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Cassidy's POV Alternate Universe
Beep…Beep…Beep
My eyes fluttered as I slowly made my way away from the force holding me in sleep. As I became more aware of my senses that had previously abandoned me, I could feel sunlight on my skin, I could smell something sweet but savory at the same time. Perhaps chocolate? I could hear voices speaking to each other it slightly muted tones. I heard a high pitch voice followed by a low pitch and then a different high pitch. Slowly I could make out what the pitches were saying.
"Will she be awake soon?"
"We don't know. She sustained a pretty hard blow to the head as well as other minor injuries."
"What injuries?! She didn't look injured when we first saw her."
"All I know is the poor child looked like she been beaten half to death, recently as well."
I blinked trying to force my eyes to open. To will them to look in the direction of the voices but they wouldn't comply. They didn't want to open, to face the world around me. So for now I listened carefully.
"How long until we can take her?" A gruff voice asked seeming very impatient.
"Not until she wakes up to say the least." A kind voice answered sounding generally concerned about me. I don't remember anyone being that nice to me…ever. But now that I think of it, I don't remember anything. Only my name. Everything else is a fog. A painful fog when I tried to remember.
"Is there anything else we should know?" This voice was different it was female like the kind voice but it had a more spunky quality to it. I could imagine a youngish woman putting her hands on her hips and giving attitude. It was very funny.
"Yes. Lately Ms. Doe has been saying things while comatose."
"What sort of things?" Spunky asked.
"She been saying a number over and over again. 69542. She been like that from 2-o-clock this morning but its been getting more frequent."
"I don't hear anything now." The male voice said.
I heard footsteps coming over to where was laying. I felt like I should try to move away but I couldn't. I was a fly on sticky fly paper. Someone pressed a few buttons on a machine next to me before grabbing my wrist and feeling for a pulse.
"Odd. Her pulse rate is increasing as well as her blood pressure. Neural activity is increased as well. Hello there dear. Can you hear me?" She said softly coming out of her musing to ask me the last part.
I wanted to move but my muscles were refusing to do anything at all. My eyes wouldn't open and neither would my mouth. My mind was able but my body was not ready to comply. Putting all my effort into moving my hand I managed to make my fingers move slightly. I just hope it was enough for someone to notice and help me.
"Liv did you see her fingers twitch?" Grumpy asked.
"Yeah." Spunky no Liv answered back.
"I'm going to give her a dose of an acetylcholine, norepinephrine, and dopamine mixture to stimulate her brain further in hopes of waking her up completely." The kind one said.
My eyes fluttered more and for once I thought I could finally open them and I tried, and failed. And I tried again. On my third try I finally was able to open my eyes and boy did I regret it.
"Ahggg" I mumbled after being blinded by the sunlight streaming through the window. I used my arm to block the light from streaming into my face. I rubbed my eyes some but still they didn't want to adjust to the new level of light. So I sat there for a little bit hoping that when I opened my eyes again it wouldn't hurt like before.
"Lincoln could you get those" Liv said probably gesturing to the blinds.
Deciding to be brave I opened my eyes again fully prepared to be blinded again but I found the room dark and peaceful. Blinking I slowly looked around my surroundings. I was in white room with walls that looked about the same length. There was minimal furniture but still enough to be comfy. There was a nurse at the end of my bed writing on a clip board and my right there were two people. A male and a female. Lincoln and Liv. They looked pretty ordinary. Lincoln was tall, he had brown hair and maybe light green eyes, I couldn't be certain. His hair was a mess, a geled up mess. Liv was tall as well with bright red hair and brown eyes.
They staring at me. I guess waiting for me to take it all in. Liv smiled when she realized they had my full attention. She opened her mouth to talk but soon got interrupted by the doctor. She glared at him for a second before quietly walking back over to where Lincoln was standing.
"Well I see someone has finally woken up…" He said looking down at clipboard "… after being comatose for two weeks." He smiled at me before walking over to the left side of the bed.
"I just need to check a few things before I let these nice agents take over." He said gesturing over to them. I nodded to quite sure what there was to check I felt fine. He checked my pulse and told me to sit up so he could check my lungs. He also toke some blood before he left, waving to the agents that they could continue now. They came back over this time with serious looks sprawled over their faces.
"Hello there, were just here to ask you a few questions." Liv said smiling. I smiled back but my smile became slightly fake when I noticed the guard behind them.
Olivia's Pov Alternate Universe
"Hello there, we're just here to ask you a few questions." I said smiling at the young girl in front of me. She had long light brown hair that made her light brown eyes almost unnoticeable. She had tan skin with freckles on her nose. She looks nothing close to thirty so my guess was maybe twenty three years old. She smiled back at me but after a while her smile seemed forced.
"I'm Fringe Agent Olivia Dunham. This is Captain Lincoln Lee. We were hoping you could tell us what you saw happen on the day of 17." I asked making sure to sound super nice. The girl contemplated it for a moment before answering, or so I thought.
"What month…" I gave her a confused look "… the 17th of…"
"June" I said quickly finally understanding what she was asking. She bit her lip while thinking again.
"I don't remember" She said looking sad. Figuring she might need so time we went back to the basics.
"What's your name?" My partner Lincoln asked.
"Cassidy… Cassidy Williams." She answered. Cassidy was a nice name, pretty, feminine, but strong as well.
"Cassidy where do you live?" I asked butting in. She waited a second before answering.
"I don't know"
I looked at her and finally realized what was wrong.
"Cassidy do you remember anything about your life." She looked around the room not wanting to answer. I noticed she was picking at her nails as well. Suddenly she stopped looking around and focused her sights on something just outside the room. I shifted my head slightly to see what she saw. The doctor was outside talking to the tactical guards. He had a cart full of sedatives for us to use so we could get her back to fringe headquarters without a fight. She stayed staring there. Her eyes didn't waver for what seemed like hours. Her hand started shaking. She figured it out. I slowly nodded to Lincoln and he nodded back as he moved his hand towards his gun. My hand went for my hip as well, thou, I didn't want to use the gun placed there. Her head tilted to the side a bit.
"Cassidy stay where you are. We're going to give you a sedative to help you sleep okay. Trust us." I said in the most motherly voice possible. But I didn't expect what would happen next. As the doctor wheeled the cart in, she spoke.
"What if I don't want to sleep?"
As she spoke she flipped out of the bed and onto the cold floor. Landing in a crouch she toke my feet out from under me. Making me bang my head on the wall railing as I fell. She went after Lincoln next who had his gun out. She grabbed his hand and twisted it behind his back before ramming him into the doctor. Grabbing his handcuffs she wrapped them around her hand before taking on the guards she toke two of them down before the third rammed her into the medicine cart with the drugs. She squealed in pain before hitting the guard in the back of the head. As she went to get up I pulled my gun out and aimed it at her chest. She smiled as if she had expected it. Out of nowhere she flung a needle at me and managed to knock my gun out of my hand. As I went for it she tackled me to the ground. This time I hit my head on the marble floor. I watched her limp out of the hospital room mumbling to herself about something before I passed out due to multiple concussions.
That's the first chapter of the second installment of the series. Hope you like it. Feel free to review and leave constructive criticism/questions. Currently I have a poll going to see your guys' opinion about who should interfere with Alt- Lincoln's Love Life or you could just leave your opinion in review. Please pick your favorites. I also have a story revolving around the avengers' kids, so if interested please take a look.