Chapter 7
It was days before anything happened. I didn't see Derek, save for a when I passed him in the hallway every now and then. And even then, he just sort of nodded at me, then continued on.
As for Jesse, I didn't see him either. Not that I could, of course. I guess I could have asked Derek to take me, but I really didn't want to spend anymore time with Derek than I had to.
Don't get me wrong. After that one kiss, Derek had made no attempt whatsoever to do it again. Not that I expected him to. After awhile, I decided that it was just a one-time thing.
Whether or not this was a good thing, I couldn't seem to decide.
Oh, don't start with me (A/N: Reviewers, that means you). I know, I know, I'm engaged to Jesse, and I love him more than anything. And I knew that Derek loved Amelia. The thing is, that, locked up in the Agency's building for over a week, I started thinking. About me and Jesse, I mean. Okay, look, I didn't want to break up with him, if that's what you're worried about. But. well, after seeing him like I did the day before, it just sort of put everything into perspective.
Though, whatever it was that was going on in my head, it didn't change the fact that I had to get him out of there. Jesse or not, no one deserved to be treated the way he was being treated.
Anyway, like I was saying, it was days before anything happened. But finally, just as the date that Jesse and my wedding was set-I was all too aware of it approaching-everything changed.
I was in my room after dinner, flipping through a magazine that I'd gotten one of the guards to get for me. All of a sudden, Derek burst through the door, grinning like an idiot.
"Don't you ever knock?" I asked, glancing up from my magazine.
"Not usually," Derek said, his smile growing wider, if that's even possible. He took the magazine from me and pulled me off the bed. "Come with me."
"Where are we going?" I demanded, uneasy after all the other places he'd dragged me off to.
"It's time," he said, leading me to the door. I couldn't see his face right then, but I knew exactly what his expression was.
I went, "What?" even though I already knew what he meant.
We went out into the hall, and Derek checked to make sure that no one was coming. He led me down the corridor and through the maze of hallways that made up the first floor of the building. We reached the room where Jesse was being kept, and used his keycard to unlock the door.
To my surprise, Jesse looked up when we entered. I glanced back at Derek questioningly.
"I've spent the past few days trying to figure out how to free him," Derek explained. His gaze flicked to Jesse then back to me. "I should warn you that it didn't completely work." He stepped back, jerking his head in Jesse's direction. "Be careful."
But I wasn't listening to the last part. All I cared about was the fact that Jesse was there, and he could actually move and talk to me.
I rushed over to him, practically flinging my arms around him. I'm not kidding. I was so happy to see him.
"Querida," Jesse murmured into my hair as his arms tightened around me. God, it felt good to be in his arms again. I had no idea until right then just how much I'd missed him. And if I had anything to say about it, I'd never have to let him go again.
***
We had to stay in that room for a few hours, by which point all the scientists had gone home. There were only four guards left in the building. I'm not kidding. It was kind of pathetic.
During those few hours, however, I got my first lesson controlling a live person. Seriously. Because that's exactly what I was going to have to do. We had to get the guards out of there before the building blew up.
The other part of the plan was that I had to find Detective Arnold while Derek stalled the explosion.
Oh, and Jesse would have to stay where he was. When I heard this, I argued as much as I could. But Derek reasoned that if he came with us and we ran into the person who Jesse referred to as "the man," Jesse would be helpless to stop the man from making him hurt-even kill-us.
In the end, I had to agree. I hated it, but I knew I had to.
Before Derek and I left, I went to Jesse and gave him one last hug. "I love you," I murmured, leaning up to kiss him.
Jesse hugged me tightly for a long moment, then let me go. "Be careful," he said, then turned away from me. I didn't know what it meant at the moment, but I had a feeling that that "be careful" meant more than I thought it did.
***
Jesse knew he was coming. He certainly had enough time to come while Susannah and Derek took care of the guards.
And so the man came, entering the room and looking at Jesse with a guarded expression. He pushed up his glasses on his nose, and came forward.
***
A/N: Does anyone remember a certain character I mentioned having glasses? If you really want to know quickly, go look at the last chapter or so of Another Haunted. If not, continue.
***
"Hello, Jesse," the man said, smiling thinly. "I see your friends have found a way to free you momentarily." Jesse stiffened. "Now, tell me, what have you heard?"
Despite his being dead, Jesse could feel his heart breaking as he was forced to tell the man everything.
When he finally left, Jesse had the horrible feeling that he was never going to see Susannah again.
***
It was hard, controlling a person. But somehow I managed to make the guards go home. Then, as planned, I started toward the room where Detective Arnold was being held. I was within a few feet of the door when a loud computerized voice came of the PA system and said, "Ten minutes until self- destruction."
I quickened my step. I used Derek's keycard to open the door then pushed it open. "Detective?"
Something hard and metallic jabbed into my stomach suddenly. I looked down at the gun, then up at the person who was holding it.
"Don't move."
***
A/N: Oh, yes. Aren't I just mean? Ah, well, you can wait.
It was days before anything happened. I didn't see Derek, save for a when I passed him in the hallway every now and then. And even then, he just sort of nodded at me, then continued on.
As for Jesse, I didn't see him either. Not that I could, of course. I guess I could have asked Derek to take me, but I really didn't want to spend anymore time with Derek than I had to.
Don't get me wrong. After that one kiss, Derek had made no attempt whatsoever to do it again. Not that I expected him to. After awhile, I decided that it was just a one-time thing.
Whether or not this was a good thing, I couldn't seem to decide.
Oh, don't start with me (A/N: Reviewers, that means you). I know, I know, I'm engaged to Jesse, and I love him more than anything. And I knew that Derek loved Amelia. The thing is, that, locked up in the Agency's building for over a week, I started thinking. About me and Jesse, I mean. Okay, look, I didn't want to break up with him, if that's what you're worried about. But. well, after seeing him like I did the day before, it just sort of put everything into perspective.
Though, whatever it was that was going on in my head, it didn't change the fact that I had to get him out of there. Jesse or not, no one deserved to be treated the way he was being treated.
Anyway, like I was saying, it was days before anything happened. But finally, just as the date that Jesse and my wedding was set-I was all too aware of it approaching-everything changed.
I was in my room after dinner, flipping through a magazine that I'd gotten one of the guards to get for me. All of a sudden, Derek burst through the door, grinning like an idiot.
"Don't you ever knock?" I asked, glancing up from my magazine.
"Not usually," Derek said, his smile growing wider, if that's even possible. He took the magazine from me and pulled me off the bed. "Come with me."
"Where are we going?" I demanded, uneasy after all the other places he'd dragged me off to.
"It's time," he said, leading me to the door. I couldn't see his face right then, but I knew exactly what his expression was.
I went, "What?" even though I already knew what he meant.
We went out into the hall, and Derek checked to make sure that no one was coming. He led me down the corridor and through the maze of hallways that made up the first floor of the building. We reached the room where Jesse was being kept, and used his keycard to unlock the door.
To my surprise, Jesse looked up when we entered. I glanced back at Derek questioningly.
"I've spent the past few days trying to figure out how to free him," Derek explained. His gaze flicked to Jesse then back to me. "I should warn you that it didn't completely work." He stepped back, jerking his head in Jesse's direction. "Be careful."
But I wasn't listening to the last part. All I cared about was the fact that Jesse was there, and he could actually move and talk to me.
I rushed over to him, practically flinging my arms around him. I'm not kidding. I was so happy to see him.
"Querida," Jesse murmured into my hair as his arms tightened around me. God, it felt good to be in his arms again. I had no idea until right then just how much I'd missed him. And if I had anything to say about it, I'd never have to let him go again.
***
We had to stay in that room for a few hours, by which point all the scientists had gone home. There were only four guards left in the building. I'm not kidding. It was kind of pathetic.
During those few hours, however, I got my first lesson controlling a live person. Seriously. Because that's exactly what I was going to have to do. We had to get the guards out of there before the building blew up.
The other part of the plan was that I had to find Detective Arnold while Derek stalled the explosion.
Oh, and Jesse would have to stay where he was. When I heard this, I argued as much as I could. But Derek reasoned that if he came with us and we ran into the person who Jesse referred to as "the man," Jesse would be helpless to stop the man from making him hurt-even kill-us.
In the end, I had to agree. I hated it, but I knew I had to.
Before Derek and I left, I went to Jesse and gave him one last hug. "I love you," I murmured, leaning up to kiss him.
Jesse hugged me tightly for a long moment, then let me go. "Be careful," he said, then turned away from me. I didn't know what it meant at the moment, but I had a feeling that that "be careful" meant more than I thought it did.
***
Jesse knew he was coming. He certainly had enough time to come while Susannah and Derek took care of the guards.
And so the man came, entering the room and looking at Jesse with a guarded expression. He pushed up his glasses on his nose, and came forward.
***
A/N: Does anyone remember a certain character I mentioned having glasses? If you really want to know quickly, go look at the last chapter or so of Another Haunted. If not, continue.
***
"Hello, Jesse," the man said, smiling thinly. "I see your friends have found a way to free you momentarily." Jesse stiffened. "Now, tell me, what have you heard?"
Despite his being dead, Jesse could feel his heart breaking as he was forced to tell the man everything.
When he finally left, Jesse had the horrible feeling that he was never going to see Susannah again.
***
It was hard, controlling a person. But somehow I managed to make the guards go home. Then, as planned, I started toward the room where Detective Arnold was being held. I was within a few feet of the door when a loud computerized voice came of the PA system and said, "Ten minutes until self- destruction."
I quickened my step. I used Derek's keycard to open the door then pushed it open. "Detective?"
Something hard and metallic jabbed into my stomach suddenly. I looked down at the gun, then up at the person who was holding it.
"Don't move."
***
A/N: Oh, yes. Aren't I just mean? Ah, well, you can wait.
