That Killer Called love
"Hi" She whispered back uncomfortably, not knowing whether to hug him or not. Best not draw attention, she thought to herself.
"How've you been?" He asked curiously.
"Good, yeah. I took some time off after you left, erm, it was good for me but I'm back on full form now" She smiled warmly.
"How's work?" She asked.
"Oh yeah, it's nice there. I miss here though. Miss you a little bit too" He giggled embarrased.
"Yeah, me too" She agreed thoughtfully.
"Right. CID, partner up with Special Ops. They want as much information as they can get on Hershey" John spoke.
Phil smiled at Sam akwardly, shrugging his shoulders as he did so. She smiled back and accepted his underrated offer.
Sam decided to take Phil to Helen Hudson, the doctor that had rung before. She wanted to see if Hudson could be of help. Dr Helen Hudson was an expert in the prosecutuon of Seriel Killers and had often worked with MIT, but that was before she became House Bound because of an incident she had with a suspect. She was classed as unreliable. But being Sam, she wanted to find out for herself.
Sam and Phil sat in the car quietly.
"Have you been to see Alfie lately?" Sam asked finally, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Yeah, I visited him last month, he's doing great" Phil smiled excitedly.
"And, erm, Maddy? Have you heard from Christine at all?" Sam asked. Phil choked on his words before answering.
"Not so much" He swallowed hard.
"Y'know. You don't have to live like that, you can always go to a Solicitor, get topped up on your rights as her father" Sam said trying to make the situation better.
"Nah, Denis is on her birth certificate and, well, he's not really here to argue for himself is he. It'd be no use" Phil replied.
When they stepped out of the car they both looked up at the modern block of apartments in front of them.
"Snazzy" Phil commented as Sam rolled her eyes.
"Penthouse is it? Wouldn't mind a bit of that myself" Phil finished nodding his head proudly.
As he finished speaking his phone rang he looked at his pocket and ignored it, brushing it off before walking on.
"Don't you wanna see which one it is?" Sam called at him. Phil laughed shaking his head and pressing a button on his phone which caused the ringing to stop.
"Hi" Sam said smiling at the man who answered the door to Helen Hudson's apartment.
"I'm DI Nixon Sun Hill CID, This is DS Hunter Specialist Operations, is Helen Hudson in?"
"Yeah" The man replied warmly.
"If we could just have a couple of minutes of her time-" Phil asked the man.
"Sure, Come on in" The man replied shuffling them into the sitting room.
"Dr Hudson..This is DI Nixon and DS Hunter from Sun Hill" The man introduced them.
"I'm her assistant" He whispered proudly to Sam and Phil.
"Well, This is nice" He said finally after a long pause.
"Anyone like a coffee?" He asked. Sam and Phil shook their heads politely.
"Andy, Get me my stuff" Helen told him.
"Joyfully" He replied leaving the room.
"We'd like to talk to you about your calls to our office, do you remember?" Sam asked.
"Of Course I remember, There's nothing wrong with my memory" Helen snapped as she took a pill and a glass of water from Andy as he unraveled her hand from a Whiskey glass.
"I hate to sound like a broken record, but you called us Ms Hudson?" Sam asked again.
"Yes, I did , I'm sorry, It won't happen again" She replied bitterly.
"Do you mind teling us why?" Sam asked curiously.
"There's a Seriel Killer out there who's strangled three women, he's going to do it again" Helen replied.
"I know it's been in the press alot lately but how do you connect them?" Sam asked.
"Oh I don't know, 20 years of clinical experience and Seriel Killers on the brain" Helen shrugged downing another Whiskey.
"Would you work with us on this?" Sam asked as Phil's eyes widened in shock.
"Your joking right?" Helen laughed. Sam shook her head softly in reply.
"I thought you knew. I don't do this anymore, I'm retired" She assured Sam.
"Is that why you called our office 14 times 'cause your retired?" Sam asked sarcastically.
"Come on, help me out here I really admire your work" Sam asked.
Helen smirked.
"Does she do this wide eyed little girl routine often?" She asked Phil refering to Sam. Phil nodded lightly.
"Does it work?" Helen asked him casually.
"Mmm usually" Sam smiled.
"Sometimes" Phil reassured her. Helen laughed to herself.
"You don't admire me, you don't even like me, none of your people do but the beautiful thing is I don't care. That's the upside of having a nervous breakdown" Helen stated. Sam placed the folder she'd been carrying on the table and opened it up.
"Well, It's a hell of an apartment you have here, I guess the books you wrote about these killers really paid off. Now, we can't afford to give you your usual fee I'm afraid, but if you could kindly look- Sam was interrupted by an uncomfortable Helen.
"I don't want these here" She hissed.
"Would you be more comfortable looking at them at the station?" Sam asked innocently.
"I don't want these here!" Helen screamed. She was becoming histerical and Sam and Phil looked on not having a clue what to do. Andy came back into the room with a brown paper bag and placed it over her mouth. She breathed deeply becoming more drousy and eventually feel asleep.
Sam and Phil were in complete shock.
"Should I call an ambulance?" Sam asked helplessly.
"No, No she's fine, it's just a good old fashioned panic attack" Andy smiled whilst soothing Helen in his arms.
"What can we do?" Phil asked.
"You can't do anything, she's agoraphobic" He assured them.
"She's afraid of spiders too?" Phil asked confused. Sam laughed, rolling her eyes as she did.
"She hasn't been out of the house in over a year" Andy told him.
"She's gonna be alright though?" Phil asked.
"Yeah, half an hour she'll be fine" Andy replied.
"Tell
her we're sorry to have bothered her" Sam apoligised.
"If
you really want her to look at those, leave them" Andy told Sam
refering to the pictures of the women's bodies in the folder
"Well that ones a strange ranger" Phil commented as they were leaving, making Sam giggle.
"They told me she was just unreliable" Sam shook her head.
"They failed to mention smart talking, bitter, agoraphobic alcoholic" Sam finished
"Aww I thought she was alright" Phil replied.
"Phil...Honest to God" Sam laughed rolling her eyes as she held open her car door.
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