Recalling Angels
All I could here was the beep of a machine. I couldn't place the sound. I slowly opened my eyes only to shut them again quickly. The light was a blindingly bright white light. My first thoughts were that I was dead. Master had told me that if I didn't obey I wouldn't see the white light when I died, only darkness. Then my thoughts turned to Sam, was she ok did she make it alive. I tried opening my eyes again; the light wasn't so painful this time. I blinked my eyes some more, with every blink the pain lessened. When I opened my eyes fully I was surprised not to see the white light anymore just a very white ceiling.
I looked around in confusion. As I turned my head I saw Sam lying in a bed next to me. She was hooked up to a lot of machines. The dark bruises on her face were even darker in this harsh white light. The sight of her like that made me cry. I tried to stand up and go to her but I was tangled in wires. I started to panic. Why were all of these wires on me? I wanted them off. I started to struggle. I pulled one off of my chest, causing a machine to let make a long beep. Nurses rushed into the room, they tried to make me lay down again.
"No let me go! I need to go to Sam! Let Me Go!" I yelled frantically. I could hear footsteps pounding up the hallway towards the noise I was making. A man I faintly recognized rushed into the room followed by another vaguely familiar man.
"What is going on?" The smaller man asked.
"We don't know she just woke up and started to panic." one of the nurses hastily replied.
"Let Me Go! I need Sam! Let me go to Sam!" I cried again pulling harder against the nurse's hands.
"Holly," I paused at the sound of the name that Sam used, but the voice wasn't Sam's. It was the smaller man.
"How do you know that name? Why did you use that name? Only Sam uses it!" I yelled at him I know I was being difficult but these people would not let me get to Sam.
"I know Holly, Sam told me. She wants me to help you. I don't know if you remember me but I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, and this is SSA Derek Morgan. We helped you a few days ago when you escaped from Charles Jackson's house." As soon as he had said that Sam wanted him to help me I calmed down. If Sam could trust this man so could I. I turned to face the man and froze. He was the one with the kind trusting eyes that I remember from before I passed out.
"I don't know who Charles Jackson is." I said after a few minutes. Since I had calmed down the nurses had let me go. I slowly started to inch back against Sam's bed. I felt a pull in my hand. I looked down and say a needle in my hand running from a tube. I pulled it out of my hand and threw it down.
"He was the man who was holding you and Sam." Dr. Reid said. I thought for a minute.
"You mean Master?" I asked trying to clear my confusion. The other man stepped forward. I stepped back.
"He's not going to hurt you anymore sweet-heart. He is going to go away for a long time." I looked at him and nodded my head.
"Good Sam needed to get away from him. Master never did like her like he liked me. I was scared for her. I tried to save her." I said moving back until I hit her bed. I looked down at her and grabbed her hand.
"Holly, you did save her. She was very sick when you found us." Dr. Reid said softly. I looked up at him and nodded.
"So Master can't hurt her anymore? Can she go back to her family, to her Holly? I think she would like that. She said that she really missed them." I said looking back at her face.
"Who is her Holly?" asked the other man I think it was Morgan but I couldn't remember. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I think it was her sister. She said she wanted to call me Holly 'cause I reminded her of her sister. I was tired of being called Pet." I said. Morgan gave me a sad look.
"We will do everything in our power to get her back to her family. Do you have another name that you would like us to call you?" he asked. I shook my head.
"If I had one I don't remember. Master only called me Pet. I thought it was my name until Sam told me it couldn't be a name." I said smiling down at Sam.
"Ok, can we call you Holly then?" Dr. Reid asked. I nodded my head. "Alright then we have some questions for you, do you think you could answer them for me?" I looked at him and nodded my head again.
"I'll try, I don't know if I'll be much help." I said.
"That's ok; just tell us everything that you can remember. Ok we're going to start with when you were taken, what do you remember from before you came to live with Master?" he asked gently.
"I don't really remember anything other than what Master told me. He said that I was around six when he saved me from my parents. That they were horrible people and that they sold me to him." I said looking down. "I never believed him."
"Why didn't you believe him?" Morgan asked.
"I guess it was my dreams." I said shrugging my shoulders. I looked up and saw their confused faces so I continued. "I used to dream about this man and woman with huge white wings coming to me and making the pain go away. They would send me pictures in my dreams of me laughing and smiling with them. Oh and my favorite one was of a tire swing in front of a white house with a blue door." I was smiling at the memory.
"Do you remember anything else from the dreams?" Dr. Reid asked.
"Not really I just knew that those angels loved me and helped me. Oh I almost forgot they used to call me something, oh what was it? The woman angel would call me Sweet Pea, but the man would call me something different. Oh he would call me String Bean. That's it I never understood why they called me that but it always made me feel better." I said looking at the two agents.
"Ok Holly, what else can you tell us from when you first started living with Charles?" I looked at them confused for a second then it clicked, they were talking about Master.
"Nothing really, I just remember that I was hit a lot. I never did anything right so he would hurt me. Eventually I learned to do what he wanted. As long as I did what he wanted perfectly I was fine. Everything was good for a while then he brought Sam. He told me that she was a present for me because I was being so good. He thought I needed a friend." I said.
"What was it like after he brought Sam in?" Morgan asked.
"He was different, he hated her. He would hit her for no reason. I tried to stop him at first but he would only hit her harder if I tried to help." I said tears starting to well up in my eyes.
"Did he do anything to you when you tried to help Sam?" Dr. Reid asked. I nodded my head as the tears started to fall. I pulled my arms around my middle and hugged myself.
"He would take me to a room I hadn't seen before. It had a bed in it. He would throw me on the bed and he tied my hands to the bed post. Then he put himself inside me. It hurt so bad it was worse than the beatings." I was crying harder by now.
"It's ok Holly he can't hurt us now." Sam had woken up while I was answering the questions. She gently squeezed my hand and I cried harder.
"Sam! You're awake! They said that they are going to find your Holly, and they are going to take you home to your real family!" I was smiling through my tears.
"What about you Holly, are they going to find your family too?" She asked me. I shook my head.
"I don't think they can Sam. I don't remember anything. I don't even know my real name. Besides I think the angels took them a long time ago. But it doesn't matter you get to see your family again." I was smiling so big at the thought of Sam going home to her family.
"Actually, Holly, if we can just get a sample of your DNA we can find your family that way." I looked at the agents skeptically.
"Ok, but I have one question. What's DNA?" Sam laughed at my confused face.
"Holly they are going to take a swab of your cheek and test it against their computers so they can find your family. DNA is a fancy word for spit." Sam said.
"Oh, Ok when do you want to do it?" I asked looking towards Dr. Reid.
"Oh, uh, as soon as possible actually. I'll just go get a nurse." He said and walked out of the room.
"Isn't this great Holly, you're finally going to find your family!" Sam said. She was clearly excited. She kept squeezing my hand.
"Yeah I guess, but what if they don't like me, or what if they don't remember me? What am I going to do?" I asked getting scared.
"Well if that happens then I will be there for you. I won't let anything bad happen to you again." I laughed at her.
"Sam, that's my job. I'm supposed to protect you." I said giving her hand a light squeeze.
"Yeah and you did a really good job at it now it's my turn to help you." She said and I knew it was best to not argue with her.