ORPHAN BLACK FAN FICTION:
All That I Got
by DJ
CHAPTER ONE:
Monitors
Alison looks out her kitchen window with a coffee mug in her hand. Her mind is on the events that took place the day before. Sarah was in dire need of her help but Alison couldn't bring herself to help this time. Things with Donnie were finally normal and the kids were back in her house. A sigh escapes her mouth.
Next to her is the pink phone that would use to speak to the others. She hadn't really paid attention to it until a text came through. The phone beeping was a wake up call for Alison. She grabbed it in her hands and read the text. It was from Cosima. She explained that they were property. She said she had to meet her right away.
Alison bit her lower lip. She had signed the contract. Anger started to rise inside of her. She replied to the text. She told Cosima that she would meet her at Felix's apartment. Cosima agreed that would be best. She apologized for not telling Alison sooner but she had other issues to attend to. Alison wasn't sure what she meant by that but she pushed that aside. She threw on her jacket and started for the door.
Alison felt a hand on her shoulder. Alarmed she turned around only to see Donnie standing innocently behind her. He smiled slowly. "Aly, where are you going?" he asked.
She looked at him with a sour expression. "There is something I need to go take care of. It's important. You remember Felix?" she explained.
Donnie nodded his head. "Yeah, the gay acting couch?" he said.
Alison shook her head. "No, that is not okay Donnie," she said. "He's just my acting couch. Leave the sexuality out of it!"
Donnie put his hands up in defense. "Whoa, yeah, okay, I understand," he said as he nodded his head. "What about Felix though? Are you going to go see him for a lesson? Is that important?"
"Yes Donnie, it is," she replied. "I have to have a life and maybe I want to be a performer or something." Alison nervously ran her fingers through her hair. She looked up at Donnie and was having a hard time knowing who he was. She had felt fine the day before but there was something still bothering her. She wondered if she did the right thing with Aynesley. She was certain that Aynesley was her monitor. She thought the problem was over. She signed the contract. She thought things would be fine but now, she was having doubts.
Meanwhile, Cosima's fingers were tracing over the letters on her keyboard. Her eyes were plastered on the screen. She had been looking at it for a day. Delphine and Felix were concerned. Felix moved over to the couch and sat next to her. He placed his arm around her shoulders and held her close.
"You know that whatever this means, we are here for you right?" Felix reassured her.
Cosima nodded her head slowly. "I know," she replied. "I know but this is scary Felix. We are nothing but property and an experiment. Are we real?"
Delphine took a seat next to her and nodded her head. "You are all real," she said. "All of you are who you are. Nothing can take that from you!"
"Right now, I'm not so sure," Cosima said as she rested her head on Felix's shoulder.
A knock came to the door. Felix turned his head and sighed. "I got to get that," he said. "Must be Alison right?"
He got up on his feet and walked over the door. "This better be Alison!" he shouted.
"Yes," Alison said in a small whimpering voice. Felix opened the door to see Alison standing there, once again, shaking like a leaf. She made her way inside and froze the moment she saw Delphine.
"Okay, now, who is this?" she asked as she pointed to her.
"Alison, this is Delphine," Cosima introduced them. "Delphine, Alison."
"Pleasure," Delphine said.
"Yeah, right, real pleasure," Alison scoffed. "Who is she? A name tells me nothing Cosima!"
"Relax Alison, she's on our side," Cosima said. "She helped me figure this out. Come here."
Alison nervously made her way over to a chair and took a seat. She crossed her hands over her knees and stared at Cosima with a compassionate look etched on her face. "What is really going on, Cosima?" she asked.
"Alison, this isn't easy to say but I'm sick," she confessed. "The same illness the German had, well, I have it too. Not only that but Sarah is out there right now with Paul looking for her daughter. Things are bad. To make matters even worse, we are all patented."
"What exactly are you saying?" Alison asked.
"We are property like I told you over text," she explained. "They have a lock on our lives. Everything we are, they own it. Alison, did you sign that contract?"
Alison's body became rigid. She tensed her shoulders and she could feel the rush of anxiety pour through her body. She turned her head away from Cosima and said nodded her head. "I did and I sent it to that Rachel woman. Cosima, I had no choice, you have to understand that! I was looking out for my kids, for me and for Donnie!"
"Well, you have to be careful with Donnie," Felix interjected. "You can't let him know anything. For all we know, he might be in on it too."
Alison shook her head violently, "no, there is no way my husband is involved in this. I wanted to leave him for other reasons but now I see that I need him. My kids need him."
"Alison, I think Felix is just asking you to be super careful," Cosima said. "They have complete control here. We need to stay quiet and safe."
She nodded her head with a slight sigh. "I know," she said. Her face then turned back into the look of complete compassion. She shook her head as she got up to hold Cosima's hands. "This illness can be cured right?"
"I'm not sure, that's what Delphine has been working on," Cosima said. "I just wish I had an extra pair of hands. Felix is great but he doesn't know science."
"Yeah, I kinda feel asleep during all of those classes," Felix said. "So boring. Watching you two go at it is even worse."
"Phrasing, Felix," Cosima warned.
"Yeah, I know, I'm terrible," he smiled. "Well, I need to go now. I have to be out there looking for Kira. If I see that Rachel bitch, I will kill her. I don't care how much like you lot she looks like. She is going to get my foot up her arse!"
With that, Felix put on his coat and walked out. Alison turned her attention back to Cosima, "We'll get through this."
"Yeah, I know we will," Cosima said.
They smiled at each other. Alison moved towards the door. "Did I make a mistake?" she asked suddenly.
"What?" Cosima asked. She was confused by the sudden philosophical question that Alison presented her.
"I killed someone," she confessed.
"Who the hell did you kill?" Cosima asked as she jumped from her seat to face Alison.
"Aynesley," she replied. "I lost my fucking mind. I just lost it when I saw her."
"How did it happen?"
"I went to her, I was in her house," she explained. "There she was and she insulted me! She said I was, well, I was barren! She was just so intense and the thing that gets me the most is that she didn't know who Dr. Leekie was! Or at least she pretended not to know him!"
"Alison, what happened?"
"Her scarf got caught in the garbage disposal," she said through her tears. "She was there chocking and I did nothing to help her. I just watched her die."
Cosima was silent for a moment. She looked at Alison with concerned and hugged her clone tightly. "It's okay Alison," she said. "You did it because you thought she was after you. You were defending your family. Honestly, the stories I've heard, Aynesley was a bit too nosy for her own good."
"She was," Alison said. "She was all over my life. I can't keep going like this. I thought things were back to normal yesterday and then I find out that Kira is missing. I can't deal with this!"
"We're here for you," Cosima said. "Listen, me and Delphine are working on a treatment for me. Why don't you go to Bobby's bar and just get a drink. I went with Felix last night before we found out about Kira. It's a place to go relax. I think you need that right now."
Alison nodded her head and walked towards the door. Before she left she turned to Cosima. "I hope we find Kira and I hope someone kills that bitch Rachel. I'm with Felix on this one."
"We know," Cosima said with a smile. "Now go! We all have things to do!"
Alison smiled and slowly left Felix's apartment.
Alison made her way to Bobby's bar which wasn't that far away from Felix's apartment. It was a part of town that she never really found herself in and she was starting to feel like an outsider. She parked her SUV and made her way inside.
If she weren't so concerned with her problems, this would have been more of a culture shock to her but at this moment, she didn't care. She took a seat at the bar and asked Bobby for a shot of vodka. Bobby placed a shot glass in front of Alison and poured some vodka into it.
"Are you and Sarah Manning related?" Bobby asked.
"You could say that," she said as she took the shot into her mouth. "Please, another."
Bobby bit her lip and nodded as she filled the glass. "Okay, well, I can see that you need this so I'm going to leave the bottle here for you. When you want more, just let me know."
"Thanks," Alison said softly.
Bobby left to help someone else while Alison was left alone with her vodka and her thoughts. Aynesley was on her mind. Did she do the right thing? Was Aynesley really her monitor? What if it was Donnie? She was a mess again. Something she never wanted to happen.
A shorter man walked into the bar and sat down next to Alison. Bobby asked him for ID due to his young looks. He laughed a bit and showed it to her. "Come on, you know me already do we have to?" he asked her.
She smiled, "I love to bust your balls, Tobias."
"Yeah, I bet," he laughed. "Listen, can I just have the regular?"
"Sure, be right back," Bobby beamed.
As she left to gather his drink, Tobias turned to Alison who was downing another shot.
"Wow, that is the picture of a woman who has seen some shit," he said.
She turned her head to look at him. She stared into his eyes and nearly fell off her chair. Wow, I haven't met many people with one blue eye and one green eye, she thought. I bet Cosima would have a field day asking this guy questions.
"Yeah, you could say that," she said as she downed another shot.
"I'm in the same spot sorta," he said. "I can't really talk about it but it's deep. Mind blowing." Bobby came back with Tobias' drink. He smiled at her, "Thanks Bobby."
"Your name is really Tobias?" Alison asked.
"Yeah, it's not that popular of a name," he said. "I think my mom wanted me to be unique since I have this Heterochromia going on." He pointed to his eyes as he spoke. A smile spread over his face.
"I have a, um, friend that would be interested in that," Alison said.
"Let me guess, this friend is a science geek?" he asked.
Alison nodded.
"Awesome, I'm kinda the same way but I never was good at school you know?" he said as he took a sip of his drink.
"That's a shame," Alison said. She found herself interested in this boy and was shaking her head out of it. She was married. She couldn't cheat on Donnie again. Especially not with some science geek boy. She looked him over. He was wearing a torn up leather jacket with a button up shirt. His jeans were snug in the right places. His hair was a mess and he hadn't shaved in months it seemed. He was the complete opposite in many ways to Donnie. He perked her interest whether she wanted it or not. However, she had to know one thing before she proceeded to speak to him. "How old are you? Bobby carded your ass."
"Yeah, she cards me every time I come here," he said with a laugh. "She loves to piss me off. I don't like the fact that I have a face of a twelve year old when I'm actually twenty-four."
"You really don't look like you are twenty-four," Alison laughed. "You look like you're in high school. Are you sure that ID is real?"
"Oh come on," he laughed. "Not you too!"
They sat in silence for a moment as they studied each other. Tobias' face flushed with a certain recognition.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Alison asked.
"You remind me of someone I knew a long time ago," he said. "Her name was Sarah."
Alison nearly chocked on her vodka. Oh shit, great, he knows Sarah? Here comes the "are you twins" question, she thought.
"Um, when did you know her?" Alison clumsily asked.
"Well, she was older than me by four years so last time I saw her, she was fifteen and I was only eleven. We met when I was eight and she was twelve. She always seemed so in charge and so angry about everything but she was so fun at the same time. We would play with fake guns and run away from Felix. How is he? I haven't really spoken to him. I know he lives round here though."
"Well, um, I don't really know," Alison said. "Why do you think I know Felix?"
"Aren't you Sarah's sister?" he asked innocently. "I mean, you have to be. You guys look, the same I guess?"
"I can't talk about this," Alison said. She threw some money on the counter to pay for her vodka and she walked out of the bar.
"Wait!" Tobias called after her. He too put some money on the counter to pay for his drink. He jumped out of his seat and chased after her.
"I didn't even get your name!" Tobias called out.
"Don't!" Alison said.
Once they were outside in the parking lot, Alison rushed for her SUV but Tobias caught up and grabbed her by her jacket. She tried to get free but he held on tight. His eyes were filled with curiousity. Something she knew all too well about. She didn't want anotherdeath on her hands.
"Listen, I'm sure you are a nice boy but I can't do this," Alison said. "Plus, I'm married!"
"Married?" Tobias looked at Alison's hand. "I don't see a ring."
"I, well," Alison stumbled on what to say. "We had some problems. Big problems but now I think things are better. I just forgot to put it on this morning."
"Right," he said in a disbelieving tone. "Do you know Sarah Manning?"
"Yes," Alison said. "I do but it's not what you think it is."
"I might," he said. "Remember that deep shit I told you I couldn't talk about? Well, my dad was pissed when I dropped out of med school so he forced me to work for him. The man is a lunatic. You should see the files I have at home. It's all this insane stuff about cloning."
"What did you say?" Alison gripped onto Tobias' arms.
"Alison Hendrix right?" he said.
"How did you find me? Do you work for them? Are you one of them?" Alison asked with a crazed look in her eye.
"This was a pure accident. I came here to get away from the work he's making me do. I don't want to work for them. I don't want to be roped into some insane shit. You know? Alison, they own you guys. I want to help Sarah. He doesn't know that I used to hang out with her."
"So many people want to help now and I don't know who to trust," she said.
"Donnie isn't one to be trusted," he said. "Listen, would you believe me if I showed you this shit? If I told you what my stupid ass father was working on?"
"Yes," Alison said. She was curious. She wanted to know more even though she knew what it meant. She shook her head. "Why do I care? I just wanted a normal life."
"What the fuck is normal?" he asked her.
She looked at him. "I don't know anymore."
"Nothing is normal," he said. "We are all freaks. We are all broken. Ask anyone and they will tell you a list of problems. It breaks you but then you get back up again and fix it. I know this is crazy. We just met and I know a lot about you. It's terrible."
"How do you know?" Alison asked.
"Not here, we have to go somewhere safe," he said. "Come on, we have to go to my apartment."
"How do I know this isn't a trap?" she asked.
"You don't but it's the only place where I can give you this information," he urged her. "Please."
"Fine, I'll go with you."
The pair of them got into Tobias' Mustang. Alison looked at the car and felt the cold metal under her finger tips. "How does a twenty-four boy afford something like a '67 Mustang?"
"I saved up for months," he said. "I was working as a technician at the hospital before my dad roped me into this. I should have stayed in med school."
They drove off down the street and hurled towards his apartment. Once there, Tobias led Alison into a first floor apartment. He opened the door and blushed.
"Sorry for the mess," he said. The apartment was small. It only had one bedroom and there was a mess of paper work everywhere. Boxes were piled up and clothes was thrown around. In the mess, there was a large dog lying down on its master's clothes. The dog lifted its head and panted.
"A dog?" Alison was surprised.
"Yeah, that's my friend," he laughed. "Come here River!"
The dog got up on its feet and waddled over to Tobias. It panted and licked him. "Alright girl, calm down."
"She's very loving," Alison said.
"Yeah, well, she's a pit bull mix so they tend to be very loving and protective. She usually growls when she first meets someone but she's not doing it to you."
"I'm not sure why," she said with a shake of her head. "I'm not that great of a person. She should growl at me."
"River is the best judge of character," he said. "If she likes you then I like you. I don't judge you based on this bullshit we get from Donnie."
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"Monitors have to report to Dr. Leekie and Leekie has to report to someone," he explained. "He has to report to my father, Dr. Stavros."
"What does he do?" Alison asked.
"He is the psychoanalyst of this whole mess," Tobias said. "He has been evaluating you guys your whole lives. I have everything from high school to now. All seven years you have known Donnie. He says you are difficult. I don't really see that."
"So you pretty much know me?" she asked.
"Yes, I was going to school to be a full fledged psychiatrist specializing in cognitive-behaviourial studies," he said. "My dad wanted me to study you and the others. He thought that it would help me move in the direction of neolution. It just turned me off. This is wrong. Your lives are yours. I honestly stopped recently. I'm going to tell him to take this job and shove it. I can't do this."
Tobias fell to the couch on top of all the papers. He placed his head in his hands. "He wants me to violate your privacy. I can't."
Alison walked over to the couch and sat herself down on it. "Tobias, are you saying that my monitor is my husband and you have been reading about what he told you?"
He nodded his head slowly. Behavour
"Can I have the files?" she asked. "My friend, you would know her as Cosima, would like to read this."
"Yeah," he said. "Aren't you curious to know how I figured out it was you?"
"I was but I was afraid to ask," she said.
"It's funny," he laughed. "I figured it out by the way you move your hands. Donnie made notes about it because he thought it meant something. It really doesn't. It's just how you express yourself. It's a mannerism that doesn't need explanation."
"I am going to hot glue Donnie's balls to a chair," she said. "How could he do this to me? How could he lay in the same bed as me for seven years and then go off and tell you people everything!"
"It's bad but we can get out of it," Tobias said. "I was going to go to the police."
Alison snapped her head around to stare at him. She grabbed him by the arms and looked him straight in the eye.
"No," she said. "They already have the pieces to the puzzle. It's a long story but Beth Childs is dead. She jumped in front of a train. Sarah took her identity for a while. Some shit went down when one of us starting killing the others. Oh God, it's a mess."
"Sarah? She took on Beth's identity? That explains why Paul's evaluation made no sense," Tobias mused. "So the police are involved in this already?"
"Yes, they are," Alison said. "This couldn't be more of a mess. I don't know what is going to happen."
Tobias leaned back into the couch. "You know, there was something I noticed in your behaviour. Something I think you should consider cutting back on. You're on an anti-anxiety pill that has benzodiazepines. It's Xannax right? That stuff can be really dangerous."
"Do you think I'm addicted to it?" Alison scoffed.
"Yes," Tobias said. He reached out his hands and held hers. "I used to be hooked on them too. Seriously, I mixed that with pot and it just made me go to sleep land. I wanted to be asleep all the time because reality sucked too much."
"Reality does suck," Alison said as she started to sob. "It really does."
"Come on, I'll help you out," he said. "I want you to have my number. I'm going to take you home. I can take your SUV for you. I mean, I'm asking for a lot of trust here which I know is hard but I need you to trust me because I want to help you for real."
"Why?" she asked.
"Let's just say, I really like you," he said with a smile. "You're pretty amazing."
Alison smiled through her tears. "I'm not."
"You are. No fighting over that," he said. "Now, come on, we have to get you home."
"No, I don't want to go home," she said. "Just take me back to my SUV, I'm going to go back to Felix's place. I can't face Donnie now. I'll kill him."
"Alright but if you want someone to talk to, please call me," he said. "I'm going to hand you these files now. Hand them to Cosima. Have her look them over. Please, this is all so important for your safety. I don't want you hurt, Alison. I mean when I say I like you."
Alison blushed slightly as she got up on her feet. "Thank you Tobias," she said. "I am going to hand these over to Cosima so she can look them over. What are you hoping she finds?"
"I want her to find an answer," he said.
Alison nodded her head as they stepped out into the hallway of his apartment building.
Meanwhile, Sarah was with Felix and Paul pacing around a car park. "This isn't happening Fee," Sarah cried. "There has to be some thing we can do."
"We can go over there can kill that Rachel bitch if you want," he said. "I got no problems killing her. I don't care how much like you she looks."
"Felix, we can't just do that," Paul said. "She has guards all over that place. It wouldn't be wise. What we need to do is figure out a way to bring them down. It's the only way we'll be able to get Kira back."
"How do we do that, Paul?" Sarah asked.
"With the help of the others," he said. He moved over to Sarah and put his arms around her. He held her in his arms and kissed her forehead. "We can do this together."
"A plan would be a good idea though, wouldn't it?" Felix said.
"It would," Paul said. "That's why we have to get everyone together and think this over."
The three of them stood still in the car park. There was a breeze that chilled Sarah to the bone. She had no idea what she was going to do or who to believe.
In Felix's apartment, Cosima and Delphine worked to find a cure for the illness. "What do we know about it?" Cosima asked.
"I'm not sure," she said. "It's similar to Cystic Fibrosis. It could very well be a form of it."
"A form of it? You mean, a whole new thing?" Cosima contemplated. "That could be a possibility. But shit, I don't have a lab. I can't work on this!"
Delphine put her arm around Cosima's shoulders and drew her into a hug. "We can figure this out. We won't give up."
"I know," she said. "We are all in this together and we are all going to figure this out. It just seems like a pipe dream. I feel like I'm going to end up dead by the end of this."
"Shh, don't say that," Delphine said. "I need you."
Cosima rested on Delphine until the door opened to reveal Alison who was in a huff and holding onto the files Tobias gave her.
"Alison, how did the bar go?" Cosima asked. "Whoa, wait, what's with the boxes?"
"You will not believe what fate did to me," Alison said. "I mean, I guess I deserve it since I killed someone. Yes, this is all karma getting back to me."
"What are you talking about?" Cosima asked with a concerned look on her face.
"I met someone at the bar," she said. "His name is Tobias Stavros and he is involved in this mess because his father is Dr. Leekie's co-worker. Leekie handles the biology while Stavros handles our mental conditions. They have files on us! These are it!"
Delphine's body tensed. "Files on the monitors? What the monitors said?" she asked.
"Yes, this is all it," she said. "The box has a flash drive of course, this is just data that hasn't been entered yet. Cosima, you have to look through this."
"I can look through it later," she said. "I promise. Right now I need to figure out how to get a lab."
"Right, illness," Alison said sadly.
"Delphine, are you alright?" Cosima asked.
"Yes, I'm fine," she lied. "I wasn't your monitor for very long. There was someone else monitoring you and you may not like it Cosima."
"What? Who?" Cosima asked as she jumped off the couch and rushed to the box.
"Some things are better left alone," Delphine said.
"No, nothing is left alone here, I've been through too much," Cosima said.
"I agree with her, what could be so bad?" Alison said.
Cosima rushed back to her laptop and plugged in the flash drive. Delphine remained tense and unable to relax. On the screen, reports popped up and files were named by the clone's name plus the monitor's name. Next to Cosima's name was the name of her mother.
"Mom was my monitor?" she said. "MY OWN MOTHER?!"
"Who was monitoring me before Donnie got into the picture?" Alison asked.
She took the laptop from Cosima and looked at her name. "Oh, my mother was my monitor too. God, that explains a whole fucking lot."
She pushed the laptop aside and they sat there lost in their own thoughts. Both Alison and Cosima began to tear up at the thought of it. The only thing Delphine could do is hold Cosima in her arms while she sobbed.