LJP- Dun dun dun indeed
Erikstrulove- I can't tell you if I'm killing of Jack or not. But I promise you that no matter what Jason will be alright in the end. He has Keegan and Amy. As for the genetics lab you'll find out in this chapter.
CHAPTER 58
RESCUE
December 10, 2010
12:26am
Carthis, Scotland
The New Centre
Silently Alex, Jeremiah, Allen, Angelo, and Steve made there way across the back field of the New Centre. Adam and Benny had taken care to loop all video feed so that the group would not be seen. They came to a manhole cover which with the help of Steve, Jeremiah pried open.
"Katie you first," Jeremiah whispered. Alex looked down the manhole. She the held out her hand, palm flat and formed a fireball the size of an orange.
"Your turn Jer," Alex said softly. Borrowing a random telekinetic's powers, Jeremiah moved the fireball out of Alex's hand and down the manhole. The quintet peered down the manhole, as the fireball made it's slow descent.
"All clear," Allen noted when nothing was to be seen.
"Down we go then..." Alex began.
"Into the belly of the beast," Jeremiah finished. Steve went down first, followed by Allen, then Jeremiah and Alex, Angelo came last bringing up the rear.
They walked in silence for close to ten minutes before they reached the air vent they desired. From there they were forced to crawl for another fifteen minutes. Out off all of them only Steve and Allen had difficulties crawling. Angelo had spent the better part of his life crawling through air shafts, as had Alex and Jeremiah. The only difference for the two Black Files was that they found the crawling space to be a bit more cramped now that they had grown.
They finally came to their desired designation.
"Adam, loop the cameras for the genetics lab," Jeremiah murmured into his mike.
"It's done," Adam replied a few moments later. With that Steve eased the vent cover off and leapt out of the shaft followed by Allen, Jeremiah, Alex and Angelo.
The room was large and circular, a step up from the old genetic storage room at the old Centre. The room was lined with glass doors, and inside each door were shelves upon shelves of genetic material. To Alex the room resembled the freezer isle of a grocery store. Except unlike the freezer isle, the genetic storage room gave her the creeps.
Jeremiah walked around the room inspecting the labels on each of the genetic samples. "Alex," he called out softly. Alex looked up and walked over to Jeremiah. He was pointing at single case upon which emblems had been etched. Parallel with the top most shelf was the silhouette of a phoenix. A foot below the phoenix was a circle composed of fifteen stars.
Rage filled Alex realizing that it was her and the rest of the Black Files, genetic material along with Will, Alley, Jamie and Jeff's in the case.
"That's you in there isn't it?" Allen spoke from behind Alex and Jeremiah. Neither replied, instead Alex and Jeremiah pulled off their packs and pulled out two charges of C4 each. They both placed one on either side of the door with the two etchings. Taking their cue from the two Black Files, Allen, Angelo, and Steve began placing their own charges along the doors.
"Adam, Benny we're done in here, loop the feed out in the hall way and deactivate the alarm to the door," Steve spoke.
"This is where we split up. Angelo take Steve and Allen to the nursery, Alex and I are going for Pete," Jeremiah said opening the door of the genetics lab. Angelo nodded his head.
"Be safe, Oz, Mouse," Angelo murmured to the two Black Files. Jeremiah and Alex nodded their heads and set off down the corridor, Angelo, Allen and Steve set off down the other end.
"Don't worry Angelo, Jer and Alex were created to pull this off," Adam reassured Angelo over the ear piece. "They are the Black Files after all. Two of the best."
"You can flatter us all you want little cousin. But it'd mean a bit more if Christmas wasn't just around the corner," Came Alex's voice.
"Can't blame a kid for trying," Adam replied. "By the way you and Jer need to take a left at the up coming corridor."
"Thanks for the reminder Ad," Jeremiah said. He and Alex continued down the dark corridor, they paused when it intersected with another peering around the corners for any guards. With an all clear sign from Adam the two Black Files took a left.
They only walked fifteen feet before stopping in front of an elevator. They did not press the call button instead they pried the doors open. Holding the doors open with a metal bar Alex and Jeremiah entered the shaft. Once they were in Jeremiah pulled the bar letting the doors close.
The traveled up eight stories before they reached the third floor. Resorting to borrowing a telekinetics powers, Jeremiah pried the elevator doors open and he and Alex leapt through, Alex going first.
"Adam any signs of sweepers?" Alex asked.
"Two outside of Pete's room," Adam said. Alex and Jeremiah exchanged looks, reaching the same conclusion, they took their packs off of their backs and each pulled out an identical pistol. They were dart guns, Alex and Jeremiah did not want to resort their 9mm Smith and Wessons unless a fire fight broke out.
Pete's room, or should I say John's room, was twenty feet down the corridor around the corner and on the right. Peering around the corner, their guns drawn Alex and Jeremiah quickly took in the sweepers positions. They were on either side of Pete's door and did not seem to be truly on guard.
The cousins nodded and stepped out of the shadows, the sweepers didn't even see the two teens until the darts were embedded in their necks.
"Well that was easy," Alex muttered.
"Yeah well now comes the hard part," Jeremiah remarked. He studied the lock on Pete's door, and was not shocked to find that it was unlocked. Jeremiah opened the door, Alex right behind him.
It was a nice room, but not Pete's style, Alex supposed that it was John's style. The furniture was too masculine, too stuffy, for Peter. John slept on a mahogany sleigh bed with off white sheets. There was a desk in the corner that looked as if it belonged in some CEO's office. A handsome pair of bookshelves adorned either side of a gas fireplace on the right wall of the room. In front of the fire place was a dark red leather chair and a coffee table. On top of the coffee table was a sketch pad and notebook.
Apparently, a part of Peter was still somewhere in John's memories, for Peter had always loved to write and sketch. Alex quietly walked over to the sketch pad and flipped through the drawings. She was shocked at what she saw.
Every page was adorned drawings of the family. Jason and Jack each pressing a kiss to either side of Amy's cheeks. Alley laughing as Jeff's arms encircled her waist. Jarod kissing Morgan passionately. Adam not yet five years old wearing a suit as he stood before his mother's coffin. There was even one of Alex crying as Will held her. There were more drawings, and not just of the family, but of Pete's horse, Serenity, the barn, the tree houses and the like.
They were beautiful, each and every drawing. They said they pictures were worth a thousand words, but these drawings were stories. Stories of love, loss, grief and pain. The story of their family.
"He remembers, Jer a part of him remembers," Alex whispered, tears clouding her vison. For if John was creating such drawings then Peter was most defiantly still there, buried down inside. Jeremiah took the book from Alex and quickly placed the sketchbook in his back pack. Alex and Jeremiah then walked over to John.
"You sure you want to do this?" Alex asked Jeremiah softly.
"It's the only way," Jeremiah answered. The two of them never went into detail with the others on how they would get Pete out. They were to ashamed of what they were going to have to do.
Jeremiah was going to borrow a telepath's powers and use them to push -in truth force- John to come with Alex and Jeremiah. Jeremiah reached out using Alex's empathy, to find the nearest telepath. There were four located in the New Centre, out of the four of them, three had minimal power, but the fourth possessed enough power that would suite the task Jeremiah need to perform. It would also help matters that Alex would use her reverse empathy to help Jeremiah with making John come along.
"I'm ready," Jeremiah told both Alex and Adam.
"Good, 'cause in about two minutes you two are going to have a five minute doorway to get Pete out of his room, to the elevators, down the shaft, and out of that hell hole," Adam spoke.
"Thanks for letting us know, Ad. Now quite so Jer and I can concentrate," Alex said. Adam knew well enough not to replay, Alex and Jeremiah were going to need to give all of their attention at that moment to forcing John to leave.
"Wake up," Jeremiah said touching the boy's shoulder. John sat up slowly, for a moment his eyes shown with hate when he saw who was in his room, but the hate in his eyes quickly disappeared, as his eyes became unfocused. He had fallen under Alex and Jeremiah's control.
With in a minute Alex and Jeremiah got John to dress, and they were waiting Adam's signal.
"Go," Adam said, and Jeremiah and Alex set off, down the hall with John in tow. They stepped over the bodies of the unconscious sweepers turned the corner and made it to the elevator. There they pressed the call button, and the elevator quickly arrived.
They then went down to SL-5, John still under Alex and Jeremiah's control. The elevator opened and the trio went a few feet down the corridor and made a right, the whole time Alex and Jeremiah's weapon's out.
"Ad we still all clear?" Jeremiah asked, most of his attention still on Jeremiah.
"Yes sir," Adam replied. And it was until out of no where, half a dozen sweepers exited one of the rooms along the corridor that the trio had just passed. The sweepers stared at Alex, Jeremiah and John in shock. Their shock quickly dissipated as they reached for their weapons.
Had Alex and Jeremiah not had a large part of their mind devoted to keeping Pete in their control they would of had the upper hand on the sweepers. But it wasn't until one of the sweepers fired off a warning shot did the two Black Files become aware of the sweepers.
"Don't move," The sweeper barked as Alex and Jeremiah turned around their weapons trained at the six men.
"Drop your weapons," Another sweeper ordered.
"You drop yours," Came the voice of Steve. He had his gun out, and aimed at one of the sweepers. Behind Steve was Allen and Angelo each with a sleeping baby in a carrier on their back. Neither was armed.
"It's six to three, you all don't stand a chance," The first sweeper said.
"Angelo, Allen go now! Get them to safety!" Alex yelled, she didn't care about her own life at that point all that mattered to her, were those two babies.
"Don't move," The first sweeper barked again.
"Go!" Alex yelled pulling the trigger. Her aim was off on purpose, she didn't want to take a life unless forced.
Jeremiah and Steve followed Alex's actions in hopes of causing diversion for Allen and Angelo to get away with the babies. At the same time what ever hold Alex and Jeremiah had on John was broken. Realizing that the sweepers didn't know that Alex, Jeremiah, and Steve had John, Alex wrapped her arm around John's neck and put the gun to his temple.
"For give me little brother," She whispered. "Hold your fire or I will kill him," Alex told the sweepers.
"Don't shoot!" John yelled at the sweepers. Recognizing who the boy was the sweepers were too frightened to fire giving Allen and Angelo time enough to get away without having to dodge bullets.
"We've called for back up. There is no way the three of you are getting out. Now drop your weapons and you won't be killed. Come along quietly and this will all be sorted out," One of the other sweepers spoke.
"You think we believe that. As soon as we put down our weapons you'll lock us up on the lowest sub level there is in this hell hole," Alex sneered.
"I know who you are. If you do as I say, if you stay it will be different this time around. I'm to be chairman with in the year. It won't be like it was when you were younger. You me and who is that next to you Jeremiah? Greg? We can do great things," John said.
"They really did a number on you Tiger," Jeremiah said sadly.
"Here's the thing the four of us are leaving, and the you lads are going to let us," Steve told the sweepers.
"I don't think so," The lead sweeper said, and he began to smile.
"Shit," Alex muttered, she knew why the sweeper was smiling she could sense the other sweepers, they would be there in less then two minutes.
"Jer, remember what I told you earlier. I love you big brother. Now let me do this," Alex whispered to him.
Jeremiah's eyes went wide realizing what Alex was going to do. "No!" he yelled as Alex threw John to the ground and began to fire her gun. She took out all six sweepers, but was shot in the process.
"Alex!" Jeremiah screamed as Alex went down. He fell down on the ground next to her, and cradled her head in his lap. Steve ran over to check the status of the sweepers. John sat up stunned.
"Alex. Alex, can you hear me?" Jeremiah asked tears falling down his face as he checked the bullet wounds. She had been shot three times. Once in the left shoulder and twice in the stomach. Jeremiah was suppose to protect Alex not the other way around. She shouldn't of been shot. This was all his fault, just like the river accident. And just like the river accident some one he loved was seriously hurt.
"Jer, go," Alex whispered reaching up to touch his face with her blood streaked hand.
"No, I can't leave you," Jeremiah cried.
"P-p-promised m-me," Alex stuttered.
"I lied. Come on I'll carry you," Jeremiah said and tried to lift Alex into his arms.
"No. S-slow you d-down," Alex told him. "S-steve make J-jer g-go," Alex called out for the sweeper.
"No," Jeremiah said harshly.
"S-sweepers coming," Alex told them. "Go!" Steve was torn as to what to do, but knew that there was no choice, they had to leave. Steve went and pulled Jeremiah away from Alex.
The teen kicked and screamed for Steve to let him go. "No damn it, No!" Jeremiah said struggling against Steve's grasp.
"Jer, we have to go," Steve said pulling the boy along.
"She's my sister. I can't leave her!" Jeremiah sobbed.
"G-go Jer please. L-love y-you," Alex said weakly. All the while John sat shocked, there was a girl -his enemy- dying before him. And her brother screaming not wanting to leave her. He had seen this before. Dreamt it over the weeks. He knew that if the man didn't get the boy out then all three of them would die.
"Knock him out and go. They'll kill him!" John yelled to Steve surprising himself. Steve managed to do what John and said and dragged Jeremiah's body down the hall. As they left John made his way over to Alex.
She was still conscious, John felt for her pulse and found it to be weak. "Pete," Alex smiled looking up at him.
"What were you thinking?" John asked applying pressure to the girl's wounds.
"S-save y-you Tiger. L-love you," Alex said her eyes fluttering. "Adam. Adam. B-Ben, g-go."
John thought that the girl was delirious until and explosion sounded down the hall. Sprinklers went off just as the sweepers arrived.
"Master Parker is everything alright?" The lead sweeper asked the boy.
"No, no it's not. Get this girl to the infirmary quickly," John commanded. The sweeper reached down double checking Alex's pulse.
"Sir, I don't know how to tell you this but...she's gone."
Up Next: Jeremiah's freaking out. Aaron, Andros, Mike and Maddie are scared to death over what has happened with Alex. And the family learns that the boy they believe to be is Peter is truly Kaine and that Kaine has done something horrible to Jack
So yeah, I just killed off Alex. Can't wait to see what you all thought of that one. You can let me know in your review