, perhaps more than he would know.

"He always did hate my ink when I started it.." She couldn't bear to look at Chris. She was still pondering Leo's words. Looking around the room she found a water faucet and crawled over to it. Turning it on the water hit the floor. At first it was red, rusty pipes, then it turned clear. She took off the remainder of her white shirt and soaked it in the clear water. She turned off the water and put her shirt against her head. "Well, what was the original plan?" She looked up at him with concern. Had she risked everything to save him. Had he been meant to betray her?

[Claudio Vinccino]

Chris' face fell, as the the other man left, his last words echoed in the air and in Chris' head. "Someone who gets other people killed." He whispered, mortified. Chris felt like he was about to be sick, and he leaned up against the wall, unable to move to the bed, he slowly slid down, as he was faced with the true reality of his actions. His somewhat dusty face was now streaked with the lines of many tears, as they flowed fresh down his face. He didn't even notice as Rain went about her medical treatment, completely lost in his own head.

Her words brought his mind back to reality, only because her tone changed and he realized she was talking to him. His eyes closed, as he tried to keep his breathing as even as possible. The spasms of openly sobbing would be unbearable in his current condition. "I had contacts, with some hold outs from the war." He said, softly, still in shock and horror. "He knew, that is why he let me work for him. Knew I could be useful, if he needed to find people who would avoid the alliance." He looked up at her, and the pain was obvious on his face. "I didn't know who you were, he just wanted me to organize a plan to have a ship pick you up. They put a temporary tracker implant in you when they were treating your wounds. So he could follow you, and then when you went back to your ship, he would have a way to follow them."

Chris' eyes widened, as a fresh wave of pain hit him, and he slid a little further down the wall, almost lying flat on the floor, he looked up and tried to show her he meant the truth. "I was supposed to take you to the ship, and then they were going to use the tracker to follow the ship, until it was in a large port, and the bracelet was going to detonate some sort of bomb." He coughed, wincing. "I swear to God, I didn't know, they just told me to make the call for the ship." He was pleading with her, "But then i found out who you were, and..." His voice trailed off, "I couldn't let him use you to betray your friends." He said, and then groaned as he was hit with more pain. "You should have let him kill me." He said, in an agonized whisper, "I attacked him, and stole the key to the bracelet, that is why he followed us, and because of me those poor guys on the ship..." He wasn't able to continue, reduced to silent sobs.

[Rainea Cross]

Rainea shook her head. He was a fool. A complete fool. She watched him for a moment. Then she could no longer contain her anger. She pounced on him and punched him several times. "You seriously knew who this man was and you lead him to people?!" with each word she punched him again, as she sat on his stomach.

[Claudio Vinccino]

Chris was totally unable to defend himself, and was forced to take the abuse from her, until two of the guards ran into the cell, and pulled her off of him, handcuffing her to the cell bars, and then locking them in again. Chris was left lying against the wall, unable to move through the pain of his wounds, her knee having landed squarely on his gut wound. He fought to contain the screams of pain that were threatening to overcome him. "You don't understand," he said, coughing up some blood, and gingerly touching his face, his hand coming away bloody. "He had my children, my wife." the pain was audible in his voice, "I didn't have a choice." He began to sob in earnest, suddenly very aware of the pain in his body.

"You think I would have done this if there was any other choice?" His words came in gasps, and he was completely doubled in pain, looking up at her. "I swear to God, as soon as I found out who you were, I tried to find a way to call it off. The only chance I had left was to get you out of here, without that damn bracelet." He let out a yelp as a fresh stab of pain hit him. "Please sarge you gotta believe me," He pleaded, "I didn't have a choice."

[Rainea Cross]

"Then you are a fool. You put then at risk for this." She made a movement around the cell and then growled. She started picking at the stones before managing to find a sharp stone. She started playing with it, trying to make it sharper. "I am not worth your family.. I wasn't planning on going back to my ship. He wants Ryder and i wasn't going to lead him to him."

She tested the rock against her arm, it took some pressure but it broke skin "Where is the tracker?"

[Claudio Vinccino]

Chris' face was contorted in pain, and he spoke so softly that it was barely audible. "He killed them my wife and my son both of them." He looked at her with hatred, rage, and anguish at his loss. "I don't have anyone else sarge, except my daughter, and he had her too." He couldn't see clearly, and he knew she was right. "I should be dead" He moaned, and huddled against the wall, trying to gain control of his tears. "I'm sorry..... this is my fault."

Then she was asking about the tracker, "I don't know." He could sense the disbelief, and he tried to make her believe him. "I swear, i wasn't in the room when they did that." His eyes widened as she cut her skin with a rock, "I don't know where he put it." He huddled up as tight as he could, eyeing the rock wit nervous eyes.