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Chapter 3:
"Socko? Socko!" Carly yelled into the phone as the line went dead. "Shit!" Carly hopped out of bed and began to pack her stuff. Sam and Freddie woke up and stared at her.
"Carls? What's wrong? Why ya packing?" asked a sleepy Sam.
"Spencer….Hurt…..Hospital….Socko….Gotta Go." Sam and Freddie looked at each other.
"What?" asked Freddie.
"Socko just called me. Spencer's been attacked and he's at the hospital and before the line went dead I heard a very long beep." Carly was almost done packing her things as she told her best friends what happened. Sam and Freddie jumped out of bed and packed along with Carly. Sam and Carly ran the luggage down to the car as Freddie checked them out. Once all three were in the car they sped off towards Seattle.
"Clear!" yelled the doctor. They were trying to get Spencer's heart beating again.
"No! Spence, no!" Socko yelled, trying to run to his side. He was forced out of the way so the nurses and doctor could get to Spencer's bed. Officer Bartrum was holding Socko back. Tears were streaming down his face.
"Clear!" Socko tried harder to break free of Officer Bartrum's grip.
"Son, calm down!" Officer Bartrum said quietly and Socko went limp. He just stared in horror at the scene in front of him. Spencer had to pull through…he just had too.
"He's back" the doctor said as the heart-rate monitor began beeping again. The doctor and nurses cleaned up and filed out of the room. Officer Bartrum let go of Socko who ran over to Spencer's bedside at once and sat down in a chair next to the bed. He brushed a few strands of hair away from Spencer's face and smiled slightly. Officer Bartrum cleared his throat.
"I hate to put you through this kid, but I need to ask you some questions." Officer Bartrum pulled out a notepad. Socko intertwined the fingers on his right hand with Spencer's left hand. Socko nodded and Officer Bartrum sat down in a chair next to Socko. "Ok, How long have you known Spencer?"
"We've known each other since we were three. We were both army brats and lived on base not far from Seattle. He just came up to me one day and asked to be friends. We've been best friends ever since." Socko smiled as he recalled how they met.
"Hi!" said a chipper three year old. The other three year old looked at him funny.
"Hi?"
"My name is Spencer. Wanna be friends?" Little Spencer asked, a big smile on his face.
"Okay. My name's Socko." Little Socko said.
"Socko!? That's a cool name!"
"Thanks!" Little Socko beamed.
"Friends forever!" Spencer said.
"Ok, does Spencer have any enemies?" People who hate him? Anything along the lines of that?" Socko shook his head.
"Everyone loves Spencer. He's the type of person who trusts and gets along with everyone. He's always happy…I actually don't think I've ever seen him angry."
"What does he do for a living?"
"He sculpts. People pay him to make different things or he just builds them for fun. His apartment, as well as mine, is full of his work." Officer Bartrum wrote all of this down on his notepad.
"Ok, that should be all for now. Get some rest, son. The nurses are letting you stay here. Is there anyone I should call?" Socko shook his head slightly.
"Only Carly but I already did. I can only assume she's on her way." Socko said, realizing he had dropped his phone when Spencer flat-lined, and picked it up.
"Ok, take care son. I'll contact you when we get some leads." Officer Bartrum stood up, shook Socko's hand, and walked out of the room. Socko turned his attention back on Spencer's eerily still form. He sat back down in the chair and laid his head down on the bed, holding Spencer's hand, and quickly fell asleep.
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A/N: Ok, Thanks For Reading This Chapter. If It Was Confusing The Part Where It Had Little Spencer And Socko Was A Flashback. Please Review And I Will Update ASAP! ^.^
~Bibi
