Theodore Calvin, Orville Wright and Juliett Higgins had become near permanent features to room 13 in the ICU wing of the hospital. The nurses had long given up on trying to get either person to leave. Eventually T.C. and Rick had to return to their respective self-owned businesses, but Higgins remained, with the exception of returning to Robin's Nest to fetch spare clothes and to email her uncle about current events. Aside from that she never left Thomas. Much to the amusement of Marcus Hershell who watched every moment from his phone. Unbeknownst to everyone he had been Thomas's first visitor, setting up small wireless cameras around the room. Nobody had questioned him and nobody saw him. But eventually, he would make himself known in the light of day. This little mark on Thomas was just a warm-up. Soon, the real game would begin.
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Thirteen days later, Thomas Magnum was anxious to get back home. His shoulder was bandaged up and Rick was wheeling him out in a wheelchair, dufflebag slung over Rick's shoulder. "You should know Thomas, Higgins is insisting you stay in the main house for a while so she can keep an eye on you".
"C'mon, I've been through worse, and besides, nobody is safe around me as long as Hersh is out there".
"HPD and Five-O are looking for him, Higgins has some of her old MI-6 buddies doing what they can, she's even stopped using your shirts to train the hell hounds".
"I still can't believe she'd do that, that's just several levels of wrong".
"Yeah, well anyways she's bribed me and T.C. so, were gonna chain you up if necessary".
"How did she get two speacial trained Navy S.E.A.L.S. to do her bidding".
"She promised us all the Malasadas we could eat".
"Okay, so you and T.C. sold me out for some store bought pastry"?
"No, man...she makes 'em herself".
"Higgins in a kitchen with an apron? Oh, I've got to see this".
Outside the two found T.C., grinning from ear to ear, happy to see his brother alive and well. "Hey, Thomas Magnum, free man at last".
"You don't have to remind me", he said taking T.C.'s offered hand with his good arm, "I'm just glad to get back to real food for a change".
"Um, yeah, about that Thomas.."
"Don't tell me, Higgins".
"Yeah".
"Yeah".
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"Magnum, I simply will not allow you to feed yourself that vile, mass produced, frozen garbage any longer. It's amazing your in such good shape as it is". Higgins was a flurry of motion as she danced around the kitchen, various ingredients flying about as she prepared dinner for Thomas and herself. "You think I'm in good shape Higgy"?
"Don't flatter yourself, I'm merely making an accurate statement based off of the fact that you flaunt your abdomen whenever you can".
"Well, as long as I've got the abdomen I figured, what the heck".
"Uggghhh, it's like talking to a toddler". Thomas chuckled. Higgins really was cute when she was frustrated. "Now, are you going to pester me any more, or can I finish preparing dinner"?
"What exactly are you making for dinner"?
"Steak and Kidney pie".
"I'm sorry, what"?
"Steak and Kidney pie. My mother made it all the time".
"Yeah well, exactly what kind of kidneys are we talking about".
"Yours if you keep bothering me".
"Okay, fine. But seriously, what kind of kidneys"?
"Kidney beans, Thomas".
"Ok". Looking over her shoulder Higgins could see a wide grin on Thomas's face. "Your having a go at me, aren't you"?
"Yeah, I actually know what Steak and Kidney pie is. My mom actually tried her hand at a few English dishes one time".
"How did that turn out"?
"I was happy".
"Really"?
"Yeah, I got to have pizza for dinner on a regular basis". If Thomas hadn't heard it for himself and hadn't seen it with his own eyes he wouldn't have known that Juliett Higgins could laugh. Neither would it have been the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
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Higgins, unbeknownst to Magnum, checked up on her ward every hour. He was sleeping well, no fever, and to her amusement spoke alot about a particular fluffy bunny he called Julie, she kept herself from thinking that Thomas Magnum thought of her in such a way. But if she were to play that game she would probably say he was a Bassett hound. Although when he was in action he was very much a Doberman. However on her fifth visit to his room she found a shadow leaning over Thomas, extracting a syringe from his neck. Without hesitation Higgins drew her Walther P-99 from behind her back and aimed it at the figure. "Raise your hands and step back".
"Relax Juliett, Tommy boy here isn't going to die. Can't make any promises about you though".
"How did you get in here"?
"You should really get better security, Dobermans aren't exactly what you'd call top of the line protection". As the man talked he pulled out another syringe and swiftly injectee the contents into Thomas. Hearing Higgins rack the gun and load a cartridge he chuckled. "Don't worry, this just something to wake him up". Putting the syringe back he walked into the living room towards the front door. "By the way,' he said looking back at Higgins, 'do tell Thomas I said hi". Ignoring the man she focused on Thomas, pulling out her cell and speed dialed T.C. No sooner had she looked up she was tackled by Thomas who wrenched the Walther from her hands and quickly disassembled it. This gave Higgins enough time to reach around his head, put his head in a lock and try to force him back to unconsciousness. But whatever that man had given him made him a monster. While she was holding his head he was standing up and rushing towards the nearest wall where a shelf of vases stood. He rammed Higgins hard into the shelf and forced her arms loose, at which point he threw her into the assorted fragments of porcelain. Hurt but determined Higgins struggled away and stumbled to her feet. Looking at Thomas was like looking at a stranger. His eyes were wild and his presence menacing. It was looking into his eyes that she knew what she had to do. "I'm sorry Thomas".
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"Hurry up T.C., were losing her". T.C. didn't respond, he just pushed the chopper to near breaking as it screamed through the night. Thomas was strapped in, unconscious and duck taped. Higgins on the other hand was bleeding profusely from a knife wound to the lungs. The knife had been left in when they had arrived, just in time to see Thomas stab her. She had called T.C. who had heard the struggle over the phone. It didn't matter if it was Thomas or Higgins, he called Rick and both made their way to Robin's Nest. Now Higgins was losing consciousness, fast. "Hey, hey Higgy you hear me"? She looked around, first at Rick, then out the doorway, then to Thomas. "Is...he...is he".
"Hey, don't talk Higgy. Thomas is fine. Your fine, were gonna get you fixed up".
As the lights of the hospital approached the sounds of the world began to fade. And her last thoughts of Thomas were encouraging to her. He was alive and would be well taken care of.
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Thomas awoke to find the guaguard at the doorway of his cell, taunting him to come closer. This was his moment, it didn't matter what happened next. Somehow he knew Higgins was in trouble. He needed to save her. With everything he had he charged the guard and tackled him to the ground, disarming his firearm. The guard tried to choke him but he picked up the guard and rammed into the far wall, knocking the guards hold loose. The guard struggled away, stumbling to his feet. As Thomas looked on the guard pulled a small stilletto knife and swung at him. Thomas dodged the blade and struggled to find a way in, but the guards defense was strong and the two struggled back and forth for a while, neither gaining any ground until Thomas found a rock and threw it at the guard, knocking the guard's knife from his hand. Quickly picking up the knife Thomas drove towards the guard striking down into the guard's chest. But the guard was quick and blocked Thomas's wrists, pushing back with all his strength, but Thomas was stronger and the knife slowly sunk into the guard. Then out of nowhere two more showed up and a big one locked his arm around Thomas's neck and wrapped him in an iron hold while the third checked on the first. As he began to lose consciousness his vision glitched, and the last thing he saw was Juliett Higgins with a knife in her breathless chest.
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All right here is chapter 2. Please review and leave me any thoughts or critiques you may have. All right, thank you my lovely readers. Bye bye.