Okay my lovelies just so you know that I'll be updating on The Mysterious Project a little more often, it's completed and I wish to get it up and out of the way as soon as possible, I'm still working on other stories so don't worry about that. Anyway I won't keep you here. Enjoy.
Warnings: This is a fictional story and nothing more. Rating M, swearing, child abuse, if this type of thing offends you then DO NOT READ!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.
CHAP 3: Not Everything Works.
Marik jumped awake, his hold tightened on Malik as he looked around his hand went for his hip but grabbed at nothing. Malik whimpered at being moved, bringing Marik back to the here and now. Marik sat back against the headboard of the bed with a heavy sigh. He had dozed off for a little while the door opened and Tucker walked in, this time she had her light blue hair down and it sat on her shoulders. She smiled. "Good to see that you two are getting along."
"What time is it?" He asked as he sat up pulling out of the last bits of sleep, making sure not to wake Malik up. The t.v was still going in the background quietly, filling the quite of the room.
"Nine pm." She said looking at her watch as she picked up Malik's chart from the end of the bed. Marik got up and coved Malik up with a blanket. "Did he eat?" She asked.
"A little." He spotted his jacket on the end of the bed folded and clean; she nodded and wrote it down in the folder. "I'm going back to the station, I'll be coming back right after." He picked up his jacket after pulling his other one on.
"I'll be sure to tell him." She put it back down and walked around to the side of the bed, Marik gave one last glance feeling guilty for leaving without saying anything, but didn't want to wake the boy, and walked out of the room.
He walked through the waiting room and the front doors were just ahead of him, when something latched onto his leg and was shaking. He gasped and looked down to see Malik holding his leg and his face buried in the material. But Malik jumped back looking more scared than before. "Hey!" Marik lent down, Malik flinched as if expecting to be hit, and Marik felt his heart sink, and crouched down. "Come here Malik." Marik held out his arms and Malik slowly walked into them resting his head on Marik's shoulder, Marik lifted him up and carried him back to his room.
"Oh you found him!" Tucker said as she approached, Malik tried to hide himself in Marik's jacket.
"Yeah." He walked past her and into the room and placed Malik down on the bed, then sat on the chair so he was face to face with the child. He wiped away the tears that had fallen. "I have to leave for a little while." Malik shook his head no and grabbed onto Marik's arm. "I'll come back." Malik tightened his hold more and started to shake again.
Malik didn't want him to leave, everyone left him and they never came back, he liked Marik, he felt safe and warm when he was hugged. "Listen." Marik got up and pulled off his jacket and wrapped it around Malik. "You hang onto this for me." He reached behind him and pulled out what looked like a black leather wallet, he flipped it open; it held his badge, and ID. "And this." He handed it over to Malik who took it and looked at it. "I want you to hold them for me." He grinned. "I lose them all the time." Marik lent in close. Malik almost gasped, there in deep dark lavender eyes, was a gentle and awe-filled expression that gave him the instant sense of security, Marik said. "So if you hold them I'll have to come back to see you so I can have them back again, I'd lose my head if it wasn't on right, and my boss, boy do I get into trouble." Marik rolled his eyes. "Goes off at me for it." Malik put a hand over his mouth and giggled without sound, Marik fought the urge to frown but smiled instead.
"Okay, you be good and I'll be back as soon as I can." Marik ruffled his hair and walked to the door, Malik watched him with a sad look as he held the bit of leather in his lap and a big jacket over him. "See you soon." Marik walked out, and Malik sighed and snuggled down in the jacket that was still warm from when Marik had been wearing it, and with a little spark of hope, that not everyone was bad, he closed his eyes and waited for Marik's return.
Marik walked into the station and found Hoshi at her desk working away. "Is that guy still here that the patrol brought in last night?" He asked leaning on her desk.
"And good evening to you too, officer Ishtar." She glanced up smiling Marik rolled his eyes.
"Yeah fine, hi how are you?" He said.
"I'm well thank you." She held in her giggle.
"Well is he here or not?"
"Yeah we have him in the integration room they're about to let him go." She looked up. "Why?"
"Well the boy that we hit with the car." Marik said and she nodded. "The guy we're holding might be the boys father, and they both just may be living in that house."
"You're kidding? Marik that's not funny." She said.
"I wasn't joking." Marik turned and walked to the room. She got up and ran after him.
Marik walked into the room with the two-way mirror, a guy stood looking out the barred window with his back to them, in the next room. "This him?" Marik asked.
"Yeah, we don't have anything to keep him here." The much older man and chief of the station said, Marik walked to the door, making Hoshi walk into him, he grabbed her to stop her from falling over.
"That's okay, we need to have a little heart to heart." Marik said as Hoshi got out of his way.
"Marik!" He called after him but he only got the closing door.
Marik walked into the room. "Majed Jihan?" He hissed the name as he walked in. The guy turned around.
"It's pronounced Mayjed, that's May as in the month then Jed, Mayjed Gihan, Gihan that's Gee as in jeez… gee, and Han…Gihan." She pulled off the hat and long blonde curly hair fell to the middle of her back, Marik stopped dead in his tracks. "You're looking at me as if I just ran over your dog."
"You're supposed to be a guy." Marik frowned looking at the mirror, then at her. "How did you end up in here?" Marik moved to the table.
"Look, can I get a coffee or something? I have been here almost twenty four hours now, and I'm shit tired." She said to the mirror as she walked by it and pulled off the large heavy jacket and sat it on the back of the chair and sat down. It was a few minutes later that Hoshi walked in and placed a cup of hot coffee in front of her. "What no sugar?" Mayjed looked up with a frown.
"No!" Hoshi said as she sat down, she took a sip and placed the cup down onto the table.
"So why were you picked up?" Marik asked as he lent back watching her.
"Well it was a mix up." Her bright green eyes shone back, that resembled fresh grass after melted snow. She sighed and picked at the rim of her cup. "A few of us girls have heard of this guy picking us up." She stopped and looked at them. "And well they're never seen alive again."
"So what has this got to do with you being picked up?" Hoshi asked.
"Abby, went out on a job the night before last, after I told her not to, but she needed the money and went anyway, and well I haven't seen her since, but I did see her leave with this guy… he crept me out big time… and I was worried about her, I saw the same guy a little later and no Abby, we got into an argument." She took in a shaky breath then let it out as tears filled her eyes she looked at Marik. "He said that he didn't know her or who I was talking about, but he did I saw him with her." She slammed her fist on the table with tears falling.
"I'm sure that she…" Hoshi didn't get to finish.
"What? Gone off on her own, gone to see family." She narrowed her eyes. "Let me tell you, she would never go anywhere without telling me first, and she has no one but me. I take care of her."
"What's you're…" Marik was cut off.
"My girlfriend and I'm not talking about a movie buddy or a shopping friend either." She wiped her eyes with her sleeve.
"The guy she went with can you recognize him again." Marik asked leaning forward, she nodded her head.
"Do you have a picture of Abby on you?" Marik asked. She nodded her head and looked through her pockets and pulled one out, she gave it a quick glance and handed it over.
"It was taken a week ago." She clutched her hand; Marik looked over the photo, a girl with big brown eyes and long brown hair fair skin, smiled back at him. "If I saw him again I'd kill him, Abby wouldn't hurt anybody." She got to her feet with the other two.
"Look we'll do what we can to find her for you." Marik said his tone held doubt knowing that if the girl fell into the hands of the killer then she wouldn't been seen alive again, but Mayjed walked up to him.
"Just make sure that you do look for her, a lot of girls are going missing, I want the book thrown at this guy when you get him." Two other officers walked in and led her out.
"How in the hell did that get fucked up?" Marik hissed.
"A mix up." Hoshi said.
"I hope that it doesn't become a habit around here." Marik ran a hand threw his hair. "I think I have to have a word with Yami later on where he got his information from." He walked out of the room.
"Wait!" She called out and ran out of the room.
Marik ran into an office on the other side of the station, he knocked and got a come in. He walked into the boss's office. "Boss I need a watch on…"
"I already have a car sitting outside the address that Yami had, and I have him working on everything on the girls, but he hasn't come up with anything yet, this guy's slippery." His boss looked at him then back to the papers on his desk. "I have Mai working on any thing from a fight in kinder-garden to a speed violation."
"Can I get all that info when we have it?" Marik asked.
"It'll be on your desk, but make sure that you get that girl's address, she could come in handy later on." He didn't look up until he picked up the paper and put it into a box on his desk.
"But we could be barking up the wrong tree, with what she said, she could have just been jealous." He got up and walked around and lent on his desk. "Marik take the rest of the night off." He said.
"What!" Marik blurted out.
"I know what you did, you need time to vent…You've been working none stop for six months, since these killings started. Your worn out." He got up.
"I can't I'm so close to catching him, and I've had more sleep in these few days then in years." Marik growled, and funny it was since he met Malik.
"You may have, but you need more than just sleep."
"You're not taking me off this case." Marik growled.
"No I'm not, when was the last time you spent time with your family?" Marik looked down and sighed. "That's what I thought, take some time off for yourself, I gave Hoshi the same thing and she's taking it."
"I don't need time off, right before Christmas too, he's bound to kill a few more girls before the month is up, I want to catch him first hand."
"Yeah and if he does, we'll get him." He walked over and put a hand on his shoulder. "Marik you're the first cop to come through my station as young as you are, and the best at your job. I can't have you burnt out on me."
"My mother called didn't she?" Marik asked with a flat look.
"Your sister and brother." He added. "Take the time off, it's Christmas, buy a tree and the little things that go with it, shop a little for little gifts and have dinner with your family." He smirked.
"They threatened you didn't they?" Marik narrowed his eyes, the man faltered in his smirk and a small glance of fear passed over his face.
"They threatened that a part of my anatomy would be removed and placed else where, as your sister said 'where the sun don't shine.' If I didn't give you time off." He opened the door. "I would like to keep everything where it is thank you."
"I'm not taking the time off." Marik argued.
"Marik you have talent where others lack it." He sighed "Okay you can come in one day a week."
"Two."
"One and a half."
"Three."
"Fine three and that's it." He closed the door; Marik turned and saw that everyone was looking at him.
'Great.' He thought as he walked over to Hoshi. "I'll see you around in a few days."
"Oh the boy, how is he?" She asked looking up.
"Okay, he's clingy." Marik smiled at the thought of the day they had and how the boy has warmed up a little towards him.
"I think he likes you." Hoshi smiled back, Marik shook his head and gave her a look.
"No kids like me." He turned and walked away.
"Okay have fun." She waved as he left.
Marik walked into the hospital to the room where Malik was, the hallways were quiet until a group of nurses ran by him calling out. "He's locked himself in the storage room." Marik had a feeling that they were talking about Malik, he hoped not. But he followed them down a few hallways and up a flight of stairs.
"Boy open this door right now, I swear I'll kick it in!" A male nurse banged on the door heavily. Marik frowned and spotted Tucker as they continued to yell for a boy to open the door.
"Who's in there?" He asked.
"Malik. I checked on him and he ran from me and locked himself in there, we have been trying to get him out for the past hour." Marik walked up and grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and pulled him away roughly. Marik moved to the door.
"Malik it's me Marik open the door." He called through it; he waited and could hear movement inside. "Come on out." The door slowly opened and Marik knelt down looking in through the slightly ajar door at Malik wearing his jacket. "Why are you in such a horrible place like this?" Marik asked, Malik pulled open the door more and walked to Marik who picked him up and hugged him; Malik wrapped his arms around Marik's neck. He turned and spotted the guy. "Don't let me catch you talking to him like that again." He hissed and carried Malik back to his room.
Tucker had a hard time trying to take his temperature and other things as Malik pushed her hands away from him, and tried to hide himself within Marik's arms. Marik held him as he squirmed again, he was getting annoyed with the woman himself, fed up he said. "Leave him he's fine." Marik pushed her away.
"Well he's right to leave tomorrow morning, everything seems to be fine if he's able to fight me and run around." She put the stuff away and walked to the door. "You have to leave now." She said, Malik tightened his hold on Marik's arm and tugged it, with a pleading look for him to stay.
"I'd rather stay, he'll be less trouble for you." He sat on the bed with Malik.
"…Fine." With that she left.
"Why were you giving them a hard time? They're here to help you out." Marik pulled Malik onto his lap and wrapped a blanket around them. Malik lent over and picked up the remote and held it out to Marik, who took it and turned on the t.v, and sat back and watched a Christmas special, Malik smiled and snuggled down placing Marik's arm more securely around him.
The next morning a knock on the door and a woman walked in waking them up. "Officer Ishtar, I'm Beth from the child services." Marik rubbed his eyes and looked around to see a woman standing there, light blonde hair and fair skin it took him a minute to remember where he was.
"Hi." Marik got up, Malik sat up and rubbed both his eyes and looked at the woman, and backed up on the bed. Marik shook her hand.
"And you must be Malik?" She lent down and smiled at him, Malik jumped off the bed and ran behind Marik to hide himself. "Well, I'm here to take him to the orphanage, the doctors said that he can leave today as his parents are unfit and nowhere to be found." She said looking at the boy.
"Okay." Marik nodded his head and looked down, he knew that the state that Malik was in he wasn't able to go back home, his family, if he had any other family besides his father. Malik looked up and shook his head no, and held on even tighter to his leg, and for some reason he felt safer around Marik. "You have to go with the lady, she's going to take you somewhere where you can stay." Marik never felt more guilty in his life and his stomach twisted. Malik shook his head again and tears started to fall, as the lady reached for his hand and grasped it and pulled him away from Marik.
Malik followed the woman shaking and looking back at Marik. They headed down the hallway Malik not taking his eyes off Marik, who watched them leave through the crowded hallway, and Malik being pulled along, as they both vanished through the doors.
Marik sighed and ran a hand through his hair, as that guilty feeling hit him twice as hard. As his stomach twisted, his heart felt like it was being constricted at never seeing Malik again, and what maybe waiting for him at the orphanage, poor beds, heating and food? A nasty older kid to torment him every day with his friends? And what about his father? What if he found Malik, who would protect him from such a monster? "What the hell am I going to do with a kid?" He mumbled to himself.
TBC
Yes the return of the evil cliffhanger, (steps aside) you may throw what you want to at it, others will be in it in later chaps, it's just getting there and introducing them in, anyway, don't forget to R&R.
