Medical Lab:
Bullock walks around looking at the medical lab Becky had escaped from. The place looked like a war zone. There was blood everywhere and damaged cages. He walks over to a computer tech that was working at a computer she managed to salvage and put back together.

“How’s it going, Mika?” Bullock looks at the Asian-looking woman as she searched through the solid states drives.

“Slow going. Half of this stuff, I don’t understand.” Mika was a computer expert and the information she was recovering was about biology, gene splicing, and advanced growth technology.

“Do what you can, Mika.” Bullock knew Mika was extremely good.

“I will.” Mika goes back to work.

“Bullock, you have to see this.” Anthony has been looking around when he came across something weird.

Anthony examines the contents of the refrigeration unit that still has a bunch of frozen embryos in it. The writing on the side of the containers didn’t make any sense to him until he managed to break the code, they were written in.

“What did you find, Anthony?” bullock walks over to him.

“It looks like they were going to create or have created more hybrid beings.” Anthony shows the embryos he had found.

“Are those still good?” Bullock looks at the collection of vials.

“All you need is a woman to put them in or in those chambers over there.” Anthony points towards a bunch of chambers that were designed to allow a human to grow in.

“How many different species did you find?” Bullock was curious.

“At least six.” Anthony managed to make out six different hybrid species so far.

“And those six are ready to be implanted into a womb or those chambers?” Anthony wonders how long they have been up to this.

“I can’t believe our government was funding this.” Anthony couldn’t believe what he was learning.

“They might have not been.” Bullock spotted something and walked over to see what it was.

Anthony noticed Bullock walking over to something on the floor. He watches as Bullock picks up a white bloody lab coat and look at it.

“What did you find?” Anthony was curious.

“This lab coat has Dia Lab on it. Have you ever heard of it?” Bullock looks at Anthony.

“No, but I might know someone who might know.” Anthony pulls his cellphone out and sends a text to a buddy of his that does a lot of surfing on the web.

“Who are you texting?” Bullock was curious who Anthony was texting.

“A friend of mine that specializes in conspiracy legends and myths. He’s a little weird and kind of out there. However, the information he manages to find is always on point.” Anthony knew Craig suffered from brain damage from an accident he had been in.

“Well, if you trust him. I’ll trust him as well.” Bullock knew Anthony was pretty good at finding the right person.

Crystal and Brittney’s Resident:
Brittney was sitting on Crystal’s butt giving her a back rub when she hears her cellphone beep. She picks it up and looks at the text she just received from her mother. She wanted her to go and have several of her eggs removed and analyzed.

“This is strange.” Brittney wonders why her mother wanted her to do what she just read and why she wanted the results sent to Mr. Bullock.

“What’s so strange?” Crystal was curious now.

“My mom wants me to go and have several of my eggs removed and analyzed. Afterward, she wants me to have the results sent to Mr. Bullock.”

“As in Marshal Bullock?” Crystal turns around under Brittney, so Brittney was straddling her waist.

“Yep.” Brittney looks down into Crystal's eyes.

“I wonder why?” Crystal was puzzled.

“This is weird.” Brittney never knew her mother wanted something like this done.

“Well, I guess we should get it done. When do you want to do it?”

“As soon as possible.” Brittney figures Bullock needs the DNA test of her eggs.

“Okay, let’s go and have it done.” Crystal moves Brittney off her waist and gets up to get dressed.

A few days later, Crystal and Brittney are at a doctor’s office that specializes in removing eggs. Brittney is put to sleep, so the doctor can remove several eggs from her body. Crystal paces back and forth as she waits for the process to be done.

When Brittney is in the recovery room. Crystal stays by her side, waiting for her to wake up. When Brittney opens her eyes “how do you feel?”

“Sore.”

Brittney slowly sat up on the bed she was resting on. Crystal studies her as she looks at the nurse in the room with her.

“Is this normal?”

“For some women, yes. You’re going to have to keep pressure here for a little bit. Afterward, you’re going to need to take it easy for a while. If there is any bleeding or anything. Let us know.”

“Will do.”

Crystal takes Brittney back home and makes her rest when they get there.