This is my new story. Its a little different, but I've been wanting to write it for a while. I know I still have another story that is unfinished, but I just decided I needed a little break from that to write something that I would enjoy writing more. So anyway here it is, so I hope you like it. Oh and please read and review. . .just tell me what ya think :-)
Kat
Chapter 1
She didn't know what to do. This was it. She knew this was it. This was the end. She wasn't sure how things ended up like this, but they did.
She turned her head to see that man. She hated him more than she has ever hated anyone. He was the one that did that to her. He violated her in so many ways. It made her feel like screaming at the tops of her lungs, but that wouldn't help things. It would only make things worse.
She heard the other man yelling and knew that something must have gone wrong. Her eyes flickered over to her friend, who had a knife to their throat. She knew that if she decided to do what she knew she had to, there would be no going back.
So she closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath, praying everything would be okay.
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Earlier that day...
He walked into the free clinic at Seattle Grace Hospital. He was almost positive this was the place where the person he was looking for was. He had been trying to track him for half a year now. And he was sure he had finally found him. He knew he screwed up. Yes, he definitely screwed up bad this time. And this person was his only hope. His only chance at survival.
He had made a long trip here. And he went through a lot of trouble. He stole 3 cars, hitch hiked with 4 semi drivers and 1 old lady, slept under 2 bridges, and broke into 3 flea bad motel rooms. So this had better be worth it. He knew if this wasn't the right place, or he couldn't convince the man to do as he wanted, they would find him. And if they found him and he didn't have what they wanted, there would be no going back. He would surely be finished.
He sat down in the waiting area and looked around, searching for any sign of the man he was looking for. But all he saw was an old man that looked to be in his mid 60's, a little girl with brown hair complaining of a head ache, an African American doctor, and a…well…a damn good looking young blonde doctor.
He grinned as the blonde doctor looked his way and headed toward him. She stopped right in front of him and smiled.
"What can I do for you sir?" she asked him.
He smiled once again, showing several silver teeth.
"Well aren't you quite a pretty doctor," he commented, letting his eyes roam over her body.
Izzie shifted uncomfortably as she looked at the dirty, slightly smelly man in front of her.
"Sir, I said is there anything I can do for you?" she said more forcefully this time.
He smirked showing his gross, crooked smile.
"Well…I can think of a few-" he stopped mid sentence.
She looked at him, confused as to why he suddenly stopped. She followed his gaze and looked behind her to see that Alex had just walked in the room. She looked at him for a moment before returning her attention back to the patient. But when she looked at the spot where he had been, moments ago, he was gone. She looked to her left and saw him leaving the clinic in a hurry.
She sighed, feeling relieved that he had left, but also unnerved. She didn't like the way the man looked at her, and something definitely was weird about the way he left.
She decided not to let it bother her though and walked over to Alex to see what he was doing in here.
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The man hurried out of the free clinic and hurried down the side walk. Yes, he had come to the right place. That was for certain now. He smiled to himself. Now all he would have to do is get the boy alone and have a talk with him.
He hoped it would go smoothly. He didn't want to have to take any extreme measures to assure that he would be getting what he came for. But he knew that if necessary, he would do it without a second's hesitation.
He was about to go find a grocery store to steal some food from, when he saw them. The very people he had feared all along would find him, and ruin his chances.
He immediately turned in the opposite direction of them and hurried away to hide. He knew that if they were here, it could only mean one thing. The knew. They knew he was here and they knew why he was here. If they got to the boy first, there was no hope. And if they had already gotten this far, there was no doubt in his mind that they would succeed, because they, unlike him, had weapons. And that left him helpless against them. So in order for him to have any speck of a chance, he needed to find a way to defend himself.
With that thought in mind he made his way toward the elderly lady walking in front of him, with her purse hanging loosely on her arm.
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George and Izzie were on their way out of the hospital when they spotted Alex a little ways up.
"Oh, we should invite Alex to hang out with us tonight," she said seeing that Alex was walking alone and probably had no real plans to do anything.
George sighed and whined a little.
"Izz, I thought it was just going to be me and you toni-" he stopped, seeing the –he needs friends and we're all he's got- look she was giving him.
George sighed deeply and nodded, looking at the ground.
"Alright, if you must."
She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks…hey Alex!" she called out, running after him.
He turned around and looked at her.
"What?"
"Are you doing anything tonight?" she questioned, knowing he wasn't.
Alex shrugged.
"No not really. I was just going to go to Joe's or something," he said.
"Well me and George are going to go order pizza and pick up some beers if you'd like to join us," she said hopefully.
Alex thought about it for a moment. He would normally just go meet Lexie, but since she found out about him and Ava, she hasnt really wanted much to do with him.
"I don't know Izz…" he said, looking in the other direction.
"There will be lots and lots of beer," she said, using the alcohol as bait.
He laughed slightly and decided it would be better to do as she wished rather than hear about it tomorrow.
"Alright fine, but the moment you and O'Malley start making out I'm gone," he said, in a completely serious tone.
Izzie laughed, and pretending he was joking and motioned for George to follow them.
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Izzie got her keys out of her purse and unlocked the front door. She let the door swing open before bending down to pick up the cases of beer she set on the step.
She walked in to the dark house and tried to blindly find her way into the kitchen. She shifted the cases to one arm and flipped the light switch, but nothing happened. She flipped the switch again, but with no luck.
"Damn it," she whispered, trying to feel her way to the next room.
"Guys the light's burnt out in the kitch-" she stopped mid sentence when she heard foot steps behind her.
She turned slowly, hoping that it was just her mind playing tricks on her in the dark. But when she turned around, someone was standing not even a foot away from her.
She dropped the beer and heard it crash to the floor. The last thing she remembered was turning to run for help before she was knocked unconscious.