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Retrieval-Ch. 14

Author - zealousgirl
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Retrieval

By zealousgirl

Rating: PG-13, general
Disclaimers in Chapter One

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CHAPTER 14

So Close

Athlon walked quickly and with a defined purpose. He never looked back, as he headed in the direction of a cluster of large warehouses, which were situated just east of the market district. He stopped only once, ducking into a bookstore. When he came out 2 minutes later, he was joined by 2 other youths. They continued towards their destination.

Trip was finding it difficult to keep up. Not because they were going too fast, but rather because he had to be careful not to be seen. Now that he knew that the authorities were likely hunting him, he had to exhibit even more cautiousness. That was all he needed, to get picked up by the police. He may not reach T'pol in time. He reflected on what T'Vela had said about a process being too far advanced. Why hadn't he pressed her for more details? He had no idea what he was going to find once he located T'pol.

It was now dark outside. Trip calculated that T'pol had been missing for close to 14 hours. He berated himself for having not been able to find her sooner. He was a Starfleet officer, and should have been able to come up with a better plan than to trail 3 youths through unfamiliar streets, at night, without back-up. If only Enterprise had received his transmission.

The 3 young men stopped in front of a brick building. For the first time, Athlon inspected his surroundings. Unable to detect Trip, he took out a key, turned and unlocked the door. All 3 ducked into the building.

Trip examined the building for signs of where they might be holding T'pol. He saw a light coming from a window on the 3rd floor. 'I guess that would be just as good a place to start as anywhere else.'

Suddenly he saw a shadow coming towards him. He ducked behind a crate, and waited. Just as the person was passing, he jumped out and grabbed them.

"Trip. It is just me. Seema." She was panting.

"I told you to stay at home." He looked at her with a scowl on his face, and then he shrugged his shoulders. "Well, what am I to expect, women never take my advice anyway, so why should that change now."

She smiled sheepishly.

"Well, you are going to stay here though. I can't be keeping an eye on you and on me at the same time."

Seema nodded.

"And if you see that I'm getting into trouble, run and find the police or something. Promise me that you will do that."

Seema bit her lip, but nodded once again.

Stealthily, he crossed the street and tried the warehouse door. 'They're not too smart. They forgot to lock it back up again.' He grinned as he snuck inside.

***************** The room felt like a sauna. Over the previous 2 hours, the temperature in the room had increased significantly. As well, someone would enter every 20-30 minutes to give her another injection.

T'pol was exhausted. Sweat was coming out of every pore, and her clothes were drenched. Despite many attempts to maintain the control that she had regained just after Koss' last visit, T'pol now was completely unable to focus on anything. She had forgotten about the hidden spoon, which she had not been able to figure out how to use to her advantage anyway. Her head was swirling with thoughts and emotions. With her resolve gone, she tried to sleep, but was not successful.

Koss was now standing over her although she was oblivious to his presence. "It is time, my love." He sat down next to her on the bed, facing her. Pushing on her shoulder, she was forced to turn to face him.

She tried to discern his facial features. She did not know who was sitting in front of her. From the corner of her eye, she could see several hooded figure standing - this seemed familiar to her, but she could not think why.

Koss leaned in close to her. He was unaffected by her suffering. She was here by his design and his plan had worked flawlessly. Placing his fingers on her temples and along her cheekbones, he prepared to complete the process. "You will be mine." Closing his eyes, he began to speak in Vulcan.

T'pol was unaware of his intentions, and just sat with her eyes closed - her only thought: 'I want to go home.'

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Continued in Chapter 15

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