The Experiment

Daniel had watched painfully as the plane shot off intot he sky, taking Lily and is father with it, leaving him behind. He knew then, even before that this was how it had to go and that one day soon he would see Lily again. When was the question, when exactly would he see her, and would she even want to see him? He had kept a lot of secrets from her, things he had done before she was around, things that caused a lot of harm and a lot of destruction to those around the planet. he had hoped he could hide these things from her forever, but he figured now was as good a time as any for her to find out what he had done, and that he was just as guilty as Jenkins. The only difference was lily wouldn't remember most of it after this, that serum he had given her assured it. 

If he lists it all of, everything he had done wrong, the list was almost endless, as endless as Jenkins lists of wrongs. Anyone who didn't know him, or didn't know that he had changed when he met Lily, they wouldn't have the mercy to let him live, they would treat him the same as they would Jenkins,  because Jenkins of all people have no right to survive the zombie apocalypse. His list would contain things like his part in creating the Virus that wiped out civilization, otherwise known as contaminate Z, and his part played in the creation of all five Protector generations, including his own. Let's not forget the horrid serum he had developed to block and basically erase all of Lily's memories, even the ones that contained him.   

When Daniel arrived in the small white padded room, he could only sit and stare at the ceiling, mulling over all that he had done. Wondering if this treatment was justified, which to be honest he never thought was wrong, he had done some pretty terrible things. His mind would linger over the way he had watched Sergeant Cantwell torture his girlfriend for information, information he knew she would never give up willingly. yet he had never tried to make him stop, even when he knew the trying was a lost cause. He remember just how easily Lily had trust him, put her life in his hands from the ay they had met. or how she had let him put that stupid, worthless chip in her head just so they could talk when it was lights out, now if he tried to use it he would only get crickets, se didn't know it existed, therefore she couldn't respond. h had hoped he could use for some sort of closer, just to know if she was alive somewhere, but found the idea stupid and dropped it. 

**

Now, three hours since Lily has been gone, and three hours of him sitting in this room, his wounds patched up out of necessity and not because they liked him enough to bother keeping him alive. He wondered if they were going to let him die in here, it might destroy Lily, they assumed she would just give up without him around, but he knew Lily too well to know she would never give up just because he wasn't around anymore. Their assumption was based off the fact that after protectors paired, if one died, the other would just give up on life, stop eating, stop fighting and eventually let death consume them. They weren't like that, they couldn't afford to give up and just let death take them away, he figured that might be why he was still kicking, even now. 

"I will find you; I will always find you" Daniel whispered to himself before falling silent, knowing she wouldn't answer, but praying she might at least hear him, now he was alive, know he did love her, even if he didn't show it as much as he should have.

**

Six hours, six hours he stared at the wall before the door opened, pulling him from his mental abuse towards himself. Six hours of self-loathing and list making, trying to decide if he was going to live or die. Six hours of waiting for the end to come along and take him away from here. Six hours of disappointment.

"Well, well, well, look who is still kicking" Jenkins smiles wickedly at Daniel, letting his dark eyes shine with malice. Daniel, to weak from blood loss to protest, watches helplessly as Jenkins kneels down in front of him and pushes his fingers into the gunshot wound his guard had so happily given him. He lets out a gasp, following by a low groan.