Disclaimer- The name Back Door, belongs to the bar in What Women Want, I just thought it was a cool name. (does this mean this is a crossover, jk). That and some other names (which most readers will recognize) belong to their respected companies and not me.
A/N- I should have put a warning up that I am horrible with updates… and then I should have put a note on the (wip) file for the last chapter not to erase it when I was "organizing my files." I am sorry this is so short. I might pull a rewrite when it isn't 2am
This chapter is dedicated to Oreo cookies, coke and water (in separate glasses), and the person who decide not to close down Rocky's last year not ending Thursday bad music night, where I just was.
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I'm fine the shaking is just a side effect of the fear
Willow
BtVS- The Zeppo
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(Back Door, A Few Minutes Later)
"Mason, he knows."
"Very well, follow him and I will have a team meet you."
"Thank you sir.
"Just don't mess up this time."
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(Outside the Back Door)
Adam stood outside the bar. He fished his keys out of his pocket and headed across the parking lot to where he had parked his car. Thoughts and questions filled his head. He didn't see the person who exited the bar a few minutes after him and follow him in the shadows. He hopped into his car and was greeted by the ringing of his cell phone. "Hello,"
"Adam?" Recognizing the voice Adam ended the phone call and tossed the phone on to the passenger seat. He laid his head on the steering wheel trying to sort out when it all went wrong. Genomex had offered him so much at first. The idea of improving the human race sounded so good to the young doctor. It was only after a few years at the company did maturity showing him the true horror of his actions and those of Genomex.
At some point the company he had help founded had turned into the company he now spent every waking hour trying to bring down from the inside. The friends he had once trusted with his life now smiled and waved and tried to stab him in the back. When did it all complicated He spent his childhood learning and now he was learning how important it was for kids to have a childhood. His thoughts were broken again by the ringing of his cell phone. He rolled down the window and reached to toss it out when a hand reached out from the backseat and stopped him. "You might want to answer that." A voice from the back told him. With a gulp Adam did as he was told.
"Hello?"
"Drive forward, don't do anything to attract the cops or your little friends will die."
"Little friends? All those kids in the nursery you didn't mange to take with you. It would be a shame to lose all the children under 2 but Genomex will recover."
"Only the 1 year old where taken last night."
"Yes well now the rebels taking the children are going to mass murder all the children they have taken if you don't start doing exactly what I tell you to do."
"Why are you doing this? It's all about good press, we make you and your little thieving look bad and Genomex looks like the good guys."
"You're sick."
"No but they children will be if you don't turn the car on soon." Adam turned on the car. Glancing around for the agents he knew must be surrounding the place. "Now stop that and back out to the right and drive until you come to the gas station. I'll call you with where to go from there." Adam turned off the phone slamming into the seat next to him. He started to drive toward the gas station never turning around as he started talking.
(nearby)
The GS agent shook his head. Adam was talking to himself or so it seemed. He nodded to his partner and they headed off to the warehouse where Adam would finally be forced to stop his kidnapping.
(at the gas station a few miles down the road)
Adam had just pulled into the parking lot when the cell phone rang.
"Get out and walk across the parking lot to the red Honda. Adam got out of the car, resisting the urge to glance at the figure he knew would be crouched in the back seat.
"Get in the car and drive south till you get to the highway. You will know the place when you get there."
"But how will I know you'll keep the children safe."
"That all depends on you Adam." With another sigh Adam hopped into the car.
(Further down the road)
He follow the directions till he came to the warehouse. It had to be the place, it was too cliché for it not to be. He pulled up, two agents popped out of nowhere and hauled him out of the car. Adam was half carried half dragged into the warehouse. There he was strapped to a chair.
"Welcome Adam."
"Where are they Mason?"
"Who?"
"The children."
"The subjects are resting right now. See for yourself." Mason pointed across the warehouse showing Adam the sixteen babies at one end of the warehouse. Isa and a few other nurses where standing over them. "And the poor children you and your henchmen tried to kidnap they are over there recovering." Mason pointed past the first set of babies to a playpen with 13 one to two year olds sleeping in it. "Now if you want them to stay that way I suggest you start giving us some names."
"I don't know what you are talking about Mason." Adam watched as Mason picked one of the children up along with a needle with a green substance in it.
"Do you remember all those conversation about genetics we use to have Adam. I have to say that I didn't always listen to all you babble but I do remember you talking about how fragile genes were, and how simple things could effect and change them, like a virus."
"You wouldn't destroy the companies own research."
"Well it wasn't me, you and your band of murders will be to blame. Names or little 417 here will be your first victim."
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The ones you loved have let you down
And I wanted to let you know that I'm sorry…
So when the anger and the pain get the best of you
I know it seems like you are all alone
You're my Little Girl
Go Fish
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