Captive

eighteen » e m b a s s y

"It's hard when you miss people. But, you know, if you miss them it means you were lucky. It means you had someone special in your life, someone worth missing." — Nathan Scott.

[Lexi on the side or on the top!]

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Octavia

       "And we are here." Kendall says, pulling into the American Embassy, I look up at it as I sat up in my seat. We've been driving for a few hours, just tensed silence between us, we haven't really spoken a word to each other really. The Embassy was already crawling with marines, they were stationed all around it, on the roof, beside the doors, at the gate, and they all carried rifles.

       Kendall stops in front of the gate and she looks over at the man that walks up to the car. She hands him her card and he nods, saluting her. "Lieutenant, " He says, handing it back to her before looking over at me.

       "Private," Kendall says, nodding before looking over at me. "Octavia Parker, American." She tells him and he nods, taking a step away from the car.

        "You're good to go," he says and motions to his buddy in the small room in front of the gates. They open the gates and Kendall drive through, the gates closing behind us. Kendall parks in front of the building and motions for me to get out. I did so, taking off my seatbelt and getting out of the car as Kendall turns off the car. We walk to the front doors together, her by my side as she looks around.

         "They should make security stronger." Kendall mutters to herself, and I look over at her.

         "What?" I raise a brow as she grabs the handle of the door, opening it and letting me walk in first.

         "Nothing." She sends me a smile and walks in after me, the door closes behind her and we continue to walk. She then points in front of her. "This is Mrs. Nixon, she is the Ambassador's wife, she's gonna take you to your room and give you everything you need. You'll be safe here until you are flown back to America." Kendall tells me and I look over at the woman. She had long blonde hair down her back and green eyes, glasses sat on top of her nose and she was dressed in a blouse and jeans, talking Spanish with a few marines in front of her. "Ma'am." Kendall says, stopping before her and I stand beside her.

          Mrs. Nixon pauses, and looks over at us, she instantly smiles at the both of us. "One moment." She holds up her finger before turning back to the marines, she quickly tells them whatever she was saying and bid them goodbye. The marines saluted Kendall and she nods back, before turning her attention back to the woman in front of us. "Kendall, I'm glad you got Octavia." She says, then smiles at me.

       "It was no problem ma'am." Kendall says, putting her hands behind her back as she looks down at me. "I did as what you asked. Octavia is safe."

        "I'm Jenny Nixon," the woman says, extending her hand to me and offering me a friendly smile. "I sent Kendall to get you, since I know she is sisters with La Diabla, I'm very glad she has taken you back. You'll be home in no time Octavia." I shook her hand and nodded, glancing over at Kendall.

       "Yeah, I'm thankful for the rescue team." I say, and I let my hand fall to my side. "When am I going back home?" I ask her.

       "For now, no one leaves the Embassy until the threat is clear. Once the threat is gone, we will be sending you back to your home in New Orleans. We've taken extra pro causation for the situation at hand and we have marines all over the place, don't worry honey, no one can touch us with that army out there." Jenny says, smiling at me reassuringly. I didn't know if I would believe her, I doubt that little army out there could stop Demi in her rage. She could probably wipe them all out to get to me.