The wait once again while Serix was in interrogation was painfully long. She had to sit there in her cell, wondering what exactly they were doing to him. What had they done to him yesterday? Was it going to be like it was the day before? Whatever they had done then had worn him out, and Cassie hoped they didn't make it even worse on him now. She frowned slightly and sighed, leaning her head back against the bars at that thought, trying hard not to think of all the horrible things that could happen to him, "I hope he's safe..." "Well, if it isn't our little alien's wife," a voice sneered from the entrance of the cavern. Hunter stepped around the corner, grinning at Cassie. "How's life in the hold?" As she sat there, her back against the bars, Cassie heard a very familiar voice that she didn’t want to hear at a time of worry like this. It was the voice of the man who had gotten them into this mess in the first place. She loked over at Hunter’s way, her gaze cold as she looked upon him, “Its uncomfortable and cold. But, its warmer than your heart, that’s for sure.” Hunter shot her a glare, "You better get used to cold, lonely nights, because your alien won't be around much longer once the interrogation team gets through with him." He smirked. "Yeah, that's right. I bet he won't even last another three days." Cassie sat up a little and continued to glare at Hunter, “What do you mean? Its just an interrogation, not a death sentence.” But then, she thought back to the way Serix had been acting and this made her pause, looking back to the human, glaring at him more now, her hands clutching the bars of her cell tightly, “What are they doing to him in there?” "He didn't tell you?" Hunter gaped at her in mock astonishment. He looked around and lowered his voice as if someone was listening in on them. "You didn't really think this was an ordinary interrogation, did you? Your lover committed an act of treason against us. Ryan's not about to let him off the hook after just a couple of questions." Cassie continued to glare at him. So, Ryan was hurting her Serix. The only question was, how was he hurting him? And how long exactly did he intend to keep him? Was it really only going to be just a few days as Hunter said, or was he just messing with her head? Well, either way it was working because inside Cassie was mentally panicking at the thought of losing her husband. She spoke quietly, though her voice was quiet as she spoke, “He’ll be proven innocent. He is innocent. I know that. And you know that. It should be you in there being hurt, not him.” She knew it should be him in there and Serix should have been with her. But she also knew they would never believe her over Hunter. Hunter was winning and she hated it. Hunter laughed, echoing Cassie's thoughts, "Who are they gonna believe: Me or an alien?" He shook his head and turned around, heading back towards the tunnel. "Like I said, that Lunairan won't last more than two days, tops. I suggest you get over him and start thinking about finding yourself a [i]real[/i] husband. I know Ryan's had his eye on you for a while and there are plenty of other [i]human[/i] bachelors in the caves." He laughed again and exited the room without giving her a chance to reply. Cassie sat back after Hunter left, thinking over everything he had said. Was all he had said true? Would she loose Serix in just a matter of days? Or was he just trying to get into her head and scare her? She buried her face in her hands, trying to calm herself away from those thoughts, but, when she heard the foot steps of the men dragging Serix bak to his cell and she inced, seeing him stagger and this made her sit up straight, her eyes worriedly on him, not commenting on the news that they found the tunnel Hunter had used and instead focused on her husband and the pain he was in, "What did they do to you?" She asked quietly and continued, "Hunter came in here. I guess to try to mes with m, I don't know, but....he said they were doing more than questioning you...." She looked him in the eyes, "They hurt you, I know they did. Serix, tell me what they did." She pleaded, her hands clutching tightly onto the bars of her cell, her eyes searching his.