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“Actually no you don’t, you see we’ve decided to give you the same rights you gave Connor Doyle. Except there will be no rescue committee looking for you. In fact a couple of the boys in NID have some rather interesting ideas in mind.”
“You wouldn’t.” Frank spat.
“No he wouldn’t” The President answered coldly, “But I would.”
Frank Elsinger for one of the very few times in his life knew true fear and screamed as the door snicked shut.
~~~****~~~
“Where’s Connor?” Matt asked as he rummaged in the fridge for a beer.
“Upstairs hopefully sleeping.” Anton passed his hand over his face and looked tired.
“You let him talk to Pete yet?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, things didn’t go too well?” Matt pulled out a chair and sat down.
“No actually things went well, he is experiencing a minor case of paranoia but other than that he is sane. He’s not exhibiting any serious psychological or trauma induced psychosis.”
“So he can go home.”
“Soon as Peter gets here.”
“So if that’s not the problem what is?”
“Have you seen him naked?”
“Ah Anton, leading question there.” Matt smiled.
“My God man,” Anton was up and pacing. “He’s a walking bruise. I’m surprised he’s still on his feet. How the hell could they do that to him? To anyone?” Anton’s anger was a palpable presence in the kitchen.
“I don’t know. Seen a lot of whackos over the years Anton, as I’m sure you have as well, but this level of sadism is new to me. It’s horrific.” Matt agreed.
“Mainly because they did it in the name of science.”
“No, they did it in the name of money Anton and that makes it worse. Bob’s given him the clear based on your meeting in the morning, which will include a healthy compensation offer. You offered him the opportunity to come back to the OSIR?”
“He never left. He’s still on the payroll as officially missing not dead. Which means if he wants he can come back and I’ll be glad to have him. His physical condition will preclude that however, it could take weeks before he is well enough to start training again.”
“I didn’t realise it was that bad.”
“Multiple abrasions, incisions that are barely healed, shoddy examination practices that have cause tearing and secondary infections which from the reports he was deliberately exposed to in order to test the viability and resiliency of the enzyme in his body. He’s underweight, granted not by much but enough that any further slide will be hazardous and he’s got arthritis in his knee which may or may not be treatable with anti-inflammatory medication. He’s sick Matt, really sick and tired. I wish Peter were here now.”
“Comfort is not something he’s had a lot of recently and I doubt he’ll get much sleep.”
“Well that I can assure- I’ve given him a light sedative and have done a complete physical on him, I’ll have my test results back in a couple of hours.”
“Good. I’m going to bed as well then, I’ll look in on him when I go up. Anton don’t stay up too late and put the cat out.”
“Cat?”
“What we don’t have a cat?” Matt frowned and Anton smiled.
~~~***~~~
Matt rapped lightly on the bedroom door and slowly pushed it open. The room was small and functional with a double bed. The curtains were left open and the lace fluttered against the cool night air. He shivered involuntarily and paced into the room to pull the window closed. Connor lay curled on his side; thin pajamas barely concealing the goose flesh that stood proud against he pale skin and the fine sheen of sweat. Matt picked up the blanket that he’d kicked off onto the floor and put it back on the bed, pulling it up with the sheets over the hunched shoulders. Connor unwound slightly and tipped over onto his back, his hand flung out to the other side of the bed and scowled when he discovered it cold and empty. He curled back in on himself and Matt smiled as a sudden spur of inspiration overtook him and he made a quick dash to Anton’s room.
He opened the wardrobe door and peered inside pushed Anton’s clothing to one side and closed his hand around the object. A care worn Teddy bear, soft and well loved by the many tiny hands it had passed through, and he tucked it under his arm and headed back to Connor’s room.
Connor was still curled on his side and after a moment Matt slipped the bear under the covers and onto the pillow next to the sleeping man, the sedative Anton had given him earlier kept him in Morpheus’ keep. Connor touched his fingers to the soft fur and instinctively he pulled the toy into his arms and curled around the small comfort as the ghost of a smile fled across his face as Matt padded softly back to the door.
“I’m touched.” Anton said softly as he pulled the door closed.
“Nah I’m just a big kid at heart and he’s had a rough time of it.” Matt shrugged feeling a little foolish.
“Don’t ever apologize for caring Matt.”
“I get cookies and milk now?” Matt beamed.
“No you’ll have nightmares, now be a good boy and go to bed.”
“Party pooper.” Matt stuck his tongue out and grumbled all the way to the end of the hall into his room.
Anton felt a twinge of pain. He’d miss Matt, almost as much as he’d missed Connor, but now he was losing both of them again and Peter as well. He considered the small group his family and wagered that where Matt went, Lindsey would be sure to follow. They loved each other, Anton just hoped that they’d realize that before they killed each other.
~~~***~~~
From outside the small house a pair of binoculars with night vision scanned the perimeter. The soldier smiled, he wouldn’t be left to blame and the only man who could implicate him directly was only seconds away.
Two MP’s paced back and forth and scanned the area. Stopping briefly over the spot where the soldier lay hidden in the small copse of trees.
He breathed a sigh of relief as they moved off. He continued his surveillance and settled in for a long night.
~~~***~~~
Peter fidgeted in the seat, the private Air Force jet was well appointed and luxurious yet still he hated the wait. Connor was only moments away and it was too long, far too long. He closed his eyes and rested back against the headrest taking deep breaths to steady the pounding of his heart.
He dreamed of blood.
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