Page 96 of Rescuing Ally: Part 1

“Well, let’s get started.” She begins with standard procedures—checking my vitals, drawing blood, and asking about my medical history. Her questions are thorough but not unusual until she starts asking about my time at Malfor’s facility.

“Did you undergo any medical procedures there? Even routine ones?”

I shake my head. “Nothing beyond basic health checks. They needed us functional, not necessarily healthy.”

“Any injections? Vaccinations? Treatments of any kind?”

I think back, trying to remember. “There was one time—early on—when several of us got sick. Probably from the water. They gave us something… an injection, I think. I was pretty out of it at the time.”

Skye makes a note. “Do you remember where they administered it?”

“Upper arm? It was months ago.”

She nods, not pressing further, but her subsequent request surprises me. “I’d like to do a full-body scan. It’s standard for anyone in captivity—we want to ensure there are no lingering health concerns.”

I blink. “For STD screening?”

“Guardian HRS is thorough,” she says smoothly. “Better to check everything at once rather than have you come back for multiple appointments. We’ll have the results from the STD testing today. The full body scan takes a few days to process.”

That makes sense, so I agree, though something about her focused attention makes me slightly uneasy.

The scanner is unlike anything I’ve seen before—more advanced than even Malfor’s technology. It hums softly as it passes over me. Skye watches the readings with intenseconcentration, lingering particularly around my neck, shoulder, and the base of my skull.

“Finding anything interesting?” I ask, trying to keep my tone light.

“Just being thorough,” she replies, but her expression is too neutral, too carefully composed. Something’s not right. When she draws several vials of blood—far more than seems necessary—my suspicion grows.

“Is all that needed for STD testing?” I can’t help asking.

“Some is for hormone levels,” she explains. “To determine the best birth control option for you. Do you have a preference? Pill, implant, injection?”

“Not really.”

Her matter-of-fact acceptance loosens something tight in my chest. “Have you thought about whether you want kids?” she asks. “Eventually, I mean.”

The question catches me off guard. “I… haven’t gotten that far in my thinking. But not right now.”

“IUD would be your best option then,” she says, all business again. “It’s better for someone with your lifestyle.”

“My lifestyle?” I raise an eyebrow.

“Busy. Distracted.” She smiles slightly. “I sense you’re not great at remembering to take daily pills.”

I laugh. “You got me there. I’d forget my head if it wasn’t attached. IUD sounds better.” I hesitate, suddenly self-conscious. “You don’t think it’s weird, do you? That I’m with both of them?”

Doc Summers looks up from labeling the vials, her expression softening. “Ally, there are very few secrets between Guardians. We’re a tight group.” She sets down her instruments and gives me her full attention. “And those two men? They’re hyper-focused on you, and there’s nothing bad about that at all. It’s nice to see them settling down. Guardian HRS isn’t exactly conventional in any sense,” she replies. “And threesomes aren’t anything new to me. My brother is in a threesome, and his is even weirder than yours.”

My curiosity piques immediately. “Weirder? How?”

Skye hesitates, then shrugs. “It’s… complicated. Forest is deeply in love with his wife, Sarah, but he also loves his Dom, Paul.”

“Dom?”

“More than a Dom, I think Paul is his Master.” She continues preparing instruments as she speaks, her tone casual. “Only recently have Paul and Sarah started interacting directly in their dynamic. So, no, I’m not surprised by your relationship with Hank and Gabe.”

My eyes widen. “And your brother makes it work?”

“They do.” She nods, looking up at me with a warm expression. “The three of you seem happy. That’s all any of us can ask for.”

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