Regroup and Imprisonment

"Daughters of Cerberus?" Shepard leaned back against her counter.

Miranda and Oriana had told the whole story including Jacks capture.

"I have no information on this group." Liara said from her console. "Either they are well hidden or very new."

"New." Oriana said. "One was very chatty."

Miranda was a mess. One she was happy to have some clothes loaned but her wife was missing! Kidnapped by Cerberus or some want-to-bes! "We need to find them! Jack saved us and she's their prisoner!"

"Miranda we will." Shepard promised. "Jacks family. We just have to figure out who we're dealing with and where they're located."

"All the while my WIFE is in danger!"

Shepard and Liara looked at each other at the word. This was a big change from the Miranda who was begging to be freed from the marriage.

"I don't believe she is in immediately danger." Liara said. "If they wanted to kill her it would have been easier in the park. No they want something from her. That gives us time."

"If they hurt one hair on her head I'll smear the walls with them!" Miranda was glowing blue. Then realized what she said. "Not a word." She warned the three.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Shepard replied. "Liara see if your agents can gather anything on this group. I'll send out a call for the crew. One of our own is in trouble."

"Shepard! Can I please use the shower!" Kasumi begged from the backyard open window. She was covered in the sauce and juice. Plus whatever the salve that she was given from the bug bites and that damn plant.

"No! I have a hose use that first. After you're washed with the soap and shampoo out there you might be able to get in the guest shower."

Sulking the thief rised off but shrieked at the cold water.

"Jack missed this." Miranda sulked at the display as she peeked on Kasumi. "She would be laughing her ass off."

Oriana put her hand on her sisters shoulder. "Shes strong. She can handle anything they do to her."

Miranda sighed. It wasn't physical pain that would beat Jack. She thrived on that. No it was whatever emotional pain they delt that would be the thing that got to her.

Jack awoke with a groan. She was still shaking from the grenade. When she tried to get her hands up to rub her temple she found the trapped.

Struggling she found herself in the same type of restraints that damn prison had her in. Both legs locked. Hands down to her side in metal tubes and a clamp around her neck. Only difference was it wasn't a sealed container. Was a room a little bigger than a small guest bedroom but with a lot more secure doors.

Worse she was still fucking bare ass naked!

"Motherfuckers!" She tried to blast her way out but her biotics weren't working. 'Fuck! A fucking bionic damping collar! I'll fucking rip someones arms off for this!'

"Jack?"

Jack looked followed the voice off to her left a bit. "Miranda?"