Blue fought the drug, even though she knew that an increased heart rate only acerbated its flood through her system. Some instincts she simply couldn't repress. But her thrashings gradually grew less violent, and it wasn't much longer before she slumped completely, once more flirting with unconsciousness.

She was only vaguely aware when the techs approached with evil-looking instruments, pushing up the hem of the medical gown. Pain suddenly shot through her lower abdomen, but Blue was too groggy to respond, other than a faint grimace and a low animal moan. Her teeth flashed, but she could only tense her muscles and turn her head back and forth, held under the drug's invisible grip.