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temporarily. But I’m sure treating him like an animal isn’t helping prevent him from behaving like one. I’m going in to visit him.” She turned and trotted out of the lab and down the hall towards Jaxon’s cell.
    “No Celise, wait –” Victor jumped up out of his chair, but she kept moving, ignoring the fact that both Sri and Victor raced after her. As soon as she reached the door outside of the padded room, Victor grabbed her arm and jerked her away from the knob. “It’s much safer if we leave him in the room. Alone.”
    “He’s not a rabid animal or prison inmate, Dr. Morhamer. He’s just having trouble dealing with what he’s feeling. I’m going to let him out and help him.”
    “We appreciate your dedication to your work Celise, but it is not worth risking your harm. If you need something to help take your mind off the guy, I could get Sri to unlock the place long enough for just you and I to slip out. Or maybe we could just find a room with a nice bed and relax. Maybe work off our frustrations with each other, you know?” The way he looked at her as he rubbed his thumb against her arm was more than just mildly suggestive.
    Celise recoiled and tugged her arm in an unsuccessful attempt to pull away him. “I’m flattered, but really, no thanks. I’m perfectly fine, I just want to check on my patient.”
    The vein in Victor’s temple became even more pronounced. “I think you like Jaxon a little too much. At this point he’s more animal than man, you know.”
    “At this moment, Jaxon's still far more of a man than you.” She yanked her arm out of his possessive grip.
    “You are not thinking rationally, Belderon,” she heard Sri say as she opened the door.
    “You guys still have the tranquilizer gun. You can use it if necessary. But let’s try things my way first.”
    “It could be dangerous, Celise. You take it,” Sri said, forcing the gun into her hand. She frowned, but she accepted it.
    “Let me handle this. I’m his doctor.” She abruptly turned away from them and pressed the button on the intercom outside of the room that held Jaxon prisoner.
     

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    With his eyes closed and his fists clutched tight, he exhaled loudly as he attempted to ignore the raging fury building up within him.
    “Jaxon, I’m going to open the door.”
    “Not with those two there. They’re pissing me off.”
    “They’re not –”
    “They followed you and are still there. I can hear them talking outside the room. And if I get pissed enough I can tear this window and wall down. Tell them to leave. They should be working on my fucking cure anyway.”
    Celise released the intercom button, and he listened as he heard her tell them that she would be okay on her own.
    “They’re gone. I’m entering the room now,” she informed him. A few seconds later she unlocked and entered the room, closing the door behind her. “Are we better now?”
    He shrugged.
    “So … you can hear through the wall even without the intercom being on.”
    He nodded.
    “How long have you been able to do that?”
    “Since day one.” He could hear everything, smell everything. Including the tangy, sweet scent of her flesh.
    “Fascinating.” She bit her bottom lip and looked around. “Do you want to get out of this room?”
    “Of course I do,” he said. “I can’t stand being locked up like a caged animal. But I understand why your colleagues don’t want me out of this room. I don’t trust myself outside of this place either. Shit, I barely trust myself in this room.” He snorted. Regardless of the high possibility the doors and walls were only just barely containing him, he still felt trapped. Trapped inside his body. His circumstance. His mind.
    “If you find yourself losing control, Jaxon, try to physically still yourself enough to cooperate with me until I can sedate you.” She waved the tranquilizer gun at him. “We’ll manage it like that, okay?”
    He scratched his scalp. “Okay.”
    Cautiously, Jaxon