Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous chapters of Becca XXX The Eden Project. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters
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I lay on my bed trying to stay awake.
It was past midnight and the whole community seemed to have fallen silent.
I had my phone in my hand and one ear phone stuck in my ear waiting for any signs of movement or noise from the hangar where Heidi was unconscious. I was checking the screen on a regular basis and she was still out for the count, strapped to the doctor's trolley-bed with her legs in stirrups.
She looked like she was sleeping and hadn't moved a muscle since I left my treatment room several hours ago. No one had been to check on her and it got me wondering about Hannah.
If they had done this procedure to her, maybe she had woken up and escaped. Getting the girls pregnant seemed to be phase one of whatever they were doing here. I knew more procedures would follow once they were as pregnant as Hannah had been. It turned my stomach to think what they might be doing to them other than raping them while they slept.
I'd already given Lexa a quick update of the basics, but until I had more details there wasn't much to report. Doctor Freeman's file was still causing the tech team some difficulties and other than the name "First Element' they had gotten nowhere with it.
I had spent the afternoon formulating a plan after having lunch with Mack. He had shown a lot of interest in bedding me, but I told him I was exhausted and that I'd maybe hook up with him tomorrow. I'd eaten well both at lunch and dinner, not knowing when I'd be eating again, depending on what I found in the nuclear bunker below me.
Tony had sent me the blue prints and they showed a vast complex hundreds of feet below us. It was accessed by a stairwell or a huge elevator which led to a lobby area and then on through a large blast door. Beyond that there were ten sub levels numbered from B1 to B10. B10 was the deepest of the ten. Each level contained different areas, such as a living area, sleeping quarters, dining, communications and an infirmary to name but a few.
My plan was to wait for Doctor Freemen to move Heidi down into the bunker so I could get his access code off my secret camera planted on the door lock keypad. After that I would try and follow them down and make my way to the infirmary on level B1. That was my best guess as to where they were extracting her to and more than likely where they would take whatever samples they wanted from her.
Why they were doing it was the real mystery.
I was jolted into life when I heard a door slam in my ear piece and I pulled the phone up to see the screen.
On the main camera, which I had fitted on the wall opposite the double doors, I saw Doctor Freeman walking across the hangar to his examination room. He walked with purpose, but seemed relaxed like he didn't have a care in the world. He had an air of confidence about him as though he thought he was untouchable. I guessed in a closed off community with everyone asleep, he was probably right to feel that way.
I on the other hand felt incredibly nervous and my heart was pounding like a jack hammer. I had the fluttering in my belly, not from a building orgasm, but from apprehension and stress. My previous assignment had taught me to expect the unexpected, but it didn't make it any easier walking into the unknown.
He entered his office and I saw him on the other camera, planted on the doorway to his room. He checked Heidi's pulse as he looked down at her naked body. His lecherous smile was still plastered all over his face and he couldn't resist feeling her boobs again, probably reminiscing about fucking her ass earlier that day. For a moment I thought he was going to go for a repeat performance but instead he unclamped the wheels of the bed and wheeled her out through the door.
Her head and limbs flopped about like a corpse as he bumped his way across the concrete hangar towards the double doors.
It was make-or-break time for me as he approached the keypad. If I didn't get the code, I'd have to wait for another opportunity which could be weeks away.
I saw his hand appear on the keypad and he entered four digits in quick succession.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
He had obviously used the door many times judging by the speed at which he typed in the code. Father Tobias had told me the area was out of bounds for safety reasons, which was an obvious lie after what Tony had told me.
The door buzzed as the magnetic lock released its catch and Doctor Freeman pushed it open. He held it open with his foot and pushed the trolley bed through the door with Heidi sleeping soundly, before following her in and closing the door with another buzz.
My theory had been right, but I now I had to rewind the video footage to get the access code.
The camera app was so simple to use it was like watching a YouTube clip. I simply put my finger on the bottom scroll bar and slid it to the left to rewind the footage. I got a pen out, ready to write down the code.
His finger hit the first button. One.
Second button. Nine.
The third button was covered by one of his other fingers, but I let it play to the fourth digit. Seven.
I rewound it to get the third digit, but I couldn't make it out.
"Fuck it!" I murmured to myself.
One-nine-something-seven.
Nineteen-something-seven.
Where had I heard that number before?
I racked my brain knowing I knew this number and it finally dawned on me. People usually kept codes simple like a car registration number or a date of birth. I remembered Lexa's words playing back in my head
"he was born in sixty-seven Becca.... he's fifty-two years old...."
Nineteen-sixty-seven.
The door code was father Tobias' year of birth. He must have been the one that had programmed it.
Could it really be that simple?
There was only one way to find out.
I slipped off the bed and went to my window. I didn't want to go out the main door in case I met someone going to the toilet block or worse. I eased my window open and looked out into the darkness. Having stared at a bright screen for several minutes it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the darkness outside.
It was pitch back and a cool mist hung in the air. At least it would give me some cover while I moved to the hangar. I put the phone in my pocket, but kept the ear piece in so I could hear what was going on in the target building.
I was wearing my green army trousers and black vest top, but I'd swapped my hiking boots for the running trainers to keep the noise down. I hoped everyone would be asleep by now, but I didn't want to take any chances.
I climbed out of the window and closed it behind me, in case anyone came looking. Covert operations were always about the tiny details that could give you away. Someone seeing an open window on a cold night might get suspicious and investigate.
I walked low and slow to the edge of my block and looked around the corner. The damp air pinched at my skin and I felt my nipples harden in the cool night air.
I waited thirty seconds and heard nothing so I made a low dash to the next block and repeated the process. I could hear sleepy breathing from inside the block. It was someone in a deep sleep, but I still kept quiet and leap frogged over to the dining block.
I was breathing hard and my heart was in my throat. I felt out in the open and vulnerable to prying eyes. As I crouched down behind the bins of the kitchen, I saw movement up ahead. Your eyes play tricks on you in the night and night vision is a strange thing to get used to. To see an object more clearly in the dark you do not stare directly at it, you look to the left- or right-hand side of it and view it in your periphery vision. The light-tubes in the human eye pick up movement and shape more easily using this technique and the experts weren't wrong.
The movement was about ten meters in front of me and was small and low. I stopped panicking when I realised what it was.
A small black and white cat came trotting towards me with its tail raised, meowing away at me. It sounded deafening in the silence and I gently shushed the cat, bending down to stroke it, but it was having none of it. It was rubbing around my legs purring and meowing like I was its new best friend.
It looked remarkably like the missing cat from the village notice board and I figured it was too much of a coincidence to be a different cat. I had no idea how it got here, nearly ten miles away, but it was obviously hungry.
I needed to keep moving, but I couldn't have Mr Tibbles snapping at my ankles as I infiltrated a nuclear bunker so I decided to try and feed it.
I opened the nearest bin and was greeted with the smell of rotting food. It made me turn my face away it was so strong and remembered we'd had fish for dinner that night. Mr Tibbles was going into a frenzy with his meowing by now, as he got a whiff of dinner, so I quickly found some left overs and threw them on the floor for him.
He looked like he hadn't eaten for days and inhaled it in about three seconds flat.
"You greedy little fucker," I whispered.
I found some more fish and threw it onto the floor for him before I made I hasty getaway, leaving him purring like a virgin having her first orgasm.
I finally made it the hangar.
I pushed inside and waited, to make sure I wasn't being followed and that there was no one in the hangar already. I hadn't heard anyone in the earpiece, but it was good practice to make sure.
When I was happy that I was alone and that Mr Tibbles wasn't coming looking for dessert I made my way quickly to the double doors.
It was time to see if my code was right, if it didn't work, I'd just go back to my room and wait until the next time. In a way I hoped the door wouldn't open, so I could get out of this stressful situation and just go to bed, but I had a job to do.
I keyed in the code with a beep at every press.
