Pacey and Olivia had reached their destination. The road that led straight into "Capeside" and Olivia was expecting to head straight to see Doug. Pacey however had other ideas as they hit the back roads with Pacey in the lead.
"I'm not taking any chances Olivia", Pacey stated, "We're going to see Buzz. You'll like him, he's what I imagine Walter might have been like in his youth. He's smart, WAY too smart for his age and he doesn't really mix well with people. A total geek but he's a good guy. I mentored him when he was a kid."
Olivia nodded adding, "You think he's kept your secret and Doug doesn't know that he helped you out?". She hadn't exactly mentioned that she knew the name "Buzz Thompson" from her forays into "Dawson's Creek". The situation was crazy enough without Pacey seeing his life being played out on screen and Olivia wondered how Pacey might've reacted had he found this out.
Not wanting to complicate matters any further as such confessions would no doubt have worsened her relationship with Peter, she had kept quiet but couldn't help but keep a secret smile on her lips.
"Olivia, my brother's good at his job. No doubt he's been through my old contacts from the moment that I vanished. I hope he just didn't get as far as Buzz or we could be on some very shaky ground here.", Pacey looked concerned, "However, with all that's been happening in town then we might be lucky, yours truly doing a vanishing act may not be at the top of my brother's official job description", he added with a grin.
Both of them ended up in the back alley way leading out to a crop of houses and Pacey quickly found the house he was looking for and peered through the gaps in the large, green painted gate.
"That house there," he pointed out, "We should be okay, Buzz is in on his own most of the time. His mom works all day and Buzz usually is reading some geeky sci-fi novel or writing a thesis for his science class. C'mon, just follow me.."
Pacey reached up to unlock the gate, "Trust me Dunham. It's cool".
Olivia looked around hoping that Pacey was right. This was the last place she was expecting to visit, they had by-passed the main town area and Olivia was completely reliant on Pacey showing her the way. Last time they had never been near this part of town at all.
Pacey held the gate open for her, "I think now we've crossed over it's safe to remember my manners!", he grinned.
Olivia gave him a smirk and walked by. "I just hope your instincts are right here".
"Relax will you Dunham?!. What could possibly go wrong?!", Pacey tried to put her at ease as he shut the gate and they headed to the back door.
Buzz was fixing himself a snack. Sometimes he had to remind himself to eat as he would get wrapped up in whatever he was reading or working on. Usually when his stomach would play a funny tune THAT was when he decided to get up and take a break.
Today's novel was something he had found in the local book store, to some it was dated but to Buzz Thompson, it was a worthy treasure to be rescued from being trashed or pulped because no-one wanted to read it. The book was "Black Holes: The End Of The Universe?" by John Taylor.
Ever since Pacey had asked for his help, Buzz was trying hard to read up on EVERYTHING to do with science, space and time travel. Seeing that machine open a doorway into another world had blown his perceptions wide open and he realised that somehow "Capeside" and his life here was never going to be the same EVER again.
Now the Feds knew the secret and had the machine in their possession, Buzz was feeling that there had to be more to life than simply "THIS" universe. He wanted to be like Pacey and cross worlds and look for adventure, somehow, there had to be a way.
As he opened the refrigerator and took out the orange juice carton, he muttered away the rhyme that he had just learnt on page 105 of the book.
"There was a young girl called Bright,
Who could travel much faster than light".
He took a drink out of the carton and let the liquid refresh him and continued,
"She went out one day,
In an Einsteinian way,"
There was suddenly an insistent knock on the back door and Buzz nearly dropped the carton on the floor. Who on earth wanted to talk to him?. If it was anyone trying to sell something it would've been the traditional front door greeting.
"And returned the previous night", he frowned finishing the last line and called out, "Who is it?".
No reply but another knock.
"I ain't opening the door until I know who it is. You got 10 seconds."
Buzz tried to sound tough but inside he was shaking like a leaf, the encounter with the Feds still churned his insides when he let it get the better of him.
He shut his eyes tight for a few seconds and swallowed his fear.
"Buzz?!", came a voice, "It's okay, it's me, Pacey and I'm not alone. Let us in!".
"Pacey?" Buzz opened his eyes and set the carton onto the table nearby, "NO WAY!".
Fumbling for the lock and turning the key, Buzz opened the door and indeed, his eyes didn't betray him but he stood open mouthed at the sight of Detective Witter standing there along with what he could only describe as a gorgeous looking woman who seemed a little bemused by the whole situation.
"Pacey?!…OH MY GOD…IT'S REALLY YOU!", Buzz suddenly threw his arms around the startled Detective and looked as if he was about to burst into tears.
"Buzz?", Pacey's voice suddenly was laced with concern at the reaction as he hugged the young man back, "It's okay man, it's cool, I made it back!".
Buzz looked at him and grinned, " I knew you'd find a way!. I always believed you'd be back!. I never gave up hope!" and then suddenly he started to reel off a thousand things at once as he took a step backwards.
"Oh God Pacey!. Your Brother, The Feds, Jones let another device go in this place somewhere in Texas, THAT MACHINE YOU LEFT ME!", his tone got slightly higher and he seemed to be hyperventilating as it became too much for him.
"Whoah there Buzz, sit down!", Pacey pulled up a chair, "Breathe, just breathe, calm down Buzz, it's okay!".
Olivia looked on concerned at how the young man was reacting to them both, it seemed he was pretty overcome physically and emotionally.
"It's okay Buzz. Just take your time and tell us everything slowly," she laid a hand on the young man's arm and smiled. Almost immediately Buzz became calmer, Olivia seemed to have an effect on him.
"Are you Agent Dunham by any chance?," Buzz turned to her trying hard not to gaze at her as if he was in the presence of some beautiful goddess descended from the skies above as he gulped, "Pacey's told me so much about you."
"Agent Olivia Dunham, " Fringe" Division, well in my universe at least" she smiled nodding, "Pacey told me about you Buzz. It's nice to meet you".
Buzz looked bashful and then at Pacey and could not help but admit to his friend and mentor, "You were right man.", he looked at him admirably and mouthed, "Total Babe Paralysis".
Pacey let a large grin light up his features, "Buzz, seriously though, both of us need to know what's been happening since I left. You mentioned Doug. Has he been round asking about me?. What about the Feds?. Don't worry, we know about Jones and that situation is just as serious if not more so but it's what my brother and Agent Andrews have been up to that concerns me the most".
Buzz took in a deep breath, "Okay man, I'll start with your brother first!", he decided to concentrate on Pacey as he found that if he looked Olivia's way, he became pretty self conscious and would lose his train of thought.
"He's been worried Pacey. He came around after you left and was asking if I'd seen you or spoke to you. I told him the best I could man", he hung his head sheepishly, "He called your cell, I left it in my rucksack and he heard it. Sorry Pacey, he caught me red handed. Put two and two together but he didn't know where you were. I SWEAR TO GOD I NEVER TOLD HIM!".
"Oh boy!", Pacey rubbed his eyes, "I get the feeling this is just the start, Buzz, you look as if there's more to this story than that".
"Pacey, it was the Feds. That Agent Andrews was keeping the Sheriff under surveillance when he caught me, it kinda escalated from there. You wanna here more?".
Pacey's enthusiasm and cocky manner began to disappear as he realised that things weren't working out the way he anticipated. "Buzz,", he sighed, "Surely you still have the machine in safe keeping?".
Buzz looked at the floor. "Well, Pacey, that's the thing, it's ah…COMPLICATED man."
Pacey looked at Olivia crestfallen, shaking his head and looking really concerned.
"Detective, what could possibly go wrong?!", she held his gaze as Pacey's words came back to haunt him.
The rest of the "students" were in position as Rob Jones circled them like a hyena stalking it's prey on the African savannah. It wasn't long until the last event would unfold, but first Jones had a task for his followers to complete.
"It's important to concentrate. I want you to set your minds back to the other universe, your home. Become the hive mind, working as one and concentrate your energies into seeing into that world. Back to the base where we left and reach out to your fellow student. Think of Lisa and what she was tasked with and let your thoughts meld with hers."
His voice was soothing, almost hypnotic as he circled Annie, Richie and Tessa and a fourth man who had been drafted in to complete the circle.
Like Lisa Brewster, this man was also a "Cortexiphan" subject and part of the original trial group at the Ohio trials, he had taken some tracking down but Jones had finally claimed him as his and was actually showing just as much promise as those involved in the Florida trial.
"You're doing well Aaron, keep it together." Jones gave the man some encouragement as he continued walking around them and talking. Jones had studied the tapes of how Walter Bishop had "trained" the children to move their minds and use their abilities to cross universes and instead of using his own methods felt that sticking to the tried and tested methods worked out for everyone involved.
"Let the power flow out of you and collect as one and see with a single eye!".
Aaron Walsh let a smile play on his lips as he concentrated his power and felt his mind join with his fellow students. His particular talent and why he had been chosen for the group was that he was termed as a "pusher" or a "fixer". Somehow he could make people do things that they normally wouldn't do or dream of doing. In fact his nickname was "MODELL" taken from a favourite episode of the series "The X-files" and from a case where the guy could push others into doing things they had no wish to do.
In fact, he had done pretty well for himself with this talent and it was really through boredom than lack of any financial motivation that he agreed to become part of Rob Jones group. He loved "pushing" it was in fact a bit like a drug to him, the high of it, the feeling that encapsulated him and the release of energy was just too good not to use.
Did he feel anything resentful towards William Bell or Walter Bishop that this had been done to him as a kid?. No, he didn't. In fact, he was grateful that it had occurred and side effect in his case were minimal.
Oh and the ladies loved what he could do!. So what had happened to him was a blessing in disguise and anything he could do to test his abilities to the extreme limits of his powers was a welcome bonus he could never dream of in normal life.
Aaron focussed his power in melding his will and the others abilities together into a single force and ready to leave the confines of their flesh and blood bodies. They would be pure energy, ready to go anywhere and see anything they wanted to.
In his mind's eye he could see and feel it all coming together and it was so beautiful, total communion and understanding. However they had a job to do and using his will, he steered this energy back to their point of origin in what they termed as "the normal universe".
Jones stood outside the circle and looked proudly on. Yes, he had done well with these people and their abilities, it was just a small stepping stone this small experiment, just to see what was going on and if Lisa had completed her task.
"What do you see?", he spoke as he watched his students intently as he knew their minds were now fully concentrated and extended towards their destination.
With one voice they answered back, "The base still stands intact", indeed from their perspective, seeing the whole complex from the outside in their disembodied state it was something that Jones did not expect.
"WHAT?!", he spat, "Not possible!. Lisa had orders to destroy the complex!", dark thoughts invaded his mind, "Go inside the base, tell me what you see, tell me who is there inside", he controlled his emotions as he knew anything dark and volatile could upset his student's mental and emotional equilibrium.
"Lisa is not there. The F.B.I are there. Dr Bishop and his assistant have found the "OCULA" and know how to operate it. They are coming to this universe", came the reply in unison and in monotone.
"Indeed. Bravo Dr Bishop.", Jones could not help but acknowledge the genius of the man who if it weren't for his vision and that of William Bell, then this enterprise of his would never have been possible. He paused collecting his thoughts, "Go to Lisa", he added, "Find out why she could not carry out her orders".
Several minutes passed, "Lisa is blocking her thoughts, we cannot read her."
"Is she now?!", Jones clenched his fists, Lisa was the one who held the ability to sometimes block her emotions from everyone else in the group making her unreadable when she so desired. "If she won't talk then find me Olivia Dunham!".
There was always another way to get at the truth.
"Olivia Dunham is not in this universe." the answer that Jones did not wish to hear echoed off the walls of the missile silo, and at first he felt rage but it was replaced with understanding and cold hard logical fact. "If she is not here, then come back to this universe and tell me where she is exactly".
Jones paced the floor, so it seemed that Olivia had crossed over and was in this universe now, that made his job MUCH easier.
"Interference?!", Jones mused on the problem, "Where would you go Miss Dunham?!", he pondered. The answer stared him in the face, "Back to the scene of the crime it would seem. I think you've just given me the green light to go ahead with the final part of my plan."
Jones knew that the mix of Cortexiphan and the "Tin Man" serum caused both electrical and magnetic distortions for at least a good 2 months after the events and sometimes it was difficult to get his students to breach this wall. There was only one good way of being sure that this was all 100% certain.
"You've done well, my students. I have one last task for you. Contact Mr Tyler would you and tell him to focus his mind and have one goal above all. Olivia Dunham has crossed over and I wish to learn what she knows. He alone can achieve this."
Minutes later the trance the four students were in had been terminated. The four of them looking towards Rob Jones.
"Ken knows what to do", Aaron informed him.
"So she's here. Olivia's here!", Annie seemed excited as did Tessa who added, "It'll be good to see her again".
Richie nodded, "I guess this is where the real shit begins huh?", he looked over at Jones for confirmation.
"You've done well." Jones praised them and shook hands with the men and hugged the women, "Indeed, this has all come to fruition at the best possible time, ladies and gentlemen.". He took out his modified cell phone and on the screen the face of Corporal Chavez appeared at the entrance of the underground complex.
"Ah Corporal, good to see you," Jones greeted the man, " Do tell me that you've had some success since our last meeting?".
"Sir, we've located the exact co-ordinates and we'll be breaking through the last metres of rock shortly, it seems we've succeeded sir," the young man beamed proudly.
"Excellent work Corporal. I have new orders for you. As you are aware there is one piece of our missing puzzle to collect before this mission can be hailed a success. Take three of the men and head towards a town called "Capeside" and wait for further orders. You are to leave immediately understood?"
"Yes sir, understood. Our contact's name is..?", he inquired.
"I have yet to inform him of your arrival but he will see you there. You are to head to these co-ordinates that I'm sending to you shortly and he will meet you there." Jones replied, "Corporal Chavez, it is most important that no harm shall befall this "special piece of the puzzle" and if anything should happen to her, my wrath will be swift and unforgiving."
Jones warning made the young Corporal's face pale, "Understood sir, we'll take every precaution necessary!".
Jones nodded, "Very well, good luck." and the call ended.
"Time to call in that favour then sir?", Richie looked at his boss knowingly, he had been there when the whole sorry business had begun.
"Indeed Richie. Indeed." Jones dialled the number that would put him through to the one man that was in his pocket and was working for his interests alone.
A voice answered on the other end quite annoyed from what Richie could hear, "Switch to screen mode so that I can see you", Jones ordered the man on the other side of the line.
Happy that he could now see the man he was speaking to, Jones smiled confidently.
"It's time for you to do my bidding. Remember that agreement we had?. If you know where your best interests lie, then I suggest you follow my orders to the letter".
Jones liked to see the man squirm and this guy was certainly doing just that!. The worm on the end of the hook.
He laughed and then started to relate to the man exactly WHAT he wanted him to do and EXACTLY WHERE it was he was going.
Jones loved that this was all starting to finally fall into place.
Back In The "Normal" Universe…
"Walter, we're travelling light, just ourselves and the bare essentials!", Astrid protested as Walter was seemingly intent on packing EVERYTHING onto a trolley/suitcase and that was including scientific equipment.
"I'm only covering every eventuality and possibility!", protested the scientist, "It would be foolhardy not to!", he looked frustrated, "Besides, last time we were there I had to wear the same clothes for several days!. Not my idea of fun, Astro!".
"Walter, if you want to take that and drag it behind you, feel free but I'm only taking the basics!", Astrid opened her bag and showed Walter the better way to travel with a smug expression on her face.
"Dr Bishop, I think you should listen to Agent Farnsworth. We're wasting valuable time here", Broyles tried to focus the scientist on the WHY they were going rather than the packing idea. After all it wasn't a vacation that they were taking.
Walter looked beaten, "Very well Agent Broyles but I must insist on taking my "Walkman" as at least I can get batteries over there and I cannot be without some music whilst on my travels!", he pulled out a "Sony" and clipped it onto his belt and packed the headphones into his coat pocket. "And of course this little beauty!", he produced the replica of "September's device" which was integrated with a view screen and a keypad.
"This Agent Broyles has the co-ordinates downloaded from that "Ocula" device into the memory of this little enhanced wonder. Should anything happen I have this as a back-up and we at least have an insurance policy of sorts!".
Walter looked at least partially ready to go and he did a quick search through his pockets,
"Medication, tissues, cassettes…" he rattled off, "AND A TOOTHBRUSH!" he announced.
"Toothpaste?", Astrid looked at him raising an eyebrow expectantly.
Walter produced a tube and added, "Never go anywhere without some Fluoride-free toothpaste!", he then sidled up to Broyles, "You do know that fluoride is a poison don't you Agent Broyles?!. It suppresses the intellect and is actually an ingredient in rat and cockroach poisons and nerve gas!.", his tone of voice dropped considerably.
"The government want to poison us and make us all docile slaves, why do you think the Nazi's added it to the drinking water in their concentration camps?."
He left Broyles to ponder on that subject as he shuffled over to the "Ocula" control board, and started the firing up sequence for the machine.
"Let's get this show on the road!", he announced as the machine began to awaken from it's temporary slumber and slowly hummed into existence.
Meanwhile, back in the "Fictional" Universe..
It was time. Ken had received his orders from the collective hive mind of the others and switched off his G.P.S tracker. This was where the fourth event was to begin.
Before he attempted anything else, he let his mind focus on his childhood, back in "Jacksonville" and the "Cortexiphan" trials. A conversation half remembered but still it brought a smile to his face.
"The other kids in the class think I'm a freak. I don't feel like one here.", he spoke to a young girl with long, flowing blonde hair who was sitting next to him as they were colouring in some of their drawings. "How about you?. Do the other kids make fun of you?".
"I haven't got many friends. They call me "Han" and think that I act older than my years.", his companion had replied. "At least we both share something in common, we fit in here with others like ourselves. It's a good feeling isn't it?".
"Olivia, is that nickname from "Star Wars" as in "Han Solo?".
"Yeah," she looked sad and shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
"Cool nickname. Han Solo saved the day at the end of "Star Wars" when he helped rescue Luke Skywalker and blasted all those ships with the "Millennium Falcon". I think Luke gets too much credit for what he did. Han Solo should get his own movie!", Ken remembered Olivia's laugh and it made him laugh too.
"Thanks Ken. That made me feel a whole lot better!" she had told him.
"If we meet up when we're older, Olivia, I bet you'll be like Han Solo and you'll save the day", he added with a wink.
Olivia 's cheeks went scarlet and she mumbled, "Maybe…Who knows?!" as she returned her attention to her drawing and picked up a different coloured crayon to finish her picture.
Ken stood in the street and knew that he wasn't far off the mark with his prediction. "Time to check up on what you're doing Miss Solo", he thought and closed his eyes. It was time to literally blow this town to smithereens.
As the energies collected and swelled inside, as the electric currents crackled and brought down the power lines and raced along the path and through the roads, cracking the tarmac and as the air became dry and devoid of moisture, all Ken could think about was that conversation with Olivia Dunham so many years ago.
He recalled a song that he heard recently which he wondered if she had ever heard, it explained so much of what they were and was written probably from their point of view sharing the same genetics as themselves…
"You're not certain when you feel hurt, get violent when you deal,
With how the world drags you along, You're not alone.
Nothing good was ever free. No-one gets it no-one sees.
So here you stand beloved Freak…You're not alone."
In "Capeside" Olivia suddenly shivered as if someone was walking over her grave, Buzz's words became distant as she suddenly felt a warm, cozy, fuzzy feeling descend over her entire being. It felt refreshingly energetic at the same time as she had a feeling that she wasn't alone inside her consciousness, she wasn't alone and it felt strangely comforting as well as distinctly alien.
Pacey turned his attention from Buzz back to Olivia and noticed how slack jawed and glassy eyed she looked.
"OLIVIA!", he was at her side as she fell over from the chair she had been sitting on and held her tightly, looking into her face for any sign of recognition.
Olivia's mind heard the song and the words…
"Sometimes we get so tired and weak, we lose the sky beneath our feet.
You're not alone.
Every comet throws an arc, and scars our vision cross the dark.
When we're gone, we will remain.
You're not alone…"
Back in the other Universe, Walter, Astrid and Broyles could only stare as the "Ocula's" gateway snapped on and off and back and forth, it seemed that it was alternating energies and there was no way to cross over safely.
They were too late as the power hummed and died and did so time and again. The life of the gateway had been taken off life support and was dying in front of their eyes and there was nothing they could do about it except stare in disbelief.
Walter shook his head and Astrid clung to his arm.
"What about Olivia?", she asked Walter, "What about us?. Where does that leave us now?".
Walter stared at the dying tech, "The universal link is being severed Astro, m'dear. We must wait until the storm abates. Calm always follows a storm", he patted her arm and tried to sound up beat.
Back in "Langdon", in the "Fictional Universe", Ken let the build-up of energies reach it's peak and threw them out into the world as he mused on how himself and their kind were treated as youngsters after the trial had ended and they were thrown out into the world to deal with the consequences.
"People lie and people steal, they misinterpret how you feel,
And so we doubt and we conceal, You're not alone.
Don't worry for me, just think of yourself.
Think of yourself. When we're gone, we will remain."
Ken saw that he was beginning to glow and that brought another smile to his lips as all around him the town of "Langdon", North Dakota, began to crumble into dust, unable to take the pressure of what was happening. Both implosions and explosions simultaneously going off around him whilst the static made the hair on his head and body stand on end.
The coloured pastel hoses were gone, the play park was vapourised and all the "Midwich Cuckoos" were silenced by a deadly wave of energy that caught them unexpectedly.
He repeated the last verse of the song as he focussed the energy skyward and down into the depths of the earth, trying to free the last remaining water channel that needed to be unblocked for creation to unfold.
"So here you stand Beloved Freak,
The world is at your feet..
This little light of mine…
I'm gonna let it shine…let it shine…let it shine…"
And the light did in fact shine, in one giant flare and final bow as the wave dispersed and all became deathly quiet.
"Langdon", North Dakota, was gone, the wasteland that now stood in its place devoid of all life bar one single individual.
A small whisper fell from his drained lips as he saw the destruction that he had caused…
"And so you stand Beloved Freak, The world is lying at your feet," he knelt down and let the scorched, parched dust trickle through his fingers and looked up at the sun in the sky,
"Let it Shine…Let It Shine...Let it shine.."
He got up and began walking…
Walking back to where he'd meet Rob Jones and the dreamless sleep awaited him with open arms.
Behind him, a warm wind blew over the remnants of the town of "Langdon.". One solitary piece of metal survived, the words just about legible above the scorching, a sign from perhaps one of the many shops that had stood here moments before.
"Thank you for your custom. Please call again".
"Pacey!…Oh God…What's going on?!", Buzz was in the middle of relating his story to the Detective and his inter-universal side-kick, when it seemed things started to go wrong.
He felt like he was watching some movie, it was surreal and it seemed he felt disembodied as he watched Agent Dunham fall from the chair she had been sitting on and by sheer luck, Pacey was there to catch her.
Pacey had laid her out on the sofa and gently stroked her hair, "Damn Olivia, not now!", he cursed as Buzz could see that his face bore the marks of concern and worry regarding the woman's inexplicable behaviour.
"I gotta call 911 Pacey, this is just way outta my league!", Buzz managed to snap himself out of his "viewer" mode as the reality of the situation hit him.
"NO!. BUZZ!", Pacey immediately left Agent Dunham's side and gripped the boy's shoulders firmly, "No hospitals or paramedics Buzz," his voice became gentler but insistent, "This is just temporary, I just haven't got round to explaining all of this. Just trust me okay?".
"Temporary?!", Buzz gave him an incredulous look back, "THAT is not normal for an ordinary person to be experiencing", he looked at Olivia's fixed stare and vacant expression and shivered.
Pacey remembered what Walter had concocted for Olivia to drink after the first episode he witnessed, he had to try and keep his friend calm and focussed and not alert anyone else to their presence here in Capeside. At least not yet anyway".
"Buzz, I need you to help me and help Olivia. This is important", he took a deep breath and then related all the ingredients from memory of the drink that he knew would aid Olivia's recovery to a surprised Buzz.
"You sure this is gonna help her?", he looked like he was unconvinced.
"Do it Buzz. Quickly." Pacey replied and turned his attention back to Olivia lying on the sofa.
"Okay Pacey…" Buzz hastily headed for the refrigerator and the cupboards and looked for the ingredients that was needed for the drink all the time aware that something about this situation was just way too "out there" and a little creepy.
"Olivia, if you can hear me, it's okay. I'm here for you. Buzz is here too. Just come back soon…", Pacey continued to stroke Olivia's hair and hoped to hell that this would just be as temporary as the last event.
Buzz returned a few minutes later with the drink ready and he looked at Olivia's expression and then to Pacey's.
"What the hell does this mean?", he asked, "Why her and not you?. Is this something to do with crossing from one world to this one?".
Pacey turned to him his face grim. "It means Buzz, that somewhere another town is gone on our world. Jones or should I say, one of his minions have just killed thousands of innocent people and Olivia is the one person that can sense this. She also happens to be the next person that Jones is coming after. I have so much to tell you Buzz and maybe precious little time in which to do it. Just trust me on this one. This is "normal" for Olivia, she has a link to Jones and these people, she's one special woman Buzz…" he sighed.
"There's only one Olivia Dunham", he mused, "And it's important to keep her safe."
Buzz took in Pacey's words and it gave him some answers to the questions that he wanted but left him wanting to know so much more. For now though, it was enough to be going on with.
Pacey's face suddenly lightened up as the first signs of Olivia returning to her normal state of being suddenly began to materialise. "Oh thank goodness!..", he breathed out.
Olivia's eyes fluttered open and she began to thrash about, fear was controlling her and Pacey held her down, "It's okay Olivia.." he whispered, "Calm down…shh…you're safe..", the thrashing subsided and she lay there breathing hard.
Pacey let her sit up as she ran her hands through her hair and Pacey took the drink that Buzz had made and told Olivia to sip it slowly.
"I remembered what Dr Bishop made up for you in the lab on the previous occasion." he smiled, "Just sip it slowly and take your time."
Olivia nodded and sipped the drink and tried to make sense of the images that had pounded her head and subconscious mind. Once she had time to put it into perspective, she put the drink down and looked at both Pacey and Buzz.
"The town's name is "LANGDON" in "North Dakota". It's gone. I saw it happen." Her voice was husky and her eyes were moist.
"It's okay Olivia," Pacey held her hand, "I'm here…"
Olivia smiled sadly. She knew that time was running out for them both on this case.
"I'm afraid that's not all Pacey. I think Jones may know that I'm here in this universe. The man who instigated the event at "Langdon", he spoke to me in that trance.
Jones is coming for me and I don't think anyone is capable of protecting me from him and what I'm supposed to do."
All three of them looked to each other in silent support.
It seemed that the stakes in the game had suddenly gone higher quicker than anyone would've anticipated.
The sands of time were now trickling away in the hourglass and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.
Chapter title comes from the band "The Cult" and is the final track of their "Love" CD which by the way, is a great CD and is called "Black Angel".
The song is about coming home to face "the music" as such and seemed appropriate for the chapter and I'll probably reference more of it in later chapters.
The other song I used was from "Garbage" and off their last CD ("Not Your Kind Of People") and a track which I adore lyrically. It's one of those tracks that just "speaks" to you or just resounds with an "ache" as you identify with it. Shirley Manson…you outdid yourself with this song…it's beautiful!.
It's called "Beloved Freak" and there was no question that I'd end up using this song lyric at some point in the narrative.
The fluoride stuff is all from various sources online which I've read and believe me, it changed my opinion on what I was brushing with and now I'm fluoride-free and it hasn't made any of my teeth rot away by changing. Sometimes we have to take baby-steps to changing our thoughts and habits we've been programmed with over our lives. Start small, then it leads to another small step and then before you know it….you're running a marathon!.
Don't get me started on sugar and artificial sweeteners though and what G.M food can do…moving swiftly on…
Apologies to "Langdon" for blowing you guys up in the narrative…nothing personal..
Finally…I totally invented the "AARON" character up but the "X-FILES" episode is in the season 3 box set and happens to be one of my top five faves of all time…never can look at "Cerulean blue" in the same light ever again!.
My double-agent will be revealed soon, just thought I'd add a little twist to the narrative and keep you guessing!.
As always, thanks for choosing to read this story of mine. Hope I'm not boring you with it and that you can try and follow the "movie" which I see being played out in my head…
Cheers.
PROGENESIS: "Crossing The Styx". Chapter Twenty-One: "A Black Angel At Your Side".