I Choose You

Chapter Forty Two - Resistance

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 I pushed the door open slowly, peeking in to see if any Black Masks were near. I pushed it little by little revealing the old, messy and thankfully empty room. Quickly, I scurried into the room with all the women and babies, now known as the Nursery. I knocked, then let myself as as Izzy's familiar cried echoed from behind the closed door. "Hey," I whispered, shutting the door behind.

"Hello," a lady, by the name of Nicole, said to me, bouncing her son, Fred, on her knee. He chewed on his fingers, droll dripping down his chin. I walked over to izzy's crib and picked her up, her tiny fingers reaching out towards my face. I stuck my tongue out at her, then flipped her over my shoulder and rubbed her back.

I was put in charge of Izzy the day I had been caught in the Nursery, since her mother had twins. Even though I wasn't supposed to leave, I did and when I did, little izzy wailed for me to come back.

She gurgled in my ear, tugging at my shirt collar as i bounced her up and down. "How was she last night?" I asked.

"She was kind of antsy. I think she missed you," Valerie, her mother, said as she laid Jacob down on the counter, unbuttoning his shirt. I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. 6:25 - bath time for Jacob and bottle time for Izzy. I put Izzy in her play pen and walked over to the fridge, took out her pink bottle and shook it.

"You're so great with babies," a new recruit, Jake said, watching me as I picked up Izzy again and tucked her into my arm, placing the bottle on her small lips. I took a seat next to Nicole, watching Izzy's eyes close as she drank.

"Thank you," I said to Jake. I turned, facing everyone, "So, I have some news. Gather 'round." Everyone got up, child or yarn in hand, and kneeled around me.

"What is it?" an older lady, Gertrude, asked eargerly. She always had questions.

"We have a plan." I said. Everyone watched me as i shifted Izzy to the other arm, then put her bottle bck in her mouth. I quieted my voice to a whisper. "Basically, since I know all the scedules and whatnot, I'm having the FBI, aka, the other part of my operations to come right when Black Masks will be paying a visit. They'll be right out the Bay Window. The only thing is, we have to be in total disarray. The babies have to be crying, there has to be something - if not everything - off scedule. It's going to be painful, but it will get us out of here. We have live footage of this place, we just need visual proof, and since I'm not one hudred percent qualified, my visuals don't go very far. Sound cool?" Everyone nodded, looking at each other. There was fear in their eyes, despite the smirks playing on their lips.

"Question," Gertrude said. Everyone groaned. "What time?"

"Cycle ten, eight o'clock visit. If the babies are crying after 7:55, don't stop them. They have to be crying for eight. Don't make them cry, though. Who has the seven fifty-seven feeding and baths?"

"Valerie has Jacob's feeding," Jake said from the wall, readin this lost. He pointed towards the sink, where Valerie was rubbing Jacob's head, soap bubbling up everywhere.

"I'll fill her in later. What else?"

"You have Izzy's bath, Gertrude has diaper clean-up. I have bottle making. Nicole has Fred's feeding. Ummm, that's it." I nodded.

"Gertrude, don't do it. Just leave everythign where it is. I don't care that the trash is overlfowing. I'm not giving Izzy a bath on time. Jake, don't make bottles, leave everything pile up. Nicole, don't feed that baby until after The Visit. Okay, everyone?"

"Okay," everyone replied in unison, then scattered. I got up and walked over to the sink, where Valerie was drying Jacob with a brown towel.

"What's up?" she asked, not taking her eyes off of the baby. I dropped the empty bottle into the dishrack and burped Izzy.

"We have a plan. We have the other part of my team outside of the Bay Window for the cycle ten, eight o'clock visit. we have to be in disarray. In other words, you aren't feeding Jacob for the seven fifty-five feeding, I'm not giving Izzy a bath, Fred isn't getting fed and so on. Of course, they'll get what they need just not on time. It'll make Black Masks go crazy. Then there will be visual proof and all that. Just trust me."

"I trust you. Okay." she said, wrapping Jacob up and carrying him over to the counter. I laid Izzy in her play pen and gave her her Mirror Toy, then went back to sit with Jake at the table. It was only a matter of time before this whole operation would be shut down.

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The place was a mess. There were diapers strewn on the floor, baby toys everywhere but on the shleves they belonged on and racks of empty bottles overflowing the counters. It was perfectly. Izzy was screaming in her crib as I sat and watched the Nursery fall apart piece by piece, a lot by a lot more. I've never seen it this way. Jacob sat on the floor, chewing a toy clearly marked Fred, but that was the point. His hands were filthy. There was a ball of yarn sitting on the windowsill, knotted and unravelled. I looked at the clock: 7:59. One minute, and this whole place would be busted. Plus, we wre two minutes late. Perfect setup foir complete disaster. I loved it.

A bell rang, singnalling the visit from Black Masks was about to go down. Everyone shot me a nervous look. I inhaled and looked at the Bay Window, then sat back in my seat and closed my eyes. A melody of babies' cries eachoed through the small room.

The door swung open and a Black Mask appear, his eyes windening at the sight of the room.

[A/N: I hope you enjoy this update! I'm sorry about the very scattered updates, I've been so busy with graduation and stuff. Okay.

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