Chapter 19, we getting to the end, enjoy!

Warnings: Violence

Disclaimer in chapter 1

Unbetaed AF 33333333

Christmas Wish

Chapter 19

Red Hair

"Brittany, they're going to try to take you…"

Brittany let out a moan of pain, opening her eyes and looking around, rubbing her sore neck. She could hear loud beeping and looked around in the darkness. She was in her car, why was she in her car again? What happened?

Brittany tried to look at the console on her car but found she couldn't read it properly, it was upside down, gods, no wonder why she felt like she was being smashed, she was upside down in her car. Her car was upside down, gods.

She managed to get her phone out her purse that rested by her head. The screen was cracked but it worked and she made a call, with shaky fingers.

"Brittany, are you okay, you cut off on me," Lester's voice came through, his voice shaky.

"The-they t-boned Manny and Zero," she moaned trying to get her legs to work, "I didn't see where their car went, they could be dead."

"Don't worry about them baby, they're strong men, can you get up?" Brittany groaned, turning her body and pulling it out of the driver window.

Brittany grabbed her purse and pulled out the gun Lester gave her with a shaky hand, "I got my gun," she finally pulled herself out her car and stood, panting, blood coating the side of her face, "My right leg feels weak, I think I sprained my ankle."

"Keep talking to me, what can you see?" Lester asked the woman, who looked around, shivering.

"T-too dark, too much snow, blizzard set in," Brittany said, turning her head, as she heard the squeal of tire wheels, "No, they're coming, Lester, I'm scared."

"Put some distance between you and them," Brittany turned away from the noise and started to limp away, "Go on, if there are woods close by, get to them."

"I-if they take me," Brittany sobbed as she tried to limp faster, "I love you, take care of Heidi and Diesel for me."

"If they take you, I'm moving heaven and hell to get you back, Baby," Lester said, earning a shaky laugh from Brittany, "Keep going, don't look back."

"Over here!" Brittany picked up her pace as she heard voices, "Her car is right here, she's heading west!"

"They're going to take me, it's too cold, I can't see," Brittany was scared, "Lester, there's no woods around here."

"Shit," Brittany held her gun up as Lester said, "You're going to have to use your gun, Brittany."

She could hear them getting closer, she could see lights in the dark, so she aimed her gun there and fired it. She heard cursing and shouts and then someone said, "Fucking stun her!"

"Brittany, if you're not on the ground get-" White hot fire tore through Brittany's gut as she heard the sound of a gunfire go off and she fell into the snow, crying out in pain, "Brittany! Baby, Brittany."

"H-hurts," she gripped her phone tightly, her other hand grabbing her abdomen, feeling something warm and wet trickle out of her abdomen, "L-lester, I've been shot."

Her vision blurred and she let out a cry as rough hands turned her around in the snow and bright lights shined in her eyes.

"I said stun her! Not kill her! Pack the wound with snow, shit, idiots!" Brittany let out a rough scream as snow was pressed against the wound, "Shut up, we're trying to save you!" It hurt so much, fuck, she could feel the snow melting against her wound.

"Brittany, Brittany!" Brittany tried to keep her phone to her but then a hand ripped it out her hand.

"Don't worry about Brittany, we'll take good care of her," the person hung up the phone and turned to the group of men, saying, "Get her to the car, we'll head off to the…"

Brittany didn't understand what they said because she was slowly losing consciousness until finally she blacked out.

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"Blizzard's getting worse," A state trooper said to the group, as a wrecked Tesla was pulled from the field, "We managed to find where Dr. Brittany was taken, the dogs found blood buried in snow, but all other evidence, like footprints were wiped away,"

"I was on the phone with her," Lester said, rubbing his face, looking at the trooper, "She was shot, I don't know where, she didn't tell me, she could be dead."

"We found another wreck car," The trooper said, "Two men, both in critical condition, the wreck was a mile up the road, not that hard to put two and two together, who took the doctor made them crash too."

"What hospital did they go to?" Ivan asked, stepping forward.

"They went to the closet one, the one by the shopping center 8 miles back." The Trooper said and Ivan turned and walked over to Carlos, clapping him on the shoulder.

"I'll take care of them," he muttered, walking past the crowd and into the snow to go poof.

Stephanie walked over to Lester and said, in a soft voice, "Don't worry we'll find her,"

"It'll be too late, she could be dead, Stephanie, she got shot, or they could be packing her away to ship her off to some war torn country, what are they going to do with her?!"

"That's the million dollar question," Carlos muttered, as the wind and snow whipped around them.

"Alright folks, the blizzard is picking up," The trooper said, looking at the three, "You need to leave, we need to get the rest of this evidence before it's buried, stay safe out there."

"What do we do, she could be dead," Lester pounded his forehead with a fist, "I let her go out and finish shopping, she had her tracker she had her panic button, Manny and Zero went with her and it still wasn't enough, they shot her, she could be out there, bleeding to death."

"They want her alive," Carlos said, starting the SUV and driving off, "They're going to make damn sure they keep her alive too."

"I just need to know what are they going to do to her…." Lester said, running a hand over his face, "What are they going to do and why were they so hellbent on getting her."

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Brittany let out a whimper of pain, opening her eyes and looking around. She couldn't remember how she got to where she was. There had been a lot of jostling and then she fainted again. The room she was in was tiny, cold and lit by a bare light bulb. She was on the hard, cold ground, without a shirt on and her pants gone.

She turned to sit up but let out a scream of pain and laid back down, sweat prickling her forehead . She placed a hand on the wound and let out a sob, it hurt so badly, it throbbed with each heart beat and was exposed to the cold.

Brittany grit her teeth and tried to sit up again but stopped as the door to the room she was in was opened and a group of people came in, dressed in black. She let out a whimper as they went over to her and forced her back down on the floor, one man holding down her arms and another man putting weight on her legs. What were they doing? A rough piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth and then another man came over, with medical pilers and said, "It's going to hurt, a lot, we don't want to hear your screams."

Brittany watched as they splashed whiskey on the pilers and then went over to the gunshot wound, her eyes big. She shook her head and then let out a muffled cry as the pilers entered her wound. Fuck! It hurt so much! She could feel the pilers force it way into the wound. She struggled and moved, screaming as the bullet was removed from the wound and then it was packed with whiskey soaked gauze, which had her screaming in pain again, struggling violently until she went still and passed out from the pain.

When she woke up again, she wasn't in the cold room, she was in a bed, naked and clean. Her other wounds had been taken care of and she had a view of the outside, which was a pure whiteout. The blizzard had come in with full force.

"Don't move too much, that gunshot wound was pretty bad, my men though they were thorough with the wound, were crude," a female's voice said, causing Brittany to turn, seeing a woman sitting by the fireplace, sipping a mug of hot chocolate, looking into the fire, "Dr. Brittany, no last name, Clinical child psychiatrist and a Class S Unmentionable. An empath, I believe."

Brittany slowly sat up, pulling the covers up to her shoulder as she looked at the woman by the fire. She was older than Brittany by a decade or so, with long red hair and pale skin, with eyes that were a blazing green. She was dressed in a turtleneck sweater and pants, tucked into fuzzy boots. She looked like she had just enjoyed a day on the ski slopes. Brittany licked her lips and said, in a rough voice, "I take it that you're the ring leader of this group,"

"A very astute observation," The woman said, sitting the mug down, looking over to Brittany, "It's easier for people to believe that man can be so cold hearted to kidnap people and use them for their gain, but a woman? No, women are not capable of such things."

The woman sighed and said, "They don't know how much we're capable of doing things, right?"

Brittany scooted back on the bed as the woman stood and walked over to her. She sat close to Brittany on the bed and said, "Let's have a little girl's talk, sweetie," she patted Brittany's cheek gently, smiling brightly, "Now, you're an S class Unmentionable, pretty powerful, but you're oh so weak. Empaths, double edge swords, all that power but no safety switches, you couldn't even limp out here if you tried!"

The woman laughed as though she told a funny joke, "But, double edge swords also have some hidden perks, yes, I've looked into other Unmentionables that were Empaths and found, they're very useful. Long lives, they stay relatively health, able to withstand mental torture and are very fertile, why I read that an Empath once had 15 children in under 10 years, many twins and triplets and multiple births."

Brittany let out a shocked sound of pain as the woman pulled the covers back and clamped a hand down on her bare abdomen. The woman leaned in and said, in a low voice, "That's what I want, I want your fertility, what you can offer me, I want your offsprings."

"Why?" The woman laughed at Brittany's question and then wrapped an around arm around the wounded woman's shoulder.

"You are so funny!" The woman sighed, leaning against Brittany, "Why? You're children are going to be Unmentionables, That means power, unlike other groups out there, trying to make a buck off you and your kind, we don't want to kidnap grown Unmentionables, we want to create our own. Custom made Unmentionables, sweetie, Unmentionables with more than one gift, we manipulate and create them and then find a suitable host to carry them to full term and then, from birth, we train them. We force them to use their gifts, their many gifts, we turn them into killing machines and sell them off to the highest bidder."

The woman looked over to Brittany's face and saw horror in her eyes, "What, sweetie?"

"Monster," Brittany hissed, glaring at the woman, "You're sick, you're a monster, that could never work!"

"Oh but it has," The woman said sitting up, "We've created the perfect specimen, if I do say so myself," she sighed, "Able to with stand sub zero temperatures, very powerful, can kill on a whim, it pretty much is able to turn into anything it wants to, a hot killing machine, or a cold killing machine, if it wants to kill with its mind, it can."

Brittany was silent for a moment, dread growing in her stomach, "And where is this perfect specimen?"

"Gone, escaped," The woman sighed, tsking, "But don't worry, my little new breeding machine, it will be found," she got up, "Now, you relax, enjoy your stay, once this storm is over, you'll be whisked off to a new place, where your new job can begin. I think we can get 50-60 out of you," Brittany recoiled at that number, "Hopefully they'll all be multiple births, or maybe we can force you to do multiple births…"

The woman hmmed and hawed, going over to a side table and picking up a syringe filled with a sedative, "Okay, nap time."

"You're not going to get away with this," Brittany hissed, wincing as the woman jabbed her in the neck, "They-they're going to stop you," her vision blurred and her voice slurred, "They'rrrrre….."

"Now now, time for bed," The woman said, tucking Brittany back under the seats with a face pat, "Good night, my new little money maker."

The woman looked down at Brittany's prone form and then snapped her fingers, causing two doctors to walk into the room, "Examine her, make sure she's healthy, check that gunshot wound and make sure she's fertile and if she's not, make her fertile, I want her knocked up before the new year," The doctors nodded their heads, carrying their medical supplies over to the bed to begin their work.

The woman walked out the room and down the hallway, going into a sitting room of sorts where a group of people sat. She clasped her hands behind her back and said, "I need for that item to be found soon, not only is there 50 million euros on the line but my pride is on the line, and if you don't know what that means that means, when my pride is wounded, you all get wounded. Find it and bring it back here ASAP!"

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"They're gonna find Dr. Brittany," Diesel told Heidi, rubbing her back as the child leaned against him, sniffling, "See! Look at all this running around! They must on to something!"

Heidi looked around the conference room of Rangeman and nodded her head. It was a mad house, filled with Rangeman, cops and other important people. She could see Auntie Ella passing out coffee and food, and she could see Carlos speaking to people from a place he called the FBI. Stephanie was huddled over something with Dr. Ivan and Lester was sitting away from people, his hand in his face.

"Diesel," Heidi said, pointing to Lester, "Lester's sad."

"Well, let's go cheer him up," Diesel grabbed Heidi's hand and pulled her up from where she sat, "He could use a hug."

Diesel and Heidi walked over to Lester and leaned against him, with Diesel saying, "Lester! Be happy, we'll find Dr. Brittany, don't cry!"

Lester sighed and lowered his hands to look at the two children. He lifted them up on his lap and said, "I know, she's going to be found, but I can't help but be scared," he hugged them both, "She could be hurt, you know, and that can be scary."

Diesel nodded his head and looked over to Heidi, "But, she's going to be found and everyone will be happy again!"

Heidi sucked on her thumb, looking over to Diesel and then to Lester who sighed and set them down. He gave them both a smile and said, "I just-I need to go do something," Lester ruffled both their hair and left the conference room. Diesel sighed and then went back to his toys but Heidi walked over to the doorway, and then silently followed him.

She found him in the stairwell, leaning against the railing, crying. Heidi walked over to him and said, in a soft voice, "Lester?"

"Heidi," he wiped at his eyes and then turned to girl, "Shit, I-uh-" he sat down and she rushed over to him and sat down, "I'm scared, she's hurt, I don't know what's going to happen to her, once this storm is over, if-if she's gone for good, gods!"

Heidi hugged him tightly and said, in a soft voice, "It's okay, Lester."

Lester wrapped his arms around Heidi and cried softly. He didn't know what to do if Brittany was lost for good.

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Dr. Ivan looked down at Dr. Brittany's notes, with a frown, muttering softly to himself. This doesn't make sense, what she wrote about Heidi didn't make sense.

"This doesn't make sense!" Dr. Ivan said looking at the piles upon piles of notes, "She's saying something things that aren't possible."

Stephanie looked over to Dr. Ivan with a frown, "What do you mean? What did she say?"

"She said Heidi has more than one gift," Ivan said, looking at the notes, and then stopping at one word, "Chameleon?" Ivan stopped reading the notes and then dug hard into his mind at the incidents surrounding Heidi, photogenic memory, the ceiling at the place they went to. Brittany wrote down something about Heidi pulling her into a memory and other things as well.

"I don't believe it," Ivan said, looking over to Stephanie, his eyes big, "I think I need to talk to another Empath, give me an hour," he got up and rushed out the conference room.

Stephanie sat there, blinking, confused. What was going on in Ivan's head? She went back to studying notes but then Ivan came rushing back in, an hour later, with a smile on his face.

"We have a way to get her back," He said, looking at Stephanie, "Get Carlos, Lester and Heidi."

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"They created a bond," Ivan said, looking at Heidi, "When Brittany would go into her mind and help her, a bond was forming and I think Brittany saw that, among other things."

"Which is why she said what she said, when she fainted," Carlos said, earning a nod from Ivan, "So, we can use this bond to find Brittany."

"Yes we can," Ivan said, looking at Heidi, who continued sucking her thumb, "Heidi, honey, do you think you can find Brittany for us by using your mind?"

Heidi looked at him and said, "Kay," and closed her eyes. She knew what to look for, she had Dr. Brittany in her head many times. She could always see that connection between them, it was a soft pink, she liked that color and it always led to her to Dr. Brittany when she needed her.

She looked at the pink connection and frowned, her eyes narrowed. The connection was weak, and dim. She reached out and touched it, saying in a soft voice, "Dr. Brittany?"

She looked at the connection that went out into the darkness and then followed it. She walked for a long time until she found the end of it. Dr. Brittany sat huddle in a ball in the dark, breathing deeply. Heidi smiled brightly and ran over to the doctor, "Dr. Brittany!" she went over and touched her shoulder.

"Heidi?" Brittany lifted her head up and looked at the child, "Heidi, you need to leave, it's too dangerous for you to be here, go, go! Get out of here, please!"

Heidi hugged her saying, in a soft voice, "Come with me!" she tugged at the woman's arm, "Lester misses you!"

"I can't, I can't!" Brittany said, looking at the girl and then to the darkness, "Get out of here, if they sense you here, it'll lead them right to you."

Brittany stood and pushed the girl away, "Go, don't come back, please!" she turned and walked into the darkness, "I care about you, Heidi, they can't get you again."

Heidi shook her head, "Bad place, bad people!" she cried as she tried to follow Brittany but was stopped, "Dr. Brittany!"

"I'm sorry, Heidi," Heidi let out a yelp as she opened her eyes and looked around, with tears in her eyes.

"It's okay," Carlos said, as Heidi cried, "It's safe, your safe now."

"Did you see Dr. Brittany," Heidi nodded her head, "Did you see where she is?"

Brittany shook her head, sobbing, "Dark, too dark," she frowned, "She said, don't come back, bad people get me."

Brittany crinkled her brow and said, "But I go back, I save Dr. Brittany, please."

"This sounds really dangerous," Stephanie said, looking at the group, "What if Brittany does get compromised?"

"We don't have much of a choice, do we?" Lester asked, looking at the child, "Brittany, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, we save her," Brittany looked determined.

"Good, now, we're going to try again in a few hours." Dr. Ivan said, looking at the group, "Perhaps we'll get something valuable."

TBC...

Hnngh what's going to happen, yikes! Off to the trash heap!