OMG! Sequel! Please R&R if it sucks it won't continue….also please read From Abysus first.

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Chapter 2

"You…you can hear our nanites?" Dr. Holiday asked shocked, glancing at agent 6.

"Well it's not like they speak English or anything, they just, I don't know make noise. I thought it as my imagination but, it only happens around you 3. That I have noticed anyway." Emily shrugged.

"Can you hear anything now?" 6 asked, Emily shook her head.

"No, only when you are getting close. Like 6, when you are getting close I hear like this low hum. Dr. Holiday you are a high pitched hum but you change in pitch, like a song or something. Rex is a weird popping feeling."

"Hmmm," Dr. Holiday moved away, gathering some items. "6 call Rex down here. Emily I am going to attach these electrodes to your head alright. I want to see if anything changes in your brain wave patterns."

With white wires hanging all around Emily like ribbons, they waited. Suddenly a ping came up on the computer screen just as she spoke. "Rex is here." The door opened.

"Hi Doc…uh...why is Em covered in wires?"

She explained. Rex looked stunned. "Seriously doc?"

"Very serious Rex, she predicted you arrival by a few seconds." Dr. Holiday tapped her screen again. "When did this all start Emily?"

"Right after you brought Rex and I back from Abysus. " She sighed, and Rex was by her side in an instant.

"Tired?" He said roughing her hair a bit, trying to be brotherly and caring. She pushed his hand away.

"Couldn't really sleep." He nodded watching her tired face a moment before he spoke. "The scary dream?"

Dr. Holiday and Emily shared the same look of confusion, 6 raised an eyebrow. He knew was Rex was getting at.

"Yes…how could you possibly…" Emily questioned. Rex rubbed the back of his head and averted his gaze.

"I…I've been meaning to tell you."

"Tell me what Rex?" Emily started to breathe a little harder.

"I've been seeing you dream for the past few weeks." Rex put up his hand waiting to see if she would reach out to smack him. When she didn't move, he continued. "I really meant to tell you, but I was worried you would be mad."

"But last night…" Emily began softly but Rex interrupted.

"I know that was, something that happened to us…but I promise it wasn't like we gave you that dream on purpose." He took her hand. She pulled away a mix of emotions running through her. Emily tried to get it under control but she was failing.

"What exactly have you seen?"

Rex blushed. "Stuff."

"Rex!" Emily screamed the computer readings spiking.

"Emily calm down." Dr. Holiday spoke trying to get the computer relays under control. It was not helping.

"You could have told me…my past. It's not pleasant alright." Emily began to choke on the air around her, panicking. She felt a hand pinch her shoulder, it hurt for a moment then everything started to soften.

"That's enough." 6 said continuing to apply pressure. Only when her breathing returned to normal did he release his grip any longer and she would be back on the floor again.

Once everything was quiet, Dr. Holiday look at all three.

"Okay, we need to talk. All of us." She glanced at 6, making sure he remained. He did not like emotional stuff but this; well it could affect how they work. Fight as a team.

Rex sat next to Emily and reached for her hand. This time she did not pull away from this touch.

"Em, what happened that day?" Rex asked, Emily bowed her head. So that was what he wanted to know. She should have guessed that was what he would want to know. It was her worst memory after all. The one that makes her afraid of monsters in the dark.

"When I was 8 years old, my mother officially crowned me as her heir. When I was 8 years old, my eldest brother tried to kill me." Rex squeezed her hand gently, a silent urge for her to continue. "After that, he was banished to the swamplands; mother was always mercifully when it came to her children but then I wasn't allowed out of the castle again. Heck, I was barely allowed out of my room. I spent the next 7 years of my life in that stupid tower." Emily closed her eyes at the memory and leaned against Rex and he accepted her touch. Dr. Holiday was about to pull them apart but a quick head shake from 6 stopped her. He could see they were feeding off of each other's energy for strength. Perhaps being captured in Abysus had created a bond between the two. 6 scrutinized the pair. Yes a mental bond that would explain everything. But why could Emily sense him as well as Dr. Holiday unless… slowly it dawned on agent 6. Crap this was his fault.

If what he was thinking was true, there would be one way to test it. He would have to call Noah and ask him to visit. He should tell Holiday too but…a sobbing sound drew 6 from this own thoughts. He had missed the rest of what Emily said but he gathered enough from Dr. Holiday and Rex's faces that it was not good news.

"6 can Emily, can she skip training today?" Rex asked, a bit weary of his trainers answer. The very fact he asked made 6 acutely aware he had indeed missed some very important information. 6 sighed internally. "You're both dismissed for the day, go play video games or something."

Rex shot him a smile then another bright smile to Emily. She wiped her tears and did her best to smile back. Rex helped her pull of Doctor Holiday's electrodes before pulling her to her feet. As the door shut behind them Dr. Holiday let out a loud sigh.

"Of all the things to have to deal with, I'll start informing White about the therapy schedule needed. 6 you'll need to adjust your training schedule with Emily as well."

"Therapy Holiday, for what?" 6 asked. She looked at him, almost disturbed. "Well that's protocol for this type of issue."

6 just raised an eye brow. Had he not been listening? Holiday wondered, he could just want her to say it, could he?

"6," Holiday spoke softly. "Emily was molested by her brother, before her tried to kill her."

6 said nothing but turned and left the lab.

He vowed then and there if he ever met Emily's brother, he would dice him into small pieces.

Little did 6 know that day would come much sooner than he thought.

And the sixth deadliest man in the world…would not be prepared.