Theo Has an Idea

Then it hit Theo. “We can send a message!”

Theo and Fred felt rather invigorated as the nights watch began, they spent the quiet still of night watching the church grounds with assorted sit downs to discuss, plan, and plot out just what they were going to do, and how come day break.

Aside from Gregory everyone was encouraged to get their rest, the enthusiasm and energy of the not entirely shared idea lifting spirits amongst the people who had been hiding within the church.

Many had no issues going to sleep earlier than the prior nights, mostly thanks to exhaustion and a lack of alarm at just how still and calm the church grounds were without the lewd activities clearly taking place along its perimeter.

All except Irene, she had managed to leverage the distress she'd been feeling.

The enthusiasm and hope this idea seemed to have distressed and concerned her. She knew what was asked of her, but could the planned activities prolong her wait? She contemplated trying to make a run for the property line, wondering just what wonderfully inhuman creature might catch her and free her of the burden she'd been feeling build.

But as darkness enveloped the grounds, and Matthew came around to check on everyone, Irene vaguely shared her concerns. Now she lay curled up with him cuddling for comfort on a couch, gently pawing at Matthew after being sure he was thoroughly passed out. She whispered in his ears of lewd dreams she'd been having.

Of her fucking one more on these church grounds, of sharing herself and the pleasure they could be taking in one another if only they would embrace each other, if not the allure of what clearly surrounded them.

Irene wondered of the priests daily brief discussion and what offer, or promises were made each day in those negotiations no one else was allowed to go for.

Irene wondered how glorious the banished calls of the other night would sound within the churches main hall. She wondered how nice her own cries of pleasure would sound while being fucked atop the altar. All, before drifting off, to dream about it.

Early in the morning everyone was woken, allowed to feast upon the prior days leftovers, and fully disclosed and briefed on the days actions. The message they were to lay out, how they would raise the alert on how they were being held there.

How they hoped the media would be watching and see their message quickly, and clearly.

The catering truck pulled up once again later that day. The food was laid out, and the tables set.

As the First Witness arrived he took in the activity out front with bemusement as Theo, Fred, and Gregory approached to take the food.

“Nice ingenuity. Too bad it’s always harder to spell something out to be seen from above than they make it look in the movies.” The First Witness complimented as the trio came within ear shot of his casual tea sipping.

“Perseverance of faith teaches many skills.” Fred snarked, happy to roll his eyes as a still rather tired Theo glared at him.

“Tell me Father Theo, did you and your guests sleep better last night?” The First Witness inquired with seemingly genuine care.

“No, but I’m sure it still us being on edge from the previous nights.” Nodding for Fred and Gregory to leave with the food Theo decided to sit down for a change out of boldness.

“Now how about respecting our freedom of association and leaving us be. I have no doubt it’s hard to keep the media suppressed.” Theo remarked cockily."I do believe one or two channels have been flying overhead periodically."

“Are you implying this is a persecution?” The First Witness remarked with a raised eye brow.

“How could it not? Your… followers. For lack of a better term, chased those innocent people here. And now you keep us penned in like livestock. All for not conforming to your sin.” Theo declared stabbing a finger down into the top of the table.

“Mhmm…” The First Witness replied casually taking a sip. “Have any of them tried to simply walk out of here?”

“I’ve heard their stories. Of people grabbed and fucked without invitation. Of ****, mind altering deception, and ****. They have no assurance that the same wouldn’t happen if they crossed this property line.” Theo declared in a raised tone rebutting the insinuation they were free to just leave stretching out his arms both ways along the property line.

“Some are needlessly aggressive, as all people can be. But I assure you. All within my faith have consented to their so called damnation. Willingly and free of mind. With the free will gifted by your Lord Almighty. The fickle choices of people spur of the moment are no doubt an extensive source of sins for confession.” Placing his cup down gently the First Witness leaned forward towards Theo his body language and tone turning ominous. “Two example for you then, one today, and another tomorrow. For while we cannot step upon your holy ground the tools of man can still reach there.” Raising a finger and pointing it towards the church several officers started to hustle. “The are two Queens who would like this quashed sooner than later, the will of our God is like minded. My mercy is what has kept this from just being a natural gas leak gone wrong. Something that could have, would have, and easily and explicably removed us from even having the chance for these discussion.s”

Theo felt a new terror he had never expected in his life, his attention unable to waver from the First Witness as he raved at the priest with clear intent and threat. Theo’s attention remained unbroken until he saw the several quick athletic strides and clear motion of a throw.

As the cylinder spun through the air it landed with a plastic clutter and roll almost inaudible amidst the attempted message being painted on the dark asphalt of the parking lot. As everyone around it looked at the inert object with curiosity Gregory cried out seeing it for what it was.

“BOMB!” The word filled Theo with even greater dread as he turned to see those who had come looking for sanctuary scramble in a panic as the object suddenly flared to life, vanishing in a thunderous fiery ball that cratered where the message was being written.

As Theo scrambled to join Fred and Gregory to make sure everyone was alright the First Witness calmly remained seated and resumed sipping his tea. Contemplating how next to make his argument to Theo.

For a change today he sat there calmly sipping tea for hours, his mere presence causing distress and disturbing all those in the church. After all, since when did he wait there in person?

Things grew heated inside the church, Gregory cursing and swearing and making a call to arms and attacking their prison guards from the sanctuary of the church grounds. Others cowered in fear, the mortal threat clearly presented that the safety of the sanctuary could be curtailed by the simple use of a gun, never mind a bomb.

Thoughts of an incident like Waco Texas were murmured once or twice.

As Theo appealed for calm, and for everyone to settle down for the night so as they could discuss and figure things out in the morning Matthew approached.

"Look, I've talked with Fred. You, Fred, and Gregory. You all need to get some rest. you're the ones who have been figuring things out. I and a couple of the others slept pretty decently last night. Let us take watch, there has been nothing fucking near the property edges, the four of us can split up the shifts so we all get some rest to sort this fresh in the morning." Matthew suggested as the crowd began dispersing to the assorted corners and rooms within the church they each had been setting up occupancy in.

"No." Theo replied sternly and reflexively. "You are but a novice doing some vocational training to see if priesthood is the path for you. We must not lower our guard."

"Theo, he's right." Fred cut in. "And he knows we are but a shout away from responding. "I have already shown Gregory to his bed for the night to sleep well in. Let us both retire as well. Coffee and faith can only sustain us so long. We all need to rest. What's the worst that could happen?"