Part 8
I needed to talk to Megyn. Something just didn't feel right about what they were doing to Wade, cancer or no cancer, Wade or no Wade. Maybe I just couldn't forget what Stryker was going to do to Logan before he escaped. I knocked on the door to Megyn's room.
"Come in." she said from the other side. I opened the door and walked in. Megyn was sitting on her bed, looking through some photos.
"Oh, Carly. Hi." she said, looking up and giving a faint smile. She hadn't been around much since Wade got sick. Most days she just shut herself up in her room. Mostly nobody bothered her. Mostly because everybody left just didn't care. Colonel Stryker would talk to her here and there, but only when he needed her to do something for him. I cared. I felt bad for her, I did. I just didn't know what to say to her. What could I say? Nothing I could say would ease her pain. That would take time. And, I'm sure I would have just been considered a nuisance to her at a time like this. But, now, things didn't add up. I had to see what Megyn knew, or what she thought.
"Carly, sit down." Megyn said. I sat down across from her on the bed. I looked at some of the photos. There were some of her as a little girl, some of her when she was a teenager. But, the ones that caught my eye were a group that were piled in a messy stack on the bed.
"Go ahead." she said, as she saw my eyes focused on them. I picked them up and began to shuffle through them. They looked like her and Wade, but much younger, and they looked so happy.
"We were young, huh?" she said, catching my eye as I looked up at her from the pictures. I just nodded.
"I joined this group when I was really young. That's when I met Wade. I was always a loner. I never had any family or home. But, when I met Wade, I finally felt like I had found somebody who I could identify with. Wade was the only thing I needed." she said. Her eyes were beginning to sparkle a little from what looked like impending tears, but she pushed them away.
"Megyn," I said as I sat the pictures back down on the bed, "what's going on? What are they doing to Wade?"
"They're fixing him, curing him." Megyn said, seeming a bit defensive.
"Yeah, but what else are they doing to him? What are they turning him into?" I asked, trying to probe a little further.
"Carly, they're making him strong, strong so that nothing else like this can ever happen to him again." Megyn said.
"Megyn, they're putting other people's DNA into him. Like some kind of experiment." I said.
"Carly, he's going to be a fighting machine, a perfect warrior, a perfect killer. That's what Wade would want." Megyn said.
"But, is that all he's doing to him? Are you sure? Do we know all of Stryker's plans with him?" I asked. She looked at me, seeming a bit shocked, probably at my suspicion of Stryker, the man who raised me all these years.
"What are you talking about, Carly? What else would he possibly do to him?" she asked.
"Megyn, do you know about the procedure they did on Logan?" I asked.
"I heard about it. He flipped out and tried to kill Stryker after he himself volunteered for the procedure. That's gratitude for ya. He always was a little unstable. But, then again, you always were too close with Logan and his brother. I think you just took it too hard when he left. Carly, it was his fault. He flipped out. Even if you don't want to admit it." she said.
"Megyn, I was in the room. They were going to erase his memory. That's why he escaped." I said. Megyn was silent for a moment.
"Carly, you're young. I can't expect you to understand. This is Wade's salvation. If he doesn't do this, he'll die. His cancer is incureable. Stryker is offering a way to save his life. That's all. Now, quit being paranoid." she said.
"But, isn't being dead sometimes better than living a life that's not yours?" I said in a last ditch attempt to get through to her, make her see with her brain instead of her grief. She looked me in the eye.
"Carly, anything is better than being dead. Survival is all that matters in this world. But, of course, why would I trust your judgement? Because yours is so good? The person who's having the baby of that animal, Victor? Get out. Leave me alone." she said. I stood up and left the room, closing the door behind me. I knew she'd get over being angry at me. But, by then, it could be too late for Wade. What could I do now? Go to Victor? He may know something. And, I'm pretty sure his loyalties lie with me more than Stryker. I walked down the hall to Victor's room and knocked on the door.
"Come in, Firefly." he said. I opened the door.
"I knew it was you, Car. I could smell you. And I could hear the pattern of your footsteps coming down the hall." he said, giving his fanged grin. He walked over and started to kiss me. I kissed him back, but when I finally broke the kiss, and said, "Victor, I need to talk to you." He sat me down on the bed and sat next to me.
"This isn't about our baby, is it?" he said, looking somewhat confused. There was also a slight tinge of worry in his eyes, something I'd never seen in him before.
"No, it's not the baby. The baby is doing great." I said.
"Then, what is it, Car?" he asked, looking slightly less concerned and a little more confused.
"It's about what they're doing to Wade. What do you know about what Stryker is planning?" I asked.
"Well, I know they're going to turn him into the perfect weapon or something like that. I try to stay out of anything that involves Wade." Victor said. I knew that was true. Victor and Wade never really got along very well.
"Victor, I really need to know anything you know about it." I said.
"Well, sorry doll. I'm afraid that's about all I know. Stryker doesn't tell me anything, you know that. He just gives me orders and that's what I do. You probably know more about it than me. What's this all about, anyway?" Victor said.
"You swear that's it? That's all? This is important." I said.
"Car, that's all I know. I've never lied. Well, not to you." he said, grinning a little. This comment made me smile a little, even under the circumstances. Strange as it was, it was true. He'd lied to people all the time, but he never had lied to me.
"Why's this so important anyway?" he asked.
"Curiosity killed the cat." I teased.
"Car, don't play games with me now. What's going on?" he said. I knew he would sense if I was lying. I needed to tell him.
"I was in the room when they did the procedure on your brother. The reason he flipped out and escaped was because they were going to erase his memory. I heard Stryker say it with my own ears, and Logan heard it, too. That's why he jumped up out of the tank and escaped." I said. Victor's face took on a surprised expression.
"What? You're sure?" he said, putting his hands on my shoulders. I nodded. He turned around and punched the wall, which resulted in a hole being punched through it.
"Son of a bitch!" he said. I knew Victor hadn't known this or he wouldn't have been so calm. I knew Victor wouldn't want that because then Logan wouldn't have remembered him. Victor enjoys his rivalry with his brother way too much to let that go. He stood there for a moment with his clenched fist against the wall. "That son of a bitch!" he said. I knew he was talking about Stryker. Stryker obviously hadn't told Victor the part where he was going to erase Logan's memory. Victor turned around and looked at me.
"Carly, if I find out anything about what's going on with Wade, you'll be the first to know." he said. He walked out of his room and down the hall, probably to have a 'little chat' with Stryker.
