The JJ Brothers

Olivia's POV

I stared at the dimwitted man standing in front of me. Did he just seriously ask me if I was angry with him? I looked down at the hole punctured punching bag lying down in front of me, then back at him. Without answering him, I gave the bag one last kick before grabbing my towel.

"Come on Oli, don't ignore me. Please just talk to me"

"How did you know I was here?"

"This is the only gym that is rarely used"

"You need to stop following me Nathan. I'm very dangerous when I'm deprived and angry"

"Just talk to me Oli. I can help"

"You are the source of my anger Nathan. So get out of my face before I break it"

Stomping away, I grabbed my gym bag and headed into the showers. I took a long shower before heading over to the university. I needed to talk to Melanie. She would have a lot more information about the Cobra's and will willingly tell me. I spotted her coming out of the building, quickly running over to her. She looked relieved to see me.

"I thought they had done something to you, when you didn't show up with Nathan"

"I'm fine. Can I trust you?"

"Always"

"Let's talk somewhere quiet. It's not safe with so many Cobra's around"

She nodded and we headed back inside the building. We found an empty classroom and I searched for bugs. Can never be too careful these days.

"What do you want to know?"

"What have you heard about me?"

"You went into a coma for six or so weeks. That's all I heard"

"Someone wants me dead Mels"

"Do you now who?"

"I have my guess but they've also somehow managed to get me addicted again"

"Shit. How are you feeling right now?"

"I was one minute away from ripping into Nathan this morning. On top of that, I've lost my memories"

"What?"

"Look, Mels, I need you to watch your back. I can't be around you forever. I need to go, we'll talk more tomorrow"

I hugged her tightly and let her return back to her classes. I snuck back out of the building, hoping to god Nathan wouldn't see me. I rang J, hoping he would have some answers for me but he didn't pick up. So I rang again and again, getting more and more worried. He never not answered my calls. I hope to god no one has gotten to him. If they did, they better watch out. I would search the ends of the earth to find him again. If a single hair on his body was touched than not a single soul was safe from my wrath. I pulled my coat closer to my body as the cold winters air started to blow through. A shiver ran through my body and I was no longer cold. Someone was behind me. I didn't dare to look behind me and destroy all the fun I was going to have. A blacked glove went over my mouth and before I could react, I felt the tip of a needle go into my skin. So much for my training. I fell into an uneasy blackness.

When I woke up, I was in a white room, a machine beeping to my side. Groaning, I found a needle in my hand. Freaking out, I quickly ripped it out, heading straight of the door. It opened and a tall man was standing in front of me. I couldn't make out his face, as my eyesight was still quite blurry. He grabbed me, as I turned to run away from him, putting me into a small headlock. Gathering what strength I had, I moved my head back, hearing a satisfying snap, when the back of my head connected with his.

"You bitch, you will pay for that"

A swift fist to the side of the face bought me back into the uneasy darkness.

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My head hurt as I finally regained consciousness. Opening my tired eyes, I frantically searched the room. I was in a living room, tied to a wooden chair. Why does nobody learn? You should never tie anyone to a wooden chair. I spotted a pair of shoes and saw that the tall man from before was standing before me again. I blinked a few times for his face to become clear but I had no idea who the hell he was. His nose was banged making me laugh. He sneered down at me, when he saw that I was finally awake.

"How do you feel?"

"You should've have hit me harder. Where am I?"

"Somewhere far away"

I looked round the room, spotting a long window by the end of the room. I could vaguely see the tops of some black bark tree. This was way to easy, it almost felt like I was being tested again. I looked up at the tall man again and smiled.

"The White Woods, very clever. No one will look for me here"

"How did you no that?"

"You seriously have no idea who I am?"

"Should we?"

"Who are you? What do you guys want with me?"

"Come on Steph we knew you had gone rogue but this show your putting on is little too much"

I stared at him, taking a moment to study his face. He looked at me like we have known each other for a long time. Why was he calling me Steph? I fucking knew this mission was complete bust. I knew Jackson was just looking for a way to kill me off. He never wanted anything to do with Jonathan. He was using the both of us for something a whole lot bigger. But why was I here? Better question, where the hell is here?

"I have no idea what the hell you are talking about"

"What's my name?"

"How should I know your the one who kidnapped me?"

"Fuck"

He lunged forward, pressing another needle into my skin. I blacked out again. When I woke up, I was back in the white room, tied down tot he bed, the machine beeping and pumping god knows what into my system. I felt like shit from being beaten and drugged but it didn't feel like before. This is the way I stayed for two days. No one came into the room and the machine excessively beeped at me. I almost had an argument with it yesterday but figured it was n use yelling at a machine that was probably keeping me alive. It wasn't until the third that I even saw another face, when a bucket of cold water was dumped over my face. Sitting up, I gasped for air. Int he many years of being a secret agent, I have never ever been tortured with water but I have used it to torture others.

"Good morning sunshine"

"What the fuck was that for?"

"You're coming with us"

"Why?"

"Just shut up"

I was too weak from whatever they pumped into my body and front he lack of food and water to even bother fighting the tall man. He placed a blindfold over my eyes, dragging me out of the room. We went outside, the harsh rays of the run, piercing through the blindfold. It was the middle of the day. That's great, I needed a tan anyway. He pulled me into a car and we drove for a couple of hours. We didn't really go anywhere, just driving around in circle mostly. I made a fake gagging sound after half an hour of one circle and he straightened up again. This was a pain in the ass. The eventually stopped and I was pulled out. I sniffed the air and rolled my eyes. We were int he bloody same spot except it was well mid afternoon by now. I was dragged inside, and was tied to a chair again. The blindfold came off and I saw that I was tied to a wooden chair again. My escape was going to be easy.

"Now, smarts where are we now?"

"You are literally the dumbest person I have ever met. We are still in the same woods. Maybe like five meters away from the room you held me in. Driving around for hours only made me sick"

"What are you?"

"Your worst nightmares"

"Who do you work for?"

"Like I'm stupid enough to tell you something like that"

"We'll start chopping pits off your buddy Jonathan if you don't start talking"

I doubled over in the chair and started laughing. I was loud enough for another guy to enter the room. His face was almost too familiar but my drug infested brain couldn't remember who he was.

"You guys must be amateurs. I don't give a flying fuck about Jonathan. You grabbed the leverage"

I laughed again and the tall guy, dug his fingernails into my shoulder. They started to draw blood but I didn't let out one squeal. I've been out of the field for so long, this felt euphoric. He squeezed harder, making me look at his face. I smirked before spitting into his eyes.

"You stupid bitch, tell me who you are"

He let go of my shoulder and slapped me hard across the face. I laughed. My lip had split and I could taste the blood in my mouth. As much as I hated working for the Cobra's, going out wiht their agents was always fun. Especially whenever my own blood was drawn. This is what turned me on.

"Jason, leave her be. If she's not the real Steph, we'll just wipe her memory and give her back to the uni"

"Stay out of this Jeremy"

I perked up at the other guys name. It's been so long that I've forgotten what his face looked like. Fuck I needed this drug out fo my system.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the infamous JJ brothers"