After all, that was what happened to Lucas.

"Let... let go..." she told Jackson while Mr. Smith was switching to another needle, "When I'm in pain, I can't control myself."

"I don't care," Jackson wiped the sweat away from her forehead with his other hand, "If Lucas can get hurt for you, so can I."

Serenity was surprised. But before she could say anything else, Mr. Smith inserted another needle into her hand.

The pain was excruciating.

All she could do was clench her teeth and endure.

Her