It's official I have complected GENESIS. I may start updating daily because I'm ready to start posting EXODUS. It all depends my mood.


Allie- You get your chapter. It's more of a Lyle and Jeremiah interaction though. And unfortunately you have a while to wait, six chapters to be precise. I wanted to add it sooner but there were story lines I couldn't interrupt both of which begin in this chapter.

Pretender Fanatic- Will is an angry little kid huh? Well he does have a lot of issues. And things for him don't get better anytime soon. Poor kid, you gotta love him.

Crazyrussiangal- Yup Lyle's an evil bastard. But he does get a bit better in EXODUS I promise. As for Jarod and Parker I couldn't add much in this chapter because this chapter and the next focus on Sam. After that we move on to Jeremiah. We do see a bit of Parker though in Chapter 50, and 53 , and she comes back for the last chapter which is Chapter 57. Now Jarod on the other hand may not be making anymore appearances, since I've finished writing. I will look back though and see if a can add a glimpse of him though.

LJP- I know, I didn't want to send Sam to a T-board, but he has to go, because he has to find a few things out.


CHAPTER 47

BATTERED AND BRUISED


October 11, 1999

3:07am

Blue Cove, Delaware

The Center

Alley crept into the infirmary. She needed to see her brothers, sister and cousins to make sure that they were alright. Alley had over heard a group of sweepers talking outside of her cell door, discussing what Lyle had done.

All five of the children were hooked to a series of machines ,respirators, heart monitors, I.V.s etc.. Already small for their age the tubes, and electrodes and machines dwarfed the five children. Their skin was pale save for the black and blue bruising, the cuts along their body and the brown circles under their eyes.

"Who are you," Whispered a small boy with red hair and green eyes with his his thumb in his mouth

"A ghost," Alley said with a sad smile. "What's your name?"

"Jeremiah," The boy replied around his thumb, lisping slightly. "Are you gonna make Alex and da others better?"

"I wish I could. But I swear to you they will be better." Alley told him.

"What's your name?" Jeremiah asked. Alley pondered his question for a moment. She settled on the middle name she knew her parents would give her when she finally found them.

"Winifred. But call me Fred," The eight year old girl replied. "Now shouldn't you be asleep?" She asked.

"Can't sleep," Jeremiah said as he reached up to touch Alley's hair. "I know you," He whispered.

"No you don't. But you will I promise," Alley told him. "Now how about I help you get some sleep?" Alley asked picking the three year old up in her arms. Jeremiah took his thumb out of his mouth and wrapped his arms around Alley's neck. "When I was your age the only way I could sleep was when I was with my brother."

"I have a brother, a sister too. Greg and Lissa," Jeremiah yawned.

"Where are they?" Alley asked.

"By Sam," Jeremiah told her. Alley walked over to the hospital bed behind Sam where two children identical to the boy in her arms slept. Alley laid Jeremiah down next to his sister.

"Now get some sleep," Alley gently commanded as she pressed a kiss to Jeremiah forehead.

"What's your real name?" Jeremiah asked her as he began to fall asleep thanks to Alley's telepathic suggestioning.

"Alyssa," Alley whispered. "Now sleep Jeremiah. You'll see me again soon enough."

"You promise?"

"Promise." Alley said as Jeremiah's eyes closed. Alley watched the little boy sleep for a few moments. She smiled as his thumb crept back into his mouth.

"I've dreamed of you little one haven't I? So has Will. He spoke of you once, I doubt that he remembers. We were trying to get my Dad out of the Centre when Will mentioned your name. Later that night I had a dream about you. You and your Momma. When you meet her it will be for the first and last time. But she'll always be with you. I won't lie to you it won't be easy the next few years. They'll be your hardest. But in the end, in the end it will be worth it. I promise," Alley whispered to the sleeping toddler.

She stayed with Jeremiah for a few moments, a part of her unwilling to leave the little boy's side. Reluctantly she turned away and returned to her brothers, sister, and two cousins. On her way she passed Sam. Alley smiled at the sleeping form of her former sweeper.

"I miss you big guy," Alley whispered. "Look over them for me, will ya." Alley then went to back to the five children She kissed each of them on the cheek.

"Sleep well," See bided them as she slipped out of the infirmary.


October 11, 1999

8:23am

Blue Cove, Delaware

The Center

Sam woke up to find that Jeremiah was no longer asleep in his lap. Sam's heart began to race as he whipped his head around in search of Jeremiah. His fears alleviated when he saw Jeremiah asleep beside his brother and sister.

Sam got up out of the chair and stretched his limbs. He then walked over to the five comatose children. Sam sighed at the sight of them.

"Sam," Reed spoke from behind.

"What is it Reed?" Sam asked wearily.

"The um, Triumvirate would like to have a word with you. I'm to escort you to your T-board," Reed said.

"Stay here and watch the kids Reed. I'll go on my own. Besides unlike you I actually know my way to the Tower." Sam said as he ran a hand through Aaron's hair. Sam paused by Jeremiah, Melissa, and Greg's bed, on his way out.

"Jerry," Sam said softly. Jeremiah opened his eyes. "If Lyle comes, tell Jake to find Will. Okay?"

Jeremiah nodded his head. "You'll be back right?" Jeremiah asked.

"'Course I will. See you in an hour or two." Sam said and ruffled the boy's hair and then left.

Sam's heart was racing as he entered the elevator that would take him to the Tower. As he began to walk to the room in which the T-board would take place Sam figured that what he was feeling had to be the same way convicts felt when they were escorted to their death. 'Note to self: never read the Green Mile or Shawshank Redemption when your about to face a T-Board,' Sam thought nervously.

Sam entered the dark room without knocking. The only lighting was a single naked bulb above the table. He sat down at the table, and waited for the questioning to commence. Surprisingly the questions started from the moment Sam sat down. Normally the person questioned had to endure hours of silence. Apparently the Triumvirate felt that the event that had taken place were too serious to play trivial mind games.

"Samuel James Grey, yesterday you attacked Mr. Lyle, and locked him in one of the cells on SL-18." Spoke a woman with a heavy African accent. Sam did not reply.

"Have you nothing to say in your defense?" The woman questioned.

"I was doing my job. Mr. Lyle nearly killed several of my charges, Michael, Michelle, Aaron-Daniel, Andros, and Alexandra. As it is the five of them remain comatose, due to the severe beating Mr. Lyle gave Alexandra.." Sam said keeping the anger out of his voice. "I only did what was necessary to protect my charges."

"These five children are the youngest of the Black Files correct?" Another woman asked this one with an American accent.

"Yes. And as I'm sure you know the Black Files have been hailed as the Centre's most important as well as profitable project."

"Yes, we know. In fact according to their file in five years the Black Files are to start their training as assassins. At eighteen they will be sold to the highest bidder. A most profitable project indeed." Spoke the third member of the triumvirate. Unlike the other two members the third person was male and spoke with an British accent. Sam did his best to remain calm at the information just reveled to him. He had no idea that the children would be sold.

"Now Mr. Grey do you have any evidence to support your claim?" spoke the first woman.

"Yes," Sam said and sild the DSA down the table. The three members of the triumvirate watched the DSA.

"It seams that your actions were more or less justified," The English man spoke.

"But we do have our worries concerning you and your attachment to the projects. You referred to them as your kids," The second woman said placing an emphasis on the word 'kids'.

"I was told that the Black Files along with Phoenix were worth more than my life. I willingly accepted this job knowing that if their was ever a case that any of those children's lives were in danger I would sacrifice my own to save them. They are the future of the Centre."

"I see now why you have managed to survive the Centre as long as you have Mr. Grey. You are very skilled in telling people what they want to hear. You see Mr. Grey this is what I have come to believe. Yes you would lay down your life for any of those children, but not out of loyalty towards the Centre. But because you have grown to care for them. Did you truly believe that we did not know you had the still born child buried." said the man.

"He wasn't still born sir." Sam interrupted.

"That just goes to prove my point, Mr. Grey. You have become to involved with these projects. Maybe it's time that you be removed." The man spoke.

"You remove me Sir and I can assure you that not only will the performance of the children deteriorate they will probably be killed by Mr. Lyle or one of the other sweepers who enjoy dealing blows to a three year old child after they lie unconscious on the ground," Sam replied. "I won't lie, yes I do care about what happens to those children. I won't stand by and let Lyle or some careless sweeper kill them."

"My colleague seems to be more concerned with your actions towards the children. I on the other hand wonder about the relationship you share with the Parker twins. Your parents, your biological parents, were workers at the Centre yes?" Said the American woman

"Yes they were murdered. Their case was unsolved," Sam replied.

"Afterwards you were adopted by Catherine Parker but were placed in Centre care. You and Miss Parker were raised together. You are quite loyal to her. In fact your loyalty to her rivals you loyalty to the Centre and your charges. Now with Mr. Lyle where do the two of you stand?"

"Lyle and I don't exactly get along. It's no secret," Sam said not wanting to get into a conversation concerning his relationship with his sister and Lyle.

"Yes it would appear that the two of you have a bit of...sibling rivalry. And it seemed to have come into play yesterday. Fair warning Mr. Grey, Mr. Lyle is a dangerous man, and one not to be trifled with. He is quite livid concerning the events that occurred yesterday. Stay in his good graces Mr. Grey we don't wish to lose another member of the Grey family. And I don't wish to lose my brother's only child." Sam looked up in shock trying to peer through the shadows to catch a glimpse of the woman who had spoken.

"There was a reason Motumbo didn't have you killed all those years ago once it was discovered you weren't a pretender Samuel. Do you know how many times it has come close it came to having your termination order signed. I can only offer you so much protection now that you are older. Stay out of trouble, and out of Mr. Lyle's and Mr. Raines's way. Good day Mr. Grey, " The second woman said. Stunned Sam got up from his chair and began to walk towards the door.

"Oh and Mr. Grey, I believe this goes without saying. But what happened in this room today does not leave this room," The woman -Sam's aunt,- called after him. Sam nodded his head an left, trying to comprehend all that happened.

"I need a drink," Sam moaned as he pressed the button for the elevator.


Up Next: Sam does a bit of investigating into his family history. Jake and Rachael find some interesting news on Jeremiah, Lissa, and Greg. And we learn what happened to Sam and Parker's favorite barkeep Zeak.
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