Dr. Ackles and Subject 7321 aka Jared Chapter 3 or 5
Chapter 3: Escape Plans and Problems
“Where you go?” Jared asks as I walk into my lab, locking the door behind me to make sure no unwanted visitors come in.
“I had a meeting earlier this afternoon.” I rush towards my cabinet to look for a backpack.
“Hoursss ago?” He protests, and I shrug.
“I needed to think for a while.” I finally find the backpack in question and turn around to face him. “Take this.”
He takes the bag out of my hands. “Why?”
I swallow nervously. “I need you to pack up all of your things, and then we’re going to wait until later tonight to get you out of here.”
His eyes widen in shock. “Jen?” He moves closer to me. “What’ssss going on?” he questions. I look at him silently for a few moments, considering my options before taking a deep, calming, breath.
“If I don’t get you out of here tonight, my boss is going to make me do something that could kill you.”
His eyes widen. “WHAT?!?” He practically screeches.
I take a step forward; making shushing sounds to try and calm him down. “That’s why you need to pack up, and then you and me are going to try and figure out the fastest way to get you home.”
“You help me go home?” he asks, and I nod. Worry comes across his face. “Baby sssoon…” he states, and I shake my head.
“Me and my baby are going to be fine; right now I’m more worried about you.” He bites his bottom lip nervously. “It’s about quarter after eight right now; I’d like to get you out of here at one.”
“What about you?” he asks. “Bossss bad man.” He states. Over the past month, Jared has overheard me and Jeff complaining about Mark, and essentially knows how evil of a man he is.
“If I get in trouble for this, my brother is going to look after my daughter for me; that’s part of the reason why I was late, I called him to warn him about all of this.” I called at five, and we finally got off the phone at 7:30. After the first hour, I was able to get him to promise me to look after my little girl if I end up going to jail over this; then it took me an additional hour to get him to trust my judgment without knowing more than what I’m about to do is saving a life. “Get packing; I’ll grab us a map of the ar--” a strong cramp in my stomach cuts me off, and the force of it makes me groan in pain.
“Jensssen!” I feel large hands reach for me as I bend forward, pressing one of my hands into the flesh of my stomach while the other one supports me upwards on the desk.
“I’m fine.” I huff out as the cramping eases off. “I’m fine; this whole thing is just really stressful right now; I’ll feel better once we have a plan.”
“Sssure?” he asks worriedly, and I nod; forcing a smile onto my lips.
“It was a Braxton Hicks contraction; I’ve been having them for a while now.” Before now I’ve been able to hide them from Jared; I’ve been in worse pain before so a Braxton Hicks is nothing….but that was one of the worst ones I have ever felt, and due to the situation, they’re probably gonna get worse. “Just get packing.” He nods, and slowly removes his hand from my arm. He quickly moves towards his stuff and packs his new possessions into the bag as I sit down at my desk, and pull out the maps I printed at home earlier.
“Ty live closssse by.” Jared says as he zips up his bag. “Live in sssmall housssse.”
“Are there any other houses close to you guys?” I ask, and he shakes his head. “How has no one ever found you before?”
He shrugs. “Village in cave,” he answers. “Hard to enter unlessss one of usss.”
I nod, spreading the maps out to look for houses in the middle of nowhere. “So there are no roads by you? Have you ever seen a car?”
“Ty hasss one.”
I push aside several of the maps that show roads or clusters of buildings, and as I turn back towards the other maps, something catches my eye. “Are you in an underground cave?” I ask as I pull the sheet closer, and he nods. “I think I might have found it.” He quickly moves towards the desk and looks at the map in my hands. “This is a satellite image.” I say, pointing to the miniature grey speck. “That’s the roof of a house.” I set the paper back down onto my desk. “Did Ty teach you about distance at all?” I ask, and ne nods hesitantly. “Do you know how far away his house is from your village?”
“Thirty minutesss.”
I bite my bottom lip in concentration as I calculate the distance in my head, and a few minutes later my eyes widen in shock. “You’re village is like an hour away from here; how haven’t we ever seen one of your species before?”
A proud smile makes its way onto his face. “Hidden tunnelssss to village.”
“And I’m guessing that there is a mineral in the stone that keeps you guys from being detected…” I trail off, thinking out loud.
“What?” Jared asks, and I shake my head.
“Don’t worry about it.” I take out a bigger map of the area and a red marker; circling two points. “This is where we are now.” I say, pointing towards a large white square. “And this is where you are from.” I say, pointing towards the red circle. “When we’re ready, I’ll take you towards a door that is on the northern wall of the facility.”
“Jussst usss?” Jared asks, and I nod; looking him straight in the eye. “Not Jeff and Jim?”
“The less people involved in this, the better it is.” He looks at me nervously. “Everything’s gonna be fine; I promise.”
After extensive planning, hacking into the facilities security camera feed from my laptop, and three more Braxton Hicks contractions, everything is set into place. “You have your bag?”
“Yessss.”
“You looked through my stuff and grabbed everything you wanted?” Jared nods, tugging nervously at his black hoodie sleeve. “I put black electrical tape over the reflectors of your backpack.” I say to myself, checking off more boxes in my mental list. “Put your hood up.” Jared does as he’s told. “When we get to the doors?”
“Go north; keep low.” Jared says as a practiced response.
“If I tell you to do something?”
“Do it.”
“And when you get back to your village?”
“Warn otherssss not to leave and warn Ty.” Jared responds.
I nod, swallowing thickly. “I guess this is goodbye then…” I trail off.
Sadness enters Jared’s hooded eyes. “Ever ssseee you again?” he asks, and I shrug.
“After this I’ll probably be watched twenty four seven; it’s safer if I don’t.”
He stays silent for a moment before slithering forward. As he moves, he lifts himself up from the ground with his muscular snake tail before wrapping his arms around me. “Missss you.”
I return the hug as my eyes begin to burn. “I’ll miss you to buddy.”
He pulls away, but keeps his hands on my shoulders. “Keep baby sssafe.” He says, staring into my eyes.
I chuckle lightly. “And you need to make sure you never get captured again.”
He huffs. “Hunting bear and got hurt! Not fault!”
I bring my hand up to wipe away a tear that happened to escape. “Yeah yeah.” I move out of his grasp and over to the computer. “Once I mess with the cameras, we should have about five minutes before the guard on duty notices that three hallways worth of footage is missing.” I tap into the twelve cameras and turn them off and take a deep breath before hurrying towards my door. “Stay close to me.” He nods as I open the door. “Hurry.”
We move through the halls quickly, staying alert for any noises coming our way. Usually at this time of night, no one is ever around; the scientists have either gone home or are in their labs, and the night time security guards are patrolling the opposite side of the building. When we’re halfway to our destination, some of the panic I had been feeling before starts to ease. Jared will be long gone before Mark finds out about this; at least I’m not fucking myself over for nothing. I think to myself, but just as we begin to turn the corner towards the last ninety feet of building before the door, the ceiling light beam brightens and an alarm begins to wail. Over the piercing sound of the alarm, I can hear the voice of a security guard yelling behind us.
“Fuck!” I look to the right to see Jared’s terrified eyes staring right at me. “Come on!” I grab onto his arm and drag him forward, willing myself to run despite my largely pregnant stomach fucking up my balance. “Almost there!” I state as we rush closer towards the exit. When we’re about twenty feet from the door, I hear shouting.
“IF YOU DON’T STOP RIGHT NOW, ACKLES, I’LL SHOOT!” he screams as I crash my hand down onto the door handle, slamming it open and practically throwing Jared outside.
“GO!” I yell towards Jared, before spinning around to face the oncoming guard. The guard tries to push me out of the way to aim his tranquilizer gun at Jared, but the adrenalin rushing through my body allows me to push back. I try to get the large gun out of his hands, giving Jared time to get out of range, but the next thing I know someone is slamming something hard into the back of my head.
“JEN!!!” I hear Jared’s voice screech as everything goes black.
A burning sensation that starts in my lower back and makes a painful tight band around my stomach is what brings me back to conscious. As a painful hiss escapes my lips, I feel a warm hand press onto my arm gently.
“Jen?” A voice asks in a worried tone. “You awake?”
I slowly open my eyes, and am presented with a blurry Jared positioned in front of me. “Jared?” I ask, and his blurry form nods. “What?”
“Guard hit back of head.” Jared answers.
I lazily bring my hand up to feel the back of my head and hiss in pain when my hand makes contact with a sizable bump. “Well that explains why my head is killing me.” I slowly try to push myself up from the cushion I’m lying on, but am hit with a wave of nausea as I get more upright. “Fuck.” I sway to the side and Jared grabs both of my shoulders firmly to keep me up.
“What wrong Jen?” he asks worriedly.
“I’m pretty sure I’ve got a concussion.” I force my eyes to focuson Jared. “Does one of my pupils look bigger than the other one?” I ask, and he cocks his head in confusion. “Does the black part of my eye look bigger on one side?” I simplify, and he leans forward to look deeply into my eyes.
“Yessss.”
“Oh that’s just fucking fantastic.” My vision begins to focus more, and it’s then that I notice that we aren’t in the science facility.
“Jared…where are we?”
“My home.”
“Wait…. you escaped?” I ask, and he nods. A relieved smile makes its way onto my face and I sigh. “Thank god.” Once the relief fades, confusion emerges. “Wait…why am I here?”
“I sssaw guard hurt you….” He trails off, biting his lip nervously as he tries to find the right words to use. “I fought guard, grabbed you and fled here.”
“Why did you help me?”
He rolls his eyes. “You help me,” he says as an answer.
“No one followed you, did they?” I ask, and Jared shakes his head.
“Came here fassst.”
I look around to get a better idea of where I am.
The far wall to the right is a mix of dirt and stone, while the rest of the walls look to be made out of some form of fabric. In the center of the room, there is a battery operated lantern, which was most likely provided by Ty. It illuminates the area in artificial yellow light. Back on the stone wall, several spears are hanging on a wooden rack along with wooden shields. From what Jared has told me, he is one of the main hunters for his village; hunting for food, and fighting off enemies when needed. Laid before the fabric wall across from me are several piles of human goods, animal hides and food, as well as the backpack I had given Jared before we left. As I turn my head towards the right, I see several other blankets similar to the one I’m on piled up.
Just as I am about to open my mouth, another wave of pain radiates from my lower back, causing my stomach muscles to contract painfully. I groan as I lean forward, pressing my right hand into my stomach and using the other to brace me upright.
“Jen?” Jared asks worriedly.
“Oh my god…” I trail off; fear bubbling up in my chest as the contraction passes.
“Jen what wrong?”
“I…I think that was a contraction…” I trail off.
“Like in lab?” he asks and I shake my head.
“No, like ‘my baby’s coming’ type of contractions.” His eyes widen.
“Sssure?” He asks, and I nod as I push myself up from Jared’s make shift bed. “What you doing?” Jared asks worriedly as I shakily stand up.
“I need to get out of here.” I say, taking a wobbly step forward. At the new altitude, my head begins to spin; causing me to fall forward. Jared rushes forward to catch me.
“Jensssen!”
“I’m fine.” I say once I’m more balanced. “I need to get out of here,” I repeat like a broken record.
“Jen; dangerousssss.” He argues, but continues to hold onto me as I take wobbly steps towards the fabric entrance of his home.
“I----” I cut myself off as I pull back the fabric and am greeted with the sight of an underground wonderland. Similar Tepee structures like Jared’s, as well as what look to be like Adobe houses, dwell under a rock filled sky. I look around rapidly, trying to find a way to get out of this underground village, but find nothing…
“Oh my god….” I breathe out as Jared squeezes my arms gently. “I’m not getting out of here….am I?” I say, too focused on looking at the amazing scenery around me to see Jared’s reaction to my defeated tone. “Oh fuck,” I gasp as feel panic begin to rise up in my chest.
“Calm down, Jen.” Jared says slowly, pulling me back away from the outside.
“I…I can’t have my daughter here Jared!!!” I screech, finally turning to see Jared’s panic filled eyes looking at me. “I was going to have her in a hospital with doctors and machines and fucking drugs Jared; DRUGS!!!!!”
“Sssshhhh,” he hisses in a soothing tone.
“Oh, don’t you tell me to sshh,” I say, pulling my arms out of his grip. I attempt to turn away from the fabric door when my knees give out again. “Fucking concussion!” I yell after Jared catches me again.
“Sssit.”
“I need human medical care right now Jared!” I screech again as he leads me towards his make shift bed.
“Ty coming,” he says as I plop back down. I swallow thickly.
“What?”
“Genevieve hurry to get Ty; tell him pregnant man hurt.”
Even though I shouldn’t be somewhat relieved by this, for all I fucking know this guy is a psychotic killer, the panic dies down a tiny bit. I mean, even if I got out of here, I wouldn’t be able to get to human civilization in time. With the concussion messing with my ability to walk and think properly, not knowing how fast this labor is going to go, and that my boss is probably out there looking for me, I would most likely either be giving birth alone in the woods or in a jail cell.
“God I’m so scared right now,” I force out, bringing a shaking hand up to wipe under my eye nervously.
Jared bites his lip with pointed teeth nervously before moving to settle next to me. “Be ok,” he says, reaching out to touch my stomach lightly. “Baby girl be fine; I make sssure.”
I open my mouth to say something, but someone rushing into Jared’s home cuts me off. It takes me a second to register the large man before me, but something clicks in my mind that has my eyes widen and my heart stop. “O-Olsson?”
The man’s head whips towards my voice, and he gasps. “Ackles?”
“You’re fucking Ty?”
Olsson, or apparently Ty, nods his head; too shocked to talk.
Jared taps my shoulder to get my attention and he points towards the other man. “Wait…Olsssson…like baby father?” he asks, remembering our conversation from several days ago, and I nod.
“Holy fucking shit.” Is the last thing Ty says before I get attacked by a bout of nausea, both from stress and the concussion, and I quickly lean to my right to throw up on the rock ground.
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“Where you go?” Jared asks as I walk into my lab, locking the door behind me to make sure no unwanted visitors come in.
“I had a meeting earlier this afternoon.” I rush towards my cabinet to look for a backpack.
“Hoursss ago?” He protests, and I shrug.
“I needed to think for a while.” I finally find the backpack in question and turn around to face him. “Take this.”
He takes the bag out of my hands. “Why?”
I swallow nervously. “I need you to pack up all of your things, and then we’re going to wait until later tonight to get you out of here.”
His eyes widen in shock. “Jen?” He moves closer to me. “What’ssss going on?” he questions. I look at him silently for a few moments, considering my options before taking a deep, calming, breath.
“If I don’t get you out of here tonight, my boss is going to make me do something that could kill you.”
His eyes widen. “WHAT?!?” He practically screeches.
I take a step forward; making shushing sounds to try and calm him down. “That’s why you need to pack up, and then you and me are going to try and figure out the fastest way to get you home.”
“You help me go home?” he asks, and I nod. Worry comes across his face. “Baby sssoon…” he states, and I shake my head.
“Me and my baby are going to be fine; right now I’m more worried about you.” He bites his bottom lip nervously. “It’s about quarter after eight right now; I’d like to get you out of here at one.”
“What about you?” he asks. “Bossss bad man.” He states. Over the past month, Jared has overheard me and Jeff complaining about Mark, and essentially knows how evil of a man he is.
“If I get in trouble for this, my brother is going to look after my daughter for me; that’s part of the reason why I was late, I called him to warn him about all of this.” I called at five, and we finally got off the phone at 7:30. After the first hour, I was able to get him to promise me to look after my little girl if I end up going to jail over this; then it took me an additional hour to get him to trust my judgment without knowing more than what I’m about to do is saving a life. “Get packing; I’ll grab us a map of the ar--” a strong cramp in my stomach cuts me off, and the force of it makes me groan in pain.
“Jensssen!” I feel large hands reach for me as I bend forward, pressing one of my hands into the flesh of my stomach while the other one supports me upwards on the desk.
“I’m fine.” I huff out as the cramping eases off. “I’m fine; this whole thing is just really stressful right now; I’ll feel better once we have a plan.”
“Sssure?” he asks worriedly, and I nod; forcing a smile onto my lips.
“It was a Braxton Hicks contraction; I’ve been having them for a while now.” Before now I’ve been able to hide them from Jared; I’ve been in worse pain before so a Braxton Hicks is nothing….but that was one of the worst ones I have ever felt, and due to the situation, they’re probably gonna get worse. “Just get packing.” He nods, and slowly removes his hand from my arm. He quickly moves towards his stuff and packs his new possessions into the bag as I sit down at my desk, and pull out the maps I printed at home earlier.
“Ty live closssse by.” Jared says as he zips up his bag. “Live in sssmall housssse.”
“Are there any other houses close to you guys?” I ask, and he shakes his head. “How has no one ever found you before?”
He shrugs. “Village in cave,” he answers. “Hard to enter unlessss one of usss.”
I nod, spreading the maps out to look for houses in the middle of nowhere. “So there are no roads by you? Have you ever seen a car?”
“Ty hasss one.”
I push aside several of the maps that show roads or clusters of buildings, and as I turn back towards the other maps, something catches my eye. “Are you in an underground cave?” I ask as I pull the sheet closer, and he nods. “I think I might have found it.” He quickly moves towards the desk and looks at the map in my hands. “This is a satellite image.” I say, pointing to the miniature grey speck. “That’s the roof of a house.” I set the paper back down onto my desk. “Did Ty teach you about distance at all?” I ask, and ne nods hesitantly. “Do you know how far away his house is from your village?”
“Thirty minutesss.”
I bite my bottom lip in concentration as I calculate the distance in my head, and a few minutes later my eyes widen in shock. “You’re village is like an hour away from here; how haven’t we ever seen one of your species before?”
A proud smile makes its way onto his face. “Hidden tunnelssss to village.”
“And I’m guessing that there is a mineral in the stone that keeps you guys from being detected…” I trail off, thinking out loud.
“What?” Jared asks, and I shake my head.
“Don’t worry about it.” I take out a bigger map of the area and a red marker; circling two points. “This is where we are now.” I say, pointing towards a large white square. “And this is where you are from.” I say, pointing towards the red circle. “When we’re ready, I’ll take you towards a door that is on the northern wall of the facility.”
“Jussst usss?” Jared asks, and I nod; looking him straight in the eye. “Not Jeff and Jim?”
“The less people involved in this, the better it is.” He looks at me nervously. “Everything’s gonna be fine; I promise.”
After extensive planning, hacking into the facilities security camera feed from my laptop, and three more Braxton Hicks contractions, everything is set into place. “You have your bag?”
“Yessss.”
“You looked through my stuff and grabbed everything you wanted?” Jared nods, tugging nervously at his black hoodie sleeve. “I put black electrical tape over the reflectors of your backpack.” I say to myself, checking off more boxes in my mental list. “Put your hood up.” Jared does as he’s told. “When we get to the doors?”
“Go north; keep low.” Jared says as a practiced response.
“If I tell you to do something?”
“Do it.”
“And when you get back to your village?”
“Warn otherssss not to leave and warn Ty.” Jared responds.
I nod, swallowing thickly. “I guess this is goodbye then…” I trail off.
Sadness enters Jared’s hooded eyes. “Ever ssseee you again?” he asks, and I shrug.
“After this I’ll probably be watched twenty four seven; it’s safer if I don’t.”
He stays silent for a moment before slithering forward. As he moves, he lifts himself up from the ground with his muscular snake tail before wrapping his arms around me. “Missss you.”
I return the hug as my eyes begin to burn. “I’ll miss you to buddy.”
He pulls away, but keeps his hands on my shoulders. “Keep baby sssafe.” He says, staring into my eyes.
I chuckle lightly. “And you need to make sure you never get captured again.”
He huffs. “Hunting bear and got hurt! Not fault!”
I bring my hand up to wipe away a tear that happened to escape. “Yeah yeah.” I move out of his grasp and over to the computer. “Once I mess with the cameras, we should have about five minutes before the guard on duty notices that three hallways worth of footage is missing.” I tap into the twelve cameras and turn them off and take a deep breath before hurrying towards my door. “Stay close to me.” He nods as I open the door. “Hurry.”
We move through the halls quickly, staying alert for any noises coming our way. Usually at this time of night, no one is ever around; the scientists have either gone home or are in their labs, and the night time security guards are patrolling the opposite side of the building. When we’re halfway to our destination, some of the panic I had been feeling before starts to ease. Jared will be long gone before Mark finds out about this; at least I’m not fucking myself over for nothing. I think to myself, but just as we begin to turn the corner towards the last ninety feet of building before the door, the ceiling light beam brightens and an alarm begins to wail. Over the piercing sound of the alarm, I can hear the voice of a security guard yelling behind us.
“Fuck!” I look to the right to see Jared’s terrified eyes staring right at me. “Come on!” I grab onto his arm and drag him forward, willing myself to run despite my largely pregnant stomach fucking up my balance. “Almost there!” I state as we rush closer towards the exit. When we’re about twenty feet from the door, I hear shouting.
“IF YOU DON’T STOP RIGHT NOW, ACKLES, I’LL SHOOT!” he screams as I crash my hand down onto the door handle, slamming it open and practically throwing Jared outside.
“GO!” I yell towards Jared, before spinning around to face the oncoming guard. The guard tries to push me out of the way to aim his tranquilizer gun at Jared, but the adrenalin rushing through my body allows me to push back. I try to get the large gun out of his hands, giving Jared time to get out of range, but the next thing I know someone is slamming something hard into the back of my head.
“JEN!!!” I hear Jared’s voice screech as everything goes black.
A burning sensation that starts in my lower back and makes a painful tight band around my stomach is what brings me back to conscious. As a painful hiss escapes my lips, I feel a warm hand press onto my arm gently.
“Jen?” A voice asks in a worried tone. “You awake?”
I slowly open my eyes, and am presented with a blurry Jared positioned in front of me. “Jared?” I ask, and his blurry form nods. “What?”
“Guard hit back of head.” Jared answers.
I lazily bring my hand up to feel the back of my head and hiss in pain when my hand makes contact with a sizable bump. “Well that explains why my head is killing me.” I slowly try to push myself up from the cushion I’m lying on, but am hit with a wave of nausea as I get more upright. “Fuck.” I sway to the side and Jared grabs both of my shoulders firmly to keep me up.
“What wrong Jen?” he asks worriedly.
“I’m pretty sure I’ve got a concussion.” I force my eyes to focuson Jared. “Does one of my pupils look bigger than the other one?” I ask, and he cocks his head in confusion. “Does the black part of my eye look bigger on one side?” I simplify, and he leans forward to look deeply into my eyes.
“Yessss.”
“Oh that’s just fucking fantastic.” My vision begins to focus more, and it’s then that I notice that we aren’t in the science facility.
“Jared…where are we?”
“My home.”
“Wait…. you escaped?” I ask, and he nods. A relieved smile makes its way onto my face and I sigh. “Thank god.” Once the relief fades, confusion emerges. “Wait…why am I here?”
“I sssaw guard hurt you….” He trails off, biting his lip nervously as he tries to find the right words to use. “I fought guard, grabbed you and fled here.”
“Why did you help me?”
He rolls his eyes. “You help me,” he says as an answer.
“No one followed you, did they?” I ask, and Jared shakes his head.
“Came here fassst.”
I look around to get a better idea of where I am.
The far wall to the right is a mix of dirt and stone, while the rest of the walls look to be made out of some form of fabric. In the center of the room, there is a battery operated lantern, which was most likely provided by Ty. It illuminates the area in artificial yellow light. Back on the stone wall, several spears are hanging on a wooden rack along with wooden shields. From what Jared has told me, he is one of the main hunters for his village; hunting for food, and fighting off enemies when needed. Laid before the fabric wall across from me are several piles of human goods, animal hides and food, as well as the backpack I had given Jared before we left. As I turn my head towards the right, I see several other blankets similar to the one I’m on piled up.
Just as I am about to open my mouth, another wave of pain radiates from my lower back, causing my stomach muscles to contract painfully. I groan as I lean forward, pressing my right hand into my stomach and using the other to brace me upright.
“Jen?” Jared asks worriedly.
“Oh my god…” I trail off; fear bubbling up in my chest as the contraction passes.
“Jen what wrong?”
“I…I think that was a contraction…” I trail off.
“Like in lab?” he asks and I shake my head.
“No, like ‘my baby’s coming’ type of contractions.” His eyes widen.
“Sssure?” He asks, and I nod as I push myself up from Jared’s make shift bed. “What you doing?” Jared asks worriedly as I shakily stand up.
“I need to get out of here.” I say, taking a wobbly step forward. At the new altitude, my head begins to spin; causing me to fall forward. Jared rushes forward to catch me.
“Jensssen!”
“I’m fine.” I say once I’m more balanced. “I need to get out of here,” I repeat like a broken record.
“Jen; dangerousssss.” He argues, but continues to hold onto me as I take wobbly steps towards the fabric entrance of his home.
“I----” I cut myself off as I pull back the fabric and am greeted with the sight of an underground wonderland. Similar Tepee structures like Jared’s, as well as what look to be like Adobe houses, dwell under a rock filled sky. I look around rapidly, trying to find a way to get out of this underground village, but find nothing…
“Oh my god….” I breathe out as Jared squeezes my arms gently. “I’m not getting out of here….am I?” I say, too focused on looking at the amazing scenery around me to see Jared’s reaction to my defeated tone. “Oh fuck,” I gasp as feel panic begin to rise up in my chest.
“Calm down, Jen.” Jared says slowly, pulling me back away from the outside.
“I…I can’t have my daughter here Jared!!!” I screech, finally turning to see Jared’s panic filled eyes looking at me. “I was going to have her in a hospital with doctors and machines and fucking drugs Jared; DRUGS!!!!!”
“Sssshhhh,” he hisses in a soothing tone.
“Oh, don’t you tell me to sshh,” I say, pulling my arms out of his grip. I attempt to turn away from the fabric door when my knees give out again. “Fucking concussion!” I yell after Jared catches me again.
“Sssit.”
“I need human medical care right now Jared!” I screech again as he leads me towards his make shift bed.
“Ty coming,” he says as I plop back down. I swallow thickly.
“What?”
“Genevieve hurry to get Ty; tell him pregnant man hurt.”
Even though I shouldn’t be somewhat relieved by this, for all I fucking know this guy is a psychotic killer, the panic dies down a tiny bit. I mean, even if I got out of here, I wouldn’t be able to get to human civilization in time. With the concussion messing with my ability to walk and think properly, not knowing how fast this labor is going to go, and that my boss is probably out there looking for me, I would most likely either be giving birth alone in the woods or in a jail cell.
“God I’m so scared right now,” I force out, bringing a shaking hand up to wipe under my eye nervously.
Jared bites his lip with pointed teeth nervously before moving to settle next to me. “Be ok,” he says, reaching out to touch my stomach lightly. “Baby girl be fine; I make sssure.”
I open my mouth to say something, but someone rushing into Jared’s home cuts me off. It takes me a second to register the large man before me, but something clicks in my mind that has my eyes widen and my heart stop. “O-Olsson?”
The man’s head whips towards my voice, and he gasps. “Ackles?”
“You’re fucking Ty?”
Olsson, or apparently Ty, nods his head; too shocked to talk.
Jared taps my shoulder to get my attention and he points towards the other man. “Wait…Olsssson…like baby father?” he asks, remembering our conversation from several days ago, and I nod.
“Holy fucking shit.” Is the last thing Ty says before I get attacked by a bout of nausea, both from stress and the concussion, and I quickly lean to my right to throw up on the rock ground.
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