It didn't take long for us to reach the repurposed casino. Slots machines piled in a corner, cashier turned into a small armoury, and a spray painted sign painted next to a staircase leading to the clinic I was told about.
"She ready?" I heard some one ask.
"Yes she's been drugged and she's ready to go."
"Good. I'll get started."
"No you don't." I jumped into the conversation.
"And who the hell do you think you are."
"Her bloody husband," I was getting angry, "And his bloody son." I pointed at my father's back who I spotted out of the corner of my eye.
"Daniel? What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm here to get my wife."
"It's too late for that."
"What do you mean 'its too late'?"
"She's already been drugged and is being prepped for surgery."
"But they haven't started." I was already running up the stairs to the clinic.
"Daniel! Stop!"
I burst into one of the hotel rooms that had been fitted for surgery finding it empty. I continued down the hall way looking in room after room not finding her. There was one door left. I could hear a heart beat monitor beeping inside. Knowing that I could be too late I calmly opened the door to see three surgeons standing around a bench. One with a bone saw in his hand lowering it onto Ellie's head.
Out of instinct I drew my 9mm and loudly clicked off the safety and aimed it at the head surgeon's head.
"Don't you dare." The surgeon froze as the blade touched Ellie's scalp.
"Daniel. Lower the weapon. Lower the weapon son."
"No. I've lost so much and I'm not about to lose the person I care about most." I didn't even turn around to meet my father's voice.
"This isn't about you. This isn't about her. Its about the entire human race. Daniel, if we find out what happened to her we might just find a cure. She'll save the world."
"You seriously think that you can convince me."
"Well if I can't. I'll have to force you to leave."
"But if you try Dr Surgeon is going to have to preform brain surgery on himself."
I was grabbed in a choke hold before I could react and the bullet hit the ceiling. The firefly that had me in his grasp was dragging me towards the door of the room. I wasn't going to give up that easily. I fumbled in my pocket for the grenade. I grabbed it and pulled the pin. The firefly instantly let go as he noticed the explosive drop to the ground. I rolled it through the door with my foot and I dived to the ground.
"Shit grena-" The warning came to late as shrapnel shredded the walls.
As the sound subsided I picked my pistol back up and jumped at the operating table where Ellie miraculously lay unscathed. I disconnected her from the machines and picked up her slim frame.
"We're getting out of here sweet."
I carried her through the door to see my wounded father holding his gut on the ground.
"Daniel, why?"
"She's the best thing that has ever happened to me."
"I'm sorry son, I shouldn't have left you at that military school. Please forgive me."
"I shouldn't but you are forgiven. But I don't want to see you again."
"Very well. "
As he said this a squad of armed fireflies, including Michele ran around the corner.
"Stop. Give us the girl."
"Its alright," My father called, "let him go."
