Sanctuary Secrets Sacrifice

Hope in a Trying Season

"The test of leadership is not to put greatness into humanity,
but to elicit it, for the greatness is already there."
-James Buchanan

Katie and Oliver sat low, their backs against the wall trying not to make a sound. They glanced down to see the door that led to their salvation.

"This isn't going to work." Katie whispered and Oliver turned to her with a shake of his head. "It's pointless."

"There's still hope." Oliver replied taking Katie's hand in his. "The door is not that far, we just have move quickly and quietly and-"

"What are you two doing?" Katie and Oliver turned at the voice that they wished wasn't as loud as it was. They looked over to Arianna, who stared at the couple in confusion. "Why are you sitting on the floor?"

"Ari, could you keep your voice-" before Katie could even finish her sentence, as expected the cries of their infant suddenly filled the house. "Thank you for that." Katie stood to her feet and walked back into the nursery.

"You guys are so weird." Ari mutters as she shook her head and locked herself back in her room

Oliver let out an annoyed sigh before standing to his feet and walking into the nursery to see Katie now cradling Robyn in her arms attempting to rock her back to sleep. Katie looked over to Oliver who shook his head as he slid a hand over his tired eyes.

"You should go to bed. There's no reason we both should be sleep deprived."

"I think the fact that we're both of equal blame for the cause of our sleep deprivation is reason enough for me to tough this out with you." Oliver said walking over and smiling down to the baby whose eyes were already closed. "How does someone so little have such big lungs?" Katie quietly laughed as she dropped her head to Oliver's shoulder.

"It's only been three weeks. She's still trying to figure out what this weird place is she was pulled into." Katie replies with a yawn. "Alright, lets try this again." the woman carefully went back to the crib, and gently lowered the baby inside. They eased back, seeing the baby not stirring. The pair slowly backed out of the of the nursery, closing the door behind them. "Ok, how-" Katie's words were stolen as Oliver suddenly hoisted the woman into his arms. The woman had to clasp a hand over her mouth to stop the squeal from slipping through her lips as Oliver quietly rushed them to the bedroom. Katie quietly laughed as Oliver laid her on their bed. They both turned to the baby monitor on the table beside the bed and waited to see if they had once again stirred the baby awake. "That was a very big risk Mr. Queen." Katie turned to look to the man above her.

"But it worked, Mrs. Queen." Oliver replied lowering his lips to hers.

"We've already come to the conclusion that this is pointless." Katie muttered against the man's lips as she brought her arms up around his neck. "We're stuck at second base for another three weeks."

"I know-" Oliver pulled back and looked down to the woman with a tired smile. "Three more weeks."

"Seems like an eternity." Katie said.

"Tell me about it." he replied, dropping a kiss to her forehead, before slipping next to her and pulling her close to him. And to no surprise, it didn't take either long to fall asleep.

Katie doesn't know how she ended up in a chair by the window of her small room, but she didn't try to make a move. Actually she couldn't. It was strange, it was as if she were just a shell at this point...a prisoner in her own body.

Time had lost her, and she had lost it since arriving to this hospital. Ever since her first meeting with Dr. Jonathan Crane, she's been tormented with his treatments, which consisted of him and his mask.