AN:Sorry the update took so long
II. Whole truth, half-truth and nothing but lies
4 months later...
Sarah sat down in a metallic chair in a stark white room as two guards stood in opposite corners behind the patient. "Hello Jocelyn my name is Sarah Peters and I want to talk to you about the things you remember before your accident."
Sarah watched as Jocelyn looked at her and slowly nodded, Sarah let a disarming smile play across her face as she opened the black folder that was provided for her. Her employers wanted her to ask a specific number of questions and show the patient certain pictures and to record the patient's responses.
"Alright how about we start with some simple things first? If you get uncomfortable just let me know and we can take a break," Sarah stated
"What's your name and when and where were you born?" Sarah asked in routine fashion
"My name is Jocelyn, I can't remember my last name but I was born on March 7th in 1972 in Washington D.C. and then my parents moved to New York City."
"Do you remember what you did after you graduated high school?"
"Didn't have enough money to go to college so I joined the United States Army," Joss replied
"Do you remember your rank and job while you were in the Army?"
"No…all I remember is boot camp… and then lots of sand and heat," Joss replied in an unsure voice
"Do you remember what you did after the Army?"
"Not really…. I'm not sure… what I remember doesn't make sense," Joss replied in a skeptic tone
"What do you remember happening?"
"I…think that I…."
Sarah watched as Jocelyn's speech trailed off as she clinched her fist and started breathing harder as she look back and forth. Her body went ridged as the guards moved closer. Sarah held her hand up and signaled for them to step back, "It's okay Jocelyn…just take a few deep breaths."
Once she was visibly calmer, Sarah continued "It's okay to tell me what you remember."
"I remember…I think that…that I'm a bad person," Joss stated softly
Sarah raised her eyebrow wondering how she came to that conclusion. "Why do you think that you are a bad person Jocelyn?"
"Because the next thing I remember is me killing different people with a gun,"
Sarah sat back in her seat, she needed to consult her superiors before she proceeded, they could possibly use her memory lapse in their favor. She looked at her watch in mock show, "Okay, Jocelyn, we're going to take a quick break, it's almost lunch time and I'm sure your hungry, I'll see you back here as soon as your done eating."
Sarah watched as Jocelyn nodded and the guards escorted her out of the room. As soon as the door shut Sarah got up and knocked on the two way mirror. "Perry get your ass in hear and bring the laptop."
Sarah watched as Perry brought in the laptop and placed it on the table. Sarah moved around and sat down in front of the web cam and looked at Director Briggs face on the monitor.
"Director I'm sure you were listing to the interview, how do you want us to proceed?"Sarah questioned as she watched the Director of the NSA.
"The target objective is still the same I want you to use her to find out what she knows about the machine and the man who built it and where he's hiding," Briggs replied
"She thinks she's a bad person who kills random people; she doesn't remember that she was cop? How do you want me to approach the subject, should I tell her the truth or…something else?" Sarah stated
"No, we will use her jumbled memory to our advantage; Director Worth has informed me that we can use her to solve a problem that his agency believes is connect to our target objective," Briggs declared
Sarah snorted "What a surprise there, us having to clean up the CIA's messes."
"It's called inter-agency cooperation; we're all in this game together. Find out if you can get anything else out of her and then spin the truth. If she thinks she's a killer then make her believe that she was and that she works for us," Briggs ordered as he killed the web cam feed and the screen on the laptop went black.
Sarah sat back down after Perry left and put her concerned psychiatrist act back on as the guards escorted Jocelyn back into the room.
"I hope you enjoyed your lunch Jocelyn, now I'm going to ask you a few more questions and show you some pictures and I want you to tell me in you recognize the people in the photos?"
Sarah opened her folder and gently laid five pictures down on the table in front of her and watched as she looked at them.
Joss looked down at the pictures in front of her; the photos displayed the faces of three males and two females. Two of the males and one of the females stood out immediately to her.
She pulled the females photo down and looked at her almost deranged face. For some reason she wanted to call the woman Hanna. She moved her eyes to the next mans photo. She remembered him sort of, as flashes played in her head of her meeting him under a bridge at night as he handed her his dog, then all of a sudden she remembered a rotten stench and saw herself standing above a decaying body as the man's dog watched her.
In order to shake her vision of the dead body she moved to the next photo. Joss gently picked up the photo and stared at the man's blue eyes. He was certainly a handsome man, but there was something else about him and she couldn't place her figure on it.
She put the picture down and looked at the other two pictures. She didn't remember the other woman but she remembered pointing her gun at the man as they stood in a bathroom. Was he a friend of hers? If so why would she point a gun at him? Joss was brought out of her thoughts when she heard Sarah start speaking again.
"Do you recognize any of these people?" Sarah asked
"Sort of, in bits and pieces. Who are they? Do they know me?" Joss replied as she looked up at Sarah.
Sarah rearranged the photos and began to say aloud their names as pointed to their photos. "There current alias's are Harold Finch, Sameen Shaw, Samantha Grooves, this is a dirty cop who works for the NYPD whose name is Detective Lionel Fusco and this man right here, his name is John Reese."
"How do I know them?" Joss questioned
"Jocelyn you were right about the fact that you killed people but you're not a bad person, you are a NSA operative," Sarah stated as she sat back and folded her hands on the table.
"What!" Joss exclaimed in shock
"You were on an undercover assignment, these people seem familiar to you because you were assigned to infiltrate their terrorist organization and bring in their leader Harold Finch. Unfortunately your cover was blown and they used another dirty cop by the name of Simmons to kill you, luckily we were able to get to you before you bled out."
Joss felt her chest constrict and her vision blur, she couldn't believe it…she was a killer for the government. The people who felt so familiar to her had tried to kill her. Joss grabbed her head as the room began to spin. She shot up from her chair and grabbed her stomach as she threw up.
She felt arms catch her as she sank to the floor, as her vision began to fade in and out, the last things she remembered seeing was the men named Harold and John walking away from her as she lay on the ground staring up at a traffic light in a pool of her own blood.
Sarah watched as Jocelyn threw up and passed out. One of the guards laid her down on the ground and checked her pulse. Sarah stood up as Perry walked into the room.
"What now?" Perry asked
"Where's Dr. Calvin?"Sarah questioned
"He's at his home?" Perry replied
"Send an asset to kill him and destroy the house and any evidence of his research," Sarah ordered
"What are we going to do about the facility?" Perry asked, but he received his answer as he heard automatic gun fire and screams coming from the rest of the people employed at the facility.
"I want to make sure all the people who know about this project are dealt with," Sarah stated as she pulled out her gun and a syringe.
"Understood, what are you about to do?" Perry asked as he saw her cocked back her gun and put two bullets in each of the guard's.
Once the guards slumped to the floor dead, Sarah moved over to Jocelyn's prone body and stuck the syringe into her arm and emptied its contents "This cocktail of muscle relaxants, should keep her knocked out for 5 or 6 hours," Sarah replied as she gestured for Perry to come pick up the unconscious body.
"What are we going to do with her," Perry asked as he picked Jocelyn up.
"She's a ' trained killer' Perry, its time she got her skills back up to par and I'm sure that scar-face is bored out of her mind and will just love having a new pupil to train," Sarah remarked with a smirk.
Perry smirked "Careful Sarah, she might cut your tongue out and feed it to you if she hears you call her that."
Sarah snorted "Please, I'm not afraid of some half burned up former CIA lackey, she should be happy we were kind enough to give her a job after that little stunt she pulled in New York."
Sarah opened the door of the interrogation room as she and Perry made their way to the elevator stepping over dead bodies as they went.
John made his way into the library and handed the box of doughnuts to Shaw and the green tea to Harold "So Finch who's the new number?"
"Good morning to you too Mr. Reese, "Harold replied as he put the picture of their latest number on the board. "His name is Dr. Hank Calvin."
John looked at the man's photo "What kind of Doctor is he?"
"The crackpot kind, even Finch thinks he's crazy," Shaw stated as she wolfed down another doughnut
"I didn't say crazy Ms. Shaw; I simply said that his research is farfetched and eccentric,"Harold replied as he sat back down in front of his computer.
"Whatever anyone who talks about resurrection and robots is a nutcase in my book," Shaw stated.
John arched his eyebrow and moved closer to Harold "Robots?"
Harold turned to his computer and brought up one of lectures. "Not robots, Mr. Reese full body prosthetic's."
Once John was looking at the screen Harold hit play on the video.
"Modern science and technology has led the way to amazing advancements for the human race. We can build robots that can think on their own, we can replace human limbs with almost life like substitutes. If a person is needs a new lung we can replace it, if a person needs a new heart we can replace it, we can replace almost every major organ in the human body. I want you to forget your religious convictions about life and death and I want you to think about what it truly means to be human, what makes us who we are? Some people will say it's a fictitious representation of mass the some people call a 'soul', but I believe that our soul, the very essence of our personality is located in our brains. It is the brain that tells our body to live and breathe. I hope to one day show the world that in time with the right technology we humans can become immortal. Even after clinical death our brain still functions, our mortality is slowly based on the limitations of our bodies. If a person can replace their body in the same fashion that we replace organs we can hope to one day transcend death."
John looked at the screen and then back at Harold "I might have to agree with Shaw on the nutcase part Finch."
Shaw put down the empty box of doughnuts and grabbed her jacket and gun."See I told you Finch, he's delusional... 100 bucks says he's probably doing some weird Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde shit in his basement."
"Whatever Dr. Calvin is up to, the machine believes he is relevant enough to investigate, I've sent the location of his home to your phones, but do keep in mind that the Doctor could very well be a victim in this situation," Harold replied
Harold watched as John and Shaw left the library, he felt a sense of relief today, Mr. Reese seemed to be slowly recovering from Detective Carter's death or at least he was getting better at hiding his pain and sadness. Harold let out a sigh; he certainly didn't realize just how much he valued Detective Carter's presence until she was gone.
It was such a shame, she was a good person and she most certainly didn't deserve for her life to be cut so short, if only the machine had reacted faster, maybe she would still be with them.