Chapter 4
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Helena awoke to both a pounding headache and a pounding on the door. Rubbing her head she cautiously got up from under the sink, after slipping back on her jacket she unlocked the door and what she saw made her panic. Several men in white Hazmat suits were all around Piers. Two other men stood directly in front of her path unable to see their expressions let alone faces before one of the masked figures moved forward to grab her. Moving back she started to reach for her gun on reflex before she remembered she left them in her bag in the taxi which was currently with Chris looking for Leon.
"Don't worry agent Harper we are here to help." A muffled male sounding voice said as the figure moved forward to grab her again. Looking back at herself from the mask the man wore she had no other option but to go, resisting lightly as they dragged her out of the small bathroom across from the bed where she noted Piers was also giving the white clad figures a hard time.
Seeing Helena being taken out of the room he roared in a fury that was almost frightening, trying even harder to shake off the hands on him succeeding in throwing off two men as he ripped off his I.V's. knocking over the monitors and pulling down part of the curtains before more hands reached out over his body dragging him back onto the bed. In the struggle he threw his head back connecting it with a mask cracking it forcing the person to let go, Helena meanwhile was just outside the door before she did a side kick to her left dropping the person she believed to be a man to his knees. Twisting her arm free as she pushed the other of balance ran back over to Piers's side wrapping her arms protectively around his neck seemed to have caused a shockwave effect among those surrounding them.
"What is going on here?" A deep resonating Haitian accent echoed through the room, walking into view the pair saw who spoke and why the group of people moved away from the bed. A tall dark skinned man, wearing a smokey grey three piece suit with a sky blue collar shirt and black bowtie under a white lab coat. Taking off his matching colored fedora before he bowed slightly as he spoke again. "Forgive the sudden interruption my subordinates clearly have no manners, I am the chief district advisor, you may call me Doctor Josué Destine."
Looking the man over Helena saw he was a well-groomed man in his late thirties or early forties, his most prominent facial features were is strong jaw line, high cheek bones, and mesmerizing hazel eyes. Flashing a brilliantly ivory white smile showing all his teeth, he put his hands briefly over his circle beard before stating " B.S.A.A. SOU agent Piers Nivans you are to come with us for...some special tests."
"Yeah I'm gonna have to past on that, I've already had my shots for the day and I'm pretty sure that I'm going to be good for a while."
The Haitian man said pushing a few people out of his way. They both swallowed loudly for chief advisor much more physically fit up close than anticipated. They could almost see all his muscles bulging through his clothing. Running his fingers through his induction style hair cut tinged with some grey, he looked into Helena's eye before saying " And you agent Harper will be coming with us as well, Captain Redfield's current report say you are to come with us for his..." He paused a moment as if searching for the right word to use." stability." He said waving slightly at Piers almost sardonically.
Looking at each other it was clear that they had no other options in the matter, without realizing it their hand got closer as their fingers intertwined.
It was hardly a matter of minutes the paperwork for Piers to be cleared and he was being brought out in a wheelchair pushed by Helena, again out the corner of her eye she saw a woman with short black hair in a red dress, snapping her head more quickly hoping to see if she couldn't get a better glimpse at who she thought she saw. Again she saw nothing, her mind had a cruel way of playing tricks on her.
Pushing him towards one of the large black tinted SUV's. Helena helped him into the back seat of one of the vehicles in the front she sat on his left side, wrapping his arm over her shoulders he took her hand in his as she rested her head on his shoulder. There saw something unexplainable about the connection between them, she knew that when he was around that she wanted him as he was. He wanted him just to be there Destine followed them and sat in the passenger seat eyeing them from the rear view mirror as he got comfortable, while another white coat took the wheel. As they SUV's started to move she leaned over into his ear and said in a low whisper he had to strain to hear.
"Are we sure we can trust these guys?" squeezing his hand gently.
Eyeing the men in the front seats suspiciously before turning to look in to her eyes before responding "We have no other choice if it's what Captain said then we have to trust his word on it." Giving her a smile and light peck on the lips before facing forward again.
"I believe I should make a few things clear before we arrive." Josué turning to face them, giving them each a look let them know he was serious. "First you are going to be in a safe place so to do everything that is instructed of you no questions asked. Second no harm will come to you as long as you do as you are told. And finally do not do anything that would cause suspicion to you, my men are not as kind as myself they may or may not have itchy trigger fingers and might kill you if you do." he finished ambiguously
"Right as compared to anything else in a top secret research lab would have to offer, you wouldn't happen to have any other B.O.W's in this place we're going too would you?" Piers asked sarcastically rolling his head over and resting it against Helena's taking in the faint scent of her shampoo.
Eyeing them both before pursing his lips, then flashed his all to well forced smile then said "The subjects we have are of less than desirable grade, and don't what we're looking for."
"Meaning the "subjects" are from the T and G-Virus and you..."
"We have more then those poor excuses of viruses." The buff Dr. spat causing the driver to flinch and swerve. Glaring at the poor man behind the wheel before turning his head around to look at the both of them. Piers couldn't help but shift his body slightly so he was more in front of Helena's. Looking at him with an indifferent gaze. "I have no interest in your drug junkie girlfriend, your the one that's important she's only here to make sure you don't get a bullet in your head. which seeing how easily you lose your temper I wouldn't bet on you living long."
"Wait hold on didn't you said you needed Piers alive for testing?" Helena questioned completely missing the fact that Destine knew about her problem with dilaudid.
"It matters not wither he's alive or dead a test subject is still a test subject, we have ways of keeping the viruses alive even after the host dies so it's not concern of mine if your new lover dies or not I just need new research material." Destine said stroking his beard again.
"He is almost as bad as Simmons I can't believe this guy." Helena thought before she felt Piers breath on her neck causing her to jump, looking back in to his pain filled eyes she could see he wanted to say something but couldn't get the words to form. Slowly he moved his face to hers and gave her a light sensual kiss on her lips, reeling back she noticed that he took some pleasure in seeing her face change from a pale white to a crimson red. Pinching his cheek she moved her head away and breathed "That's enough for now, behave yourself you naughty boy."
"How can I when someone so attractive is sitting so close." He leaned in and planted a few small kisses on her neck, causing her to involuntarily giggle, pushing his face away with a playful slap.
Stopping after driving hours past the city at what looked like a farm of some sort they all got out and moved toward the front of the building. Helena taking it upon herself to drape Piers's arm over her shoulder's moved slowly after the people dressed in full white body suits, with the "kind doctor" following up the rear. " You need not worry we'll be there soon just a little further."
Looking up as him she couldn't help herself from smiling faintly "Even after all this he is still beautiful, I have to remain strong for him" She thought not knowing at the same time he was thinking the exact same think about her.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls;
The most massive characters are seared with scars.
~ Khalil Gibran
A/N: Thank you all for your support and views, it took so much longer to get this one uploaded than expected but it's finally up and I'm so glad it's done. Yes I am aware I used SOU, Special Operations Unit, as a title for Piers, however while looking for his actual rank the only thing I found was sniper and self proclaimed best driver at the B.S.A.A. Please PM or comment me if there's anything you'd like to see in the upcoming stories. Disclaimer in the next chapter will be rated M for sexual content and extreme language.
