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Chapter 7- Searching

I felt a deafening rush of emotion come over me which in turn clouded my rationality.

"Oh my God. I have to find him." I ran to the front entrance so fast that I unintentionally knocked someone over. I could hear Peter behind me, yelling for me to stop. I ignored him. When I reached the room I immediately began scrambling through the scattered mess. His wallet was lying on the floor, his id card visible. I grabbed the wallet and searched through every pocket. Peter pulled me off the ground, and I spoke before he had the chance to.

"His credit card is missing. He must've taken it with him. We need to track it, in case he makes any purchases with it."

"Olivia!" He yelled too late. I was already on the phone with Broyles.

"Set up a track on Smith's credit card. Let me know if he uses it."

"I'll call you the minute I find out."

"Thanks, bye." I started to walk to the hole in the wall to examine it but was grabbed by the arm before I had even moved two steps.

"Olivia." He wiped a tear from my cheek. I hadn't noticed I had started crying.

"What?" I yelled. I regretted it immediately and I hoped Peter knew that I wasn't angry at him. "Sorry."

"I know." His look was endearing. "Calm down."

"How? He just vanished."

"We'll find him. He can't just be gone. That's impossible."

"Do you see the massive hole in the wall? Nothing is impossible."

He knew I was right, so he didn't argue. "Fine. We need you to come back to the lab."

"No, no, no. I'm not going back until I find him. I know you don't approve, but right now, I don't care. I'm going to look for him. You can come with me, or you can stay here. Either way, I'm going now."

"You're right. I don't approve. But I'm going with you."

"You don't have to go with me just because you're worried about me getting hurt."

"Are we going?" He tried to avoid my comment with a rhetorical question.

The truck was completely silent for the first ten minutes or so, until I couldn't bear the tension anymore. "I do care…what you think. You know that, right?"

A small smile formed across his otherwise expressionless face. "You were right earlier, when you said I don't have to come because of you. I didn't have to, I chose to…because of you. The funny thing is, you say a lot of insane things, but you're almost always right. I've learned to trust you."

"Is that because of my superhuman ability to control lights with my mind?" He noticed my sarcasm right away.

"Partly, but you've been right about so much more. And not just about work. Me. Walter. You've brought us together, which I never in my wildest dreams thought possible." He chuckled. "Anyways…where are we going?"

"I don't know. We're just going to look around until we hear back from Broyles." I knew it wasn't probable that he would be seen just walking down the street, but I wasn't going to sit around and do nothing. We didn't have to wait long before my phone rang. "Agent Dunham."

"This is Broyles. We have his position. He's on the corner of Commonwealth and Alcom. Hurry, he probably won't be there long."

"I'm in the area. I'll be there in five minutes." I put both hands on the wheel and sped up. The light ahead of me had already turned yellow, so I sped up even more in an effort to make it. I skid around the corner at around 75 miles an hour and nicked the car beside me. Cars lined the street, with only small gaps between them. Fortunately, the vehicles saw my erratic driving and allowed enough space for me to squeeze past, hoping I wouldn't crash into them. I zigzagged in between the vehicles, down the long straight highway. When I approached the correct intersection, I made a hard right and pulled into a full parking lot. I cut off a few cars and made it to the front of Shaw's Grocery Store in a matter of seconds.

"Look through the parking lot. If you find him, call me and make sure you don't lose him." We went in opposite directions as fast as we could. I ran up and down every aisle, trying to find him. No luck. I called Peter. "Find him?"

"No."

"Go to the front entrance of Shaw's. I'll meet you there."

"Ok." He was waiting when I got there.

"Watch the door. I'm going to look inside." He didn't object. "I'll be back." I ran inside and across the front of the store, looking up every aisle as I passed. Then I saw him. He was in the health food aisle looking at organic cereals. He was so casual, like when had just happened never did. I walked up to his slowly, with my head tilted and my eyes squinted slightly. He didn't seem surprised to see me, as if he was expecting my arrival.

"Hello Olivia." He sounded completely monotone.

"What's going on? What just happened? How did you do that, that thing back at the hospital?"

"I'll explain later. Come with me."

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on." I sounded hostile.

"If you don't come with me and do exactly what I tell you to, things will get much worse than they already are."

"Is that a threat?"

"It's a warning. All I can tell you here is that certain things are happening and will continue to happen unless you come with me. You have an ability, unlike most humans, to stop this chaos." He paused. "Trust me."

"Where are we going?"

"Not far. We have to go somewhere where no one will hear us."

He led me to the front entrance. Peter was still standing there, staring off into space. He straightened up when he saw us coming.

"Tell you boyfriend he can't come with us."

"He's just a friend." I walked straight up to him. "Peter, would you mind staying here for a little while longer? You don't have to guard the door anymore."Peter looked up at my stepdad suspiciously, then back at me. "I'll be fine." I assured him.

"Fine." Then he leaned in and whispered into my ear. "Be careful."

"I will. I'll be back in a few." I had no idea when leaving the store with my dad how important I was in saving our world from complete destruction.