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moody-alcoholic · 25 days ago

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These Violent Delights

Chapter 13 - Heroes and Villains

Summary: Poly 141 x fem!reader, a/b/o alternate universe 7.4k words. Eh... Anything I write here would spoil the chapter. Just enjoy.

CW: a/b/o alternative universe, a/b/o dynamics, typical a/b/o universe tropes (scenting, scuffing), descriptions of torture, panic attacks, blood, descriptions of injuries, medical inaccuracies, pregnancy, death, use of weapons, murder, cannon typical violence, ALOT of crying, can never have enough hurt/comfort, dissociation.

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You wake to a ringing in your ears. There's so much noise, so many smells. You peel your eyes open, your head is throbbing. Vision blurry as you’re laid on the cold floor.

Pain, so much pain.

Your neck throbs, the back and the side, you bring your hand up your fingers touching where the pain is. It’s wet, warm and wet, you bring your hand up to your fuzzy vision.

You’re bleeding, your fingers covered in fresh warm blood. Panic sets in, your adrenaline spikes giving you a moment of clarity, you're bleeding from the side of your neck. There's a deep gash. You press your hand up against it, blood drips between your fingers.

Pain radiates through your body as you press on the wound causing black spots to flash across your vision. You can’t pass out, you don’t know how much blood you’ve lost.

You force yourself to your feet. Your head spins and you fall against a cupboard knocking a tray of something on the floor. A fiery pain shoots through your stomach. You press your hand to your side, you can feel your shirt soaked.

More blood, your hand turned crimson red and you try to stand up again. You manage to steady yourself reaching out for the door handle. You push yourself against the door using all the strength you have to open it.

You slip falling to the ground, your blooded hand slipping slaming your face into the floor. You can hear movement, someone is below you. You can’t smell anything as you struggle to pull yourself to your feet, you’re crawling as blood runs down your body.

You make it to the top of the stairs, reaching out you grip onto the stair railing, forcing your body to pull itself up. You let out a moan of pain, gritting your teeth. Your free hand going to your side. The bleeding there is worse, a deeper cut, more blood, more pain.

“Piper?” It’s a male voice, calling for Dr. Piper. You try to call out but the words catch in your throat. Your head is spinning you can’t tell where the steps start and end. You’re leaning against the banister, your body starts to shake. You almost want to throw yourself down. Into the hands of whoever is waiting downstairs. Then a figure comes into your view as you go to take your first step.

It’s Simon. His eyes meet yours, then in an instant he’s striding up the stairs as you struggle to stay standing gripped onto the banister. His arms wrap around you, scooping you up against his chest.

You must have blacked out for a second because when you come too he’s already out of the lab. The cold air stings your skin, the rain feels like ice hitting your fevered body. You start feeling dizzy, you can feel blood running down your side, your back.

Your wounds should be healing by now, why are they not healing? Maybe you’ve lost too much blood and your body cannot repair itself? Maybe it’s because you're pregnant? Simon crashes through another set of doors.

“Get Price!” You hear him shout so loud it has your ears ringing as he lowers you to the floor. You hear other voices now.

“Holy fuck!”

“What happened!?” You’re barely clinging on to consciousness. There’s another figure looking over you as someone's hands press against your neck. Someone lifts up your shirt. Hands press on your side.

Pain that’s all it is, you don’t even have the energy to even cry out. You look up at the figure pressing their hands on your side.

“Kyle?” Is all you manage to get out before you slip away again.

…

Price is out of his office before Johnny even makes it to his door. As he turns the corner it’s like his heart stops for a second. You’re sprawled out on the floor, Kyle and Simon bent over you. He can smell the blood in the air before he sees it.

Then when Kyle gets up to run past him to the bedrooms he sees just how much. Your eyes are closed with Simon's hands pressed against your neck. All he can hear is the loud thumping of his heart in his ears. You’re injured, bleeding and unconscious. His hands ball into fists as he watches blood seep onto the wooden floorboards.

Something burns inside him, something he has never felt before. He feels a lump form in his throat swallowing hard to get it to go away. Kyle races past him again with a medical pouch in his hands. What the hell happened? Then he hears it.

“John!” He snaps out of his haze, his eyes flicking to Simon. He hasn’t used his name like that in years. He looks round the room, adrenaline kicking in.

“Soap, go find a medic. Graves has to have one somewhere.” He says walking over to you. He doesn’t wait to hear him say ‘yes sir’ he just hears the door closing as he rushes out. Gaz makes room pressing bandages into Ghost's hands.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know, I found her like this in the lab.”

“Where’s Dr. Montgomery?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t check but she was alone when I found her.” Price looks over your figure pale, covered in blood as Gaz cuts your shirt away.

“What can I do?” He asks bending down by your head, he’s not sure what to do, he almost wants to shake you awake. Every fiber of his body is screaming at him to do something, to take you in his arms and not let anyone touch you. That won’t do you any good though, he needs to let them work.

“We got this.” Ghost says his voice level, commanding Price sees the determination in his eyes. Ghost’s in control of the situation, he stands up feeling helpless watching as your bleeding soaks through the bandages. Your wounds should be healing, why are your wounds not healing?

It feels like time is ticking on for hours. Your body is being moved in such an unnatural way. They’re trying their best. What if it’s not enough? He’s not registering Ghost’s voice as he talks to Gaz.

Keep it together.

“What have you got?” Price asks, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Looks like clean cuts, surgical. One to her neck the other to her side.” Ghost says.

“Why aren’t her wounds healing?” He asks. There’s silence.

“Maybe she’s lost too much blood?” Gaz suggests. That makes his stomach twist. Price is waiting, watching as Gaz and Ghost try to keep your bleeding under control. Ghost’s swearing under his breath, his eyes moving all over your body. A few seconds later Soap comes back in with someone, crashing through the doors with a random shadow.

Price steps back as the stranger bends down next to your head, pulling on gloves. Price’s heart feels like it’s going to explode out his chest. Soap comes over and puts his hand on Price’s shoulder. He watches as the medic calls for more people. For a stretcher. He feels useless, just standing there watching.

It’s not long before more people are rushing in, a gurney being wheeled over. Ghost and Gaz stand out the way letting the others take over. Ghost has blood on his shirt, his hands and arms crimson. Price watches as you’re moved up onto the gurney, your body limp, unmoving covered in blood. Price takes a step forward.

“Soap, with me, you two stay here get cleaned up.”

“I want to come.” Ghost says. Price looks over at him, his demeanor changed, he looks ready for a fight. A fight with whoever did this to you. Why didn’t they kill you? He has to defuse Ghost first before he goes tearing the base up.

“You’re covered in blood, get yourself cleaned up first.” Price says, he’s not in the mood to argue as he watches you being taken through the door.

“What about Dr. Montgomery?” Ghost asks. Shit . He’d forgotten about her.

“Search the lab. We’ll all meet in the infirmary.” Price says. He walks out the door following the team of people wheeling you towards the main building. He just wants to be near you. He wants to see you wake up.

It’s like things are moving into slow motion. You’re pushed through sets of doors eventually ending up in the infirmary. There are more people now, people in scrubs. They’re cutting your clothes off, hooking up wires and tubes.

“What happened?” Someone asks him, his eyes flicking someone in scrubs turning to him.

“I don’t know, she was found like that.”

“Do you know if she has any allergies or anything?”

“She’s pregnant.” Price says, some of the people look up in surprise. They look at the woman in scrubs before turning their attention back to you. Soap’s stood by his side watching the same thing. You’re so pale as they hook things up. More people rush in.

Eventually him and Soap are ushered out of the room. They stand behind the glass window looking in.

“She’s going to be okay.” Soap says. Price can tell that's mainly for his own piece of mind. He can hear the tremble in his voice, he can smell his fear in the air. It feels like they’re waiting forever before someone comes out to talk to them.

The medic seems confused about you as he explains what’s happened. They’re stitching up the wounds then they can go in and see you. Almost as soon as he’s done Ghost and Gaz burst through the door. Ghost still has blood all over him. He hands a letter to Price.

Price frowns at him looking at the envelope with ‘ Captain Price’ written on it. He takes it in his hand. There’s something inside. He opens it as everyone's eyes seem to be digging into him. There is a USB in the envelope and a letter. He takes them both out scanning over it. It's from Dr. Montgomery.

It starts with an apology, then it explains what happened. Dr. Ashford had been to see her threatening her with killing the omega if she didn’t hand you over, back to Hale. He had planted a tracker in your neck and a bomb in your hip.

That's what the wounds were she cut them out. Price lets out a long sigh as he continues to read. Shadow Company was being part funded by the professor, it was Dr. Ashford who planted the hidden cameras for Hale. She’s going to trick them to buy him time, she took the tracker to make it look more realistic. She left the bomb in the medical room.

The USB contains all her research, so they can find someone to continue the search for a cure.

‘Don’t come for me, I will likely be dead anyway. Take the omega, keep her safe. Enjoy your vacation.’

Price looks over at you in the bed. Anger bubbles inside him, they’ve let you down, the corruption runs deep. Dr. Montgomery is right, they have to leave. It’s no longer safe.

“What’s it say?” Soap is the first to ask.

“Soap, in the lab there’s a bomb. It used to be in her hip, go with Gaz, find it and destroy it.” Soap goes to speak but Price holds his hand up, cutting him off. He steps up to Ghost, he lets out a sigh. He needs to be near you, someone always needs to be near you.

“Take this, get Laswell. Do not talk to anyone.” He hands Ghost the letter and USB before turning to look round at Soap and Gaz. “In fact no one talks to anyone about what has happened without my permission.” Everyone nods.

“From now on someone will be with her 24/7, until we can get out of here.”

“We’re leaving? What about Dr. Montgomery?” Gaz asks.

“She’s buying us time. I’ll explain later.” He stops talking as the nurse walks out the room nodding and smiling at them. He waits until she has gone through the doors at the end of the corridor.

“Where are we going?” Ghost asks.

“On holiday.”

Piper is sitting at the broken sign, she followed the instructions not wanting to draw suspicion. Ashford was right, she was allowed straight out the base, no questions asked. Ashford opens the driver door, smiling at her as he jumps in.

“Good morning.” He says getting in and closing the door. “I knew you would make it.” Piper doesn’t say anything, she watches him start the engine.

“What did you do? Knock her out?” He asks as he starts to drive. She sighs she doesn't want to talk to him, but she doesn’t want him to get suspicious.

“Scruffed her.” She says looking at him. He still has a smile on her face, it makes her feel sick.

“Good choice.” He says. “She'll be out for a while then.” She sighs again. She thinks back to her plan, her stupid plan. She cut the tracker and bomb out. Left the bomb in the room but took the tracker. It’s in the back of the empty truck.

It’s a death sentence, she knows that. You’ll be safe and that’s all that matters.

“Excited about seeing Professor Hale again? I know he’s excited to see you.” She can hear the snickering in his voice. He’s going to look forward to watching her die. She’s looking forward to seeing the shock on his face when he realizes there’s nothing in the trunk.

He didn't check the trunk. It makes her smile, she hides it with her hand turning to look out the window.

Hopefully this will buy John enough time to flee, take the omega to Scotland, or wherever John thinks it’s safe. He doesn’t need to worry about her anymore. She left the note and the USB with all her research on it. They’ll be able to find another scientist to continue her work if they want. She looks over at Ashford, the grin still on his face. She ‘s trying hard not to fidget, she knows she's heading to her execution.

After all the times she’s let you down it’s a fitting end. You’re safe, that's all that matters. She keeps reminding herself of the bigger picture. You’re surrounded by people who are trained to kill and who’s instincts will protect you to the bitter end. You’re safer then you ever could be.

The truck turns onto the highway, they’ll be in Seattle soon. She had no idea Hale had property in Seattle. They should have gone somewhere else, but it wouldn’t have made a difference. Hale still would have planted Ashford, he would have still been infiltrating them.

The rest of the drive goes in silence, thankfully Piper likes that. She’s not exactly in the mood for talking with Dr. Ashford. It feels weird being back in a city, after spending so long at the base surrounded by forests was a nice change. She thinks about you again, you like nature, probably because you’ve been kept from it for so long.

She knows you’ll like Scotland, from what John and Johnny had told her about the house it was perfect for you. Surrounded by fields, speckled with woodland and a loch. A perfect place for you to relax with your pack. They’ll take care of you, she knows that, she wouldn’t be doing this if she didn’t trust them. John and Simon are strong alphas.

She smiles as she thinks of Simon. She really enjoyed their talks together even if she was doing it for John in the beginning. She came to look forward to them. If he ever comes out of his shell he’ll make a good alpha for you too. Johnny and Kyle were good beta’s they’ll do a good job taking care of the pack. They are already naturals, from what she’s seen she has no doubt they'll take great care of you.

You deserve a strong pack, a good life. You deserve to be free from Hale. John will take care of you. They're all good people.

The drive takes another hour before they end up turned into a dock. The place looks abandoned as Dr. Ashford drives across to some rusting shipping containers. She sees a blacked out SUV, the professors. This is it, this is the end. Dr. Ashford turns off the engine getting out of the truck.

Piper waits until she sees Hale getting out of the car. Hale starts walking over to them. It’s taking all her energy to hide her scent. She’s nervous now, this is it. As soon as they see the truck is empty, she just hopes it will be quick. She tries to keep it together as he walks up to her.

“Nice to see you again, Dr. Montgomery. I knew you would be a big help.” He says, extending his hand out. She ignores it. He huffs, shrugging as he walks round the back of the truck. Piper stands back as Ashford opens the back.

She’s holding her breath. She looks over at the blanket, the only thing in there is the tracker. She looks over at Ashfords shocked face. She can smell his fear in the air. His head snaps up to Hale as he starts to protest. Hale puts his hand up stopping him.

She smiles, she does like the look on his face.

“You didn’t check the truck.” Hale sighs, he sounds disappointed. Ashford opens his mouth but nothing comes out. He doesn’t know what to say. He looks over at Piper, his eyes wide the horror of what's happened sinking in.

Hale sighs again, he takes his pistol off his hip, there’s a few seconds as he runs his fingers over the barrel then brings it up and shoots Ashford point blank in the head.

It happens quickly, so quickly that Piper’s not even sure it really happened until she sees his body fall to the floor. Her hand flys to her mouth. Her fear is strong in the air now, eyes wide as Hale steps up to her. He presses the barrel of the gun on her forehead. It’s hot, burning her skin, she’s trying not to wince, holding her breath.

This is it, this is how she’s going to die. She closes her eyes, she wants her last thought to be of you, surrounded by your pack, safe.

“ Fuck .” Hale says the gun leaves your forehead. She opens her eyes, his back is facing her, she can see him shaking his head. Her hand goes up to rub the back of her neck. She’s alive.

“Unfortunately you’re still useful to me.” He spits, his voice is harsh in the air. She looks down at the body on the floor, blood pooling out his head. Her heart is thumping so hard in her chest, her legs shaking, she feels like she’s about to pass out.

“Fucking usless!” Hale shouts, kicking the tire on the truck. She’s still convinced he’s going to kill her. What does he mean she’s still useful? He strides over to her pressing the gun against her head as he drags her over to his car. He reaches down, opening the trunk.

“Get in.” He orders.

“Why not just kill me?” She asks, nerves slipping through making her voice crack.

“Because I still don’t have the omega. Now get in the fucking truck!” His voice is almost a growl, his alpha thick in the air making goosebumps rise on her neck. She uses all her energy to ignore the command. Everything in her body screams for her to follow the order.

A growl raises in his throat as his hand comes up to the back of her neck. He’s too quick for her and his hand rests round her neck. He’s not squeezing though, Piper looks in his eyes and he looks angry. She grits her teeth as he squeezes, black spots flash in her vision as she keels over.

Pain radiates down her spine, her body hitting the back of the car as Hale forces her in slamming the trunk door behind her . As soon as his hand is off her neck she catches her breath. She rubs the back off her neck sucking in breaths trying to stop her head from spinning. She feels the driver door being closed as Hale gets into the car and starts driving.

She lets herself have a moment to panic in the dark of the trunk. Maybe Hale just wants to take her somewhere else to kill her. Or worse, use her to get to the omega. No, she’ll die before she lets that happen.

You open your eyes to brightness. The sky is dull, full of swollen gray clouds and bright yellow sunlight forcing itself through. The tops of the pine trees are swaying in the wind. It remains of your rescue, the first thing you remembered was the sunlight, the open sky.

It's not the same though there's a dread pulling you back to reality. Then there's the pain. So much pain.

Everything hurts, your body throbbing as you try to orient yourself. You turn your head, stretching your neck hurts, you cry out in pain squeezing your eyes closed. You feel someone grab your hand. You look round, opening your eyes to see Johnny. He smiles at you squeezing your hand.

“Dr. Piper.” You croak your throat dry, sore. There is no one else in the room. Where is John? Where is Dr. Piper?

“Shh, it’s okay, you’re okay.” Johnny says standing up stroking your hair. His hand is warm on your head. You can smell him projecting his scent on you. He’s trying to keep you calm.

“Where is she?” You ask looking round the room, each movement of your head hurts. She should be here, panic rises in you and you sit up in bed. Your head spins as pain radiates down your spine. You wince as your hand flies up to the back of your neck. It’s raw your hand pulls away, it feels like you’ve been burned. You were scuffed, she scuffed you. You whine in pain as you force yourself to assess the damage around your body.

Johnny keeps a tight hold of your hand, his other hand supporting your back. There are wires coming off your chest. A tube in your nose blowing cold air, There are thick bandages, one on the side of your neck the other on your hip. You look over at Johnny, tears in your eyes as you look round his face. He looks sad.

“Lay down, you need to rest, you were injured.” He says, his hand on your shoulder gently pressing you down. You’re not listening though you need to see her. Tears roll down your face, you can’t tell if it’s the pain or sadness.

“Where is she?” You ask looking up at Johnny, despite for answers. His scent is strong in the air, he’s really trying to calm you. It’s not helping, the smell of beta just makes you feel sick, you want Dr. Piper.

“Don’t worry about it, you need to take it easy,” he says, squeezing your hand. You don’t want to, you want to know where she is. What happened? Why did she scuff you, why were you bleeding?

“What happened?” You ask, the tears are coming fast.

“Simon found you in the lab, do you remember what happened?” Johnny asks.

“Dr. Piper, she scruffed me. She was doing a scan. I can’t remember what it was called.” You say. You’re trying to hold the sobs back. Johnny nods, he squeezes your hand again, shuffling closer to the bed.

“An ultrasound, she cut out the bomb and the tracker.” He says. You’re holding your breath.

“What bomb? What Tracker?” You ask, worry washes over you. There was a tracker in you. Never mind that a bomb? Johnny seems to see the confusion on your face.

“Dr. Ashford, he planted a tracker in you, and a bomb. Dr. Montgomery cut them out. That’s what your injuries are.” You’re listening to his explanation but it doesn’t sound real.

“Where is she?” You ask, maybe she got into trouble. Maybe John is punishing her for hurting you.

“We don’t know where she is.” He sounds sad as he squeezes your hand again. Panic rises in you. You’re sucking in breaths of air. What if she’s hurt? What if they can never find her? What does he mean they don’t know where she is?

What if you never see her again? What if she’s betrayed you? Your heart aches, you just want to see her.

“Relax lass, c’mon deep breaths,” Johnny says standing up. You don’t know what to do, you’re in too much pain. Everything burns as your eyes well up with water making Johnny look fuzzy. His hand lands on your chest as you force yourself to suck in breaths of air. Even with fresh oxygen being blown into your nose it feels like you can’t get a proper lungfull.

She’s gone. She hurt you and she’s gone. Your head is swimming as you calm down, Johnny’s hands warm stroking your hair, dabbing the tears out your eyes. He doesn’t say anything, he just stands there keeping you calm.

“Where’s John?” You ask, although it comes out more like a whisper.

“He’s busy, they’re trying to find her.” Johnny says. “It’s going to be okay. We’re going to find her.”

You let yourself cry, you let the tears come as Johnny hushes you, stroking your hair and wiping your tears. It’s not okay, it’s never going to be okay again. You close your eyes.

Price is standing against the wall in Shepherds office, Kate is sat at the desk. Price and Ghost cleared the room, one bug just a microphone hidden under the desk. Ghost is standing on the other side of the door waiting for Shepherd.

Price’s anger had been building since he saw you laid injured on the floor in the barracks. Soap had been giving him updates almost every half hour on the dot. He hasn’t been able to see you since you woke up, you’ve been asking for Dr. Piper which just makes his heart ache more. Your wounds still haven’t started healing themselves.

Dr. Montgomary did the right thing, she’s buying them time. They could flee, go to Scotland but she has always been right. You will never be safe until Hale is dead.

The door handle clicks and Shepherd walks in looking confused as Ghost comes in behind him.

“I thought the meeting was scheduled for 11?” He says going round to sit in his chair.

“The situation has changed.” Price says throwing the microphone on his desk. Shepherd picks it up looking over it frowning before looking back up at Price.

“Don’t worry, it was the only one we found.” Price says.

“Your computers clear too.” Laswell follows up.

“What do you want?” Shepherd asks, leaning back in his chair.

“I want to know why you didn’t tell us Professor Hale was paying Shadow Company.” Price asks, crossing his arms. Shepherd sighs.

“ Partially funding them, the DOD is funding the rest. They’re not going to say no to being able to fund an entire base for half the price.” Shepherd says.

“Well, I certainly hope you haven’t been talking about anything important here.” Price says. Shepherd sighs, he seems irritated.

“Is that all you want? Me to apologise for not telling you about Shadow Company?” He asks.

“No, we need you to sign off on a mission.” Price says as Laswell hands him the file she made up. Shepherd takes it, opening it, Price watches as he scans over it. He looks up at him before shaking his head.

“Kill Professor Hale. I can’t sign off on that and you know that captain.” Shepherd puts the folder down.

“He has Dr. Montgomery.” Price says. If she’s still alive.

“Not my problem, did he kidnap her? You have no reason to go after him. The DOD wants this project to continue. She just is not a priority.” Shepherd explains.

“We’re going after him regardless, it just depends on how much red tape we rip through.” Price says.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you captain. Going after him will make you an enemy of the state. Disobeying orders, killing an innocent man-” Ghost scoffs. Price looks over at him, his eyes focused on Shepherd.

“It will cost you your jobs. Dishonorable discharge, if you’re lucky.” He says annoyance rising in his voice.

“Your choice.” John says shrugging. There’s silence while Shepherd stares him down. They’re interrupted by a knock at the door. Shepherd looks over and Ghost opens the door moving to the side. It’s a random soldier, no one Price recognises.

“Sorry to bother you sir. Commander Graves would like to see you in the conference room.” The man looks round at all the people in the room. “He says it’s urgent.” Shepherd sighs, getting up. Laswell picks up the folder and they all follow him out the room. There is tension in the air as they walk the short distance. Price can tell Shepherd would rather not be dealing with this right now.

When they get into the room Graves stands up he looks over everyone piling in.

“Well look at that, the whole gang's here, maybe you can help explain this.” Graves says going over to the laptop hooked up to the projector and pressing play. Price watches as the screen fades from black to show Dr. Montgomery. She’s tied up to a chair, her head slumped forward, blood running down her face, her clothes stained red.

Professor Hale steps into frame. He walks up next to her pulling her head up by her hair.

“I have an offer for you. One I don’t think you’ll want to refuse. The omega for the cure.” Price’s stomach sinks. This was what he was afraid of. In some ways it’s easier if she was dead. Now she’s a bargaining chip, now there’s a chance they can save her. Ghost walks up to Price he can smell his anger in the air.

“Get Gaz, tell Soap to keep the omega away.” Price says. Ghost nods and leaves the room. He steps up to Shepherd.

“Want to rethink that mission now?” Price asks.

When you wake the sun is setting, the lights had been set low. It really is like the first time you were rescued. Your body still hurts, your wounds still are not healing. Clearly it’s not a blood problem, it must be because of the pregnancy.

You don’t want to be here, you want to be back in the barracks, in your nest. You start taking off all the wires and tubes. You swing your legs out the bed, the room is cold, there's a thin pair of slippers by the bed that you pull on.

You’re surprised no one is with you but you don’t mind, if John or anyone was here they would most likely make you stay in the hospital which is the last thing you want. You’re only wearing a thin hospital gown, you don’t care you can change when you get back in the barracks.

You’re not quite sure where you are, you assume you’re in the main building, you follow the signs to the exit hoping you’ll be on the right side of the base. There’s no one around the whole place feels like a ghost town,

You’re walking down a corridor when you can see light spilling out through a room window. You walk up to it looking in everyone's there, even Kate and Graves, Johnny is missing. Maybe he was the one supposed to be keeping an eye on you. They’re looking at a video on a projector. Your breath catches in your throat when you see what it is.

It’s the professor and Dr. Piper. Your hand goes over your mouth, the tears come. She’s bloody, head slumped over in the chair with her arms tied down. You press the door open slightly so you can hear the audio.

You focus on containing your scent, you don’t want them to know you’re there.

“All I want is the omega. Simple swap, bring me the omega and you can have Dr. Montgomery, alive.” The professor's voice comes through. The speakers, the camera gets zoomed in on Dr. Piper. You hold the gasp in your throat.

He’s bleeding her, making sure her body loses just enough blood so she can’t heal her wounds. The Professor did that to you a few times before. Mainly to see how long you could last.

You know she’ll be in pain, you know he’ll make sure she’s in pain.

“Tell them what happened to Dr. Ashford.” Professor Hale says as he comes into the camera view and presses a pistol to her head. She can barely keep her head up as he pulls on her hair. She looks at him without saying a word.

“Well, he’s dead. I am getting pretty sick of killing off all the useful people.” He says letting her head fall back down. You can smell anger in the air. Heads turn to look over at Shepherd. The video gets paused.

“Sending her back would be a death sentence.” John says. Before anyone gets a chance to say anything.

“We didn’t know Professor Hale would go this far but this project is still very much a secret. There are no protections promised, especially for the omega. Technically she doesn’t even exist.” Shepherd says.

“What are you implying?” Simon asks, his presence is the most intimidating in the room.

“I’m implying you don’t want to do anything rash.” Shepherd says. There's silence in the room again, the tension is heavy in the air. For a few seconds you think they’re going to spot you peeking through the door. Instead everyone seems to go back to their previous positions. The video stands up again.

It makes you feel sick, seeing Dr. Piper so beat up, she’s always been so put together, the lipstick and the glasses. She’s a doctor, a scientist.

“We’ll make the trade at the attached address. Give us the omega, we’ll give you the cure." Professor Hale’s voice is harsh in the air. You can see how labored Dr. Piper’s breaths are. You want to open the door, barge in and tell them to save her.

Who would that help? You? It’s your fault she’s in that position.

It should be you, not her.

The video ends. The screen frozen on an image of Dr. Piper, her head slumped forward, blood running down her face. There's silence in the room.

You feel sick. Adrenaline pumps through you. Your eyes are filling with water, you can’t believe this. A sob leaves your throat, you can’t control your scent anymore. Heads turn to see you, nostrils flaring, people getting up out of chairs.

You turn, you run.

Your body throbs, the pain in your neck and side burning. You hear people calling after you, you ignore them. You can’t believe what you’ve seen. Dr. Piper's blooded face, her pained words, the gun held at her head.

You can’t keep running. It's too painful you trip, your body slamming painfully against the floor. You don’t have the energy to move, you just sob, pulling your knees up to your chest.

Your sobs become screams as the images of her being tortured the same way you were filling your mind. It’s your fault, she gave her life for you.

Someone kneels down beside you trying to move you. You fight them, you don’t want anyone to touch you. You scream out at whoever it is, you scratch them and they back off. Your breathing becomes pants, it feels like someone is sitting on your chest. There are voices all around you, more hands trying to move you. You tense your body trying to make yourself as heavy as possible.

It takes too much energy though and you relent your body going limp. Someone's hand rubs your back.

“Take it easy lass.” Johnny's voice. You shake your head, you can’t. You just put your head in your hands letting yourself sob. You’re getting lightheaded, hyperventilating as people talk around you. There are raised voices, heavy footsteps.

Someone scoops you up in their arms. You squirm using all the energy you have. You try to push against the chest of whoever is picking you up but they’re too strong, their arms wrapped tightly around you shushing you.

“Just leave me alone.” You sob your throat raw, your wounds pulsing. Maybe you’ve torn stitches, maybe you’ll bleed out.

You can smell alpha, it’s John you’re in his arms, he's shushing you. You don’t care, nothing he can say, nothing he can do will make it better. He doesn’t say anything though. He carries you in silence all the way back to the barracks.

By the time you get in your sobs have become sniffles. He takes you into his room putting you down on the bed pulling the covers over you. You expect him to leave, leave you to sob your heart out until you’re exhausted.

He doesn’t though, he gets into bed behind you wrapping his arms around you and pulling you up against his chest. There's no words, no pressure to talk, he just holds you. You can feel his breathing, hear his heart beating.

“He’s going to kill her.” You say after a while, your voice almost a whisper. More tears spill out.

“You need to do the trade.” You say. He squeezes you tighter.

“Over my dead body.” He says.

“He’s going to kill her.” You repeat. You don’t want her to die.

“We’ll get her back, she’s not going to die.” He says. You close your eyes. You want to believe him, you trust him. If they thought they could save her, why haven’t they left yet? You can’t keep your eyes closed for long. Images of Dr. Piper being tortured plague your mind.

“John, will you kill him, Professor Hale?” You expect a no, a ‘only if necessary.’

“We’ll kill him, and we’re going to get her back. I promise.”

You don’t remember falling asleep, you remember changing clothes. You remember John leaving and Johnny trying to get you to eat. John said you're not to be alone, or leave the barracks. When Johnny realised you weren't going to eat he let you go back to bed.

You sleep in John's room, you want to feel near him. When you wake Kyle is in the bed with you. You can see light coming through the bottom of the curtains, it could be the flood lights though.

Kyle is still sleeping, his mouth open drooling on John’s pillows. You want to reach out and touch him. At the same time you don’t want to disturb him.

You enjoy the few blissful minutes forgetting about Dr. Piper, ignoring your pain, just watching Kyle sleeping peacefully.

The pain hits you first, the back of your neck is still raw. Your wounds are still not healing, thick bandages cover the stitches.

The tears come, you didn’t think you could cry more but it’s becoming a constant stream of sobbing. You didn’t think you could produce more tears, your eyes and cheeks still sore from yesterday. Kyle’s calming scent is strong in the air but it’s not helping.

You feel sick, empty. You’re here and Dr. Piper’s being tortured, you know what the professor likes to do, you know she’s going to be in pain. The images make your stomach jump. You can’t just lie here, you want to do something.

You prop yourself up on your arm, Kyle stirs in bed his eyes blinking open as he looks at you. You sit up swinging your legs off the edge of the bed. There’s a chill in the air.

“You okay?” Kyle asks. You don’t know what to say. You don’t want to say anything. You get up leaving the room. You can hear hushed voices in the common room, you ignore them going towards your room. Dr. Piper's door is open. You close your eyes breathing in her scent still strong in the air. You press the door open further, her clothes are still laid out. Her shoes by her bed. There's a book and glasses on the bedside table.

You walk in, running your hand over her desk, stacked with papers, her laptop still open but off. She has a big window in her room too but the blinds are down. You go over to it pulling them open. It’s light out, you can’t see the sun but the sky is clear. You open the window, it only opens a few centimeters just like yours.

Her scent is drowned out by the rush of fresh air. You look over at her bed, the covers thrown back.

She should be here. It should be you with the professor.

Your lip trembles as you press your hand against the glass. You let out the sob that’s been building up in your throat. There’s a pain in your chest now, an ache you’ve never had before. Your hand lands on your heart, it’s like it’s being ripped out your chest.

Your legs give way and you fall to your knees pressing your head on the wall. You miss her, you miss her so much it hurts. You thought you’d lost her once. Now she’s gone again. You breathe in the fresh air, it’s not helping. Your whole body hurts. You deserve the pain.

Your low sobs become cries again. You howl and cry until you’re exhausted, your whole body is shaking your head spinning with pain. You deserve this.

You can’t do this. It hurts too much, you close your eyes. You lay down pulling your legs to your chest, each breath stings your lungs, each beat of your heart makes your wounds throb.

Someone steps up behind you, a blanket is lowered over you.

“Leave me alone.” You say, you don’t want anyone near you other than Dr. Piper. They should be trying to rescue her instead of being here. You’re mad at them, why aren’t they trying to rescue her. It’s Johnny who sits down behind you. He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t even touch you. He just sits there projecting a calming scent over you. You want to tell him to stop, it’s not helping anyway.

“If you were going to save her you would have left already.” You say, your voice is low, raw from all the sobbing.

“We’re leaving tonight.” He says. You don’t believe him. “We had to wait for a few things to fall into place.” You want to turn to look at him but you can’t. Fresh tears come now, you shiver as you pull your legs closer to your chest.

You can’t do this any more.

When you were in the bunker and the professor was hurting you you could go to a place in your mind to get away from it all. The house on the hill with the pies. The warm summer evening, the sound of the lake. Your mother looking through the window as you played in the garden. It’s not your mother you see anymore it’s Dr. Piper.

This is it, it's what you need, you need to go back to that place in your mind.

The house on the hill, the pies, warm summer evening. The sound of the lake as you play in the garden. The sun is setting. You replay it over in your mind. You can smell the cinnamon, the caramelized sugar. The breeze, the birds.

“The house on the hill, the pies, the lake, the summer’s evening.” You whisper under your breath squeezing the blanket.

“What’s that love?” Johnny asks, leaning over you. You ignore him repeating the mantra.

“The house on the hill, the pies, the lake, the summer’s evening.” Johnny’s hand rests on your shoulder. He strokes the hair out your face.

“The house on the hill, the pies, the lake, the summer’s evening.” you close your eyes. You’re there in your mind, you block out everything else. You can smell it, feel the breeze, the grass between your toes. Dr. Piper is there too, safe, watching you through the window.

You block it out, you block it all out, there’s no pack, there’s no pain. Dr. Piper is safe and she’s happy. You let the smell of cinnamon comfort you. This is what you need, a safe place you’ll stay here until she’s back.

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