Sanctuary Secrets Sacrifice

The Lies We Tell

"At the heart of any terror is the fear of losing what we find meaningful."

-Mark Z. Danielewski

Oliver didn't expect his entire world to be shaken at just the simple sight of a little boy and his mother. But it was who that mother was, and who that little boy could be that seemed to cause his heart ram faster in his chest.

At the moment he stood outside of a hotel room door, terrified to go inside. Afraid of the woman who usually could tell when something wasn't right, or when he was hiding something. Hell he was afraid she wouldn't see anything, and he'd have to decide if he'd want it to stay that way. He took in a deep breath, before waving his key card along the lock, and pushing the door open. The room was big. Not by choice really. The moment they arrived, the hotel manager insisted they stayed in the best room they had. They didn't want to make a big deal about it, so they agreed. The big room only meant he'd have to really look for the woman when he walked inside.

Oliver heard her voice before he actually saw her. She was on the phone talking to someone who didn't seem to be making her happy.

"And I completely understand you protecting the confidential information of your students, but I am the guardian of this child and I have no idea where to even begin looking for her." she said, the agitation dripping from her voice. "And I assumed you being the headmaster-" whoever she was speaking to cut her off, and she scoffed. "No, I don't think I'm above any rules because of who I am, I'm just worried and I assumed you would be too." Katie ended the call, and threw the phone to the bed with a growl before turning and seeing Oliver. "I have been on the phone all morning with people from this stupid boarding school and they're all too far up their own asses to tell me anything."

"Hey, calm down." Oliver replied walking over to the woman and bringing his arms around her. "We don't even know if anything is even wrong."

"Yeah, and we don't know if anything is right either." she replied dropping her head to his chest. "I don't know what it is, but I can't shake the feeling she's in too bad a place to just be lost somewhere." she pulled back with a sigh, before looking up to the man, who looked back to her. "What's wrong?"

"What do you mean?" he asked nervously. Because he knew this moment could happen. She narrowed her eyes at the man before placing a hand on his cheek.

"Where are my donuts?" she asked and the man visibly deflated. "You told me you were meeting Barry at CC Jitters, I asked you to bring me one or a few of their donuts and you agreed. I've actually been looking forward to it." Oliver looked guilty and she just shook her head. "You forgot, didn't you?"

"Twinkie, I'm sorry, I-" she pulled out of his grasp and stalked away, leaving Oliver unsure if he's relieved right now or not. He turned, and followed after her to find her in the closet sifting through her clothes. "I can go back and get you all the donuts you want." she simply ignored the man and he let out a sigh. "Twinkie, I really am sorry, I guess I got a little distracted."

"By this bad guy of the week?" she asked and she was partly right.

"Yeah, the others should be arriving soon. Now that he has this staff or whatever and is much more powerful than before, we're going to have to figure out how to take it away from him."

"So what you're saying is you were too busy trying to figure out how to save the world, to remember my donuts?" she asked looking over her shoulder to the man. He gave a small smile, and nodded. "You know that should be a great excuse, but in the end, I'm still without a single donut." she turned back to her closet and let out a loud dramatic sigh. "You have to go, don't you?"