Before Omega had even finished speaking, Blue was lying next to him on the floor, tears coursing unchecked down her pale cheeks. The demons in her head howled, but this time she ignored them, sobbing uncontrollably onto Omega's shoulder. Her heart hurt; for him, for his brothers, for herself... If this madness was what Omega had been forced to live with each and every day, Blue now fully understood the depths of his furious rage, the utter helplessness lurking behind every uncontainable shriek, each terrifying clink of the goddamned chain.

She put her arms around him and cried, weeping because she had no tangible enemy to fight. And she was so tired. So tired of battling against something she couldn't even see, a threat lurking within her very own mind. She couldn't share this with Owen. Nor with her sisters, or Dr. Gwen. They couldn't know. They had never been forced into unwilling subjugation, been made to suffer man's most animal instinct, had never had their own will so utterly suspended, ignored.

Blue sniffled, her face still muffled in Omega's shirt. "...I just w-want this t-to stop!" she grated between hitched sobs. She lifted her head enough to look at him, blue eyes tear-bright, glassy. "H-How do you m-make it g-go away?"