4058 [the historian]

celeste 4

while grant had announced our new mission, i couldn't help but let my mind wander. i looked over towards philip's room, seeing him splayed out across the bed dead asleep. when grant said he wasn't in a good condition, i could only assume that he had been too high to function. sleep was the best option for him to get off whatever insane high he had been on. i felt bad for him truly, everything he did was surrounded around his addiction. whether he'd be able to be productive that day or sleep the day away depended on how much he wanted. it seemed lately that he was taking more, when he truly should have been doing less. 

"celeste? did you hear me?" maclaren's voice brought me back to reality, where i pushed my worried thoughts of philip aside and focused on the mission we were going to do. 

"yeah, alice madden right? whats her deal?" i replied back to him quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed where i was staring at before. 

"well her deal is something we need philip for. i exhausted the data base but there was nothing on there, both her parents and her's records are clean. she's also only 15 by the way, which means she won't be too much trouble." grant ran through whatever he knew about alice, including where she lived and with who. the messenger that had been sent to him only told him that they needed to get her. 

without philip, the three of us were stuck trying to figure out why she was so important. grant came up with a possible abuse situation and trevor thought that she was a dangerous person like aleksander. but, i couldn't think of any reason why she needed out. maybe she just was unhappy, and that affected her importance in the future?

the mission was set to start as soon as carly and marcy became available as well as soon as philip woke up. our team of six would be going to fairfield, virginia, which was about a two day drive. it was a lot easier for us to cross through state lines with our weapons hidden in the cars than hassle with TSA and security. we would have to find a cover for our protocol fives. 

in grants case it was with his wife, with trevor his parents, carly had her son and marcy had david to deal with. for philip and i, we had nobody but ourselves to cover. we had no family we talked to, nor friends that cared about us enough to talk to. well, philip did have poppy and it was clear she meant a lot to him. 

one day maybe i would have a friend of sort or even someone to call my family. i knew that my opportunity would come one day, the chance to feel the way everyone else had grown to feel about their other. 

"we'll leave tomorrow, it gives us all time to figure out how to cover the week we'll be gone. i gotta run,  i'll see you guys at noon." grant spoke quickly as he looked down at his phone, which was vibrating loudly. trevor nodded, bidding me a goodbye and followed right behind grant. 

trevor was going to tell his parents he had some sort of college opportunity, marcy would tell david she was going on a trip for the hospital, grant would tell everyone he needed a vacation alone, and carly and jeff would be coming with the baby. since jeff was a traveler now, i guess he had gotten permission to accompany us. 

the only person we had yet to tell was philip, he was still asleep by the time i was ready to lay down. i had spent the rest of the time since grant and trevor left cleaning and doing random tasks. i fed poppy, made sandwiches out of whatever was in the fridge, and packed my bag out of old clothes marcy left. when i was ready to sleep, i slipped into philips room and grabbed a shirt. 

i didn't want to sleep in marcy's clothes, they were too nice for me to wear asleep. and philips clothes were just a lot more comfy than anything else i owned. i threw a pillow from the love seat onto the couch as well as the blanket crumpled at the end of it. when i had everything in order for me to finally sleep, it took about five minutes before i fell into a deep sleep. 

when i woke up in my dream, i was laying in philips bed. he wasn't beside me, he had to be at his computer, as i heard the keys being pressed quickly. i was confused as i untangled myself from his sheets, almost not wanting to leave them. when i got up, i noticed that his room was incredibly neat. it was unusual, seeing how the state was always like a hurricane passed through it and nobody was around too fix it. i walked out, seeing him sitting at this computer like i had thought he had been. 

he looked up at me and smiled, "morning love." 

"hey..." i was confused, but i quickly remembered that we were in my dream. 

"are you hungry? i got some egg muffins for breakfast", he held up a bag which i assumed they were in, " i got a couple, i wasn't sure how much you'd eat."

i smiled in appreciation, walking over towards him from the doorway of his room, and giving him a hug. i took in that woodsy scent i begun to love so much. i closed my eyes, resting my head on his shoulder and staying there for a few moments. 

he handed me the bag, which i bid him a thank you, and quickly grabbed the muffins from the bag. i held the two, handing one carefully to him while trying to not drop mine at the same time. i pulled a chair up beside him, opening up the sandwich and throwing away the wrapper. philip mirrored this, and we both ate in a comfortable silence. when we were done, we moved to the couch. 

philip laid down first, opening his arms up for me to lay back on him. when i did, he wrapped his arms around me tightly, as if he was afraid to let me go... 

"phil i-." the dream had ended quickly, i was awoken by a consistent banging on the door of the garage. i got up immediately, picking the closest object up and moving to the door. the object i held in my hand was a book, which i guess would come in handy if whoever decided to attack me was weak. 

i peered through the little peep hole, seeing a young kid banging a basket ball against the door. it was unusual for a messenger to be sent at this time of day, mind you a young kid at 3-4 in the morning seemed a little suspicious. i opened the door, awaiting the message that he would be saying. 

"traveler 4099, remember protocols. failure to comply with protocols will result in elimination of traveler program." the kids repeated the message he was tasked with sending, which left me in a major state of confusion. the kid broke his trance, looking once at me and than his surroundings, before dashing away. i quietly closed the door, peering into philips room before i laid back down. 

he had gotten up sometime during the night, i could tell by the new way he was posistioned as well as the fact he was just in sweatpants now. his legs had been tangled within the sheets, but his entire backside had been exposed. from the little light i had, i could see the outlines of tattoos covering his back in some sort of shape. i smiled at him, before turning back towards the couch. i laid down, wrapping myself up in the blanket, letting my mind wonder. 

i couldn't help but wonder what the hell the director meant by maintaining my protocols. did he mean the philip and i couldn't have a relationship? was it possible for him to see my dreams, read my thoughts and see my actions? i left reality with these thoughts running over and over in my head.