Fair warning that this is a shorter chapter, but I liked where it ended and I promise I am writing away. Also I would like to mention that I am not very familiar with the military, I apologize for any inaccuracies. Hope this moves faster than the last few, despite its lack of length.
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"Bullshit!"
"Mr. Yates please calm yourself- "
"Fuck You! I want to know what happened to my daughter!" Olivia had never heard her father curse as much as he had since Malia had disappeared. Her mother, the strongest woman she knew, had actually taken to crying on a consistent basis. The twins were mostly confused about everything and avoided their less than stable parents. Olivia just felt empty. She'd lost her best friend. Malia had always been her protector, even more than she knew. When she couldn't breath because she had a dream about her room closing in Malia would sit with her until she could calm down.
The council was sitting in their house, attempting to calm her parents. If her mother were any calmer she would be catatonic. Her father was a different story.
"Mr. Yates," one of the councilmen addressed her father with his hands slightly raised in a calming manner, " your daughter was needed on the frontlines of the unit. She is protecting everyone with her service."
"So you've said. The only problem with your little lie is the fact that it makes absolutely no fucking sense! You couldn't find a steady job for her when she was here and you expect me to believe that now she has some irresistible secret talent that you need? I want the truth!" He slammed his fist on the kitchen table, making several people in the room jump, including Olivia.
The leader of the council stood, looking authoritative. "The details of your daughter's service are classified. However know that the unit is grateful for the sacrifice your family has made." He was planning on leaving with the rest of the council but her father wasn't going to back down that easily.
"Let's recap Mr. Denizen. " Her father held his hand up. "An alliance unit, whom no one was aware existed, came to collect my daughter for some secret special skill that you can't tell us about. Here are some of the more obvious holes in your story. My daughter was collected by force, against her will."
"Mr. Yates any perceived force was the common way in which unit 100 operates. They have a strong army and aren't used to forming alliances. We apologize for any unnecessary fear they may have caused and assure you that your daughter wasn't harmed."
"Ahh yes." Her father laughed cynically as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Your apologies and assurances really affect me deeply." The councilmembers all stood to leave, nodding politely to Olivia and her mother. Her father looked out the window over the table. As they reached the door he spoke ominously calm.
"There is one thing I haven't shared, one more hole in your lie." He looked directly at the leader of the council. "The man who took my daughter, the unit 100 soldier," he mocked, " He wasn't looking for Malia." The council leader frowned. "He was looking for Olivia."
Olivia nearly jumped at her father's unexpected words. The entire council, her father, and mother looked over at her. She knew she looked like a deer in headlights. The councilmen looked shocked and furious. They didn't like being questioned and they definitely didn't like being beaten. Why hadn't he told them that the man was looking for her? When she found her dad in the central chamber bleeding slightly from the head she'd been terrified. He'd told her, and later her mother, that a man had barged into the hospital with a group of soldiers and kidnapped Malia. He kept repeating that he'd tried to fight them off, but he couldn't. He tried to follow the man, but they wouldn't let him. They hit him in the head to knock him out.
"What would make you think that, Mr. Yates?" The leader asked condescendingly.
"He told me."
Olivia felt like she'd been punched in the throat. This was her fault. It was supposed to be her. She knew her sister. She knew immediately that she would take her place if that were a possibility. A tear fell down her cheek. It should have been her.
"Mr. Yates I'm sure that you are mistaken." The leader smirked at her father.
He looked instantly infuriated. "I know who he was looking for and it was not Malia! He asked me where Olivia Yates was dammit! If he were promised Malia, why would he ask for Olivia? He shouldn't have even known that Olivia existed."
"I'm sorry for your loss." The leader said as the council left.
The entire family was silent. Everyone was lost in their respective minds, yet all were thinking the same thing.
"They're hiding something. Not only from us but from the entire unit." Her mother spoke softly, but it was more coherent a thought than she had had in three long days.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Olivia asked, turning towards her father.
He looked up and the anger faded. "Because it isn't your fault." Olivia instantly burst into tears. Her father walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. "It isn't your fault." He repeated softly.
"I miss her daddy." Olivia sobbed.
"I know baby, I miss her too. We'll find her. I promise, we'll find her."
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Blake Denizen was furious. This was his unit and General Cain Malcolm should have never been fucking with it. Golden boy thought he could do whatever he wanted but he'd gone too far this time. Denizen smiled, Malcolm had finally fucked up. No one was to leave the unit unless it went through him first. Malcolm had weaseled his way around him though. He made sure his door was locked and pulled out his cell phone that he had to keep hidden.
