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Post by Dewey on Oct 26, 2008 14:47:10 GMT -5
Aug. 25, 07
Things have gone amiss in China. We had a security breach. A soldier in China's People Liberation army broke into our apartment in Beijing, and warned us to abandon our research, or else it would mean our lives. It was obvious this particular soldier had received the genetic enhancement these operations are becoming notorious for, which means she is a triple helix as well. Fortunately, she was not able to acquire our classified files, and no lives were lost. Aside from that, we were also able to rescue the crown prince of France from military headquarters in Beijing. For the time being, we are back home with my parents, awaiting debriefing with Charles. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared that night. The soldier held Reid at gunpoint. What if that trigger had been pulled? What if things had turned out differently? I just don't know what I would do with myself if I were to lose Reid.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 27, 2008 9:00:53 GMT -5
Yesterday proved to be a wonderful evening. I was unsure of attending the fall festival with Reid. I didn't know if it'd be...us. But we're trying to live normal lives at least once a week, and this was an opportunity I felt we should take advantage of. So we did go. And it was a wonderful time. It was a carnival like setting, with a petting zoo, face painting, games, rides--everything. I'd never been to one so it was, at first, overwhelming. To see so many civilians simply... having fun. It took time, but I eventually relaxed. Enough to play a carnival game (we forewent shooting boats for throwing softballs). We won Sophie a large stuffed tiger. And then we enjoyed a ride on the ferris wheel (something I also have never done). I... Perhaps it sounds foolish, but being beside Reid with the night-time cityscape before us...it made me...love him so much.
Marriage life has been wonderful. Reid is the only man I have ever fallen in love with. I often think about the beginnings of our FDS partnership. That dance in Germany...our outings to Little India... It's truly wonderful to be married to someone I truly love and care about, to share a home with him, and to anticipate spending the rest of my life with him. Mere and pere have always encouraged me to find such a thing, and now I have. I want to... cherish it as much as possible. I don't want my career to get in the way. Lately I've been wondering if it has. Perhaps the novelty of the agency has worn off for me. I'm still young, and there are numerous careers and ambitions I can still pursue, especiaally in the field of genetics. I suppose it's something to consider...
Highland Oaks, the church that hosted yesterday's fall festival, is a beautiful body of believers, but I hesitate to become too involved. It's a big enough church where one can become lost in the crowds, but I have apparently drawn the attention of the associate pastor's wife, of all people, who's personally undertaking me as a project it seems. She insists I come to her small group bible study this Saturday. I don't know how I feel about fraternizing with soccer mom's and scrapbooking, recipe-trading housewives. I suppose I mostly fear being ostracized by our differences.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 31, 2008 9:42:22 GMT -5
((AU))
Lately, files have been disappearing from my office. Important files. Highly classified files. Concerning research at the Centre. The other day, I walked into my office at home, only to find Reid there at my laptop, casually tucking away a file into his briefcase. I was surprised. We never go into each other's offices when the other is away. Why didn't he use the computer in the library instead of my personal laptop? I suppose I felt as if my privacy had been violated. And it greatly upset me. Lately I've started to lose trust in him. On top of that, we hardly see each other anymore. Is there really a marriage even left? I informed Reid that I wanted space, to think about things. This evolved into divorce proceedings, and we're halfway into the 60 day process.
During this time, I've enjoyed lunches with a co-worker named Adam Monroe ((ha--the names of two presidents...)). Adam isn't particularly...well there isn't anything brilliant about him. Mere simply called him a "rebound'. I can't believe my very parents are supporting Reid throughout this. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. They've always adored Reid. Well, they'll simply have to deal with it. Now that Reid and I work for two different organizations, there simply isn't a future for us. We'll never see each other. We'll have to make appointments for dinner in our own home!
Reid is being stubborn, however. He frequents the cottage to visit with pere, but I wish the two would have their little conversations elsewhere. Oh, and to visit Sophie... let me not forget that. Not me, but Sophie And yesterday, he happened to make an appearance while Adam and I were enjoying lunch, discussing a business trip to Greece. Reid opened that abominable big mouth of his and started to talk about our honeymoon, and how now I'd get to "finish the trip". (Our honeymoon had been interrupted by an FDS assignment). Very cute, Reid. I'm sure you meant no harm whatsoever in those statements.
I can't wait to get this all behind me. I fully intend on forgetting about Reid as quickly as I can, despite my parents' schemes and Reid's inability to disappear. Tonight, Adam and I are going to a show at Utopia, and I think we'll have a lovely time.
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Post by Dewey on Nov 1, 2008 13:59:19 GMT -5
((AU-Awful Truth))
Reid is dating a 27-year-old showgirl now. When I realized this, I have to admit I was slightly upset. I wasn't jealous...merely...concerned. She's not his type at all. I shared my thoughts on the matter with him, and he only said he wasn't aware he had a type. But he does. This girl... I won't even bother elaborating. The point is, he's out of her league. He deserves someone he can have an intelligent conversation with. Someone who knows about current events, and politics, and policies, and is well traveled...
Why do I even care? I suppose a part of me is somewhat saddened by how things have played out between us. I feel I'm largely to blame for what became of us. I'm not neccessarily happy with Adam, but I feel I must be defiant toward Reid, and toward mere and pere. I don't even want to go to Greece this weekend for our business trip. Perhaps when I return, I can speak with Reid. Tell him how I feel. I do care about him. I'm not particularly certain if that means anything. But I'd at least wish to be friends with him, if nothing else...
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Post by Dewey on Dec 4, 2008 13:36:18 GMT -5
Well, Reid and I spoke with pere about our concerns regarding Charles' bias in this current treason case against Denisov. He was surprised to learn that Charles had cancelled the trial, and that he had also cancelled all charges standing against Denisov. I believe he will be speaking with Charles today, and if he is unsatisfied with Charles' reasons, he willbring the issue up to the Senior Council to be discussed. Charles is almost apart of the Beaumont family, of course. He has always been like a brother to pere, and like a second father to me...in some regards. I know how difficult this might be for pere, but it must be done. We cannot let someone who infiltrated our government be let off so easily. What kind of message would we be sending to Russia, and to others involved in espionage--both past and preset and future? Denisov must be prosecuted and he must serve a prison sentence. I'm not saying this simply because I dislike him. I'm saying this because it's the law, this is our protocol, this is how the agency works. And I refuse to support an agency that disregards the law, even if it is for the sake of those close to us.
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Post by Dewey on Dec 8, 2008 11:32:24 GMT -5
It is absolutely maddening to see guilty individuals walk free. Kostya Denisov is the epitome of guilty. The evidence speaks loudly against him. It is beyond me how Charles could allow this. Denisov was convicted of treason! Treason! No minor offense. People used to be sentenced to death for treason. But instead, we bargain with him? We cancel the possibility of a prison sentence, and allow him to return to his family? This is absolutely preposterous! I am beyond frustrated at this point. I tried to share my suspicions with Charles all along. He would not believe me. He thought I was simply being paranoid. Now we have evidence, and he still won't budge! I understand that Kostya is his son, but... this is the national security of France that we're talking about. We have a royal family on the verge of a democratic vote! We are involved in a war in the Middle East! There's no telling what Russia would want with our secrets. Denisov deserves to be punished for his breech, and I will not stop fighting until he is.
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