...July 22nd, Monday...2013

..Georgia...3:45 PM...

Johnny Montgomery once said; "What we want is not always the case."

No one knows who Johnny Montgomery is, besides me and my family, with a quote that can be used in Criminal Minds. Johnny Montgomery was an unique man in Arizona and most of the towns people called him crazy because he fit the stereotype for the mad crazy scientist man with a large telescope in a summer house and a underground lab of his own. Johnny had notepads with notes, drawings, and specimens in cases. He had strange foggy glasses that worked even with small two twigs that acted like windowwipers clearing it up until his own breath made it foggy.

Johnny Montomgery passed away nine years ago during a thunderstorm.

I step out of the idled car holding the small square purple box in my right hand. then slide the drivers side door shut using my left hand. I look forwards to see a nice brick house looking identical to the one beside it; staircase, rails, windows,brown door, doorbell, and all.

This is where the parents of Fred Wallswin lives. No wonder Fred never talked about his last name. I walk around the company car trailing my fingers along the red hard paint and the elevated metal silver surface. Loki is playing video games back in Louisiana. I press the red button to the triangle shaped machine with keys hooked in.

Click went the car.

Loki was, lets say, shocked to see the base from Bouvet island flying right above the car on the way back.I never knew the company had put that much into their own building but then again I always figured it used to be a abandoned building until some people renovated it. The clouds masked the flying building resembling a huge helicopter attached to three outrageously huge trailers heading into a new location.

The new location is secret enough I can't tell Loki.

Nor can I bring Loki to the base.

I knock on the wooden door lightly three times.

I wait for five minutes.

I then press the doorbell three times.

The door opens and a woman in her late forties leans against the door apologetically smiling. She had small bright earrings in her ears. I assume this is Mrs Wallswin.

"Sorry," Mrs Wallswin apologizes. "What brings you here?"

"No," I said. "I should be the one saying 'Sorry'."

I gave Mrs Wallswin the box.

Mrs Wallswin acts surprised.

"A gift from a stranger," Mrs Wallswin said, taking the box. Mrs Wallswin raises a cautious brow. "Have we met?"

I shook my head.

"No," I said. "I knew your son Fred."

"Barbara," I assumed the male voice must be Mr Wallswin. Mrs Wallswin's face turns white. "What's the hold up?"

"Knew?" Mrs Wallswin asks in a low voice. "What do you mean by knew?"

Oh damn Mrs Wallswin doesn't know.

A man with fair white hair came to the door behind Mrs Wallswin. He reminds me of Fred pretty greatly; the blue eyes, the cheeks,and the nose. Mr Wallswin is like an older version of Fred.

"Who is she?" Mr Wallswin asks.

"Emily Strange," I said. "I used to be Fred's co-worker."

"Used to be?" Mrs Wallswin asks. "What happened? Is my little boy okay?"

I sigh.

"Fred is dead," I said. "His body is...well..gone, too. The only thing that is left of him is his necklace."

Mrs Wallswin begins tearing up covering her mouth in horror and turns away walking out of my view. Mr Wallswin stood there in shock and denial. His crystal blue eyes stare right through me. His face changed from denial to anger really quick.

"Did they send you to do this?" Mr Wallswin is quick to say. "To tell us our son is dead?"

I clear my throat with a sigh.

"No," I said. "I decided to do it on my own."

Mr Wallswin's face turns into disgust.

"How many people have you said the same thing to?"

"You're the first, sir." I said, hearing the crying of a woman.

It is sad how they cannot bury their son and the only thing left of him is a necklace.

"And how many people died because of this classified island?" Mr Wallswin asks.

I mentally count in my mind the beds of rock and the people I grouped Loki with. Six people in the sacrificial chamber. Miss Knowy, Blaine,Wilson, and Fred. Six plus four equals ten.

"Ten," I said.

"Ten?" Mr Wallswin asks.

"Counting your son," I said. "Without him it would have been nine."

"What did my son die for?" Mr Wallswin asks.

"I don't know for sure," I said. "But whatever was in his mind shooting classified creatures..." I bit my lip slightly. Damn I just leaked classified information. Mr Wallswin raises a brow. "It is best you don't know how he died. But he died fighting."

"You weren't there." Mr Wallswin said.

"I wasn't." I said. "But some-one else was."

"Tell the families of the other people," Mr Wallswin said. "That's what my son would have wanted to do. Don't leave them out of the loop."

Mr Wallswin shuts the door.