So you found out today your life's not the same
Not quite as perfect as it was yesterday but
When you were just getting in the groove
Now you're faced with something new
And I know it hurts and I know you feel torn
But you never gave up this easily before
So why do you choose today to give it all away
Well it's not so bad y'all
Together we all fall
Just as long we get up we'll stand tall
We shouldn't waste another day
Thinking 'bout the things that we forgot to say
I'm hittin' back y'all
Kickin' these four walls
Just as hard as I can til I can't crawl
I won't waste another day
With all these silly things
Swimmin' in my brain
There's no giving up now
Do you really want to give this all away
Can't you ever see things in a different way
Somedays
No giving up now
Such a beautiful thing to throw away
You should think things through
Over and over again
All over again
So your scars fade away
You soaked up the pain
A better person 'cause you lived through those days
And now you know what it's like to prove
You can overcome anything that gets to you
Well it's alright
We're sayin' our goodbyes
To the past and everything that ain't right
We won't waste another day
With all these silly things in our way
There's no giving up now
Do you really want to give this all away
Can't you ever see things in a different way
Somedays
No giving up now
Such a beautiful thing to throw away
You should think things through
Over and over again
All over again
I know we have given
All that we can give
When there's nothing to lean on
Well, I remember this
All we make of this lifetime
Is always here within
And remembering that's why
We should never give in
There's no giving up now
Do you really want to give this all away
Can't you ever see things in a different way
Somedays
No giving up now
Such a beautiful thing to throw away
You should think things through
Over and over again
All over again
There's no giving up now
Crossfade- "No Giving Up"
Cammy fell forward in what seemed like slow motion as Julian and his father flew sideways. The gunshots echoed in her ears and she hit the ground hard. Her forearms slid forward on the tile now slick with the blood of her captors. She felt numb, not so much her body but her mind. She looked up and saw Colonel Wolfman walk past her, his gun aimed. Wagner was in front of her then and everything was okay. Betrayal was a word Wagner didn't understand, he was safe. He'd saved her.
"Cammy…say something, oh God Cammy say something. Are you okay?"
She reached up and put her hand on his cheek, checking to see if he was real, if any of this was real. She nodded slowly, not trusting her words. Wagner pulled her into his arms in a tight hug. She was stiff against his body. She felt more than heard Colonel Wolfman above her. His voice rang in her ears.
"Scott, she's in shock I think. You carry her out of here and I'll take care of these two sorry sons of bitches. Their arms are all bandaged up and they are ready for delivery to MI-6 headquarters."
Wagner scooped her up in his arms and her head swam, the room becoming dim. Wagner's grip stiffened as he spoke in a worried tone.
"Colonel Wolfman, there's too much blood on Cammy, it can't just be from these two."
Cammy grabbed the sides of Wagner's face and whispered in his ear before everything went black.
"Way too much blood."
Julian didn't know which pain to ignore and which pain to concentrate on; the pain in his arm or the pain in his heart. Both were excruciating. So much had happened so quickly. Between finding out Dorian was alive, accidentally inducing a miscarriage for Cammy, and being shot, Julian couldn't get his head straight. It was almost too much to handle. His father sat behind him, just as silent and solemn as Julian himself was. He remembered a pain to concentrate on as he spoke.
"All this time Pa. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Bison said he'd kill Dorian if you knew."
"So what's different now?"
"I'm tired son."
Julian watched as his father put his head in the hand of his good arm. Julian wasn't too sure what was going on. He knew they were more than likely at MI-6 headquarters. But they'd been left alone in this room for what felt like hours. And neither of them had moved, sitting side by side like good little prisoners. He couldn't see anyway that someone was watching them, but who knew? Julian spoke again, his face remaining staring fiorward.
"And Not telling me I was working for them, another condition?"
"Of course."
"What's Bison want with me so bad?"
"You're good at what you do and you don't want to do it. Simple as that. He wants what he can't have. He's got me under his controls with Dorian and you through me."
"Well not anymore."
"There's nothing we can do! He'll kill Dorian!"
"Do you even know for sure that he's still alive, or are you just taking that bastards word for it?"
"It's all I have."
Julian turned to his father.
"All this has been on Bison's word! You know his word is shit!"
The door opened and the man who'd accompanied Wagner earlier walked inside, followed by Wagner. The man sat down in front of them and Wagner remained standing. The man spoke.
"I'm Colonel Wolfman and know that Dorian Marquez is most surely alive."
Marquez spoke frantically.
"How could you know? Where is he, can we find him?"
Wolfman held his hands up in a halting motion.
"Francisco, I only know of a child that Shadowlaw has taken financial means to care for."
Julian spoke.
"But it's him, most likely, it's him!"
Wagner spoke up.
"Yeah, we think so. But there's other things we need to talk about as of now. Such as what the hell you were doing with Cammy?"
Julian looked down, suddenly ashamed of what he couldn't help. He spoke.
"You're a good shot you know. The thing is I didn't know it was Shadowlaw I was working with. I thought it was just my dad."
"What's that matter?"
"Everything. I never, never would have worked for Shadowlaw again. All of this was just a big mistake."
Wagner rushed forward, grabbing Julian's shirt in his fists as he yelled.
"Well your big mistake just cost Cammy more than you can ever imagine."
Wolfman stood and pulled Wagner off of Julian.
"Calm down Scott. Just go to Cammy, I'll handle this."
Wagner tried to pull away from Wolfman for a moment and then suddenly stopped, suddenly calmed down. He left the room and some of the tension lifted, just some. Wolfman began to speak again.
"I honestly don't give a shit about anything with the past or reasons why. I just want to use you two to my best advantage."
Julian jumped in.
"I won't go back to Shadowlaw for anything!"
"Just shut up for a second and listen. You don't have to go back. I'd actually prefer it if you didn't."
Marquez spoke up.
"So Colonel, what's your plan. Bison is going to be pissed that I haven't delivered the girl."
"That's easy. We take the situation out of your hands."
Julian questioned.
"What do you mean?"
"Here's the deal, according to Bison, MI-6 raided your headquarters and in the battle, killed Julian here and retrieved Cammy. Francisco, you go back to Bison and that's your story, you keep working as before, under the means of protecting Dorian. Julian, you're dead to Bison and so we need to hide you for the time being. The thing is that one, you are technically dead already, and two, you're wanted for breaking out of jail and your previous crimes. I can't hide you. There's no way I could swing it."
Julian nodded.
"So how do we pull it."
"Your father has got to hide you where Bison will never find you."
Marquez spoke up.
"I could work. It could really work. And I know exactly where to hide him."
Julian and Wolfman spoke in unison.
"Where?"
"The Church."
Wagner tossed and turned on Cammy's small couch. It was not the best sleeping conditions he could imagine and he was seriously contemplating getting on the hard floor where he could at least stretch out. He sat up and felt his spine pop upon doing so. He wasn't a tall person by any means, but this was like a torture device. Cammy hadn't hardly said a word to him since they left MI-6's medical facility. He was really scared for her. The doctors had confirmed it. A miscarriage. He knew all to well the trauma that such a thing could cause, and in Cammy's case, it was probably worse. She wouldn't talk to him which worried him more. Cammy never didn't talk to him.
Wagner stood, scratching his bare chest as he did so, and headed for the bathroom. Maybe taking a leak would help him sleep. He rounded the corner to the hall and saw a sliver of light coming from the cracked open bathroom door. He turned and saw the clock on the wall, it was 2:30 in the morning. They'd been back since early evening. Cammy might have just had the same idea as him. He waited for what felt like the five longest minutes of his life and decided that Cammy had just left the light on. He lightly tapped on the door and upon receiving no answer, he pushed it open. He nearly screamed out loud at seeing Cammy sitting in the bathtub. He turned his face away quickly, not at all wanting to see what his sister had to offer. Nothing came. Cammy said nothing. Wager turned slowly, ready to quickly divert his eyes and looked at Cammy.
Her legs were pulled tightly to her chest and her head rested on her knees. Her hair hung about her shoulders in long tendrils that were long ago wet and had air dried without the benefit of a comb. Most disturbing was her face. Cammy stared forward with a blank expression on her face. He had no idea how long she'd been in here but from the feeling of the cold bathroom, it's been a while. He spoke.
"Cammy?"
No answer. This time louder.
"Cammy?"
She seemed to snap out of her daze and she turned her head to him slowly. Her face changed and he saw her pain. It was an all too familiar look pushed to it's peak. She spoke in a cracked voice.
"Wagner, my baby…"
She burst into tears and Wagner rushed forward, grabbing a large towel from the floor as he came. He wrapped it around her shoulders, not caring that over half the towel was instantly soaked from the cold water in the tub. He himself was nearly immersed in the water just from wrapping his arms around her. Gooseflesh covered his arms and matched the flash of Cammy's body. He spoke in a soft whisper.
"What are you doing Cammy? You're going to make yourself sick. This water is freezing. How long have you been sitting here?"
"I had a baby and I didn't even know it."
"I know Cammy. It's not your fault."
"How can it not be my fault? It was my body that rejected it. My responsibility to take care of it."
"Something had to be going wrong for your body to do that."
"Me, that's what was wrong."
"Cammy, don't say that."
Cammy spoke into his shoulder, softly now too.
"My Dad was so great Wagner. He used to tell me that the whole point of life was your children. That you didn't live it for yourself, but for them. And I thought I couldn't have that. I had accepted it, decided that I could get past it. And now…now I can have it and it's taken away like that. I know what the problem was. I could never be a mother, I can't even hardly take care of myself."
"You learn Cammy."
"Would I?"
Wagner pulled her away from him and looked her in her eyes.
"Yeah. You would."
Cammy smiled and it was the best thing Wagner had seen in his whole life. He spoke again.
"You need to get out of this cold water before you get sick."
Cammy nodded. Wagner stood, water dripping down his body.
"I'll go make some coffee for us while you get dressed."
He turned and left the bathroom. Though it didn't seem it, Cammy's small breakdown was good. She needed to say what she said and get her feelings out or she was going to make herself sick. Wagner thought about what had just happened and smiled. He was cut out for it after all. Now his decision was final. He was going to be a consular, he was going to be a good consular.
Before Wagner got into the kitchen he heard the doorbell ring. Figuring it to be Wolfman he hurried to the door, wiping his soaked chest with a kitchen towel he'd grabbed. He opened the door and stood face to face with a man he'd never seen before. He was taller than Wagner himself, with flaming red hair and a look of disgust on his face. Wagner spoke.
"Can I help you?"
The man dropped a small bouquet of flowers he was holding and spoke as he turned around angrily and left.
"I should have fucking known."