Day 1 (Vic)

I'm a bit worried. I haven't seen Lee Yoong in the past two days since she was called in to work at one of Dee Baxter Drake Research Institute (D.B.D.R.I) Melbourne labs. 

"It's just a minor work emergency. It'll be fine, honey. Probably just some quality control issue that trigger the automatic alarm. It'll be funny if it was just a rat chewing through one of those fridge sensors. I'll see you in the morning!"

She gave me a quick kiss and off she went, disappearing down the road at 1 am in her Camry.

I met LY during one of my body guard mission in Russian. She was almost invisible in the background, blending in with Dr. Gudmundsson's myriad of laboratory assistants of Project Lazurus that followed him everywhere. She was intelligent, witty and a smile that cracked my stone, cold facade.

I was tasked with escorting a "sample" between facilities in Siberia; apparently LY was tasked with the unenviable task of supervising its delivery. We hit it off quickly; after all, there isn't much to do sitting at the back of the truck, freezing cold as it slowly made its way across the country in near blizzard condition. Conversation with her was like sunshine, and time passed quickly. By the time we arrived at our destination, I knew she was the one. I would've proposed to her right then and there if it weren't for the fact that we were in the middle of nowhere of Siberia with a cargo with an animal of some sort that growled with an uncannily human voice. But all turned out well as we got married a a few months later. In 2012, we were stationed in Melbourne, Australia when D.B.D.R.I established a laboratory. My unit was assigned to the security of the facility; wasn't too hard to get assigned here when you have friends in HR.

I just got back to Melbourne a couple of days ago from a tour of duty for G.A.P.S in... well, that's actually classified. Suffice to say, it was somewhere godforsaken, hot, and bloody sandy. Oh god, the damn sand. Got into everything!! But I digress. It was a long awaited R&R, I missed LY and It was good change of pace. What I do... well, sometimes we just got to do things that reminds us that we are good, decent human beings.

LY called me the next morning. She sounded a bit stress, perhaps tired.

"Hey babe, looks like its a bit... ummm... com..plex.. More complicated than we thought. I think we have it locked... I mean, its all under control. But we need to just do a couple more tests here before I can come home. Dr G's been on our backs since I got in last night... Don't see what all the rush is for.."

She complained to me over the phone. "I'll be home soon enough... Hopefully if all goes well. Love you!"

"Love you too! Let's take the rest of the week off when you get back. We'll go somewhere nice."

"That's sounds nice... Well, gotta go... Bye..."

That was the last I've heard from her, two days ago. Calls to her mobile and work number only redirected to voicemail. And when I went to the lab this morning, it was cordoned off from public. Luckily my GAPS credentials got me past the police roadblock to a senior GAPS officer that looked harried. Despite my many questions that he refused to answer, the GAPS officer immediately revoked my R&R and ordered me to standby for further orders at the GAPS barracks, a Code Black - possible enemy attack in progress. 

I sit here with my hands clasps together in prayer. Head down and hoping... no... begging whatever supernatural, almighty force out there to protect LY. God... I don't know how I'm gonna live without her.

I suppose I'm more than 'a bit' worried.