by Allie Elle
Part one: strangers in the night,
Jonathon Roberts looked down the street and all looked normal he was expecting possibly for things to be different but they weren’t. He just didn’t know what he was expecting it was just something did not feel right. He stopped in front of a news vendor and quickly read through the headlines, he was a little shocked by the fact yet another teenage boy had gone missing. Jonathon or JR as his friends and his mom called him was 17 although slight of build and slightly pretty. Well to be honest to pretty to be a jock although he loved running. There was another side to him, he was very much like his older sister he loved solving problems and he hoped to follow her into the police.
As he turned the corner onto his block he saw his sister’s partner walking down the steps from the brown house where they lived. She turned and smiled when she saw him and turned to walk towards him.
“Hey kid how’s it going?” she asked almost as if h was younger than 17.
“hey Jan not to bad I suppose although all these jocks vanishing is kinda got me worried although they aint started on the track team yet “ JR replied with a slight smile.
“Yeah I know but I can’t talk about it”
“Wow you two been assigned to it then?”
“Yeah but that’s the last I’ll say about it and don’t go pestering Joanie and that’s and order buster.”
“Yes Ma’am “JR pulled a mock salute and walked up the steps to his front door and let himself in.
Inside Joanie was sat in the lounge; she hastily threw a load of files together and slipped them into her case. She smiled and watched as her baby brother walked through into the kitchen, she heard him moving stuff around and then the scrape of one of the dining chairs. She stood up and walked in and saw him moving the files she had left on the table. He was piling them up on one side and pulling his book bag onto the table. She was rather shocked as he did not even glance at the files as he started on his assignments.
“What’s up squirt not even curious?” she asked a little worried.
“Sis I know the rules in particular with a case like this.” He replied with a smile.
Joanie nodded and was rather surprised at how mature JR was now days and the fact that as she had been promoted he stopped pestering about the work she did. This change was refreshing to her and it was better for her to be able to work in peace, she was also a little worried as the observation that it was mainly the sporty type boys that were disappearing. She looked at her younger brother and seemed to notice his fine features for the first time. The way he appeared worried her as she thought he could possibly be a target for the kidnappers whoever they are and whatever their reasons. This recent spate of disappearances had triggered a lot of alarm bells in the police department and all the stops had been pulled out. The biggest thing that hampered them was the fact there was no evidence left at the scene no school books or anything. The first thing the police knew when a new one had gone was the fact that the parents were hammering down the door of the local precinct.
Joanie’s captain had come bellowing that morning and pulled the whole of the child protection team into the conference room. He really wanted some action on this case and was losing it because no one was getting anywhere. The superintendent was leaning on him so he had to spread the load out so unfortunately the lower ranks caught it. Jan had stood up to him and had been chewed out by him and had almost stormed out, it was only Joanie’s cool head had kept control of her partner. She was disturbed by their mother coming in from work and dropping her purse on the entry table. She walked into the kitchen and looked at her children and the pile of folders at one side of the table.
“Joanne Roberts I hope you are not showing your brother case information!” She looked at them.
“No mom JR shoved them aside so he could get his assignments out of the way.”
“Good now JR don’t clutter up the place but I am calling out for a pizza tonight it was a dreadful day.” Mrs Roberts at in a vacant chair she looked at her daughter trying to catch her eye and motion to the back door. Joanie picked up the implied message and took her packet of cigarettes out of her duty jacket.
“Mom want to join me for a smoke?”
Mrs Roberts was a psychologist at the local mercy hospital and she mainly dealt with juvenile cases and would share information with her daughter about possible trouble. The two women walked out onto the back deck and Joanie lit up a cigarette and offered the packet across. Mrs Roberts shook her head and sat on one of the uprights.
“Joanie I need to talk there might be something I can help you with.”
“Mom?”
“there was a teenager brought into the psych ward today, a pretty little thing of about 14 almost perfect skin and body for a child that age.” She went on.
“Yeah so?” Joanie looked at her mother,” What’s so important about her?”
“She’s claiming she was a boy by the name of Jimmy Harwell who was actually 19 and on the varsity trails team and had been missing for three months.”
“probably some kid with a sick sense of humour mom, you know trying it on to get out of school or something.”
“well Joanie if it’s a joke it’s a very well informed one, we contacted the girls supposed parents and asked a set of questions and the girl knew all the answers.”
With that Mrs Roberts headed back indoors but Joanie stood thinking, her mother returned with a folder and handed it to her daughter. Joanie looked at the folder and saw the hospital stamp and raised her eyebrow and opened it. By the case number this one wasn’t the first and this started to worry Joanie was hocked how long had they been disappearing for and where were they being taken and for what. The girl was too young to prostitute unless to paedophiles and a few had been a lot younger, one had even been a toddler. This was totally beyond what she understood it seemed as though it was something out of a science fiction story. Some of the stories were so confused and messed up and there was no real basis for her to be able to deal with the facts that were coming through the files she held and then she looked at the dates and her jaw dropped even further, some of these cases were decades old but some of the patients did not age. They were sent to a facility out in the country just referred as “The Hall”, it was almost an out of sight out of mind reaction. There was no information past when they were sent there and how old the subjects still appear to be.
Inside JR was sat pouring over a physics problem when his mom returned with the file and without thinking she placed it on the table. He knew his mom did not smoke but used his sister’s habit to have a quiet word. He then noticed the file name and wondered what the hall was and why did the hospital have a file just marked with its name. He tried to concentrate on his work as his sister walke
back in following mom through to the lounge. JR fought with himself but you know they always say curiosity killed the cat. As the sounds in the lounge settled JR finished his assignments and then kept glancing at the file. He fought a little while longer and then gave in and opened it and read the contents, he bit on his lip to stop himself either shouting or laughing. Then he looked at the questioning file and he went white. A name jumped out of the page and seemed to bite him, John Marcie he used to be JR’s training buddy until he vanished two years ago and JR thought he had died. John’s parents had buried a coffin and everything.
Just then the door was knocked as the pizza arrived and JR closed the file and pushed it across from him and laid his head in his arms making out he had fallen asleep after finishing his work. Mom walked into the kitchen carrying the pizzas and saw her son laying there, school work scattered around him and his head in his arms. She gently touched his shoulder thinking he was asleep and whispered in his ear. JR made a show of pretending to wake up and smile at his mother and looked at the pile of paper around him and smiled.
“Working hard hon?” She asked
“yeah math always seems to send me to sleep mom.”
With that JR smiled as he collected up his books and thought on, he really needed to know what was going on. He continued to mill it over in his mind the rest of the evening and the mystery intrigued him he wanted to know more.
To be continued........
Without a trace
A story by Allie Elle
Chapter 2: A personal exploration,
JR after dinner with his family went to his room, he was blessed with perfect recall and he wanted to go over the data he had seen. He had a trick he used when he wanted to remember something and seemed to slip into a deep trance as he did what he called rewinding. The mental images of the papers sprang into his mind and slowly he read each paragraph closely in his mind. The words sprung into clarity and he reached for a note book. JR was anything if not methodical when he looked at a problem and would break down everything, as he worked he set out bullet points in the notebook. As he worked he started to fill page after page with his scribbling as he worked the information in his head.
Surprisingly he was looking at when the first cases were reported and documented and the time line was extensive. The thing is the cases were increasing over the past few years going from one or two a year going up to six in the past month alone. The victims were always the same, students in their late teens that had excelled at sport or physical prowess. There was never a student who was considered none sporting or intellectual targeted, also any student that was just plain normal targeted and this concerned him. After an hour of going over the facts he had written down from his recall he settled down for the night.
Downstairs his mother and sister were talking over the same facts, the files spread out on the coffee table in front of them. The files were slowly stacking up one side marked with the police department shield and the other marked with the hospital crest. Joanie looked at the piles and without thinking reached for a cigarette, her mother looked at her and frowned. She remembered the rule over smoking in the house and sighed, she wished JR would take up smoking but the times she had tried to interest him he refused point blank. JR was definitely not a follower but made up his own mind, she hoped he would follow her into the police as she knew his mind was sharp. As she turned back to the files she saw something that caught her eye. There seemed to be a file that was out of place as she looked at it, it seemed to tug at her and she pulled it from the pile. She read the name on the top of the file and her breath caught in her throat, the name on the file was not a male name and she opened it.
Two months ago a female track student had been abducted and then returned a week ago, she had no memory of what had happened or where she had been apart from one thing. She had recounted the fact that there were over seven other girls in where she had been all of them very physical but by the end like her they had become very childish. When Rachelle Simpson had been found she had been dressed like a six year old and hugging a doll, her syntax and mannerisms had been childish to the extreme. Joanie read over the file and then handed it to her mother silently and waited
“Yes Rachelle seems to be an aberration of the pattern, so far the only girl we thought had been taken.” Her mother explained.
“Why did her parents not report her missing until 2 days after she actually went missing?”
“That we don’t know, but there were rumours of abuse filed in the past at the hospital”
“There was never any lodged with the department though, that worries me mom”
Just then there came a knock on the door and Mrs Richards went to open it and found a uniformed police officer standing there. Without a word she motioned the officer in raising an eyebrow at her daughter and waited for the officer to speak. The silence lasted for a good few minutes as it seemed as though the officer was trying to search for the right thing to say. As Mrs Richards waited she got worried that something was seriously wrong, she stood looking at the young officer and started to get uncomfortable.
“Excuse me Ma’am and detective Richards; I’m officer Deville of the thirtieth precinct. My captain thought it best I came to see you” He said haltingly.
Joanie looked at her mom and then motioned for the officer to sit down on the sofa across from here. She waited as her mother sat next to her and they both waited for him to speak, she saw his gaze fall to the folders on the coffee table and she gathered them up. Slowly he started to talk and a strange tale unfolded, he had just come of duty and had witnessed a white van pull up and grab a teen off the streets but five minutes later the same van appeared at the same street and the teen had been thrown out. The officer had gone to assist the teen and found them looking shocked and completely lost but there was not really any further information. It really was a situation where the officer had no previous experience to go on. Joanie looked over at her mom and frowned, this development was something they had to work on.
After another ten minutes of talking the officer left and the ladies of the house retired to bed. JR was waiting for this it was time for Kylie to come out; this was his biggest secret why he never complained about looking girly. He loved to let his feminine side to show but he had the guilt that he was letting his family down by not trying to live up to being the boy of the family. It was a daily fight not to give in and go Kylie all the time but it was a battle he took day by day. He had read stories on being TG and he worked through all the information he could get. He approached his transformations the same way he approached everything, cool and collected. He gathered the gym bag that held Kylies night ware and quietly changed. Little did he know this night was the one that was going to change his life?
For some reason JR slept through his alarms the following morning and instead of being up early enough to change he was woken up by his mother. She breezed in and whipped down the duvet and stood there her jaw dropped in shock. She just stood and looked at him for a little while; she couldn’t believe it her son was dressed as a girl and he looked pretty actually. She cleared her throat and gently touched his shoulder, she watched as he woke up but remained silent. Being a psychiatrist had its advantages she thought as she looked at her sons chosen night ware. I mean Bratz was okay if someone was about eight years old but her son was ten years older than that.
“Good Morning hon” Mrs Richards said cheerfully and left the bedroom.
Jonathon looked down at his clothes and groaned he knew that his mom would wait but he would be in for a session. Just then Joanie walked past the bedroom door and turned to look at her brother and she burst out laughing. From downstairs their mom shouted for her to leave him alone. She shook her head and left him to it as she went to the bathroom. As JR listened he heard his sister getting ready for her day on duty and he thought that it was best to get this out of the way.
Part three: JR talks through some issues and it take a twist.
Without a trace part 3: some answers,
Part 3 of without a trace
Jonathon slowly walked down the stairs to the kitchen where his mom was sat at the table just pouring a cup of coffee. JR slowly walked in and sat facing her; she did not look up for a few minutes as she slowly stirred in some sweetener. Without a word she pushed the pot forwards and JR poured himself a cup and slowly turned the cup in his hands.
“Well JR, do you want to explain?” Mom asked.
“Don’t know if I can mom I really don’t know how to explain it, it’s just something I seem t have to do it’s like my body don’t fit” JR replied.
Mrs Richards nodded and listened as JR stopped to collect his thoughts, she watched her child sip at the coffee and she noticed that dressed like that JR did not seem to be self conscious. In fact he seemed to be more confident and self assured, he went on to explain there was always this side to him and it was pretty strong. He went on to say he wished he could attend school as his alter ego and not worry about the insults that some of the jocks would throw at him even on the track field. As he continued Joanie walked into the kitchen in a crisp navy suit and sat next to her mother. The two older women looked at him as he talked and they listened as he went on to explain further on how he felt and Joanie looked at their mom seeming to be expecting an explosion. Mrs Richards just nodded and listened; when JR stopped she sat and thought for a few minutes.
“Actually I’m not surprised you father was never part of your life and well having just us two in the house you were sure to think that way” She said after a pause.
“No mom it’s not like that at all you know we are as a family blessed with perfect recall, well my earliest memory that I can remember is looking at Joanie and being jealous she got to wear dresses”
More and more information came out as Jonathon continued to explain what was going through his head, he felt he was starting to ramble and then he looked at his night wear and blushed. Oh my G-D he thought why the heck did he choose that brand. He hated the Bratz he was trying to find a teenaged look and only ever saw the black and deep purple. Just then there came a scream from outside and as one the three of them stood up.
Mrs Richards ran through the house to the front door to see a teenager being dragged into the back of a white van. Joanie grabbed her police issue revolver and dived out of the door, and with a yell dived down the steps. JR was frozen on the spot as he watched through the door, Joanie let off two shots into the retreating van and a school bag came, tumbling out. Joanie screamed in frustration as the shots missed the back tyre but before she could get another bead on the tyres a small body was thrown out of the van and tumbled against the sidewalk. Mrs Richards yelled at her daughter to put up her side arm and ran to the now still figure and knelt down. With gentle fingers she probed the body for any signs of injury and finding none she turned it over.
JR ignoring the way he was dressed walked to stand beside his mother and bit back a shout when the small body was turned over. This victim wasn’t a stranger JR knew her and he felt his anger start to bubble up to the front of his mind. He started to growl in the back of his throat and his mother looked up at him her face a mask of surprise. Without a word JR turned on his heel and stiffly walked back into the house. Joanie saw the way her brother was behaving and was rather surprised herself and walked up to her mother after making a note of the registration of the van whilst she remembered.
To be continued
Part 4 no longer a stranger
Without a trace part 4: No longer a stranger
JR slowly walked back to the house as his mother and sister fussed over the small body that was on the sidewalk, Mother and Joanie were huddled over the small body. JR slumped down in the lounge and put his head in his hands and moaned. It was easier when it was someone he did not know but this turn of events put everything on his doorstep literally. The small body that had been thrown from the van was one of the track team and JR knew him well, the last time JR had seen him was yesterday when they both trained together. Richard was a good kid small for his age but dedicated to his sport, he put himself out for others too. He wasn’t the sort of boy that fit the target for the kidnappers or whatever they are. It was easy to think of it being an intellectual exercise but now it was on a personal level and to be honest JR was scared. It really shook him to the core on what these disappearances meant to him now.
Without a trace part 4: No longer a stranger
After a short while the wail of the emergency services echoed from the street outside and mom and Joanie walked back through the door, they saw JR sat on the sofa deep in thought. They sat down next to him and without a word Joanie laid an arm over his shoulder. She felt his body start to be wracked with quiet sobs and she pulled him into a proper embrace and let him relax into her arms. JR seemed to melt into the embrace and he looked at his sister, as she looked at him he no longer appeared to be the teenage boy she knew but a girl who was younger who needed the support of her older sister.
You knew him JR?” She asked softly
“Yes he was on the track team and I guess you could call him a nerd like me” JR replied
Joanie looked a bit shocked as JR called himself a nerd, she never saw him in that way. She thought to herself maybe he did not match the typical view of a nerd but he was intelligent as well as athletic. As they cuddled the clock ticked and all three ignored it until it came to about 9AM and then they looked up. Mother swore and went to grab the phone from the table and made a couple of quick calls. Joanie looked at her brother dressed the way he was and wondered to herself, even after all the explanations what was really going on in his head. She found it hard to comprehend why he would want to be a girl or dress as one; she wasn’t a head doctor like her mother she dealt with cold hard facts. She could not help herself as she thought he really did look cute dressed like that and seemed to need protecting.
After half an hour Mother cleared her throat as no one had spoken for a while, she looked at her children and seemed to come to a decision.
“JR why don’t you go and get dressed, and Joanie you need to get to the precinct to file a full report on what has happened.” They both nodded and JR headed back to his room, he went to his wardrobe and grabbed a set of jeans and tee shirt and dressed quickly. Walking back down he, saw his mom with her purse and car keys. Mom looked at JR when she noticed the androgenised look he had selected, she realised that he had always dressed that way he always avoided any form of defined gender clothing unless he was forced to look very boyish. Slowly things seemed to click in moms head and she looked deeply into her son’s eyes.
She seemed to really see him for the first time and what she sae surprised her. Her son in mannerisms and facial features and well everything was very girlish. She finally took a step back and almost shook herself like a dog coming out of water. She grabbed the keys nodded at JR and followed him out to the car. As they both settled into the car she looked at her child and realised there is so much she did not know about him/her as she had become distant from him with her work. She considered the problem and keeping her eyes on the road turned to JR.
“JR honey I think we should talk and now seems the best time” She said quietly
“What do you want to talk about mom?”
“How about we talk about you”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean things have changed over the years, I feel I don’t know you any more” Her voice was tinged with sadness.
So as they weaved their way through the traffic JR started to talk slowly at first. As he continued he got more confident as he talked and explained more about the split in his soul. He talked about the fact it had always been there, his fears and the thought on what it meant. Mom listened, a small tear dropped from her cheek as she heard her child talk as though they feared her. She sighed and pulled over to the side walk and turned off the engine. She then took her child in her arms and hugged hard. With tears in her eyes and a catch in her voice she explained that the fears were unfounded as far as she and Josie were concerned. She promised to talk things through and help her child the best way she could. She explained that even if JR felt like a girl it did not mean that they had to change the things they did or wanted to do.
As JR listened to her he nodded his fears receding and his mother saw that as to her question if he wanted to be a girl full time he knew he could not answer that yet. He was glad that his family would support him whatever he decided, he had one concern as to the way those disappearances were increasing and he was determined to help get to the bottom of them the best he could do. After their talk and hug they travelled in silence to the hospital
End of part 4
Cont in part 5: questions and more questions
Without a trace part 5: More Questions
A Story by Allie Elle
As they pulled away from the kerb JR relaxed and started to think, he wondered why they were now targeting a new profile of victims unless the kidnappers were running out of victims. He hid his intellect from people including his family and now he started to turn his mind to the problem. Slowly he turned over what he knew or had found out from the files he had stolen a look at. He had a talent of being able to take the traces of an idea and slowly work them together into what could be viewed as evidence. Slowly they weaved through the tail end of the rush hour traffic and they sat in silence for a while, JR closed his eyes to aide his recall of the files and he continued to think.
They reached the staff parking lot of the hospital and pulled into the space reserved for his mother as the chief of psychiatry. It was a short walk to the administration entrance of the hospital and mother found out where the young man from this morning had been admitted. They walked through JR trying to remember the twists and turns and came to a private room and they saw a police guard stood by the door. Mrs Richards nodded to the police officer and showed her identity and he smiled, then he turned to JR and looked at him.
turned to JR and looked at him.
“Are you an intern Miss?” He asked.
“Officer this is my son JR and he knows the victim.” JR’s mother replied. The officer looked shocked and backed up a bit and opened the door his face a beet red.
JR smiled and nodded to the officer to show he held no malice to him for the mistake. His mother noticed that JR did not correct the officer on the mistake of his gender and she noted it as well. They entered the room and it was darkened and there was a nurse sat in a chair in the corner, Mrs Richards held a whispered conference and she turned to JR her face drawn in concern.
“JR there’s been a problem and maybe you can help.”
“Sure Mom you know I will help if I can” JR looked over at the small body in the hospital bed and saw that they were restrained.
“Mom did Bill try to suicide?” JR asked.
“Yes JR and well he hasn’t said why, we are getting very worried about what's going on in his head and he won’t tell us.” JR pulled up a chair and sat down next to the bed and reached out a gentle hand and reached for Bill’s forehead.
At his touch Bill moved his head away from the touch and turned towards the window keeping his eyes closed. A small sob quietly shook the body in the bed and JR looked at his Mom and the nurse and sat quietly just letting his presence felt. Slowly Bill started to relax and turned his head so he faced JR, as he slowly opened his eyes a gentle smile spread across his face.
“Hey Bud they get you too?” Bill asked.
“No Bill you’re in hospital we managed to stop them taking you, but what did you do to cause them to tie you down?”
“Well I thought they had got me and there was no way I was going to be a girl.”
The nurse looked up at that comment and looked puzzled and eased herself from the chair. She walked over to JR’s mom and whispered in her ear and she nodded at the reply. The two women left the room and allowed JR to talk to bill alone as the two of them shared the silence for a few minutes bill cleared his throat and looked away for a few seconds.
“You know J if I looked, like you I wouldn’t worry about looking like a girl.” Bill Muttered
“Lay off Bill people will think you’re a faggot if you carry on like that.” They both laughed at that and slowly JR pumped him for information slowly dragging out what he was after.
A short while later JR was making notes on the back of a small box and his mom walked back in and handed him a small note pad. He stopped scribbling and thanked her then went back to writing and he put all he had learned from Bill into order and he stopped. His mother was looking at Bill and she moved her head to indicate that JR should leave and he nodded. With a smile he left the hospital and sat in the corridor and went over the notes he had. As he poured over the files and created the links in his mind and he could almost seemed to see the lines between the paragraphs he had written. His mind working overtime as everything slipped in and out of place all the data flowing he almost was like a computer as he went over the notes. He used his memory to overview the files and bring everything into focus as he worked.
Half an hour passed and his mother was still in the room and he was starting to get bored sitting there. There was only so much he could do with the data and he needed more, he wished he was brave enough to hack the police department’s computer to get more information. He felt that there were too many holes in what he knew and he needed to know more. He hated operating in the dark and this was one of those times, he definitely needed more information and the references to “the Hall” puzzled him. He wondered why all the victims of these kidnappers ended there instead of going back to their families. He wasn’t a conspiracy theorist but he smelled something involving the government there.
An hour passed and finally his mother came out of Bill’s room, her face was drawn and she turned to the officer on duty and motioned for him to follow her down the corridor. JR was desperate to follow but he knew that he would be chewed out big time over this if he did. He left them to their conversation and stood up tucking
away the notebook and waiting staring out of the window. Just then Josie and her partner walked down the corridor they both smiled and waved at JR and then joined his mother. As the four of them talked JR really wanted to get moving and desperately wished he could openly help on the case. As he stood there waiting he turned back to the four of them just as his mother shouted.
“No Way I am not putting him in harm’s way!” she bellowed and stormed down the corridor.
“Wouldn’t it be better if we let him decide?” Josie shouted after her.
Way I am not putting him in harm’s way!” she bellowed and stormed down the corridor.
JR knew that they were talking about him and he walked up to the three that were left. He waited pushing his hands into the small pockets on the combat jeans he had chosen to wear. Josie seemed to finally notice him and turned to face him with a worried smile.
“JR mom’s a bit pissed because we want to ask you to do something for us,” Her face was white as she went on, “We want you to become a target for these kidnappers and well mom is not willing to risk you.”
“Sis I am 18 and I can make my own choices in life, mom is a little shocked over this morning it was a bit of a surprise to her,” He stopped for breath,” I want to do this I want these people caught too and well might mean I make the department one day.”
After he said his piece he noticed his mother stood next to him her face pale and drawn and a shadow across her eyes. She leaned forward and hugged him tight to her and almost squeezed the air out of him. The uniformed officer looked shocked at what JR had said; he also smiled and nodded his acceptance of this young person’s bravery. The officer was also a little worried why they would use a teenage boy to help but he guessed the two detectives knew better.
Continued in chapter 6 baiting the trap.
Without a trace part 6
Baiting the trap
JR after his mom hugged him smiled as his stomach again made its presence known and sheepishly grinned. His sister and her partner grinned and even his mom laughed, as a group they decided to head down to the cafeteria and get something to eat. They walked through the hospital corridors in an uneasy silence JR’s mother holding tight to his hand. He felt a bit uncomfortable but his Kylie side was comforted at the close contact. He had to be honest he was scared at what his sister wanted him to do but also proud.
As they walked JR stopped and gasped and looked at a picture and he made his mother and Joanie stop too. On the wall was the picture of an old fashioned plantation manor house and it was captioned. He looked closely at the picture but two words stuck in his mind “Rogers Hall”. He thought could this be the hall that cropped up in the files and with his short talk with Bill that was mentioned. He did not give anything away at first but continued his way with his family to the cafeteria and after collecting his food sat down.
“Mom, Joanie I need to ask some questions if I am going to do this and I want the truth.” He looked closely at them.
“Jonathon I will always tell you the truth but won’t tell you things you don’t need to know” Joanie replied her face as hard as his. Jan nudged Joanie and shook her head and tried to ease the situation slightly. Joanie ignored the hint and tried to stare her brother down and found she was close to losing the battle. She fidgeted under the scrutiny of her little brother his gaze seemed so intense and controlled his hazel eyes’ blurring into a light blue that she knew was the start of him doing some serious calculations.
“Sis, Mom and Jan it’s time for the truth from me,” He cleared his throat, “I have seen the files and memorised them. Even without being asked to get involved I have decided that I needed to be involved.”
The three women looked at the young androgynous man who sat with them slowly working his way through a burger and the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth as he watched them. He could see the thoughts that were working through their head almost as if they were writing them down and he continued to smile as he ate. His mother was primarily worried that he would be harmed or was vulnerable because of the way he felt, Jan was desperate to find the people behind the kidnappings and further her career but cared for him and his sister was just generally a bit shocked that her brother could be so forceful. All in all he was pleased at the way he stood his ground he was eighteen years old not a child any more.
The table fell silent for a short while as they all digested their thoughts and JR’s mother was the first to speak and her voice was a little faltering.
“JR hun I know that you want to help others and will support you in that but you must also understand our fears.”
“Yes Mom I know and I do take that into consideration but from what I have seen this has been going on in this town for years, something needs to be done and really I am the only one really who can do it.” After that comment he could see that they were agreeing with him and they also realised he was the only one who could help. If during this he became female then it would not affect his psyche too much, if he even became younger then it would not traumatise him too much. These two facts made him the perfect bait for the trap but they needed to know how to make it so he was a target for the kidnappers.
As they sat trying to work over these facts the cafeteria seemed to get busier as the lunch staff shift came in for their break and JR saw a young nurse looking over at them. As her looked closer at her he frowned as the face seemed familiar and using his memory he went over the files in his head. That was it the missing link the young nurse looking at him was one of the victims of the kidnappers. Her previous name was James Terrace now she was Jamie Terrance. Without a word he stood up and made his way over to the nurse and she seemed to back away. The wall stopped her from backing away any further from him and JR stopped from getting to close and he whispered softly to her.
“James don’t worry I know the truth”
The young nurse looked at him and suddenly broke down in tears, without a word JR draped his arm over her shoulders and brought her back to the table. The other three looked and his mother nodded and pulled over another chair as Jamie calmed down they started to question her gently to get the information they needed.
Continued in part 7 the truth of the hall
Without a trace part 7: the truth of the hall
As Jamie calmed down JR waited for her to get her breath just then both Joanie’s and his Moms pagers went off. Jan shook her head and joined her partner in heading out of the door closely followed by JR’s Mom. Once they had left JR smiled and knew now was his time to try and get further than those restrained by red tape could get. He wasn’t going to try and be he was but he knew one thing, the best way to beat an enemy no matter how big was through intelligence and information. He looked up and saw that Jamie was beginning to recover so he turned so he faced her squarely.
“So Jamie, I’m sorry I scared you that definitely was not what I wanted to do.” JR smiled ruefully.
“It’s okay, been a while since I was called James and hold on a minute your Dr Roberts son aren’t you?” Jamie said with a small smile.
“Yep Jonathon Roberts at your service, present and correct” He laughed.
hat broke the ice and the two of them relaxed and Jamie looked at JR and frowned. She felt a question forming on her lips but she bit it back as she did not want to upset him. For some reason she felt herself drawn to him and a desire to tell him whatever he wanted to know. His eyes seemed to draw her in as she looked at him and there was almost a serene dignity about him. JR started to feel uncomfortable as he was scrutinised by Jamie and he could feel the stresses in her. He saw that she was starting to chew at her lower lip and he smiled to put her at ease. She reacted to the smile and settled down again.
JR watched her as she settled down again and he really could not tell she had been anything other than a girl there was no mannerisms of a boy in her. Her movements were fine and controlled. As he examined her he saw that she wore not just her nurses’ badge but one that looked like a coat of arms. He thought back and he realised that the badge was the coat of arms for Rogers Hall. He did a double take and almost stood up, he then got himself back under control and tried to keep his face blank.
“Jamie that’s a nice badge I didn’t know you liked heraldry?” JR opened.
“Oh its nothing like that maybe I should explain and tell my story this badge means something else.” Jamie replied.
amie’s Story
Where do I start, this is the first time someone has even been close to believing my story. Until a few years ago I would have put this story in the realm of science fiction. In nineteen eighty five, I was new to this town and a fourteen year old track star in fact some even said I was a sure contender for the national team for the next Olympics. Well I was a bit full of myself and distanced myself from school friends etc looking at it as a distraction.
As I settled into the town I never realised what would happen to me to leave me like this. When things happen we always think it happens to other people but I am the proof that you should always be prepared. So I was definitely not one to take the jokes that were going around the school too well, the worst was when a pair of panties was attached to my locker door. A lot of this was due to the fact I refused to join in with the jocks and the teasing of others they took part in. I was called a pussy and a bitch and well I tended to shake it off and concentrate on my sports. I suppose that really I should have made the effort but I thought that they were beneath me.
Well the spring gave way into the summer and I started hearing rumors that boys were being kidnapped. They were mainly the jock types all muscle no brains so I thought I was safe. Well coming up to summer break I was walking through town not far from this hospital in fact and this black car pulled up alongside me. Without warning I was grabbed and pulled into the back and this smooth bag pulled over my head and there was a sweet smell and I blacked out. Well after a long time or so it seemed to me I woke up and I could hear the sounds of people crying. My senses were messed up and I could not work out where the sounds were coming from. As far as I could tell they were all around me but I could not focus on where it was. The sounds freaked me out a little bit as for some reason it sounded like a woman and a baby crying.
How long they kept the hood on me I have no way of knowing but for a long while my world consisted of pain and sound. Those were the only two things I knew for god knows how long. I was really starting to lose it the pain was unbearable and the fact I could not see was driving me mad. Slowly my sense of reality was completely stretched to the point all words spoken to me was like pain single words blossomed in the darkness like bursts of light. the hood was taken off and I was finally able to look around where I was, and really had no idea what to make of what I saw. In front of me there was a pink wall to the left a large mirror and to the right a blue wall. Sitting by the pink wall there was a teddy bear and by the blue wall there was a model car, it was pretty beaten up where as the teddy bear looked new. Other things also marked the difference between the two areas. It seemed to me whoever was behind this was trying to force some sort of decision out of me.
As I lay there looking at the two sides smells started reaching my nose, talcum powder and there was also another smell. The door opened and in walked a woman dressed in a rather severe business suit. She seemed to look at me with scorn and stared at me and the state I was in, then it reached me what the other smell was.The smell was me and the fact I was sat in soiled clothes and had added to the fact that I was sitting in my own filth.This woman seemed as though she was just there to stare at me and then sneer, then there came a smaller shadow in the doorway and it stopped. The smaller shadow clapped its hands and there came a giggle from it and the taller of the two finally smiled. that smile did nothing for my sense of safety.
well it looks like we have a new subject for our little tests" The voice was cold and uncaring, it made me feel as though I was just another piece of mould on a Petri dish.
I was left alone again without being given a chance to clean my self up, I looked at the door as it was closing and tried to find the desire to run but found for some reason there was nothing there. My body seemed to be detached although I felt that there was enough energy to try and run it was just I had no desire too. I thought maybe the kids were right that in reality I was just a coward, as those thought coursed through my head something more seemed to break and I started to cry feeling lost and alone. the sounds of my sobbing sounded like a broken hearted child and for some reason I started to cry out for my mother. As the volume of my cries increased the lights in the room got brighter and the door opened again and a woman with a kind face walked into the room and gently wrapped her arms around me.
"shush little one it will be okay, things will get better don't worry." Her voice was soft and her clothes to my nose smelt clean but there was also the scent of things like home cooked bread and cookies. Her arms seemed to be warming against my shoulders, she started to rock me and for some reason I felt the desire to start sucking on my thumb and it crept towards my mouth.
I tried to fight the impulses but they were starting to get to strong there was something going on and I had no idea what. As the impulses got stronger and my will to resist got less the sensations around me seemed to become overwhelming. As I concentrated on being close to this woman who offered comfort and my thumb firmly in my mouth there came to my senses the realisation that in the room there came the sound of voices almost in a chant. As I became aware of it, then it seemed to fall under awareness. As I listened then I realised that the chant was actually some form of hypnotic chant and I pushed away from the matronly woman.
"Your not going to win I know what you are up to." I shouted at her and got out of her embrace. Her face seemed to change and become hard and unyielding. Her voice became like flint and she stood up and turned to the door.
"Well so be it you little maggot." She raised her hand and slapped me hard across the right cheek and stormed out.
A short while later after being left to my own devices the harsh one of the trio that had interacted with me returned this time it was dressed in a rather severe nurses uniform and I could see it was actually female. Her face was pinched and drawn and very white as if she never saw sunlight. Without a word she grabbed me by the hand and led me out of the room, we travelled down a short corridor and I looked around when I saw windows on some of the doors and what I saw scared me to the core. Nurseries and little girls rooms me4t my gaze as we quickly walked past and some teenage bedrooms and school rooms suddenly a young girl she was dressed as though she was about twelve the best way I could place the clothes rushed past and stopped and dropped a curtsy to the woman who I viewed as my jailer.She nodded and smiled and then looked at me then at the girl.
"David say hello to your new little sister she will be moving into that crib I put in your room" She laughed evilly as she watched as my face blanched and she grabbed a tighter hold on my hand. the girl who I now realized was a feminized boy clapped happily and squealed.
"Oh Miss Francine you mean I finally get a baby to look after???" David's voice was high and girlish.
The woman smiled and nodded and then sneered at me as she continued our walk. To me it was a walk of doom I was going to be joining the ranks of these sissies but I still did not know what I had done to get some one so mad at me to do this to me.
amie stopped and looked at JR finishing her narrative tears were streaking her cheeks and her make up was running as she took a deep breath to steady herself. she then touched on what happened to her whilst she was at the Hall all the humiliations and changes and all the brain washing that she was subjected to. Her voice became flatter and she gripped JR's hand tightly and stared at him.
"Don't what ever you do let them get their hands on you, they will warp some one like you you may end up coming out a baby or a sluttish cheer leader or an old maid or something worse." Her voice was pleading.
"Jamie I have to I cant let them continue what they are doing. If it was people who deserved it maybe but not people like you!" JR's voice was hard as flint as he released her hand and stood up from the cafeteria table and made his way out.
A short while later JR went to find his sister and her partner knowing they were still some where in the hospital. He found them hovering round the admissions desk trying to get information and he walked right up to them. He gently tapped his sisters shoulder. She turned round and saw the look on her brothers face and nodded once and turned back to her partner and motioned for her to come with the two of them.
"So JR after that little chat you are still wanting to go ahead with this?"
"Yes Sis it needs to be done too many have been hurt for too long, who ever is doing this needs to be stopped and at least jailed or given therapy" JR stated firmly
"Well it looks like we start going shopping for my new young sister. I do hope you dont end up needing diaper's though"
"Very funny Sis " but the thought did worry JR.
to be continued............
Without a Trace - Part 8
"So JR after that little chat you still want to go ahead with this?"
"Yes Sis it needs to be done too many have been hurt for too long, whoever is doing this needs to be stopped and at least jailed or given therapy" JR stated firmly "Well it looks like we start going shopping for my new young sister. I do hope you don’t end up needing diaper's though"
"Very funny Sis” but the thought did worry JR.
JR followed after the two women and noticed they headed for the unmarked cruiser that was parked by the entrance of the hospital. The two police women settled into the front seats and JR settled into the back seat. His sister smiled as she pulled out into traffic and looked at her partner and exchanged a barely perceptible nod to each other. Joanie was determined to enjoy this part of the proceedings. She always wished that JR was more of a sister than brother and what had come out was enough to please her. Her partner was a little surprised at how well Joanie was taking this, to her it would be a shock but she was an only child.
Thank fully the drive was a short one as they pulled into a rather upper class mall and Joanie went round to let JR out of the back.
“JR I need to ask you again are you sure that you really want to go through with this, it could be pretty damned dangerous?” Joanie let her concerns show in her face.
Jan looked over at the teenage boy and saw that there was a mark of determination on his face. She nudged her partner in the ribs as an unvoiced comment to let it drop. The three of them entered the mall and Jan was on her cell phone to her captain as she talked she noted down a set of numbers and then smiled. She handed the paper to Joanie and she smiled also as the last figure was a monetary value and there was also what appeared to be a badge number.
“Jon I don’t know how to say this but it seems that the Chief has decided after mom called him that you are joining the force” Joanie’s voice was filled with joy, “once we are done here you are to be sworn in.”
“What?” JR was surprised at this development and looked at Jan for confirmation. The female detective nodded and added her smile to his sisters and a gentle touch to his shoulder. The three of them entered one of the larger teen fashion stores in the mall and approached a sales assistant and pointed at the piece of paper. The assistant called a manager and the older woman nodded and lead the three to a private room.
This was a very upper class establishment and the manager saw to it that the three of them were settled. She then turned to JR and her smile became easier and she looked at his clothes closely.
“Dear what do I call you? I am Grace” Her voice was gentle.
“Please call me JR Ms Grace” JR replied.
The older woman frowned slightly and made a comment over young ladies not using proper names now days. JR had to laugh at the comment, he gently explained to Grace he was actually a Tran’s gendered person and Jonathon was his birth name. Grace did a double take and then smiled and nodded and took in his current looks and shook her head.
She pulled out a hand held organiser and started pressing keys as she seemed to flick through pages on an electronic catalogue. As the time passed there was a knock on the rooms’ door and two young sales assistants entered their arms full of clothes. They hung them up on a clothes rack and left with a gentle smile. Grace looked at JR and motioned him over to a pedestal near the rack and to help him get undressed. JR tried to resist the offers but Grace was a little insistent and JR allowed her to help. He was hardly shy but the matter of fact way Grace viewed his body and measurements and standing there in a pair of male underwear and no top seemed not to meet Graces expectations.
Grace made a quick call on the PDA she held and a sales assistant ran in with a set of teenaged lingerie. Grace helped him on with the training bra and handed him a robe that came down past his knees so he could change his panties. Once that was done she then helped him pick out a set of dresses for every day wear, then onto gym clothes and other things that was needed. Slowly the pile of selected clothes grew and the sales assistants walked in and out of the room with ever growing piles of clothing. The three of them looked at the pile and was shocked at just how much there were amassing.
After an hour had passed there was a huge pile of bags and Grace held out the blazer of the school uniform that JR was now wearing and the skirt felt rather strange around her knees. The knee socks were a pristine white and the uniform jumper and blouse made her appear as though she was under the age of fifteen. Grace clucked at the state of JR’s hair and gently teased the strands out to settle the style a bit easier. She then pulled out a pair of tweezers and teased a few stray hairs from the eyebrows and smiled at the effect. The three left the fitting room and walked out to the cruiser. The last of the bags were settled into the trunk and the lid closed and Joanie opened the rear door for JR and made sure he was buckled in.
JR felt slightly intimidated by how old his sister appeared to him dressed the way he was now. He could not help but feel younger than his years and the school uniform seemed to extenuate that image. Also it seemed that the attitude of both Joanie and Jan had changed towards him and they seemed more patronising but also protective. It was as if the clothing he wore defined his position and the girls were reinforcing it. They pulled out again into traffic but only after a short while Joanie pulled the care into the parking lot of a toy store and dived out with her purse and rushed in.
She came out a few minutes later carrying a hello kitty back pack and stuffed toy and opening the back door handed them to JR. He looked a little confused but Joanie mouthed it will help and he relaxed after a short while they reached police headquarters and this time Jan let JR out of the back of the cruiser. As they approached the imposing doors of the building there seemed to be rather a large amount of uniformed officers waiting on the steps. When they saw JR and the girls they without any command being given lined up to create an honour guard. Little did the trio know that the chief had arranged this as she felt it was the best welcome she could give to the newest addition to the roll of undercover detectives.
The three entered the lobby and JR saw his mom there with a woman dressed in a rather imposing business suit. Her face though was warmed by a gentle smile as she waited once they reached her she motioned them to join her in a large auditorium. They entered and there was a sea of blue uniforms in all the seats and at the front rows were a lot of police officers with rank markings including Joanie and Jan’s captain. As JR walked onto the stage a quiet seemed to settle as if they were all expecting something to happen.
The chief opened a briefing explaining the disappearances that had plagued the town, the older officers put in interjections about cases they remembered also. From what was buzzing around the room this had gone on for a while. A retired officer stood up and approached the stage and waited in front of the chief.
“Chief I don’t know what can be done, whatever happens at the hall stole my son away from me I got left with caring for a girl with the mind of a baby and the body of a hooker” there were tears in his eyes as he spoke.
The chief after that interruption looked up at the assembled officers and brass and there was a hard glint of steel in her eyes. She went on to explain a specialist task force was being set up and the members of the team were on the stage with her. She went on about how all officers were needed to work with this task force and to give them all assistance when needed. There was the sound of officers agreeing to what was laid out. JR looked at the assembled group and he wondered what he had let himself in for but he knew it was something that he had to do for himself.
After the chief had finished she started to introduce the team the officers nodded as Joanie and Jan were introduced and raised an eyebrow as JR’s mom was added to the team. There was a short break as JR hid behind his sister wondering how he was going to be accepted by the officers. As the chief mentioned JR’s full name Joanie stood to the side and there seemed to a dropping of temperature.
“Bloody hell it’s a kid, what the heck can she do”
The chief looked around to find the ones who spoke and cleared her throat and glared.
“Ladies and gentlemen let me introduce the newest member of the team this is detective Kylie Roberts, and I have the honour of swearing her in” She went on to officially swear JR in and he wondered where this would lead. The chief went on to explain a completely fictitious set of events that had lead to JR being promoted to detective. Once she had finished the wind had changed and the group of officers gave the team a standing ovation.
To be continued..........
Part nine operation flytrap
Without a trace part 9:operation flytrap:
JR waited until his mother had managed to get through the crowds of officers that surrounded him as he came off the podium. He wondered how he would be able to live up to the expectations that the police officers seemed to have of him. The chief seemed to feel that he was the saving grace of breaking this case of the disappearances around the community. He found that although he was dressed in a school uniform he wasn't that self conscious and the feeling of the skirt of the uniform dress was gentle against his knees. There was a feeling of freedom for him as he settled into the appearance of his own soul and Kylie came more to the forefront of feelings.
The chief watched as JR stepped down from the podium and noticed how easily he had taken on the role and appearance of a teen aged girl and the ease that he stepped down. In her mind no one could mistake him for anything other than a girl. The appearance that was shown to the outside world was that of a girl just coming into the first bloom of womanhood. The chief had visions of it being her own daughter stood there and she smiled as she had fond memories of the now Gothic styled young woman. Jan stood close to JR's shoulder just in case the crowd of officers were overwhelming for the newest recruit. As she looked over the young man/woman she could see no sign of any fear on his her face. In fact there seemed to be a serenity as JR looked around and took in the faces surrounding them.
Suddenly there came a shout from the back of the group and a young female police officer leapt forward over the crowd and bowled JR over. The young woman had her face marred by a look of sheer hatred and JR seemed to curl up in a protective manner. Then suddenly without warning he struck out a fist and connected squarely with the jaw of the officer knocking her flat onto the ground. Jan and his sister looked on with a look of shock at how quickly he had reacted to protect himself from attack and wondered where he had learned martial arts. There were a few things he did keep from his family and the one was the bullying he had suffered at the hands of others in school so during gym he has learned karate. He was glad that he had as he had been able to pull his punches and he knew that the damage he had inflicted would be very minimal.
A crowd formed around the fallen officer and the chief looked at JR in a new light and with a renewed respect not only was this young man so passable but also so able to look after himself. She vowed that if he succeeded in operation flytrap he would be taken on by the force. The officer started to come back around and her attitude was totally different. She was apologetic about the sudden madness that seemed to come over her. JR seemed to see the change in her and he was gentle as he leaned down to help her to her feet and his strength seemed to shock his family and the chief as he almost lifted the woman to her feet. He wasn't out to prove how strong he was or anything but only reacted naturally. As the crowd after that attack thinned JR thought it was the best time to make his escape from the group and to collect his thoughts and he also felt Kylie was starting to take over a bit as he stood there.
He stepped out of the briefing hall and found a quiet spot and slowed his breathing to calm himself down. He went into himself to examine his feelings over his identity etc. he could feel Kylie poking at the edges of his thoughts and he wondered if this duality was the early signs of a developing insanity. He cursed the fact that his intelligence seemed to force him to examine everything; there was the feeling in him that over time he had to let Kylie take over but he worried how his family would feel if he did. His sister found him after ten minutes of searching and as he looked into her face she saw the conflict raging in him. Without a word she enveloped him in a close hug something she hadn't done since he was ten years old. She was starting to worry that she had pushed things to hard and that he wasn't ready to get involved in the investigation. She gently led him from the corner he had hid himself in brought him to where his mother and Jan had just stopped looking for him.
“JR what happened?” His mother asked a shrill not of worry in her voice.
“Nothing mom don't worry please” He almost pleaded.
His mother looking at him was close to the point that she was going to tell him and his sister to drop his involvement in the case and then she remembered how insistent he was. She looked at JR and his sister and after holding a mental dialogue with herself agreed that he should be included. As a psychologist though she was worried that she could lose her son and new found daughter as she recognized the duality in his head. Slowly she heard curses from under JR's breath and she looked closely at her son and his face relaxed as she was starting again to worry JR looked straight into her eyes and smiled.
“Mom you can keep the padded room there is someone I would like you to meet” His voice was gentle and feminine....
“Hi Mom we never really met I kind of hid away behind my big brother, I'm Kylie and I would murder for a coke” the last was said with an impish grin and the three women could not help but laugh.
The four headed out of the headquarters and JR and his mother got into her SUV and they set off without saying much. Both lost very much in their own thoughts one in conflict with herself over the best way now to approach this medically and one wondering if he will lose part of himself. The drive was a quiet one when they pulled into the parking lot of a local play ground settling the SUV into park Mrs. Roberts looked at her new found daughter. There was a deep relaxation to the face that had been missing for a long time.
“Kylie?...” Mrs. Roberts looked at the small form in the passenger seat and could see the feminine movements that came naturally as she thought on how her son always reacted and these were markers to her.
“Yes mom?” the replying voice was soft and gentle and the small tongue flicked over the lips.
“Honey are you sure that this is what you want to do?”
“Mom we can’t allow these people to keep on with what they are doing ruining a life is totally wrong and same as you mom we have to do whatever we can.”
Operation flytrap will be continued……..
Without a trace part 10: operation flytrap continued....
Whilst Mom and kylie talked Jan and her partner were talking to the young female officer. They gently probed for the reasons why she had tried to attack the young girl.
“Now sally you aren’t in trouble not really but we do need to know what’s happened” Joanne was gently saying. The young officer looked up and the confusion was apparent to the two detectives. They changed their tone to a gentler one and then Jan noticed a small radio set inserted into the Officers left ear skin toned and very hard to notice. She nudged her partner and then gently using her thumb and fore finger removed it.
The change on the young officer’s face was surprising and something that Jan was now expecting. She could hear a voice repeating a phrase over and over again and she quickly wrapped the small implement in paper to muffle the sound.
“Detectives what’s happened why am I here?” The young officer asked her voice gentle.
“Officer you aren’t in trouble but we do need some information” Joanne gently probed.
The officer without a word pulled over a sheet of statement blanks and looking around the room and not saying a word started to write. She ignored any questions the two detectives were trying to ask and continued writing seeming to be going on automatic. She filled one side of the page then starting a new sheet carried on hardly noticing anything. Two Styrofoam cups of coffee were left cooling on the desk but the clock ticked by minute by minute for two hours straight the detectives watched the officer write when she finished the young woman slumped over the desk in tears.
“please Detectives read that before you decide what you do its all come back to me and apologise to that girl I tried to hurt”
“Sally we appreciate that there is something going on and we will need to ask you questions and we are going to have to place you in custedy but not arrest.” Joanne replied as a sergeant came into the interview room and took Sally away.
Jan turned over the pile of papers on the interview room desk and looked at her partner and motioned with her head for them to head to their desks. Throughout the walk through headquarters both said nothing submerged in their own thoughts when they reached their desks. As Jan watched her partner sit down she went to the photocopier and copied all the pages of the statement. Returning she handed over a set of copies to her partner and then sat down to start reading.
This is the statement of Sally Kelvin she read; ten years ago I was an average student at a school in the town looking to join the police. I knew that my scores would be too low to progress into my chosen career. Two years into college I was approached by a strange woman dressed in black and she offered to help me gain my chosen career. I was indoctrinated into a group of women who were working on some project. There was a lot of secrecy about what they were doing and only after many months were over was I brought into the project.
The statement continued the two detectives reading it shaking their heads over the information all that was coming through was pointing to a major group. As the two of them continued to go over the files a woman walked into the crew room and straight to their desks. Her face was drawn into a harsh mask and her clothing was a severe business suit, she flashed a badge at the two detectives but before she could put it away Jan grabbed her hand. Jan looked at it closely and frowned at the markings on the badge.
“So what has homeland security have to do with this case, Miss Dickens?” Jan almost growled.
“That detective is on a need to know basis and to be honest you don’t need to know!”
“Listen Lady I doubt Miss Dickens is your true name and HS don’t do house calls to precincts”
The woman in the black business suit went white as she saw the fury in the pair of detective’s faces and stepped back. She made placating gestures and almost seemed to back into a wall and tried to make herself a small target. Just then the chief walked into the office and saw the woman cowering and Jan about to stand up, she cleared her throat and nodded and Jan sat back down. The chief looked pointedly at this intruder and reached for her cuffs on her belt. With a quick motion she applied them then brought the woman to a chair at the desk and turned to the two and nodded and left.
Joanie looked at the now handcuffed woman and chewed at her lip in thought as she looked between her and the statement. The woman was getting uncomfortable with her arms pinned behind her and sitting on the hard chair and her eyes were starting to show fear. Joanie looked as though she could chew nails and spit fire at that point she was still worrying about her younger brother being put in the firing line as it were. Jan could sense her partner’s worries and she decided that she would take the lead in questioning this woman who the chief had basically arrested without the Miranda and decided to take care of that little nicety first.
Across town JR and his mom were sat talking in the hospital cafe as this was where they both thought would be the most neutral for Mrs Richards to meet her daughter. She looked at her feminised son and could understand that this was the best route for him to take. The way he sat and interacted was naturally female, the school uniform made him appear as though he was 12 years old not eighteen. They sat and talked for a good while and Mrs Richards learned more about her young daughter. She learned more why Kylie felt she needed to help others and put herself in danger.
“Mommy to be honest it’s because daddy was never around and you always said he never put himself out for others.” Kylie explained.
“But dear one this could ruin you if what happened to Jamie is anything to go with.”
“Mommy I can try my best to deal with what is thrown at me and am sure Joanie will always watch my back”
Mrs Richards nodded knowing that it wasn’t just Joanie but the whole department that would keep an eye on their new angel. From what the chief had said anyone found lacking in energy and forward planning would find themselves relegated to checking parking tickets. This did ease her mind slightly and she wondered if that small pistol would be used by her child. That was something that panicked her slightly, and then she remembered how her child had looked at the weapon and then worried if it would be used against JR. As they continued to talk a uniformed officer approached the two and with a gentle whisper put a bracelet around JR’s wrist then held up a flat tablet type computer that showed a satellite map with the hospital outlined.
With that the officer left but did tell Mrs Richards to pick up a smaller version of the tracker from HQ and each member of the task force would have one. This eased her mind and also JR/Kylie’s mind was eased by it as well. She looked at the bracelet and smiled when she saw hello kitty in the middle of it. S/he wondered if this had been planned for a while and by the looks of it the police department was trying their last planned effort. They settled down again to talk and the two considered the best way to approach how to get the hall’s attention.......
Without a trace part 11 … The Monsters loose
On the outskirts of the city at Rogers Hall Dr Eva Delving sat behind her desk looking at a bank of monitors. Her face drawn in its permanent scowl, Miss Francis stood behind her looking at the monitors showing the wing where their victims/subjects were housed. The two of them were looking at one feed in particular and Eva was almost growling.
“Well Danine seems this one is a lot tougher to break?” Eva pointed at the screen.
The subject of their discussion was sat in the middle of what they called the induction room with his arms crossed against his chest. His eyes were flint grey and were staring straight at the camera and usually by this time the inductees were covered in their own waste. Each time this particular subject needed to void he had enough presence even when hooded to find a corner and take care of his needs. This annoyed Eva it was her job to break down subjects, she looked at the file on her desk marked with red security warnings. It was titled “Project Aquarius” the opening date was Jan 13th 1968, the files listed all that was to be done and the reasons why.
In the induction room Robert Grantham sat in the blue corner of the room and sat and stared. His stomach was talking to him but he was ignoring the fact. He was also counting in his head calculating how long it had been in this room and seeming hell hole. He reached three thousand and then got down and started doing push-ups after one hundred of them moved to crunches. Half way through this the nurse figure entered again and stood by the door and sneered. Robert ignored it and continued to exercise. He was working to keep his mind and body focused by his reckoning it had been five days here.
“well little one ready to give up now?” the nurse asked.
“I am not your little one I know you kept me fed and hydrated whilst I was hooded, but I will tell you whatever you plan I won't make it easy.” his voice was like water over gravel as he talked pausing for breath as he exercised.
The nurse laughed and taunted him saying what could a baby girl do to stop what will happen. As she talked the loop of messages seemed to get louder and Robert shook his head and smiled. The smile was almost feral as it spread across his face and a hunger reached his eyes. He thought to himself well baby girl is it we will see what they can do. He loved a challenge and this sounded right up his street. As the nurse left he stopped exercising and sat down in the middle of the room and cast his mind back. He remembered a week ago going out from his apartment to do his usual run and stop at the chess tables to take on some of the players in the park. As he had entered the park a mugger had attracted his attention and he has stepped over and restrained the thief until the park patrol could get there. Then he was further into the park and someone had applied some form of knock-out gas and he had found himself coming to in this place.
Five minutes passed as he thought and he started using some of his exercises to keep his mind focused. He looked fourteen but was actually twenty five and followed the paths of martial arts and had done for many years. Looking up he noticed something out of place and he smiled and he slowly stood up and looked at the door. It stood ajar and he wondered if the powers that be were testing his reactions. He considered the possible inclinations of those that ran this hell hole the smell of baby powder and perfume invaded his nostrils.
The smells seemed to be conflicting to him as to what was going on in this place as he stood by the door listening he heard the sounds of some one or something giggling and his curiosity was piqued. He decided to return back to the middle of the room and sat down again and again his thoughts went inward again. His smile broadened as he went deeper inside as he sank deeper inside his mind seemed to split and he started a conversation with himself. His argument was on his safety and what was going on around him and his survivability in this situation. He really considered that he was on a losing streak and any moves he would make are in the negative.
Just then a head was poked around the door and a young girl stood there with her finger to her lips. She nodded her head for Robert to join her and to be as quiet as possible. He walked to the door and cautiously poked his head around just as he did there was the sound of harsh laughter. There was the sensation of something pricking his neck and darkness took him again. As he blacked out he heard the girl laugh evilly.
“she will make a lovely dolly aunty Eva”
“patience she has to be conditioned yet and well one this strong will make a good price” Eva replied her voice harsh.
She returned to her office and smiled at the file still on her desk and another file that was just figures. The project had been originally for the CIA started by a doctor released from custody in the 1950's for Nazi war crimes. The project was originally for counter insurgency and getting information from them but had become perverted into a method of making sex slaves for certain rich clients. The failures were put back into the city, Eva had joined the project whilst it was still under the CIA and when they pulled the funding she had carried on her predecessors perversions....
As Joanie heard the history of this place her blood began to boil and she was scared that she was going to lose control. Jan read her partners emotions and quickly pulled her out of the office and out of HQ. The chief watched her two main detectives leave the office and she walked back into the office and looked at the woman sat still handcuffed.
“Well my dear I see you have just been grilled by two of my best” She said gently. Although her voice was gentle their was a hint of steel in it as she talked. She looked at the now dishevelled business suit and scared expression on her face as she looked up at the chief.
Across town in the hospital cafeteria JR/Kylie was still talking with he/r mother and planning actions that would bring he/r to the attention of the criminals behind what had been happening. Mrs Richards looked at her child and knew there was really only one thing they could do.
“Kylie I think that we need to look at putting you back into a school near to the hall but the only one is Roger's academy”
“Good thing this uniform is close to theirs mommy” Kylie smiled and blushed. She looked at the badge around her teddy bear and looked at her mother.
“I guess I best get used to wearing Bratz clothes when not in school I think mommy” With that they both laughed and left to return to HQ and fill in the task force on what they had been planning.
Joanie looked at her partner as she drew angrily on the cigarette and started to pace the steps in front of the police HQ. Jan let her work out her anger and get herself back under control as the minutes ticked away. Joanie ground out the stub under her foot as she turned to face the street a black van pulled up outside of the HQ and a body was thrown out of it. The two detectives rushed down the steps followed by four officers. The officers hailed a patrol car and pointed at the van speeding away.
Joanie and Jan looked at the body and they noticed there was still movement in the chest and they checked over the form. When they were sure there was no injuries they lifted the head to look at the delivery. Robert opened his eyes and looked at two women and he started to scream, his voice was becoming hoarse with the volume. Gently Joanie worked to calm down the creaming victim and for the first time noticed what it was wearing. They were clothed in what could only be described as a teenage sized baby bunting holding the legs bound.
Robert realised some thing was different and his mental conditioning took over and his screaming started to ease. He looked and saw above him instead of the ceiling of the place where he had been he saw open sky. He looked at the two women and he saw they were dressed in street clothes not in nurses uniforms and he finally worked out he was away from those women that had been robbing him of his will and body. His work with martial arts brought him back to himself with a perceptible
shift.
“wh....wher.....where am I?” he managed to stumble out.
To be continued in part 12
Robert realised some thing was different and his mental conditioning took over and his screaming started to ease. He looked and saw above him instead of the ceiling of the place where he had been, he saw open sky. He looked at the two women and he saw they were dressed in street clothes not in nurses uniforms and he finally worked out he was away from those women that had been robbing him of his will and body. His work with martial arts brought him back to himself with a perceptible
shift.
“wh....wher.....where am I?” he managed to stumble out.
Now the story continues...
The two detectives upon hearing their package delivery speaking what was obviously an adult tone decided to try and help him out of the restrictive garments he was dressed in. The fastenings although appearing to of a standard nature Proved to be particularly difficult to release. With a soft growl Jan removed from her purse an item that I can assure you most women do not carry in their purse and it resembled a pair of pliers and was Army knife combined. Using the knife blade she located a seam and release a quick clinical movement separated the two sides of the fabric. Joanie Watched her partner and then with a slightly surprised look on her face helped the young man out of his bindings.
Under the bunting the only thing the man was dressed in was a clean adult disposable diaper and the two detectives took him back into the HQ. Fitting him out with a set of exercise sweats they settled into the interview room and got themselves comfortable. Robert looked at the two women and noticed their badges and as they sat in silence a young girl peered around the door. He saw that she was dressed in a rather preppy school uniform and a smile on her face.
“Sis mom needs to see you in the office once you have finished here” Kylie told her older sister.
“ okay Kylie, now Sir we do not know your name but I am detective Roberts" Joanie introduced herself.
Robert looked at the two police officers and frown crossing his face, he took a deep breath through his nose and noticed that the smells that had assailed him for over three weeks were missing. He also strained his hearing and all it could hear was the usual bustle of the Metropolitan police headquarters. As they sat in silence for a few minutes a male police officer entered the interview room and laid a dossier of papers on the desk in front of the two detectives. Jan opened the manila folder and was looking at the information in the face of a man sat across from.
"Well Joanie, it seems we have a little bit of a pickle." Jan said with soft voice. She pushed the folder over to her partner and left her finger marking the name and nodded. Joanie raised her eyebrows at the information held on the sheet of paper in front of her, without saying a word she turned the folder around and placed it in front of Robert.
At the observation window Kylie and her mum were watching the interchange in the interview room. Mrs Roberts looked at her new daughter and then at the window leading through into the interview room and saw and heard the interchange although one-sided. When Joanie turned to the folder around and Showed the person they were interviewing she pursed her lips wondering exactly what was held in a folder. Kylie also watched wondered just who this person was and why it seemed the information on that piece of paper halted the interview mid flow. Without another thought and holding her teddy bear by a paw and ignoring the red light above the interview room door entered the room. She walked behind the man sat facing her sister and with a slightly cheeky grin looked over his shoulder.
"Oh my God!" Kylie couldn't help herself as she saw just exactly what was listed.
Kylie read the information, and head jaw dropped. Sat facing her sister was someone that even she would respect. Robert Grantham also known as agent Grantham was from the Central intelligence agency, he was a specialist in locating targets who had gone missing. Although he was 24 he had done for years with the Navy Seals and was recruited from them for the CIA. So far on the file he had been responsible in the year that he had worked for the agency in bringing three kidnapping rings to justice. His looks made it possible for people to under estimate him and his capabilities, he held a second dan black belt. He had also trained and maintained a level of fitness that would have shamed at the Olympic athlete.
Robert looked up at the exclamation turning his head and he saw the schoolgirl that had delivered the message at the start of the interview. He examined her face and there was a maturity about her eyes that took him back. Being slightly old-fashioned he stood and offered his hand and introduction.
"Miss, I am Robert Grantham as you have just read I am in law enforcement." He introduced himself.
"Agent Grantham, I am detective Kylie Roberts, Joanie is my sister and that his her partner Jan." Kylie replied.
Robert sat back down and relaxed, he looked at the three women and with a slightly sardonic smile motioned for them to sit. Kylie peaked her head back into the main office where her mother was still stood and with a smile reached to the desk just by the door and picked up a folder. She then re-entered the interview room and sat down placing this thick folder in front of Robert. Robert without waiting to be invited to started reading through the information. As he read through all the data that was held in this folder he started to grind his teeth, half way through he stood up and walked to a blank wall. Without any word of warning he went on to the balls of his feet and launched a kick at the breeze block wall of the interview room.
After doing that he sat back down and his face was calmer, he seemed more in control of himself after that brief outburst. This person was completely different from who had just been picked up from outside headquarters and the two detectives who had brought him in watched closely. Robert settled back down and continued to read, without saying a word Kylie placed a pen and pad of paper next to Robert's right-hand. Robert started to trace out copious amounts of nights going back over information that he was unsure of. After 10 minutes of this he stood and stretched and seemed to come back into the room from form of trance.
"Well ladies it seems that we do have a very large problem on our hands, the question is are you ready to deal with it" Robert looked at all three in turn.
"Agent Grantham I can assure you we are well prepared to deal with this threat" Joanie replied a hint of steel in her voice.
"Detective Roberts there were sure you feel that you are well prepared, but I have actually in at the hands of these shall we say scientists."
"I wouldn't go as far as to call them scientists more like a pervert's" Jan growled and closed both files with a thump.
Robert then started to explain exactly what had happened to him, he lightly touched on some conditioning techniques they used and also described what he remembered. The three listened as he continued, Kylie taking a deep interest in what was said. When he started to elaborate further on the conditioning tools used by those of the Hall Mrs Roberts looked at him closely and remained silent. After he finished Kylie went on to explain that she was to be the bait to try and trap those responsible for the disappearance of young people in the city. Robert looked at this slip of a girl and wondered if she was up to the task in hand, she looked soft as if the only thing she ever had to worry about was hang nail.
Kylie could tell that this agent was concerned that she was putting himself in harm's way and also would not survive any encounter. She placed the teddy bear on the table in the interview room, took off the school blazer she was wearing and without a word started doing push-ups in front of table. Robert watched this happen and wondered what the hell she was up to, Kylie was counting out after three minutes she reached a count of 120 push-ups and was not even out of breath. She then stood up and really and adjusted her hair and rolled up the sleeves of the blouse.
"Well Mister agent you can see the tiny and what you might call a physical jerk, there are a few other things you need to know" Kylie said with a smile.
"Well miss schoolgirl," Robert almost purred, "you may be able to do a humongous amount of push-ups but when it comes down to getting down and fighting dirty, can you do that?"
Kylie felt that this particular agent was challenging and she wasn't one to back down from challenge. Going to a clear space in the interview room and standing in a relaxed stance on the soft play mat that was there, she took up the ready stance her hands relaxed in front of her ready to defend. Robert seven going to take a ready stance facing her, and without warning launched a blow towards her head. Kylie deflected it easily all the while smiling as she did so, she then returned to the ready stance and waited. Robert was slightly impressed, he had not telegraphed the move will given her any indication on the direction the blow was to come from.
After a few seconds rest Robert started to launch into a complex set of blows, each time he went to punch or kick he was blocked. He decided to step up the pace a slight amount and increased pace of his blows and kicks. Each time he did say he was blocked, this girl wasn't even breathing heavily so again increased pace. Kylie matched him move for move, and as he started to react to the exertion she started to launch her attacks. She was then the one in control, and she increases pace her hands and feet were moving so quickly and so precisely that Robert was finding it hard to block attacks.
They continued this way for a further 10 minutes, Kylie only stopped when she could see that her opponent was getting increasingly tired. She ceased her attacks, and was breathing heavily and she bowed deeply. Robert returned the gesture and concentrated on getting his breathing under control. They then returned to the office and sitting around the conference table started to plan their attack and roles. Robert was shown the tracker that Kylie now wore under the range of monitoring equipment that were available to the team. He agreed that Kylie needed somehow to either be inserted into the group of the Hall or to be made a visible target.
The story continues in chapter 13.......
Without a trace part 13....
Battle lines
Across the city from where the now complete investigation team was sitting drawing up their battle plan, Doctor Eva Delving sat watching the tapes from the close circuit television. She had seen her two minions take that recalcitrant boy dressing him as though he was a newborn and put him in the back of the centres and Mark White Van. She smiled as they had followed her instructions to the letter and now possibly with the hypnotic suggestions that she had implanted in their latest victim's mind reading the police a stray.
There was a way to looking at the door of her office and she waited a suitably imposing amount of time before allowing whoever was there to enter. In walked a rather imposing tall woman dressed in surgical scrubs, this woman bowed to Doctor Eva and waited for permission to sit. The doctor motioned with a vague wave of her hand on the woman sat facing her. The doctor continued her examination of the CCTV footage using the time to make visitors feel uncomfortable.
Sarah Jackson the woman in the surgical scrubs regretted the day that she met Eva delving. The woman had taken over her life and perverted her desire to assist those who through illness or other factors were not able to lead the life they wanted to. Eva delving held the fact that the Hall had paid for Sarah's medical training, even to the point of funding her surgical training also. After she had qualified Sarah had been forced to join the girls is Eva put it, there had been a steady progression of boys that had fallen victim to what Eva was doing.
Even watched her tame surgeon closely, she knew that the woman was having difficulty with what they were doing. In fact Sarah had refused to perform the last set of operations on one of their latest victims and been placed in solitary confinement. Eva thought after two weeks of being solitary confinement that Sarah spirit would be broken. And in fact to all outward appearances, this was the truth. Sarah had become compliant and submissive and even a raised voice was enough to make a once proud surgeon cower. Eva closed the files in front of her and looked up, her eyes and face were dispassionate and her smile was almost feral. Sarah thinking on saw her smile and knew her time was short, this group of people would not allow any witnesses, any credible witnesses to survive.
Eva sat looking at her tame surgeon, tapping the file that sat in front of her she considered her options. She could terminate terminate the doctor, regress her, have her tongue removed, hypnotise him into being a willing sex slave or try and convert her to the cause. She looked closely at Sarah and could see the final two options were not truly available, she was thinking along the lines of regressing her and throwing her onto the streets. Sarah could almost hear the wheels turning as this twisted woman was considering her options, there was the problem that she knew just too much and also knew the names of the primary behind this depraved practice. Before Eva could react, Sarah knew that she should act and without a word bolted the door. Eva looked up on hearing the bolt slide home, a look of surprise on her face.
Eva could not believe her tame little rabbit Sarah was going to stand up to her, she licked her lips in anticipation whatever she decided to do was going to be made more fun by this current action. There was just a few things missing from Eva's files on Sarah and that was done deliberately by Sarah herself. Without a second thought the doctor pulled a very small syringe and leaning across Eva inserted a very fine needle into the artery that point of the neck. Sarah was not out to kill Eva, she just needed her unconscious to give Sarah the time to escape. She counted the seconds and the woman that was the bane of her life slipped into unconsciousness. Sarah wasted no time she unlocked the door, and made her way towards the main entry level.
No one challenged her as she walked through the corridors and out towards freedom, she didn't even bother to collect her car. She continued walking towards the centre of the city all the time she was fully expecting pursuit or assault. Half an hour passed with her walking and was still no sign of anyone seeking her. She stopped in front of the Gen Hospital on looked at its modern facade and seated himself on the bench facing the building.
Back at headquarters in the task force offices things were beginning to quiet down slightly and Mrs Richards decided it was time that she headed back to the hospital to check on some of her patients. She drove through the city and parking in her usual spot looked up, settlement with interesting front of the main entrance was a woman dressed in surgical scrubs. Her appearance was dishevelled as if she'd been crying, being the good psychologist Mrs Richards decided that she must see what was causing this young doctor such distress. With a motherly instinct hunger by years of looking after both a teenage daughter and a newly acquired daughter she knew something was seriously wrong.
Sarah looked up at hearing someone clearing their throat straight into the eyes of woman in a relaxed business suit. The face that looked down at her was gentle and open but also had a professional detachment, Sarah found herself warming to this woman even before words were spoken. Mrs Richards sat herself down next to the young surgeon and without asking permission break a gentle arm across her shoulders and pulled her into an embrace. Tears of frustration for Sarah came bubbling up to the surface and without a word of warning tears coursed down her face.
"What the devil is wrong with my dear?" Mrs Richards asked gently.
"Ma'am I don't know who you are or how you found me, but I'm sure to tell you the crimes they have committed you will come to hate me" Sarah replied her voice breaking.
"My dear I have hated only a few people in this world, and most of the time they have been for reasons that someone as young as you should or even could never wanted to understand"
With that sentence the floodgates opened, and Sarah without a thought to her dignity and even to her situation break down the sobs wracking her small frame. Mrs Richards waited the words tumbled out of this young woman in incoherent stream, there was one phrase that made her sit up and take notice. This young doctor who really could have overly cleared surgical and medical training less than three years ago was talking the Hall. Mrs Richards didn't want to take her to headquarters, she believed that this woman had some healing of have her own before she was subjected to a barrage questioning that was favoured by her eldest daughter.
Gently Mrs Richards led Sarah into the hospital proper, and quickly talking to the admissions desk found the vacant interns room and saw that she was settled properly. Standing outside of the room Mrs Richards opened up her cell and pulled Jan and Kylie’s numbers up and called them. She told the two of them to make sure that Joanie remained at headquarters and this was between the three of them. After receiving Sarah's promise that she would go nowhere Mrs Richards carried on to her ward and checked on her patients.
Kylie was a little concerned that her mother was keeping secrets from Joanie, and sitting in the passenger seat in the Crown Victoria Jan drove she could see that Jan was also concerned. The two of them said nothing in the drive across the city by concentrating on their own thoughts. They reached the hospital was greeted at the door by Mrs Richards and were led to Sarah’s room. She still did not explain why Joanie was to be kept out of the picture on this particular point in time but Kylie trusted her mother and so did Jan.
Sarah looked up at the door to her room open then in walked Mrs Richards followed by a young schoolgirl and someone who is obviously a police officer. Without waiting Sarah stood up and held by her wrists forward waiting for hand cuffs to be applied. Jan was little put out by this, and she shook her head and waited. Kylie seated herself on the bed placing her ever present teddy bear next to her and opening up her school bag and pulled out a police issue notebook. Jan laughed at the expression on Sarah's face, Kylie also did Saddam pointed to the police badge on her teddy bear's neck.
"Sarah, this is my daughter Kylie and my eldest daughter's partner Jan."
"Ma'am I understand you calling in the police and I will take whatever punishment the courts issue to me." Sarah replied
"Sarah I don't know what you've done, I guess we're here to find out. So we do need you to make a statement." Jan let the questioning gently.
Little could Jan and Kylie realise just what information this abused surgeon held about their target. Sarah started to talk and she went over every small detail that she could remember, about Eva, about clients, about the victim's and about the procedures that she had been forced to perform. Time in that room seemed to pass slowly but Kylie Field sheet upon sheet of her notebook with information, dates, times, money transfers and dates when clients had visited the facility. The two of them visibly blanched at some of the descriptions of what had been done to victims of the Hall. They both decided silently without consulting each other and with their final breaths they would see an end to this perversion.
Kylie looked up at the clock in the room, I was shocked to see that five hours passed and also that she had filled up over half her notebook with information. She snaps the book closed bringing an end to the session of questioning and stood and stretched. Without waiting for an invitation she walked up and hugged Sarah to her closely. She said no words, knowing no words that she had would be used this poor soul's torment. Jan had a hard steel look in her eyes, she pulled out her cell and dialled Joanie's number. She then went on to explain to her partner just what had occurred and how much information they now had. Mrs Richards looking at that time and looking at her daughter, could see that Kylie was emotionally exhausted and she told Jan to tell Joanie that she was taking Kylie home. Now was the time for rest, the time for planning was tomorrow.
To be continued in part 14
Without a trace part 14
The start of the end
The following morning the Roberts family all convened in the kitchen, really a game in her brats pyjamas and her sister just in a set of sweats. The three of them sat looking over the notes Kylie had made the previous afternoon, and were working out correlations of all the data contained within. Kylie has been gentle but merciless in questioning Sarah to gain as much information as possible from her. Her sister knew that if she had been the one in charge of the interrogation she would have pushed it a lot harder and possibly caused their only major witness to stop giving them information.
At city hospital, Sarah was just waking up to her first day away from the Hall. The young candy striper knocked and waited for permission to enter. Sarah gave them permission to enter and the young volunteer placed a breakfast tray on the desk by the window and turned to face Sarah. So was taken aback by the look of hatred on this young woman's face, before she could say anything the young woman walked over just a Sarah was standing up. She then placed her hand firmly on Sarah's chest pushed back her down to the bed.
"I don't know what you're doing here but you have a lot to answer for!" The young woman said her voice harsh.
"Sorry do I know you?" Sarah replied fearful for her safety.
"Do you know me, have you ruined that many lives that faces all are one to you !" The young woman's face was a mass of hatred and and fury.
Sarah looked at the sheer hatred that was aimed towards her, she then realised that this young woman was one of the victim is that had suffered at her hands. The young volunteer stood in a position that allowed her to look down at the scared young surgeon. Sarah could see and understand the reason why this woman would hate her so much, the Hall have probably taken this what would have been a young man and transformed him into this. Part of what would have happened to him would have been her work, and if it was possible at that time she hated herself with such a deep loathing that if you put a gun or knife in her hand she would have terminated her own existence.
Julie Moore looked at this woman, the woman that had taken her from Jack Moore and with the help of others turned him into this. Since he's come back into the community two years ago and placed in the position that she was now in, and the fact that the transformation had completely changed how people reacted to her. Her father when she turned up at home had refused to believe that this person was his former son. His mother had gone completely overboard in "helping" her newly acquired daughter to accept her new gender and place in society. Unfortunately for her her parents belief on a girl's position in society was to do good works and train to be a good wife. She did not know why those who had sought to harm her had released back into an area where she was known, and could also gain some level of support. The biggest problem was when the Hall had transformed her instead of Jack being 22 years old, Julie Moore was only 16 years old. So as well as having to do voluntary work she also had to attend high school again.
Back at the Roberts household the three women after going over all the data they had available started to decide on a course of action. Mrs Roberts called up a school that was listed as the one being nearest the Hall and arranged for her and her 12-year-old daughter to attend an interview with the principle. Surprisingly the principle was free and available to do with the entry-level interview that morning in about an hour's time. Kylie looked at her mother and her sister, she knew what attending this interview would mean. They were now planning to take the fight and subsequent events and fallout directly to the Hall.
An hour later Mrs Roberts and Kylie stood on the steps leading to Jacob's Hall high school, Kylie was not feeling like that grown up at that point and she honestly thought if someone spoke to her she would unfortunately have an infantile accident and embarrass herself. Mrs Roberts looked at her youngest daughter closely and considered the way she was looking and the fact that her body was so slight as she doubted the Kylie herself off as a 12-year-old. Taking Kylie's hand firmly but gently and led her into the main corridor of the school. They approached the door marked office and Mrs Roberts knocked gently and waited for the response to enter.
The secretary looked up as Mrs Roberts entered the room and smiled saying a middle-aged mother was a rather young daughter who appeared to be very much ill at ease. She looked at the girl and wondered how a mother could get the age of her child so wrong. The child's looked no more than 10 years old and definitely not ready for a senior high school, just as she was about to point this out the door to the principals office opened and Graham Smyth peeked his head out of the door.
"You found the office then Mrs Roberts!" He said with a smile, he opened the door fully and motioned for them to join him in his office.
Mrs Roberts led Kylie in with her and settled her daughter on a chair next to where she would sit. Graham seated himself was Mrs Roberts did the same. The two of them exchanged small talk for a few minutes whilst Mrs Roberts searched in her purse for Kylie's permanent record that had been created to ensure that Kylie was not putting in danger. Graham looked over the data held in the file and saw that Kylie's age had for some reason been left blank. Looking at the child he would consider her no older than 10 and picked up the telephone by his right-hand. Ringing through to the junior high school he notified the principle there that he had a possible student that had been assigned for an interview at his office in error. With an apology he led to the two of them across a well manicured sports field towards the junior high school attached to his.
After handing the two of them over a long with the permanent record to the principle there Graham made his excuses and left. Lisa Jackson the principle of the junior high school smiled warmly at her two visitors, and lead them both into the warm confines of her office. She could see the daughter was nervous and in fact was clutching a teddy bear in a death grip. She buzzed her secretary and asked her to take the child to the reading corner in the school library. Once the adults were left alone Lisa quickly read through the permanent record and looked at Mrs Roberts.
"I can see Mrs Roberts that you're very proud of Kylie and that is understandable she is a very cute girl for 10 years old." Lisa said with a smile.
"Please call me Patricia and yes Kylie is very much a mommy's girl and I am proud of her" Mrs Roberts replied.
Lisa looked at the academic record that had been attached to the permanent record and she could see that Kylie seemed to be academically sound, she also noticed the notation from her previous principle that Kylie was strongly is interested in sports gymnastics and athletics being prevalent. This caught her eye as her school was well known for their athletics programs. Looking up she noticed the time at her and Patricia had been talking and decided it was time to collect Kylie and show both her and her mother the classroom. She led Patricia the short distance from the office to the school library and the two women upon entering library saw Kylie with the secretary and the girl was giggling as the secretary read her a nonsense story.
Kylie looked up as seen her mother and realising that the school and in particular these two women meaning the secretary and the principle considered her to be a pre-teen, she realised that this was the role that she would have to play. Jumping up in a rather over played show of delight ran and hugged her mother. Lisa smiled on seeing this and it confirmed that Kylie was a mummy girl. After Patricia had taken one of Kylie's hands, Lisa asked permission and took the spare. Leading Kylie and her mother towards what would be Kylie's home room.
After five minutes walking the sound of children reciting the Pledge of allegiance greeted their ears. Kylie groaned inwardly this was the one thing she hated about junior high school but she realised that to get any results that she would have to play the part perfectly.
Continued in back to school and into the hall.......
Without a trace part 15
this is the last chapter of without a trace, being so it will also be the longest where certain threads that have been pulled will be knitted into the garment.
Back to school and into the hall.......
After five minutes walking the sound of children reciting the Pledge of allegiance greeted their ears. Kylie groaned inwardly this was the one thing she hated about junior high school but she realised that to get any results that she would have to play the part perfectly.
The headmistress waited with both Patricia and Kylie until the oath of allegiance was finished. Kylie spent those few minutes staring at her reflection in the polished floor tiles under her feet. Lisa to Kylie's reactions to the usual ones of a young child starting in an unknown environment. Patricia looked down at Kylie and could read her thoughts going through her head, she gently squeezed her child’s shoulder and Kylie took comfort from that. After the class had finished with the oath of allegiance Lisa gently detached Kylie from her mother's hand.
Miss Grover was the teacher of this particular grade of children, she smiled when a young girl was led into the classroom. An excited murmur settled over the class as they wondered who the new girl was. Lisa led Kylie to the front of the classroom and waited for the students to settle again. Kylie was beginning to feel exceedingly nervous about this particular point and she looked down at the floor. She could not keep the blush from reaching her cheeks and also pulled the teddy bear she was clutching up to hide her face.
"Class it is my pleasure to introduce Kylie Roberts who will be joining the school today." Lisa started
The class chanted their greeting to Kylie, and one young girl who sat at a pair of desks the other seat empty motioned for Kylie to join her. Miss Grover seemed that the child was embarrassed and ensure led her over to the spare Seat. She gently pushed the child down into the seat and motioned for her to place the teddy bear in view at the front of the desk. Kylie looked around and saw that many of the other students had teddy bears and other toys at the front of their desks. Miss Grover believed that having something the children cherished in the school environment kept misbehaviour to a minimum.
Mrs Roberts saw that her new daughter had been settled comfortably into the class she left the school. Climbing into the driver's seat of the SUV she pulled out the tablet PC that was running locator software. The signal from the various items that Kylie was wearing was strong and with that easing her worries she continued her way to the hospital to start her working day. Outside the school a non-descript unmarked patrol vehicle was occupied by Kylie sister and her partner council were both also watching a readout listing Kylie's position.
After a few hours of Kylie going through the motions of the daily routine of a young schoolgirl, Kylie felt herself fighting the frustration of having to dumb down her responses. As the day progressed Kylie felt herself beginning to lose control with the frustration. After lunch recess, she was settling into the home room when one of the other students a young boy that had been introduced to her as Dominic pushed his way past her causing her to stumble over her desk. With the frustration of being an environment that to her was geared to be simplistic overwhelmed her. Also she found herself reacting in a more childlike manner and she lashed out at her protagonist. Dominic ended up in a rather inglorious sprawl looking up at her in shock.
Unfortunately for Kylie Miss Grover chose that time to enter the classroom, Dominic seeing his chance when over to her and with tears in his eyes explained that the new girl had picked on him and no reason. Although Miss Grover would have usually taken what Dominic was saying with a pinch of salt, she was slightly irritated after a meeting with another parent had not gone according to plan. Without thinking she took Kylie by the hand and let her out of the classroom back towards the principal's office. Upon reaching there should placed Kylie the chair facing the principles door and walked in. After a minute or two, she left the office and Kylie was sat waiting for whatever fate befell her.
Five minutes had passed the principle still had not come out to collect Kylie and she was starting to get a little bit worried. Another five minutes passed and Kylie was still waiting outside of the office. Just as she was beginning to think that this was part of the punishment the door opened and a woman that was dressed rather severely in a business suit, her grey hair pulled back into a rather painful looking bun. She smiled a predatory smile down at Kylie and without a word motioned the apparent girl To follow. She led Kylie out of the school and towards a rather unprepossessing grey minivan, strangely the van had painted on its doors the legend child services.
Just across the playing fields Joanie and Jan was watching the entry doors of the school and they saw their teammate being led to the child services van. After running a plate check the confirmed that the vehicle was not owned by child services. And they debated briefly whether to intervene but after being told by control to let events take their path. They started following the vehicle making sure that they kept their distance but also kept the vehicle insight. After a few miles they were joined by a black sedan being driven by the latest member of their team. And they continued to tail the vehicle until it passed the imposing entry gates of the Hall.
Inside the vehicle Kylie was looking out the window's and saw them past the brick pillars of entry gate. She started to feel panicked and reached for the seat belt buckle to try and release herself, pressing down on the red button she found it didn't respond then her panic became more acute. The council thing she realised was that she did not have her teddy bear with her. That increased the feeling of panic, but there was a short moment of clarity and she realised that the charm bracelet she wore also contain a small tracking beacon. The vehicle pulled up in front of the main doors of the Hall and a woman walked round getting out of the driver's seat and opened the side door. She pressed a button on the key fob and the seat belt buckle released. Without saying a word she dragged Kylie from her seat through the doors of the Hall, Kylie centred herself not allowing any sign of panic to show so as not to allow this woman any power over her. Eva smiled when she saw the small sign of defiance in this child she wouldn't normally have done this so soon after a child joining the school but the opportunity was ideal.
One of her regular clients had recently said that they wished to have a 10-year-old girl dependent on diapers and trained to have no limitations on what was done to her. The fact that the school was monitored by the Hall for any possible targets and seeing how this girl had reacted to being pushed, the appealed to Eva's twisted nature. She wanted to break this little madam and would take great pleasure in doing so. Kylie stopped to assess the situation and the woman grabbed hold of her and continued turning her into the dark open maw of the Hall. No matter how the teenager tried to stop the progress towards her future fate the woman proved to be stronger. She was dragged towards the office and Kylie took the time to look around and she was surprised to see how some of the people in the Hall were dressed.
Eva sensed the reluctance in her latest victim and it sent excitement through her, the breaking of this one and her fate appealed to her sadistic sexuality. Kylie could feel the tension in this woman and indeed not bode well for her. The fact that Kylie's new jailer seemed to enjoy the discomfort she was placed under was a warning that things were definitely not planned to be pleasant for Kylie. After Eva signed in at the office Kylie were starting to get to the point where she knew she had to take action.
Just as Kylie decided to make a move on the woman who was in charge of her life at this point, She realised that it was now or never. Just as Eva opened the door into the locked parts of the hall and Kylie saw a young boy being restrained in the hall way in the process of trying to rip off the diaper he was wearing she reached up and grabbed the woman by the throat and used her small weight to bring Eva to the floor. Before the woman could react Kylie placed a nerve pinch at her neck and the evil doctor slumped into unconsciousness.
The boy that was being forced back into a diaper saw this small avenging angel and what she had done and he smiled. As he looked at her he could see that her eyes were a steel grey and her face set in lines of fury. She seemed to move like a goddess and the boy felt his young heart growing and he yelled out as that evil doctor fell to the floor. Taking heart from that he swung a fist at the nurse that was trying to put the offending garment on him, the nurse seeing her boss out cold and this young hellion stood over her baulked and that gave the boy his chance.
Just as that happened Eva’s nephew, niece screamed as she launched herself at Kylie but the young police detective smiled and almost purred and seemed to bat him out of the air straight to the ground. As she did that she wondered where the hell her backup was as she didn’t want to fight her way through the crowds of people and hangers on in this nightmare. She worked her way past the boy and walked down the corridor and stopped at a room looking through the door in shock. On a pink nursery rug was a woman dressed as an infant drooling and rocking and the face was the spitting image of the young doctor the team had interviewed the day before.
Kylie entered the room and looked at this woman and could see the fear and broken spirit there, she reached a gentle small hand forwards but the woman stopped rocking and crawled away from Kylie. This triggered the young detective rage again and without thinking slammed her fist into a wall and cursed at the pain. The other woman stopped crawling away when Kylie cursed and the fear lessened a bit. She turned around and for the first time Kylie could see intelligence in the woman’s eyes and Kylie crouched down to get on her level. The woman returned the gaze and then moved herself until she was resting on her diapered rear.
“You aren’t one of them!” She stated.
“No I am not I am here to put a stop to what they are doing” Kylie replied.
“Then hear my story!” The woman replied.
She started by talking about her sister a young surgeon who had a promising career. How Eva had corrupted her and forced her by turning the woman into this infantile state. The threats had increased over time and the force needed until Rachele as that was her name was forced to hide her intellect. A few days ago her sister had escaped and she had been forced into an almost newborn mental state. By an almost superhuman effort had kept hold f her adult mind by almost splitting her personalities. Just as she was going to continue a nurse walked into the room and Rachele growled.
At the entry way the rest of the team and half the city’s police force were pouring into the building. They made arrests and retrievals as they went but they could not get into the locked sections of the hall. Back in the locked section Kylie after dealing with the nurse was facing a trial, four orderlies were surrounding her and she was fighting for her sanity and her liberty. She retreated to the skills she had learnt in self defence and alot of dirty tricks she also had.
Back at the separating door Robert grinned like a wild beast and looked at the locks, he pulled out a small computer from his pocket and entered a set of codes. He was glad to have alot of his kit back and now things like locks and doors would not stand in his way. To him there was a girl fighting to keep her sanity and out of diapers back there and he was up for a fight against these monsters. The lock popped and smiling Robert motioned for the two detectives and Mrs Richards to precede him into the lair of the beast along with the swat team.
The team went through methodically corridor by corridor, releasing victims and detaining staff as they went. They reached Eva’s office and the evidence retrieval team went into work and some other officers stayed with the arrest and extraction teams to video the operation. It was going like clockwork until they came to another locked door. Joanie looked at Richard and the CIA agent nodded and set to work. Just as he got to the point of triggering the lock there came a thump on the other side of the door.
The door flew open and a large orderly was spread out on the floor, Robert looked at the prone figure and his smile became more feral. He kicked the orderly laying there and stepped over the prone form. As the group entered the corridor behind they had a sight that shocked them. In the middle of a group of groaning adults was stood a young school girl with a predatory smile on her face. Joanie smiled when she saw her kid sister looking like something out of an anime combat movie. Kylie smiled when she saw her sister and the rest of the team in the doorway, the last residents of the hall were stood in the doorways to their rooms. As the victims realised they were now free some cried some cheered.
Epilogue:
Months had passed since the hall had been closed and Kylie was now ell on her way to being a recognised and respected female detective. Her mother worked with the teams set up to find and help the victims of the hall and Eva. So far over the months that had past life returned to routine and the Roberts were pleased in that. At one of Kylies police force medicals it was found she was actually intersexed and surgeries followed and now she is all woman and engaged to agent Robert. Yes this story is a happy ever after.....