Author's Note: Thank you for being patient! I am much better now, and I just got back from vacation. This chapter was, interesting, to write.I hope you enjoy it.

Since being locked up, in a rather small space that was quite dirty, Rhonda had done anything but relax. She had anxiously been pacing back and forth, breathing heavily, unsure how much time she had left. Around her were two more cells, where she had seen two other undecided people dragged into them. She had even began talking to some of them, only to find them taken away. And there she stood, looking out the cell, and staring at the cold empty room outside. It wasn't until she heard clicking on the floor that she turned her head, seeing an escort.

" Ma'am, you are needed for questioning." the man said solidly. Rhonda's eyes pierced into his soul as she stared directly at him. " Why?" she asked simply, her voice dull, and she had even found she had snapped. She knew it wasn't his fault, but he could at least do something besides what he was ordered. Talk to her, but he didn't. Instead, he took her to the chief's office, where she found the officer lazily slinging his pen from side to side. As they entered, she chief smiled.

" Hello, Miss Azure." was his greeting.

" Shut up. Ask me what you need, get it over with. With us both being honest, I don't want to even spit in your direction, and you don't generally care about me." Rhonda hissed.

The chief's eyes almost lit up as he smirked at her. " Now now, getting feisty, are we?" he taunted. Instantly, Rhonda pulled against the escort's grip, escaping quickly and stopping at the chief's desk.

" Why should I tell you anything? I'm going to die anyway." she questioned, her eyes narrowing.

The chief studied her glare a moment. This was going to be an interesting evening, indeed. He signaled for his men to leave the room, and Rhonda didn't flinch. " Well, you know, Miss Azureā€¦ Call me Rhonda, for heaven's sakes. You're making it sound like you care." she spat. He glared at her for a moment.

"We could do this one of two ways. One, I could get this interview done, maybe even delay your death. Or" he stopped, and snapped his fingers. The door rattled a bit, Rhonda glared back at it only to reveal two men manhandling Ms. Spider through the hall. ", we could always let you take some convincing.". Gritting her teeth, Rhonda used her leg to push the chair in front of her into the desk, startling the chief slightly.

"You better get this done fast." she warned, looking back at Ms. Spider, who mutually looked less than pleased to be there. The chief smiled, snapping his fingers once again, and they pulled her away. "You won't get away with this!" Ms. Spider shouted at the chief as she was dragged from the room.

Awkwardly, Rhonda sat down in front of the desk, cursing silently under her breath. "The name's Jack, incase you were wondering." the chief said eventually, breaking the silence. Rhonda shook her head. "I don't care. Hurry up." she sighed.

After what seemed to be forever, the questioning was finished. Rhonda was hastily escorted out and into the cell she was originally in, only to find Ms. Spider there as well.

"I tried, and that's all I could do. I'm sorry. This is my fault." Ms. Spider sighed, not looking at Rhonda, but rather at the dirty ground on which she stood. Rhonda shook her head. "It is not your fault, if anything, it's mine. I came here in the first place, I ran into James, and I asked. I never should have thought this would work.." she sighed, placing her face in her hand. Ms. Spider watched, sighing slightly, but turned her head outside of the bars when she heard footsteps. And to both Rhonda and Ms. Spider's surprise, they saw Mrs. Vaughn.

"Oh my goodness! What are you two doing here?" she exclaimed, seeing them. She ran toward the bars, stopping. "We are trapped. I am an undecided, and I tried to stay with James. It didn't work." Rhonda explained, looking at her. Mrs. Vaughn shook her head.

"Neither of you deserve this, and poor James had been miserable at school. Listen, I try to talk to my husband about you two, and try to convince him to let you go, alright?" she told them. Both of them looked up at her, studying her for a moment, before nodding their heads slightly. And with that, Mrs. Vaughn was out of sight.

"Do you think it will work?" Rhonda asked, glancing over at Mrs. Spider. The spider only sighed in return, and turned away. "All we can do is hope."she replied. And the two left their words at that.

Okay, I know, it probably wasn't that good, I've been busier than expected and it actually took me a long time to write this little bit. Review, tell me what you think. Have I driven myself further into writer's block?