Queen Of The Lab~Jack Hodgins Love Story~ Olivia Anne Brennan Series~ Book #3

~Cant Accept~

Olivia was out walking around, people looking at her. It was like they knew her, but didn't want to, the way that they looked at her. She walked inside a grocery store, that was a front for post war people. She had to buy certain items and when she did they would take her where she needed to go. Some people knew that's what the store was, but they thought it was a help center. This place was far from helping, it was a torture prison. She went around the store, putting items she needed to buy in her basket. She walked up to the check out.
"Parsley, rice, ice cream, soap, oatmeal, and nutmeg."
The woman said as she rung up the items. A big yellow box appeared in her screen telling her to get her manager. As she left, Olivia tried to think what these items had to do with this place. She then realized, that the items spell prison. And that this all the prisoners get for food and washing themselves. The manager came to the front and looked at the items, and then Olivia's face. He studied her hard, trying to see if she was ever a prisoner here. And thank god she wasn't, at least she wasn't here anyway. He led her to his office. But it had another door in which he opened. When she walked through she saw slaves working, in cells, and guards beating them.
"So what brings you here?"
The man asked, not taking her any further. Olivia couldn't exactly tell him what she was really doing here so she made up a cover.
"I'm Sargent Sophia, here to transport a prisoner."
The man nodded but then made a face like he didn't believe her.
"What prisoner?"
Olivia panicked, her heart racing and it felt like her blood was boiling.
"Sarah Forester."
Olivia managed to say sternly, without showing nerves only showing power. The man nodded and led her to a tall black man, who telling by his uniform was a guard. Olivia studied him as the two men talked. Her had scratch marks on his pants, and what looked like a stain on his shirt.
"What's your baby's name?"
She interrupted their conversation, mainly out of boredom. The guard raised an eyebrow.
"How did you-"
"Stain on your shirt and scratches on your pants mean you have a dog as well. Must be a small dog or you wouldn't have one since you have a baby. You seem like you have a headache so im gonna say a Chihuahua."
Both men had shocked looks on their faces on which Olivia shrugged.
"Baby's name is Sage."
Olivia nodded, thinking it was a very pretty name.
"I'll show you to your prisoner."
The guard started walking, very cautiously, to the back of the dark hallway. As people saw Olivia go by they yelled at her. Some remove red her from the past, and some were yelling to take them with her. Olivia could feel her heart rate speeding up the closer they got to the end of the prison. The guard stopped suddenly in front of a door labeled 203.
  "Here she is."
He said unlocking the door. Olivia grabbed her gun, afraid of what was about to come out of the room. The guard went in with a pair of handcuffs and grabbed a woman that was rocking back and forth.
  "Come on 203 you're being transferred."
He said sternly in her ear, while handcuffing her hands behind her back. The woman was wearing a black and white striped jump suit. Her blonde hair crazy and frizzy, and she couldn't stop shivering. Like she was cold, or she hadn't eaten in a while. She needed help walking in Olivia's arms. Sara didn't say anything until she was some what safe in Olivia's car.
  "Sara do you know who I am?"
Olivia asked driving away, so they didn't look suspicious. Sara stopped shivering after a while, and when she did she nodded.
  "Sargent Olivia Brennan, Rank 5 Team Alpha."
She repeated who Olivia was on the war, making Olivia have a sharp breath. She tempered first meeting Sara and Rick. They were here, finally, and setting up camp. Rick couldn't set up his tent so Sara went and helped him. That how they fell in love. Then there was gunshots, an ambush. Olivia stood between Sara and Rick and got shot twice in the leg for it. Olivia snapped out of her memories and kept driving. She was going to drive around for a while making sure no one was following her.
  "Do you know who you are?"
She asked softly, hoping they didn't brain wash her memory of herself. Sometimes in these prisons they would do that. Make you forget yourself, but you still had your other memory's. It made the memories confusing and drove some prisoners insane. Sara was looking out the window, trying to smile at not being in that cold dark cell she was in.
"Sara Walters, Rank 5 Team Alpha."
She repeated almost exactly the same thing, whispering it to herself over and over.
  "Do you know anything else about you?"
Olivia hoped she did, and that she didn't just removed the war only. Sara nodded slowly.
"I know, I know."
Saras breaths were shallow, trying to persevere the oxygen like she did locked in that room. Olivia finally drove to the hotel. She handed Sara a pair of cloths and pony tail, and in the back seat of a tiny car she changed.
  "Ready?"
Olivia asked wanting to get back home to her sisters. To Jack.
  "Ready."
Sara replied. They both got out of the car and headed to Olivia room. Olivia walked into the elevator, praying that she could get home smoothly.
"Dr. Hodgins, do you know if Liv has left yet?"
Cam asked Jack as soon as he was settled in his own personal office. He had woken up alone in Olivia's apartment, and went straight to work in his clothes from yesterday.
"What? Oh! Yeah she left this morning."
He said with absolute certainty since she wasn't at her apartment. Can nodded, but wandered how he could sound so confident. She walked away from him leaving him to his peace. He got a call from Booth, on his personal cell, which was strange.
"Yeah?"
He asked, pausing from scanning particles he found in his living room.
"Listen up big boy, you need to call Liv and tell her that CIA has her hotel room swarmed."
Jacks eyes widened, with worry and wander.
"What? Wh-"
"It's the one that Rick has in his pocket, they were sent to get Sara and kill Liv."
Jack hung up on him, not asking anymore questions. He called Olivia.
"Liv?"
He asked worried he was to late, and that it wasn't going to be her on the phone.
"Yeah Hodgins?"
She answered still in the elevator going to her room.
"There's a swarm of CIA agents Rick has sent to kill you and get Sara."
Olivia grunted a little bit, making up a plan. She hung up the phone putting it in her back pocket.
"I won't hurt you."
She whispered to Sara, giving Sara confused thought. When the elevator dinged, Olivia put a gun to Saras head. There were three CIA agents with theirs we opens pointed at the two women.
"Make a move and this hotel gets a new paint job."
Olivia led Sara to her room, opening the door they saw three more agents.
"Agent Brennan let Sara go."
One of the tall white males said, that was closer to the two of them. Sara finally realized what was going on. That they were going to kill Olivia, and maybe even her as well.
"Wouldn't want another death by my hands."
A man walked into the room, no gun in hand. Olivia knew the voice of the man, a voice she had just heard a few days ago. The old friend of hers with the crazy facial hair, who was now shaved, that had given her a gun to kill Rick with.
  "What?"
Olivia said, lowering her gun from Saras head to the bottom of her neck. The man smiled.
  "I know right? Anne, you must be wandering why I'm here."
The man called Olivia by that name again. A name she hated hearing, but he didn't know her by any other sorts.
  "But you, you have me the gun to kill Rick."
Olivia was confused, needing this to be explained to her.
  "Yes after I had killed the person you were seeking revenge for."
This 'friend' of Olivia's had admitted of killing Casey.
  "This whole thing was a set up?"
Sara smiled, not to Olivia's knowledge, and turned to face her.
  "Got the letter yesterday from Rick."
She smirked. Olivia was scared, outnumbered, and out gunned. Two guns in her hand, verses the eight people that were in her hotel room.
  "You killed Casey? He was you're friend to!"
Olivia yelled, tears rolling down her cheeks.
  "Yea."
The man shrugged, not having another answer for her. Sara smiled softly, and quite crazily.
  "Just accept it it's the final stage after all."

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Normal is just an illusion
What's normal for the spider
Is chaos for the fly