Well, chapter four is finally here and don't be disappointed please!

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Warning: Language, mentions of sex, grammatical errors, punctuation errors (sorry)

Attack

Chapter IV

It has been four hours since Stork was brought into questioning. Elliot and Olivia were not letting it go, they were set to convict him and solve the case. Stork was still in shock on the news of Piper's father's death, his blood ran cold and his heartbeat raced tenfold, the detectives weren't giving him a chance to think or to even sit back and let everything sink in. Piper's attack, the disturbing photos of her state, the germs crawling onto his clean disinfected clothes, the questions, and now homicide.

"P-Piper's... father? He's dead?" Stork repeated, struck with bewilderment, he felt like rocking himself back and forth.

"Don't act so surprised." Stabler said with a knowing smirk as he stared hard into Stork's eyes.

"Hey, I got nothing to do with that!"

"Really." Stabler pressed.

"Yes, really. What the hell is wrong with you? Why am I the only one being questioned about this?"

"Because you're the only one that's been uncooperative."

"Oh, sure. I believe I have the right to remain silent?"

"We didn't arrest you so you have to answer our questions."

"Why me then? Can I go home? You are holding me in for nothing!"

Olivia stepped in this time with an aura of confidence around her, she circled Stork like a predator sizing its prey.

"Innocent men don't run Stork."

Stork had deeply regretted running, if only he had stayed in and play along with the others, nothing would've happened and he wouldn't be so infested with germs like this. He felt the extreme bile of remorse coming back up again but the paranoid scientist swallowed it as tightly as he would with the unexpected news thrown in his face. He looked back up at the two detectives again, his eyes watching them, studying them, learning them. He noticed the anticipated female's posture, the crease on her forehead and the frown on her lips as she waited for him to say something they could use to get a lead. Then Stork glanced at Stabler, he noticed that the blue-eyed detective was dominant and violent, he watched as the muscular man tapped his foot and crossed his strong arms over his chest, eyebrows furrowed and jaw sealed tight as if he was restraining himself. Stork was no psychiatrist, he had no training in that sort of field yet, but he could already tell what this man could do to him even if he were innocent.

Finally, it must have been a good hour or so when they detached themselves from their spot, Stork felt like his breathing was returning to normal but barely. His little victory for relief was short-lived as Elliot slammed his hand on the table and shook them both with surprise.

"Give us a DNA sample then, we find you innocent? You walk out. We find something fishy? You're guilty and stay in. How does that sound?" Elliot smiled that crooked smile of his, white teeth shining and blue eyes confident.

"You know what? F-fine! Take the damn swab and let me go!" Stork exploded as he threw his arms up in the air, his sudden anger triggering a hidden strength within him and causing him to knock the wooden table over and spill the water and food, towels and phones on the ground. Elliot staggered backwards, shock written over his features as he studied the pale individual.

"Umm-umm I'm so sorry I didn't mean-"

"Save it." Olivia pulled on her white latex gloves, took the little swab and guided it towards Stork's mouth.

"Don't worry, it's disinfected, brand new even." she smiled a little but professionalism was written over her face. She took a swab and left to the lab.

Elliot stared at Stork harshly, his jaw set and his brows furrowed with heavy menace. Stork stared back but with more confusion than anything.

"I told you I'm innocent." He pressed but with no use, Detective Stabler would not let it go without a lead.

"If it turns out that you are involved in this in any way... I swear I would personally speak to the prison authorities and seal you away alone in a dark cell."

"..." stork did not look a bit convinced nor surprised about his threat.

"Swarmed with waste and germs." Elliot added with a smirk to irritate him.

"I'm innocent!" He boomed, his left eye twitching uncontrollably and his body shaking as he staggered from foot to foot. Then, suddenly, he fell backwards over the fallen table, a couple of ribs from his right side snapping in multiple cracks during the impact, Stork shook violently on the ground and his eyes rolled at the back of his head. Since he was already an unhealthy color, his skin turned olive and a deep shade of green replaced his not-so-normal skin tone.

Elliot quickly rushed to his side, he pressed his hand over Stork's forehead and lightly pressed on his hands to steady his violent shaking. Munch, a tall skinny detective with wits that could match Solomon's, has been watching the whole interrogation behind the one-sided glass and rushed in his aid, pressing two fingers to his neck for a pulse as fast as his long lean legs could take him.

"Call a bus! Now!"

Munch hastily complied, his eyes narrowing behind his large clear glasses.

"He's having a seizure. Damn it! How many problems does this guy have?"

"Honestly, I don't think I want to know."

When Finn saw Piper on that hospital bed, it took the greatest God he believed in to restrain him from crumbling down, he wanted to curl up in a ball and die. She had never looked like this before, so broken... And lifeless. Piper was headstrong, a confident, beautiful, young woman. She wouldn't really care about her appearance sometimes since she lived with all boys, but it didn't mean she kept herself out of place and disorganized. True, her dark blue hair was spiked up at the back like an emo kid and she had a few bangs falling over her forehead and at the side of her face, her orange headband-which he never saw her without-was missing from her hair.

Her lips were chapped and split, red and swollen, and her left eyelid was two shades darker than her skin.

He didn't even want to see what was under those sheets.

"Piper... Oh God.. No..." He whispered as he reached out to cup her warm face. He brushed his thumb over her bruised scratched cheeks and ran a pale finger down to her throat where he could see the outline of a blade, his breath caught in his throat, Finn tightened his jaw firmly and swallowed the lump in his throat to keep himself from bursting in tears. "Piper..."

He sat by her, his hand gripping hers tightly as if it were his lifeline, he would never normally be so close to her without throwing unnecessary insults or comments but right now he would remain by his friend's side.

Finn had never shown any sort of emotion related to caring or comfort towards Piper, usually he would be bitter and annoying towards her, and for him to be like this now... at her bed and begging her to wake was highly unusual. Finn didn't hate her either, if anything, he liked the girl. She had spirit, determination, confidence, wits, beauty, everything. She was a good friend. Oh no... Finn thought... Can't think about her in past tense already.

"Tragic isn't it?" Finn heard Aerrow say as he entered the room, clad in a simple black t-shirt and dark jeans, he made his way towards her on the other side of the bed, not once did his green eyes leave Finn's blue ones.

"Finn, I know you're leaving out something. Please... Look at her. She didn't deserve this and whatever you know you can tell me."

Finn didn't respond. He looked at Piper lovingly with hurt across his eyes.

"Has Junko come in yet to see Piper?" Aerrow asked.

"No, he's got an emergency meeting back at the building site, apparently there has been an accident with one of his workers."

"What of it?"

"Some chunks of metal that were suppose to go to the lab for the constructions of the plane were mistakenly brought up to the building. The guy was crushed to death."

Finn knew what Aerrow was trying to do when he kept asking him questions, true he did care about Junko because they were friends but right now it was about Piper and Aerrow was not going to let go. Sometimes, the blonde thinks that his red-haired friend may be on of those detectives.

"Where's Radarr, you guys are practically inseparable?" Finn said.

"He's in the car, probably bored out of his mind." Aerrow smiled weakly.

Finn was surprised to even see emotion in his friend's eyes after all that happened in just a couple of days, usually Aerrow took it hard whenever something bad happens to Piper. And nothing this bad has ever happened to Piper, ever.

"You know, she was suppose to go out with me that night."

"Excuse me?" Finn raised an eyebrow at the new found information.

"If only I could've just... I just..."

"Save it Aerrow, it's too late now ain't it?"

"Don't talk about it like that."

"How else am I suppose to put it! She's barely woken up and it's almost been two damn days!"

"Shit, Finn. Have some faith."

Finn really didn't want to leave, but he just couldn't take it anymore with Aerrow in his presence and nagging him about the whole damn thing.

"What did Cyclonis tell you?"

"Come on Finn you know she and I have a bad history." Aerrow said coolly, his eyes void of emotions.

"She's the reason why Piper was acting up lately. Constantly nagging her about some fucking crystal, calling her repeatedly day and night, coming over with her eyes dark and dead from restless work. Piper hated the competition that was building. Cyclonis obviously envies her and being her best friend wasn't enough. And then I overheard Piper talking to Starling over the phone the night before about some cave she's discovered and once again lost to her father. She was ecstatic after a few minutes and said she'd be right there... Oh no... She'd be right there!"

Finn let go of Piper's hand, afraid his sudden anger might cause him to release some on her.

"Starling was the last to speak with Piper? How come the detectives didn't mention that?" Aerrow asked.

"Piper's phone hasn't been found."

"You know this how?"

"Oh- I.. I kind of peaked in the files. Nothing major!" Finn said defensively. Aerrow seemed a bit convinced anyway by his blonde friend.

"What do we do?"

"Absolutely nothing. I don't want to get involved-"

"You're already involved Finn!"

"Well I don't want to get any more involved than I already am ok? I'm trying to be the good guy here, I'm helping the both of us, let the detectives do their job."

"Are you listening to yourself? We're holding evidence from them! Evidence that could lead them to Piper's..." The word was too sour and sick for Aerrow to say, he bit the inside of his cheeks as he tightly sealed his eyes to restrain the angry tears.

"Aerrow, please, they will find out on their own, I don't want to get involved." Finn pressed with hard blue eyes.

"Then make it easy. I don't think I wanna keep anything more from them. This is about Piper getting justice, not about keeping us secrets."

Finn didn't argue, his eyes seemed to search the white walls and many wires for answers.

"What are we going to do Aerrow? I didn't mean it, you know I didn't."

"I don't know what you're talking about anymore Finn. What happened to your loyalty?" Aerrow backed away with green eyes dull and desperate for answers.

"I didn't sign up for this." Aerrow left the room with disdain and headed for home, leaving Finn behind with the broken girl.

What Finn said earlier rose so many thoughts inside his head, the more he thought about it, the more his suspicions got heavier and more complicated. He didn't want to blame anyone so soon, for all he knew the perp could be somebody he doesn't know... somebody not even from this area. Then why was Finn so worked up about it? It was only Starling. Wait... it was not only Starling. The Starling. What if...

He just couldn't quite decipher why Starling would call Piper out of the blue and speak to her about things involving her father and his habits of stealing from Piper. Starling was one of the most professional people he knows, never getting involved in others' personal lives let alone Piper's, her and Piper never really got along before after what happened. Starling would be talking to the guys and leave Piper out. One time Aerrow was convinced that Starling hated Piper because of what her father did to her and the dark-skinned woman did nothing about it.

It was never Piper's fault anyways. Because of what happened, Aerrow has never spoken to Starling, unless it was completely professional, he never looked at her with the same respectful eyes. He didn't hate her, at least not enough to kill her.

Piper's father was a bossy son a bitch that always got what he wanted no matter what happened to others in the process. That's how Piper's mother vanished, 'til this day no one knows for sure where she has been, it's like she has never existed.

Aerrow remembered once back in high school when he asked Piper out for the first time. Never in his life has he been so nervous about anything, he had been practicing for years how to ask the daughter of a rich powerful man to be his girlfriend and when he saw the difficulty and effort that would have to be put into it all, he backed out. Finally, during his junior year in high school he finally mustered up the courage and asked her, relieved that she had so easily said yes with such light in her orange eyes. No one but him has ever succeeded in that category. He recalled her father's calm empty stare that soon turned icy and extremely scrutinizing as he noticed the flowers and the car parked outside his mansion. He had spoken through clenched teeth that night and wanted his daughter home by ten. Aerrow did not complain, he was just too ecstatic that he was on a date with the famous Piper. Well, her father was so was she.

And then his senior happened. Oh God it was something he sure has never wanted to see ever. That's when Starling popped in the drama.
Starling was a few years older than them, but they all went to grade school together, even in high school. Starling was in the crystal business, the one Piper was very passionate about, she was in desperate need for some help on her experiment. Starling was not even kidding about this, she had seriously found some molecules in a certain crystal that if removed cold regenerate into diamonds and could be worth as much as to buy England. When she found out, the first person she called was Piper, she didn't even call her own partners or the scientist above her position, Piper was ecstatic for her friend.

Soon enough, Starling brought Piper into the lab and they both started working nonstop to find a way to remove the molecule from the special crystal, everything afterwards crumbled. One day, Starling came to clean her lab and the crystal was gone.

Piper had sworn, tears welled up her eyes and her throat sore, she had never taken it. But Starling saw red and never did as much than look at her with emotionless eyes. Aerrow had known then that between them, things will never be repaired. Aerrow had believed Piper, he had no doubt because they were together that night it happened and it would be impossible for Piper to do something like that, he wanted to know her so damn much.

Their relationship grew very slow but passionate after that, he learned many things about her and realized how miserable she must have been living under her father's roof and expected to be the best at everything and having no friends didn't help either, he took his time to study her and grew accustomed to her ways. He comforted her through the toughest of times, emotional or not. They graduated together and then the real drama had started.

Piper's father wanted her to go to United Kingdom and study management and business, government and society, he wanted her to be just like him. Smart, successful, and famous. But Piper didn't want that, she just wanted him to see how she amazing she was no matter what she learned, she wanted to prove to him that she was worthy. Piper was passionate about adventurous stuff, and crystals. She loved those to the point where she would go as far as using her father's money to get it. Piper wanted to study crystallography and speleology but her father had always said these were fools' jobs and all you get to do is write some shitty book fuck your way around the world to get something useful.

Piper didn't listen to him, she surprised him instead by moving out as soon she got her present for graduation-this part of her was surely taken on her father's side-she announced to him and his stupid girlfriend that she was her own person and she could do all by herself.

Aerrow was happy, not only did he get to be with her without her father cock-blocking him, he also had the chance to see her do what she finally wanted to do without the biggest obstacle in her way.

Soon Piper was crushed once again by her father's greed. She had discovered her first cave-although it was small and not very interesting-it was still a cave nevertheless. Paparazzi showed up, her father was there dressed like an expensive cocky version of Indiana Jones and pushed himself right in the shots. Of course, the media immediately wrote all over the web and published the newspapers, all of them were dragging about how Piper's father once again made a discovery and now his attention focused on caves and their secrets. Aerrow clenched his teeth, he had pulled the paper out of Piper's hand and saw how they got the nerve to crop her right out of the picture.

All Piper wanted was to prove to her father how intelligent she was, how capable she was of doing all by herself but he had to waltz in and steal, and steal, and fucking steal.

Aerrow was interrupted by Radarr's rough grunt as he turned and curled into a ball in the back of the black leather seats. His blue companion had never looked so alert, yet again there was many things that were still held mysterious against the animal. They have been together for years, longer than he has known anyone besides Piper and Finn. Even the creature had some sort of feelings for the girl. One of the most mysterious things about Radarr. Feelings.

The thing is... Aerrow loved Piper too much and no matter what, he wasn't sure he was ever going to let her go.

"Elliot! We found something very interesting. Over here." Olivia said quickly as her partner pushed his way through the busy department.

"We checked all the boys. And guess who comes up with nothing but a pretty face?"

Elliot slid his arm over the computer and munched on the last piece of his subway, he then allowed his surprise to show on his face as he scrutinized the details laid out.

"When do we pick him up for questioning?"

"Right now seems to be a good idea." Liv smirked widely.

"We should get a warrant." He added.

"Ya, definitely."

When Aerrow arrived at the apartment, he wasn't prepared for what he saw at all. The whole block was swarmed with police cars and buses, doctors and all wearing gloves and holding boxes and plastic bags of evidence. Aerrow could have sworn he saw one of the team members examining his boxer shorts.

His eyes narrowed specifically at the two detectives he recognized very well who were busy touching every single thing in his home.

"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded.

"Obviously we're checking out your apartment." They said as they busied themselves with evidence.

"I hope you have a warrant." Aerrow seethed.

"Don't worry pretty boy, we've got one right here."

Aerrow grabbed the warrant from Stabler with anger, he stormed off inside to see how much damaged they've done already.

There were about fifty people inside the large apartment, they were scrutinizing every little detail, even the toothbrushes.

"Detective! We found something." A short woman with dirty blonde hair pulled back in a low bun said from across the room, Aerrow eagerly rushed to her to see what she's found and he looked away ashamed.

The woman and a few other men were in his and Piper's bedroom, they had made a complete mess out of the room Piper fussed about even if he dropped one sock on the floor, Aerrow flushed. The woman turned off the lights and flashed her device over the bed.

"We've got fluids here." She said, void of emotions. "All over the bed."

"So what? We sleep in here." Aerrow said, shaken. "Together." He added for more evidence.

"Well, that's it?" Elliot said, disappointed that he couldn't get anything from the red-haired boy.

"Nope." The short tan woman looked over at Aerrow and narrowed her eyes. She motioned for the other men to flip the mattress. They did so.

"There's blood."

There was a massive bloodbath that was carelessly cleanse beneath the queen mattress, there was nothing those people wouldn't find in here.

Next thing he knew, he was being pushed over the side of a police car and handcuffed.

"Answer me! Why would you rape her?"

"I told you I did not rape her! She's my girlfriend!" Aerrow yelled out.

"Plenty of guys rape their girlfriends Aerrow, you certainly wouldn't be the first one."

"Well I'm not like those other guys. I love Piper, I would never force her to do anything she does not want!"

"Really? We found this knife inside your dresser and it matches the prints found on Piper, and her blood."

"I got nothing to do with that, I'm innocent! Someone must be trying to frame me!"

"That's what they all say. I know your kind, thinking all about yourself and nothing but yourself. She refuses to listen to you so you lead her to the middle of nowhere and showed her whose boss."

"N-no! It's not like that! I love Piper, I would never hurt her! She's my world!"

"Then what's it like? What's it like then Aerrow?"

"You don't understand! She wanted it! She wanted me to do it!"

Aerrow quickly snapped his mouth shut to avoid saying more.

"Go on. What's she say?"

"Listen, you have got to help us out here, your friend is at the hospital right now and your girlfriend is lying on hospital bed, hurting and unconscious. Tell me, what kind of man wouldn't want justice for his lover?"

Aerrow looked down, guilt engulfing him as he thought about what Olivia said, he knew deeply that she was trying to trick him and he wouldn't fall for it.

"I don't know anything."

"If you won't confess then, tell us who helped you. Surely you couldn't have done all this damage by yourself, you even murdered your own child!" Stabler grabbed him by his collar and whispered harshly as his face dangerously closed in front Aerrow. "We're getting you in for assault and homicide, tell us something because I know that you know."

"You're joking! Homicide? I didn't kill Piper's father." Aerrow almost smirked to that but his position had nothing to do with him smirking for victory.

"Not her father-"

"Wait. How did you know Piper's father was murdered?" The auburn-haired woman asked as she stepped closer, her desire for Elliot to drop the boy gone.

"I didn't.. I-I heard it from the news earlier."

"Liar, we haven't delivered this information to the reporters or anyone else in this department."

Elliot slammed Aerrow into the wall, squeezing his jaw with his tight hand as he glared at him. Aerrow struggled against the muscular man and kicked him by his ribs, causing him to stumble.

"Elliot!" Olivia tried, pulling him from the boy.

"He had to know, if he's going down for the assault, he is also responsible for the baby's death." Elliot harshly whispered to Olivia, glancing back and forth from Aerrow's bewildered figure to her strong compromising one.

Suddenly, the door slammed open and in came the Captain of the Unit clad in a dark suit, his voice boomed. "Outside, now!"

"Captain, I say we've got him."

"No, you don't. You're lucky he's not threatening to press charges against you!"

"For what?"

"Police brutality." The balding Captain said with a straight voice.

"He's lucky I'm not arresting him for assaulting a police officer."

"Elliot, watch yourself or you'll be forced to hand over this case."

Elliot stayed quiet in this one, he scratched his jaw and listened to his Captain, defeated but still stubborn.

"Cut him loose. He's not going to say anything."

"We can hold him for contempt." Olivia pressed as she walked towards him.

"What do you have against him anyway? The lab hasn't found any fingerprints or DNA on the weapon, for all we know it's probably not the knife used on the victim."

"Captain, he's got guilty arrows pointing at him."

"Sorry Olivia but you have to let him go."

She seemed to think for a moment, then something clicked as she glanced back at Aerrow behind the glass.

"Captain, there's something else you should know."

"What is it?"

"We can arrest him for false identity. I plugged in Aerrow's name in the system earlier and found some very interesting results."

"What of them?"

Captain Cragen's forehead creased as he studied the intelligent woman's features, scrutinizing her every move as she spoke with superiority.

"None. Seems that Aerrow's been lying to everyone. His real name is Johnny Blade, 23 years old, lives in 3460 54th Street NW, and married to a woman named Cyclonis."

"Are you sure on that Olivia? That's a serious accusation-"

"Positive, captain."

"Alright then. I'll have Fin and Munch interrogate her, you guys can continue. And Elliot? Watch yourself."

Aerrow had never been in so much trouble in his entire lifetime. Sure, there were times when he and Piper would act a little stupid and do stuff there were not suppose to but they were never this serious.

He's never gotten arrested before, but he did recall that one time when Piper's father had threatened to call the police and get him arrested.

It happened a while ago when he just turned eighteen and Piper was seventeen. He didn't mean for it to happen but it did anyway. They were just driven with so much passion that evening, with no interruption. They were making out in her room, just making out, but then they decided to be bolder and take things further. All he recalled was how she touched him and his pants were thrown carelessly somewhere in her room, her shirt and bra discarded as he explored her wonderful body. It was so blissful, everything was pleasurable as well as memorable but then, since when did everything go his way?

When Piper's father had found them that evening, he was calm at first and told her to get dressed, he laid immobile beside her and listened as her father threw insults at her. He should have said something to protect her but he was so damn afraid of him, he was so scared of the consequences of his actions. Piper's father let it go only because he couldn't charge Aerrow with statutory rape without his daughter's consent.

She had refused to stay home that night, she cried on his chest and tightly pressed herself against him as she wept to sleep.

And now look at him, fallen and utterly confused about his current situation, he desperately wanted to be at Piper's side and envelop her in a warm embrace. He thought about the detectives, how set and focused they were on soling the case, he knew that they wanted him to confess whether it was the truth or not. They just wanted to get Piper justice and get the perp off the streets. However, even for Aerrow, things were not that easy to admit.

Captain Cragen soon returned with a heavy frown on his aging features, he tightened his jaw as he spoke to the detectives.

"I've just received a call from Aerrow's- Johnny's lawyer, he's on his way over here."

"No matter, we've got enough evidence to charge him Captain, the lab results returned and we've got Aerrow's prints and DNA on the weapon." Olivia said.

"But we've still got two other accomplices." Elliot added.

"Should we bribe him?"

"You can make him a deal, get inside his head and force him to talk."

"I don't think this one can crack too easily Captain." Elliot said as he shook his head, curling his upper lip as flashes from what happened between him and Aerrow returned. He almost regretted what he'd done back there.

"Should I get Wong in here? Maybe he can do something."

"He's not mental."

"No but Wong can get into his head."

Elliot glanced back at Aerrow behind the glass, forcefully retreating his gaze from the enigmatic young man.

All too quickly, their conversation was over.

"This is where I intervene gentlemen. Now why are you questioning my client without my presence?" A tall lean man entered the room, his black hair a bit unkempt and his suit matching his hair.

"Who the hell are you?" Stabler asked, skipping formalities.

"I'm Dark Ace, Aerrow's lawyer." He said unemotionally as he skipped passed them and entered the room the redhead was kept in.

Olivia seemed unconvinced, she eyed him up and down and wondered...

"Your name is actually Dark Ace?"

"Ya, so? Got a problem with that?" He replied gruffly.

"I do as a matter of fact, it's pretty lame." Elliot said, not quite mocking and not quite serious either.

"I am not here to make pitiful chatting, I'm here to take my client home. You have no proof he's responsible for any of this."

"I believe in DNA." Olivia cut in.

"Since when was having sex with your own girlfriend a crime detective?" Dark Ace's anger flared.

"It wasn't sex, he and his buddies lured her into the cave sites and beat her up then raped her. We've got enough evidence to prove it."

Dark Ace was silent. He was looking at Aerrow behind the glass and his jaw tightened as he saw how defeated the redhead looked.

"Anything he says was unreliable. You're not sure if he was the one that did it, you just said his 'buddies' were dragged along."

"He's an accomplice, so he's guilty."

"My client is innocent, he had sex with his girlfriend before the assault so it's possible he's left his DNA on her. Cut him loose before I explode this Unit."

"Cut the bullshit, Ace, we've already gotten a confession from him."

"I don't give a shit detective, I'm taking my client home."

"We have enough evidence to arrest him." Elliot pointed at the blood-caked knife in the plastic bag. "He told me everything."

This is where chapter four ends. For those who are not familiar with special victims characters, Captain Cragen is captain of the Special victims Unit, Wong is their psychiatrist. Yay!

Is Aerrow lying? What's he keeping from them?

Why won't he cooperate when he told Finn to?

How did Piper's father die? Who's linked to the murder?

Why is Junk unreachable?

Why does Stork keep getting sick?

On the next... Attack.