{Sorry for the delay wanted to think over exactly how to do this part and ended up moving into a better place on top of everything so now everything is calming down and I had a great chance to get this done....}<br/><br/><br/><br/>As he pressed against her, her skin wanted to crawl away everything about him read dark and cruel. He had laughed as she suffered pressed on and caressed her, and he had the nerve to laugh at her. Embarrassed or not this had to end. He believed he had all the power as he stared at her, like her brothers often stared at her fresh pies in the window, She told herself all she needed was one shot.<br/><br/>Just then the man turned away as another cried out she didn't bother glancing towards the sound. The threat to her was the one who has just loosened his grip on her throat as he leaned back distracted. As he commanded the third and last remaining guard to get the boy Raylan prayed that just this once she could successfully do what her brothers did. She pulled back her hand and on the way closed it like Cole had taught her hoping that as he was turning to glance back at her she could catch his nose and possibly drive it up. If she did kill him she had just come to the conclusion that he was trash ready to go out and she could think more on it later. Once her had made contact she threw her knee hoping to give his hands other body parts to hold rather than hers.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Hearing the cry of his coworker he turned to glance back towards the male speciman amused yet surprised to see that he had managed to pull the stun gun from its holster at that weird angle and shock the man not once but three times before Fredrickson had finally gone down for the count. If the white coats had done their math right the male should've been done for at least another hour. If he was moving this much already there was no telling what else they had been wrong about.<br/>Hearing the mumble of some kind of plea he sighed before hearing a commotion from his still alert coworker demanding that he subdo the boy. The little punk had been there a year and wanted to command him as if he were the superior, but as he glanced over he caught the girls intention her eyes had changed in just those few seconds that he had looked away to yell at a superior, and so he watched  only moving half trying for the boy to please the other guard. The steps were wildly unstable making the pattern hard for him to even guess where to anticipate even trying to get a grab on boy. The fire in his eyes was what had him wondering if they were a couple why had they not just agreed to the tests. Then again privacy was severely lacking in the labs.<br/>He reached for the wings that were already well out of reach and stepped slowly towards what was bound to break into chaos in the next minute or so. sure the scientists wouldn't be pleased with his lame attempt but he figured keeping the key cards and therefore the escape route from them would have to be good enough. He just had to stay away from the taser. Sure he was using the boys anger and girls suffering to get back at a coworker for something slightly Petty but he had worked hard for his rank and would be damned if he'd stand up for someone who would so quickly disrespect a superior rank.<br/>He would do his job, he had transported the specimens to the new room and would keep them here for the white coats. He still didn't want to believe that they had okayed the attack on the guy but he had seen them do worse for simple data and information. He worked for scum, good paying scum, but scum.