Unrealistic Reality

Chapter 20: Unrealistic Reality

Charlie and I walked into Criminal Minds with a heavy heart. This place was still foreign, and I couldn't imagine having to be here every day. Now, it was our job to finally find some information about what they do.

This is going too slow for my liking.

I just want this to be over. I want this to be done, so Charlie and I are finally be free. And I could go to sleep without having nightmares about my dad.

Finally peaceful.

But that has to wait, for a long time I think. I don't care about anything but solving this mystery. I can't let it slip, not like this. I have to make it through, and I promised myself I kill the killer.

No matter who he is.

This wig was really beginning to get annoying and I just wanted to throw it off. But I couldn't. Not if I wanted to live. I looked to my right at Charlie, and the determination was clear in his eyes. He was shot, survived, and he still wanted to go through with this.

I am so happy to have someone like him in my life.

I gently grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly. He looked over to me and smiled a small smile. I could see that he was still a bit in pain, but he is a fighter. We looked around the huge underground building as I came face to face with a chest.

I looked up into the darkest eyes I've ever seen. There was a huge scar on his right eye and a smirk on his face.

"Enjoying the view?" his cocky voice asked. My eyes widened as I recognized this voice. I knew I'd heard it before, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I took a step back as the smirk on his face grew.

"What's your name sweetheart?" he asked. A scowl appeared on my face and I had my snarky comment ready.

"Don't call me sweetheart, I am not your toy." I don't know if it was possible, but the smirk on his face became wider.

"Not yet." He took a step closer and whispered, "Never say never." He took a step back and stuck out his hand.

"I'm Grey, nice to meet you." I shook his hand without hesitation and smirked. "I'm Samantha, but you can call me Sam." He nodded and let go of my hand.

I don't know, but there was something chill about this guy. He has that bad guy vibe, but didn't really was a bad guy.

Strange.

"I'll see you around Sam." He said before turning around and walking away. His dark hair was so soft, and he was tall as hell. I couldn't believe this place.

There was no girl in here, except for me.

That's when it hit me. I am the only girl, in an underground building, with more or less a hundred men. And the only ones to protect me are Max, Nate and Charlie.

I should start learning how to defend myself.

Charlie was long gone when I finally turned around. I looked for him, but he was nowhere to be found.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar face and slowly walked up to him.

I tapped him on the shoulder and he immediately turned around. I came face to face with Elliot. A smile spread over his face as he looked at me.

"How can I help you?" he asked with a sweet voice. I was lost for words. I was so afraid he could see right through my disguise. My mouth was wide agape as he still smiled at me.

"Is everything alright?" the concern in his voice showed through and I still stood there, gaping at him.

Why couldn't I speak?

He sighed and turned around to the guys. "Go away, I'll talk to you when I am done." His voice was suddenly cold and hard, and all the guys nodded and walked away. This showed how many power he had here.

He turned to me and his eyes became soft, probably because I am the only girl in here. "Samantha, is everything alright?" I let out a breath as I heard him say my fake name. I knew now he didn't know who I was so I nodded.

I finally got my voice back.

"Yes, I'm alright. I wanted to ask where I could train my self defense." I smiled a little as a frown appeared on his face.

"Yes, follow me." He said a little bit spaced out. He didn't say anything as he kept his eyes trained on the walls from the room where we arrived.

"This is the training room. I'll be here every day, so if you need anyone to help you, you could ask me or Grey over there." He nodded his head to the guy I met earlier and he smirked at me.

"Okay, thanks." I said quickly before turning around, ready to walk away. Before I could, Elliot called me back.

"Wait! Do I know you?" he asked with uncertainty in his voice. I knew it, he knew something was up. I shook my head.

"I don't think so buddy, but the pick-up line was good." I winked at him as a smile appeared on his face. He turned around and walked away, with a thoughtful look on his face.

As I turned around, I saw Grey smiling at me. "Damn girl, I didn't even know Elliot could smile. You brought out a whole other side of him. How did you do that?"

"To be honest, I don't even know. I met him like ten minutes ago, so.." I honestly didn't knew what was up with him. I just met him as Samantha, but strangely, he already knew my name.

Of course he did. He is the son of Mark, how could I ever forget. I looked back at Grey and it clicked.
I saw the list of people who could've murdered my dad in front of my eyes. I remember his name and photo. This was a suspect in our case.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I took a step closer. "Teach me how to fight." I whispered when I was close enough.

Once I could fight, I was ready to confront everyone without a doubt. The smirk on his face appeared again and he nodded.

"It's my pleasure." I smirked back at him and got ready to fight.

"The pleasure is all mine."

This is going to be so much fun.