A/N: Sorry that this is such a short chapter, the next one will definitely be longer, and much more fun!
PurpleYin: Yay for your continued interest in my story! Its nice to have your reviews to look forward to. Two things, I did steal the name Prue from Charmed, but she doesn't have the same powers/abilities. The second thing is that Diana and Marco will definitely be in the next chapter, so you can look forward to that.
unCanon: I'm glad you like the story so much: ) I'm trying my best to make it interesting. I'm hoping to update it more often now that I'm done setting the groundwork for the major plots in it. Thanks for reviewing.
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Chapter Three:
Daniel's POV:
I stood silently behind Jordan, leaning against the blue wall, already planning about how to use this development to my advantage. About an hour ago, Miss Burk had abruptly woken up, obviously giving the nurse present quiet a scare. After a thorough examination by her head care taker, we were finally permitted to visit her.
"Good afternoon Prudence," Jordan started, as he sat down on the metal chair stationed next to the bed, "How are you feeling today?"
She shrugged, her green eyes scanning the surrounding lazily, as though her mind was somewhere else, and it very well could be from what Jordan had said. He observed how sick she looked, her dark red hair flatter then it probably should be, freckles dotting her pale flesh.
"Its funny, I didn't expect to be so tired after such a long nap." She finally said, her eyes wandering back to Jordan's face.
"That's normal, Prudence. I want to assure you now though that you have nothing to worry about, we're going to take good care of you here."
A smile crept on my lips as I admired Jordan's little speech. Buttering up people before using them was an art form that he seemed very familiar with using. Prue then looked at me for the first time, seeming very alert all of a sudden.
Pushing off the wall, I quickly closed some ofthe space between us and held out my hand. "We haven't met yet, I'm…"
She quickly cut off my statement, "I know who you are." She turned her gaze back to Jordan, ignoring me.
I crossed my arms, rotating my gaze from Jordan to Prue, then back again for the next several minutes. Silence incased the room, but the occasional nod or shrug told that not all conversation had halted.
I had already called Gary and told him to come as soon as he could. If Jordan and I failed to convince her to join NOVA today and work for us, it would be Gary's job to do so. She could be such an important asset in our current plan, as well as future plans, especially given her unique history. She had connections to people in both the center and NTAC which could serve us well.
Jordan finally stood up, straightening up his tie and turned towards me. A smile graced his aging face, "You can call Gary and tell him to stay put, she said yes."
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Matthew's POV:
"He bought medical equipment?" I inquired into the phone, looking out the window of my office.
"Yes sir," the deep voice replied, "He also got Kyle Baldwin released. It's only a matter of time before Shawn finds out."
Letting out a deep sigh, I spotted Shawn walking the grounds, apart from everyone else. He would of course have to get out of the Center before Shawn figured out the depth of his betrayel. "I'll deal with that when it happens."
"Of course."
"Did you manage to figure out why Marco Pacella is so interested in Kevin Burkhoff's affairs?" I asked, turning away from the window.
"I believe its just professional jealousy, but he's has recently shifted his attentions to Burkhoff's daughter."
"Prudence."
"Yes," the voice said, somewhat taken back.
"She's in a coma, nothing interesting there." I said, going over to my desk, straightening up the papers on it.
"Well, yes, but the blood sample I acquired reveals she produces promicin."
"I see." I said, obviously it was my turn to be taken back. After a moment, I decided on the best course of action. "Mr. Romani, you can give Marco that information. After he solves this little mystery, kill him."
"…Yes sir."
"I trust you to do your job Alexander. Good bye." I said simply, snapping the phone shut.
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Kyle's POV:
It was his understanding that Jordan Collier had visited two Judges, and made himself the subject of a series of tests and a barrage of questioning. In the end the, Jordan had been able to prove he was the real deal, thus clearing me of all charges. All information about this had to be kept from the public for reasons unknown to him, so his release had been a very private ceremony of sorts.
He had been cleared out of the cell he had occupied, signed a series of different papers to make his release official and was finally given a ride to his father's house. He did not have anything besides release papers in his hands and a smile on his face.
Most of the lights were on in the house and he could hear the silent chaos behind the door. His guards had notified his father of his release, as well as NTAC. He knew Prue's hopes had been confirmed and all he had to do was walk through the door to enter the festivities put together on short notice for him.
His smile was dampened a bit when he thought about her, the only thing which haunted him now. She hadn't been there the previous night, which was odd. But it was more then that, the sense of familiarity associated with her. Memories that were not his surfaced in his mind sometimes, and she was there, or at least her voice was. The thing inside him knew her, but how he didn't know. The memories were distorted, sneaking into his dreams.
Before he could continue his thoughts, the door swung open. His father, the great Tom Baldwin, gave him a big hug before pulling him inside. Kyle's smile quickly returned to his face, as his eyes were greeted with streamers, cake and other happy faces who all welcomed him home in unison.