Arthur: Lady blue 75

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Starsky suddenly stopped, his Torino spun out, dust flew in the air, which made it difficult to see. The detective thought, what the hell! He got out, his Torino glimmered red with a hint of blue, from the Harvest moon high in the sky. Starsky continued on foot down the dirt road, leaves crunched beneath his feet. The brunet thought, I could have sworn this road went through. His sapphire eyes appeared glazed, Starsky felt blackness in the pit of his stomach, the color drained from his face... no one had seen Hutch. It was dusk now and the fog touched the lake. Was the moon really blood red?

A whispered voice stirred in the dead leaves ... ...Starsk......

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Hutch woke before his alarm, he didn't jump out of bed ready for his jog. The tall detective had an uneasiness in his soul, he just blew it off.

Starsky was on vacation with his lady, for a relaxed week at the beach, so Hutch had a busy day at the station.

Hutch made his way to the kitchen. He grabbed his blender and mixed up his usual shake.

A smirk appeared on Hutch's face, his thoughts went back to the Police Academy. When the blond first met the curly haired brunet. My god what is that stuff Hutch, it smells like puke. Your really going to put that stuff in your body.

Hutch raised his glass and slammed his shake down. "To you Buddy."

His black lab, Tear came and licked his hand, " My girl," Hutch grinned, while rubbing her head.

Hutch had put food in her dish and filled the other bowl, beside it with water.

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Hutch walked to his bedroom, he reached for his blue jogging suit that hung in his closet.

The detective had found his tennis shoes in the corner. This was strange, they were always kept by his bed, for he was a creature of habit. Hutch reached his hand out and grabbed them, a note fell out. "Meet me at the park, 6 am" it had been signed, Kite.

A chill ran down his spine. "What the hell!"

Was this an old note, she had written? ...Maybe, Kite wanted to talk before she left?

Hutch stood against the wall, slowly he sat on the floor, "What a waste." came out more a whispered sound. The hurt he kept deep inside, poured out. Kite had disappeared a year ago to the date, there was no forced entry to her apartment.

The case had been closed because of no evidence. Kite had always been a loner, and never stayed in one place. She had left town without a word to Hutch, but this wouldn't be the first time. Hutch stood up, slowly his hand raised, he tossed the note on his bed. The detective's mouth drew downward.

Hutch grabbed his keys off the table and locked his front door. Then carefully put his keys on an eave above his door...that held them safely.

His jog to the park became filled with memories of Kite, the beautiful strawberry blond. Hutch quickly put those thoughts to rest, for she was the one who decided to leave again...without, so much as an explanation.

There was a chill in the foggy October morning. A shiver ran down his spine again. Not from the chilled air, but from a darkness he felt deep in his gut. It was unusually quite, not even a bird's song could be heard. Hutch came to a hill that looped around a group of trees.

Suddenly! He felt a blow to his head... everything went black...

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Back at the station Captain Dobey sat at his desk, as he ate his donut. The Captain checked his watch and eyed the other donut "Where is Hutchinson?"

"What the hell." Captain Dobey laughed, as he grabbed the blueberry donut.

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Starsky woke from a sound sleep, sweat beaded down his chest, "Hutch, why are you here?" Starsky whispered.

Hutch moaned "Help me Buddy" blood was streaked throughout his blond hair.

Starsky jumped up, his piercing blue eyes had appeared more like pools of fire, that blinked in all directions.

The detective reached for the phone, he dialed Hutch's number. It rang several times, frustration set on the detectivts face. He tried again, but no answer.

Starsky leaned his forehead to the phone receiver, as he closed his eyes. Then he quickly dialed his Captain's number.

Captain Dobey was asleep after a long day at the office. The big black man became startled when the phone rang...he grabbed the phone off the headset. "This had better be important!"

Starsky sounded distraught. "Cap' n listen, it's Starsky. Have you seen Hutch?"

The Captain scratched his head, half asleep. "Starsky is that you?"

The brunet's voice sounded on edge. "It's Starsky, Cap'' n."

Captain Dobey's voice gravelied, but groggy. "No, Hutch didn't show up for work yesterday."

Starsky's voice became urgent. "When was the last time you saw him Cap' n?"

Captain Dobey still agitated, yet puzzled at why his detective had called so early. "Monday evening around 5 or 6 pm. There was a pause. "Starsky what's going on? It's 3 am."

Starsky held the phone tight, sweat now covered it, his voice was raspy. "Mabe nothing, he rubbed his hand through his dark curls. Look, Cap' n, I'll call you when I get to Hutch's place."

All the Captain heard was, bzzzzzzz, he yelled Starsky, Starsky y y!."

Starsky tried to put the phone on the base, but his hand slipped, it fell to the floor.

A soft sleepy voice filled the dark room. "Starsky where are you going?"

Starsky looked at her, his blue eyes softened. He kissed her softly and whispered. "I'll make it up to you babe, there's an emergency at the station." Starsky sounded anxious and continue to buttoned his shirt up.

The little blonde's voice was not happy. "Your going all the way back to the station?"

Starsky hesitated, then quickly closed the door behind him.

Starsky started up the Torino and got on the highway. He had a bad feeling. Was it a dream? No! he had seen Hutch, "Help me Buddy." Hutch had moaned with blood streaked throughout his blondhair.