Gamma pt. 17

It was around 9:30 when Jess got home from Omni-Gym. As expected her shift drug on at a snails pace. Looking tired and rundown, she walked in to find Dean at the kitchen table studying for her final exams, something Jess should think about doing as they are tomorrow ending her summer classes. “Hey” Dean said barely taking her eyes away from her study material.

Jess: Hey. What are you doing home? I thought you and Jade were going out.

Dean: We were but she called a couple of hours ago and cancelled, something about car trouble.

Jess: That sucks. Did she say what was wrong?

Dean: Not a lot of detail but what I gathered it was vandalism.

Jess: Did they catch whoever did it?

Dean: Nope.

Jess: They’re in trouble if she ever gets hold of them I bet.

Dean: Heh. Yeah. Kind of bummed me out. I wanted to spend some time with her. With finals and work and her doing that website thing there just hasn’t been time.

Jess: I know what you mean. After working tonight I still have to go to Chef Fred’s tonight to have a meeting with a guy about the fashion stuff.

Dean: why so late?

Jess: He wanted it a.s.a.p. And since I had to work until 9 this was the only time.

Dean: You should cancel. Hang out with me.

Jess: You have no idea how much I would love that Dean. But I have to do this. Prove to my dad that I can do something on my own.

Dean: It’s cool. I should probably study anyway.

Jess, feeling horrible about not just telling her the real reason for going out, slipped away into her room and prepared for the evening. “Why didn’t I just tell her? If I don’t Frank or someone else will. I’ll tell her tomorrow night. Definitely. That will give me enough time to figure out how I want to word it.” Jess showered, letting the hot water cascade down her young tight nubile body. Wishing that each droplet would take one of her troubles away. After drying off, she applied some makeup and donned one of her more “Dress up” outfits giving the illusion that she was in fact meeting a possible business associate. Saying bye to Dean she headed off to Chef Fred’s. Arriving promptly at 11:00pm Jess walked in to find that Frank was already waiting for her. He got up to seat her as a gentleman would which struck Jess as a bit weird. After ordering a drink the two began to resume the discussion in the park from earlier that day. “You look stunning” Frank said.

Jess: Thank you. I figured since you were treating me to dinner I should at least look nice.

Frank: I never said I was treating you to dinner.

Jess: No. But you obviously know what I’m capable of and if you want to leave here without any broken bones you’ll buy me dinner.

Frank: Fair enough. But I must say, Jess, you don’t have to be alarmed. Like I told you before. I’m not trying to harm you.

Jess: So let’s get to brass tacks. How much do you know about me?

Frank: Well, you’re name is Jessica Lynn Woods. You currently attend Wor-Wic Community College. You work for Omni Gym owned by your family for three generations started by your Grandfather Joseph Edmund Woods Currently run by General Manager Brianna “Brie” Jane’t Woods. You gained superhuman Strength and the ability increase muscle and tissue mass after ingesting the contents of one “gamma” energy drink which you have turned into a lucrative website opportunity under the alias “Jade Hewitt” co-run by one Brian Kirwin Webster who you have had various sexual experiences as well as one Nadine “Dean” Porter under said alias “Jade”

Jess: whoa. How did you…?

Frank: I’ll make this easy for you Jess. I work for the government, specifically the N.S.A.

Jess: Well that puts me at ease.

Frank: I understand that this is a little overwhelming but I assure that you are in no danger. We only contacted you because we need you.

Jess: oh yeah. I bet you do. Put me on a fucking table and dissect me.

Frank: Ha. Hardly. Our intellectual curiosity only extends to the true limit of your strength.

Jess: Really? I mean I would think that someone like me doesn’t come along everyday.

Frank: Yes. Normal thinking civilians would think that.

Jess: You mean there are other people like me.

Frank: Yes. And that is the primary reason that I have brought you here. About a week ago you experienced a dream featuring a young German woman being strapped to a table and being injected with a green solution, thus transforming her into a near seven foot tall juggernaut of muscle.

Jess: Holy shit. You even know about my dreams?!?

Frank: only that one because we put it there.

Jess: how did you do that?

Frank: while you were sleeping a small transmission was beamed directly into your clock radio featuring satellite radio connections. When you reached R.E.M. sleep, we simply replayed that information at very low audible levels constantly for approximately 4 hours.

Jess: you fucking brainwashed me?!

Frank: not exactly. We merely gave you the information that you would need to assess your current mission.

Jess: What mission. I’m not a G-man for Christ sakes.

Frank: Not officially. We like to think of it as doing something for the country that has done so much for you.

Jess: Yeah right. What have you ever done for me?

Frank: well, you know how you can pick up a car with your pinky. You’re welcome.

Jess froze in her seat. Was he actually telling her that the source of her power was from the government only so she could be used on black ops and espionage? Jess lifted her drink and swallowed it down in one gulp. Before setting it down she had ordered a double. Jess realized that even though the revelation that the government was responsible for her fantastic abilities, it was only the tip of the iceberg in shocking revelations and that this was going to be a long night.

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Brian