AN: Alexander is getting closer to the truth. R&R!

Chapter Four: Pain

Melissa was sitting in a diner parking lot, going over her notes for the day. Her mind was elsewhere, however. She still had to think about her little brother Alexander and his girlfriend Casey, who were almost killed by a gunman a week ago. To make matters worse, the attempted killer was someone who went to their school and was their same age. She didn't want to give Alexander a free go at this guy, because she knew that he would kill him. Also, to make matters worse, Alexander was going to be a dad, until someone shot and almost killed Casey. She knew that if Alexander knew about that, he would go absolutely ballistic.

"Hey." Someone said, shaking her and jarring her from her thoughts. Melissa drew her gun, and saw that it was Jack, VP of the Flames of Canada.

"Jesus, it's me!" Jack said backing away from her. Melissa put her gun away, and looked at him.

"Sorry." Melissa said. "What's up?"

"Alexander, what else?" Jack said. "He doesn't know about the baby yet, but he is rounding that corner. What else do you have on the shooting?"

"The crew back at the station is looking at the tape of the shooting, trying to get a clear image of the shooter as he ran from the scene." Melissa said. "Besides that, no real big progress worth mentioning."

"Alexander is getting antsy." Jack said. "He thinks that there is something we aren't telling him."

"For his safety, and ours, let's keep it that way." Melissa said.

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Casey was sitting up in her bed, just flipping through the channels, bored as hell. She was feeling a lot better, as one can expect from someone who is recovering from three gunshots to the back. Just as she was laying back down, Dr. Miller came in.

"Casey." Dr. Miller said in a sad voice.

"What's wrong?" Casey said, noticing his tone.

"I have some bad news for you." Dr. Miller said.

"What is it?" Casey asked.

"The bullet that hit you, hit and severed something important. Sadly, Casey in lament terms, you won't be able to have kids anymore." Dr. Miller said. Casey started to cry uncontrollably. Her life was taken away by some punk with a gun. This just couldn't get any worse for her and Alexander.

Little did she know, however, it was going to get a whole lot worse.

AN: How was it going to get worse for them? Read and find out!