I attended the stupid lecture and the study class and it was mid afternoon when we finally got let out. My brain hurt and I could feel the start of a margarin coming along. So skipping the ride with Nathan, I walked home, hoping the fresh air would make it go away. But the time I got home, it was worse than I suspected. I felt like a coke addict going without his daily dose. Something happened to me when I went to the Hawks. Normally I wouldn’t question Jackson but he felt wrong. When I woke up the next morning, I felt even worse. Rushing straight to the toilet to throw up. It was about mid morning when I finally got downstairs. Nathan had come by earlier to tell me he was going his own way. I honestly hoped someone would knock him off while he was there.
My phone rang around lunch time, just as I was starting to get better. The shrill from the ringtone rang through my brain, almost making me chuck it across the room. Glancing at the number, I sighed before finally picking it up.
“I see your still alive”
“I see your still an asshole. What do you want?”
“What’s wrong? You never not answer my calls”
“I think Jackson injected me again”
“Fuck. Where are you? I need to see you”
“I’m fine for the moment J. Same rule applies. If I don’t check in by the end of the week, send reinforcements”
“What side are you on?”
“No ones at the moment. Im kind of in free fall. The Hawks don’t trust me but the Cobra’s are wary of me”
There was a moment of silence from his side, making me wonder what he was thinking. I haven’t seen him in almost six years but we mostly talked over the phone nowadays. I can’t have my weakness known to either side. J was special to me and he also knew how to contract the drugs I was given. I’ve been robot free for almost three years but with the dosage I got the other day, I’m afraid of what ever Jackson put into my system.
“Are you sure your okay?”
“For now. Just in case though, get a batch of your vaccine ready for me”
“Fine”
I hung up and showered. I grabbed my car keys and drove down to the uni. I had Jonathan email his timetable and waited outside of his last study group. Why he was even here? The Cobra’s have there own schooling system. Your not needed to go to any outside study. It bugged me that I didn’t know much about my fellow Cobra’s anymore. I frowned when I saw both Nathan and Jonathan coming out together. It seems Nathan actually cares about this mission.
“Boys”
“Oli. Are you alright? You sounded horrible this morning”
“Yeah I’m fine now”
“You missed the lecture today”
“I don’t care much for actually studying Nathan, I have six degrees already. I really don’t plan on adding social science to the mix. Jonathan, can we talk?”
“Yeah sure”
“I’m see you at home Nate”
I grabbed Jonathan’s hand and pulled him towards my car. I need to get out of here and out of this stupid mission. I really hope Jackson wasn’t planing of killing Mr Neale. Not only would he be starting a war but he will be killing a lot of innocent people.
“Be careful around him. He’s a good agent and will stick with protocol”
“Yeah I know. Did you want to talk about something? I have to be home soon”
“Is Mr Neale returned yet?”
“No but he’ll be home tomorrow night. You really need to be careful Oli. My father doesn’t care about you as much as you think”
“Yeah I know. Just don’t get hurt”
“What are you planning to do?”
“Something very stupid. I’ll talk to you later”
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When I returned home several hours later, the house was dark but I still spotted the figure sitting in the living room. Why on earth did my mother insist on making me move back in with her? My own apartment is so much safer than this. I flicked on the life and Nathan was staring back at me. Rolling my eyes, I plopped down in front of him, preparing myself for whatever scolding he had planned for me.
“Where have you been?”
“Where are my parents?”
“Out. Where have you been? And don’t give me some bullshit answer”
“I was out. It is really none of your business”
“We are meant to be partners Oli, when will you learn to trust me”
“I don’t trust anybody Nate. You’ve been with me for a very long time now and yet you didn’t get the hint when I left”
“When you left? I don’t understand. You’ve been missing for the past three years”
“Missing? Who told you that?”
“Jackson”
God fucking dammit. This is how long he has been planning my death. I knew I should have left when he took control. I never trusted his father either, I guess someone must have figured out I was planted in their company. I need t warn Jonathan. I would hate to have his death on my hands.
“What else have you been told?”
“That we were to act like you’ve been in a coma for three years instead of three weeks”
“I know full well that I was not in a coma for three years. I would however like to know where the hell I have been for those three years though”
“So you’ve actually lost your memories?”
“Someone fucked me up really bad while I was in that hospital. I have an idea but I have to wait until the drug is completely out of my system and I have no idea how long that will take. You should leave Nate. We are on Cobra territory and once they see you here without me, they will kill you”
“Your ditching the mission?”
“There is no wayI will kill Jonathan’s father, it will create a war and I certainly don’t want the blood on my hands. By all means you can try but it will only get you killed. Get some sleep, we have a lecture early in the morning”
Sighing, I got up, flicking the light back off, engulfing the house back into darkness. Locking my bedroom, I flopped down onto my bed. There was no way in hell I was going to sleep tonight.
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