Fired

Peter William's Obsession

Sam sat there in his office tending his wound in his shoulder that had been caused by Ronald's knife in the other changed time. The yellow flash that kept hitting Sam everywhere had stopped. To him, it seemed that he had learnt to control that thing.

Sam knew that he needed help with that abnormality, but he knew no source that could provide him any help. He knew what would happen if he went to Ronald , he had taken that chance already. Now, he could go to his father. That was the only safe chance he knew. So he continued.... He had pulled out the knife out of his shoulder and put it on his desk but the knife disappeared in a smoke. That was Ronald's knife and as the time Sam had changed, it had certainly gone back to its owner, as if it never left. As to the wound , it was deep , but somehow the pain was fading away as the minutes slipped out of his hands. 

The blood on his shirt could be a bait to questions , so he decided to change it. And he did. With the spare one he had in his office. 

And he set out with his wounded shoulder bandaged and completely invisible from the shirt he wore and unpredictable from the confident gait he carried.

He continued till he reached the upper floor and at the door where his father and Marie were being kept for so many days. And Peter William came into view, crossing the corridor.

"Oh hey Sam! You were vomiting in the morning , are u alright now?",Peter asked.

Sam looked around and then pointed at himself and stammered, "M-m-me?"

"Yes you! What's got into you ? Acting so strangely since the morning.... While you ate a beetroot Sandwich and vomitted right infront of me. I mean man why do u buy it if you don't like it? I have been looking for .....to ask if you are kinda stable now?"

"Well look Peter what if there was another me who liked that sandwich but due to some circumstances that me changed to this me and this me is here but you know that me not this me although this is me only and this me doesn't know the reason why that me tried to change the present but as I am here it was not me who vomitted . I mean it was me who vomitted but not this me who vomitted but some other me....and to answer your question I am alright now,thanks",said Sam, to a highly confused Peter, " You got my point now?"

Peter first stared at him but let go of his obsession and then gave a quick nod and said ," Right!...I got it!...I - I ...umm....will go downstairs and help Dr. Ronald with his lab work and get him some coffee and I will get you some if you like....."

Sam stared at Peter while he stared back....an awkward silence followed.

"Hey Peter,do you mind if I get a little peek at those ...um... prisoners....I was kinda completing something and I think I they have some information that might help",said Sam.

"Yes sure thing man",said Peter and handed him a key and left.

Sam opened the door and went inside and his father sat in the corner of the room.... looking sick, and Marie sitting by him. As they saw him , they shouted together," Sam! You are alright?! You didn't visit us in weeks!"

Marie got up and hugged him with tears in her eyes and said," You father, he got so sick at the very thought of losing you....his condition was not improving....and the reason was that he didn't see you and we thought you were in danger"

"No no Marie....I am fine...I am completely alright! Dad? I am fine! You dont need to worry please ! Just do me this favour dad! "

Leo smiled and said," Yes son.......I promise to be alright....for you". 

Sam smiled at his father and turned back to Marie and said," please sister....please take care of him"

"I will Sam I will...is there something you want to tell us Sam? You seem tense",asked Marie

"No I am totally good.... I just got worried about dad",said Sam

"Okay then.....",said Marie and went back to Leo's side.

"Is it alright if I leave now? I mean I have to go and do some work...... And I will promise to try and visit you every day......i promise dad...you don't need to worry at all.... everything will be fine...I promise, goodbye for now dad.",said Sam ,then he turned to Marie and said," Take care of him sister....see you later"

Sam went towards the door and opened it, with one last look at his father and sister he turned back around and left. He met Peter on the way to the office

"Hey Sam! Did you see those prisoners?"

"Yeah I did , and one of them is sick....I would do better if I were you",said Sam looking Peter straight in the eye.

" Man that's my duty! What would I have done man?"

" You should have given them the best help you could have, and just so you know Peter, humanity is above all...... religion,duty ...... So be a human first ,then be a guard ",said Sam and walked to his office.

Sam paced up and down his office. He had only that one chance .....but his father and sister were busy enough and he didn't want to trouble them . So he chose not to worry them with anything. 

Now , Sam was thinking , that he had no other choice left....when a name popped up in his mind,...and he didnt know if it was a good idea..., Mr. Bolan Smith.