In Jennifer She Trusts
I don't own criminal minds.
Chapter 4
Molly's pretty spooked. She just rips the IV out of her arm and rushes to get dressed. She cries the whole time. Molly knew that Mark and Bruce wouldn't leave her alone. But she never thought they'd try to kill her in a hospital. Sure, she wasn't shocked that they tried to kill her, just not at a hospital. Molly grabs some paper towel to hold on the IV site to stop the bleeding and goes to open the door. She sees Jen standing there with a couple bags.
"Just where are you going?" Jen asks, swearing she just heard her mothers voice expel from her lips.
"I…I have…to…" Molly sputters and then passes out.
"I need help down here!" Jen yells toward the nurses station. A couple nurses rush over.
"What's she doing out of bed? What'd she do to her IV?" One of the nurses asks.
"I don't know. Help me get her to the bed." Jen says. She felt like a worried mother. They get Molly back in bed and get another IV line into her. The nurses give her a mild sedative. Molly sleeps the rest of the evening and well past the night. Jen catches up on some paperwork. Then curiosity gets the best of her. She opens the folder and looks for the paper on her father. Jen reads it and starts to cry. It was so moving. She puts the paper to rest back in the folder and lays down to go to sleep.
Late night, early morning, Jen's awoke by Molly tossing, turning and moaning. Jen gets up and cheeks on Molly. Molly's moaning, "No! No! Please, don't! I won't tell! I won't tell!" Jen tries to wake Molly without startling her.
"Molly. Molly, wake up. You're dreaming. Molly, wake up," Jen softly says. When that didn't work, Jen pushes lightly on Molly's shoulder. "Molly!" Jen says, a little more loudly.
Molly jumps awake and frantically pushing whom ever was near. "Don't!" Molly opens her eyes. She looks around, confused.
"Molly, it's me Jen. You're in the hospital. Do you remember?"
"Ah, I remember you. The hospital…I think I remember. Can I have something to drink please?"
"Sure. I'll have the nurse bring you some ice water. Is there something else you want?"
"No, thank you." Molly says, looking down at her arm. She sees the white cotton ball with the tape over it. Then she recalls that she pulled the IV out. And the reason that made her so desperate to do it.
Begin Memory
"I have a message from Mark Morrison. You WILL NOT tell." Then the pillow over her face.
End Memory
"Molly!" Jen yells to get a very distracted Molly's attention. Molly jumps and looks at Jen.
"Sorry. You startled me." Molly says, her heart racing.
"Sorry. Here's your water. Molly, is something wrong? You look a little pale. You seem really jumpy and there's a little bruise in the corner of your mouth that I didn't see before I left yesterday. Why'd you pull your IV out yesterday?" Jen asks, sitting on the edge of Molly's bed.
"No, nothing's wrong. I accidentally pulled the IV out. I just went too far without moving the IV bag. I really would like to get out of this hospital." Molly says, smiling.
"Okay, did you get to any of the forms I gave you yesterday?"
"Yeah. It should be around here somewhere." Then Molly doesn't remember seeing after the attack. A shiver went through Molly and Jen sees her shiver. Jen can tell something's going through that head of hers.
"Are you cold? Would you like another blanket?"
"No. I'm fine. My dad used to say, 'Someone just walked over my grave'. It's just a shiver. So any word when we're outta here?"
"No, not yet. The thing last night might get us an extra night here."
"NO! We have to leave ASAP please!" Molly forcefully begs. Jennifer's surprised at Molly's fear and urgency. In that particular order.
"Molly, what's wrong? Why are you so adamant to get out of here? Why did you remove your IV last night Is someone threatening you?" Jen asks, very concerned.
"Well, I-" Molly's cut off by the nurse coming in.
"I see we're up and about this morning. The doctor will come in and see you in an hour. I'm hearing good things." The nurse says, cheerful as she takes Molly's vitals.
"So are you trying to say that Molly might be released today?" Jen asks.
"I think so. Isn't that wonderful. A pretty young lady such as yourself should be out in the world enjoying instead of being cooped up in this dreadful place." The nurse goes on.
"Can you excuse me? I need to go call the B team and find out how things are going." Jen says, taking her cell phone and heads out to that floors balcony. Jen dials Agent Zimmerman's cell phone.
"Zimmerman."
"Hey Kelly. This is Jen Jearau. I just wanted to see how your case was going"
"We're getting closer, but I'm not real sure. Why, are you and your friend ready to head back to Virginia?" Kelly asks.
"Yeah, but we can fly commercial. Do you need any help with your case?"
"Well, we have a serial killer. Leaving bodies up and down the pacific coast. This last one was an orderly from Willow Creek Mercy." Kelly says, reading off his ID badge.
"That's where I'm at now. Would you like me to ask some questions?" Jen asks, eager to help.
"Sure. See what you can find out about Victor Winston." Kelly says.
"Ok, I'll call you back soon." Jen says, rushing back to Molly's room, hoping the nurse was still there. She walks in to find Molly standing at the window. She's staring blankly out at nothing. "Molly? Is something wrong?"
"No. Just looking." Molly replies.
"Oh, okay. I'll be back in a minute. Hey, who brought my cot in yesterday?"
"Some orderly, why?" Molly asks, trying hard to not change her body language or her tone of voice.
"Was his name Victor Winston?"
"I don't recall." Molly says.
"Okay, well I have to go talk to some of the nurses about him. I offered to help the B team with this. So I'll be back in a little while. Just relax and rest." Jen says, fishing foe her notebook in her briefcase. Once she finds it, she hurries out of the room. Molly decides to call home.
"Morrison residence." A male answers.
"May I speak with Mr. Morrison senior?"
"Just one moment please." It gets quiet. Then a familiar voice comes on the phone.
"Hello?" Mark says.
"Mark, you failed your attempt to keep me quiet. He didn't kill me. Not that he didn't try. So how will my mom feel when she finds out that you used my inheritance money to have me offed?" Molly says, angrily.
"She's the one that gave me the money. No one will believe you." Mark gloats.
"What was his name?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Mark plays dumb.
"I'll find him and get him to tell the truth."
"Good luck with that. And I'd watch your back. Accidents can happen anywhere at anytime. And there's still a lot of money left in that nice big trust fund."
"You keep your hands off my money!"
"You won't need it where your going."
"Are you threatening me?" Molly yells into the phone. Jen walks in but stays far enough back to not be seen.
"No, my darling step daughter, it's a promise. And I want to say just how much I ENJOYED your last visit home." Mark says, tauntingly.
"You are SO lucky I haven't gone to the police about that! What makes you think I won't?" Molly says, trying to put some fear in Mark.
"Because not only will your life end, but your mother's as well." Mark says, very darkly.
"Don't you…" Molly says, but is cut off by Mark hanging up on her. Molly's crying and slowly hangs up the receiver. Then Jen makes it look as if she's just walking into the room.
"Hey sweetheart. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just need to use the bathroom." Molly says, grabbing the IV bag and slowly walks into the hospital rooms bathroom. She shuts the door behind and locks it. That's when Jen hears what seems to be vomiting. She goes to the door.
"Molly, are you okay in there?"
"Fine. Just nerves." Molly says, as the doctor walks in.
" What's going on?" The doctor asks.
"I think she's had an upsetting phone call. That made her throw up. Where you going to let her be discharged?"
"Yes. After taking a look at the cuts, I believe their healing just fine. But I'd like to suggest getting her into a therapist. Just to make sure this doesn't happen again. Make sure you keep my card in case you need to make contact with me. The nurse will be in in a few minutes and she can get dressed while she waits for the nurse. She will come in with the discharge papers, scripts and to take the IV out. I'd like to say goodbye to Molly, but I know how anxious she is to get out of here and I have other patients to tend to. It was sure nice to meet you Ms. Jearau. Please take care of yourself and Molly. Safe travels." The doctor says, and exit's the room. Jen had to pick out an outfit. She knocks on the bathroom door.
"Molly, the doctor has discharged you. Could you come out so you can get dressed?" There was no answer. "Molly, are you alright" Still no answer. Jen tries the door handle. She opens the door to find Molly in the corner of the shower and is just sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest. Jen comes in and leans down to Molly. Jen gently brushes Molly's head.
"Molly, what's upset you so?"
"My phone call. I just need to get collect myself and let us get on our way." Molly says, slowly scooting out of the shower. Then she stands up and goes to the sink. She splashes some water on her face and swishes some in her mouth to rinse the vomit remains. She dries her face and goes to collect her cloths and starts to change right there. All she could change was her underpants and put on some shorts. She was a little nervous that the bruises she received the last time she went home would show. Now she had to wait for the nurse to remove the IV to finish getting dressed.
About ten minutes later, the nurse comes in with a band aide, cotton ball and all the paper work.
"So, are we ready to leave this place?" The nurse asks.
"Yes ma'am!" Molly says.
"Ok, let's get that IV out and go over the paper work." The nurse says, as Jen goes into the bathroom to change her cloths.
While Jen was changing her cloths, Molly ask, "Do you know the name of the orderly that brought the cot in yesterday?"
"Yeah. I think it was Victor Winston. Why?"
"He was just nice. I thought I'd send him a thank you card." Molly says, trying to not show her disgust with the thought of him.
"Oh, you can't sweetheart. He was murdered." The nurse says. Molly's face goes pale.
"What happened?"
"Someone slit his throat. Their still investigating. Sorry honey."
"Oh god!" Molly says, shocked. She knew that Mark got to him.
"Ok, this is the discharge paper. Only restriction is not to lift anything over five pounds. Everyday, change the bandages. Follow up with your doctor. Here are you scripts. Darvacet for the pain, Xanax for any panic attacks. Any questions, call us at this number or go to your nearest ER. You take care young lady." The nurse says, handing the papers to Molly and leaves.
Jen comes out and puts her pajamas in her bag. "So, are you ready to go?"
"Yes! Come on!" Molly says.
"Just a minute. I have to carry all these bags. Make sure you have all the papers in your hand. We have to stop back by the hotel to give my notes to some of my colleagues. Then we leave for Virginia." Jen says, as they leave that hospital room for the last time.
At the hotel, about fifteen minutes later, Jen and Molly walk into the conference room that the B team had set up as their headquarters. Molly just stood inside the door while Jen walks into the center of the room. She's talking to another woman. Then, they both turn to look at Molly. Molly just smiles, while terrified inside. Molly believes that they might have figured out that she might have information on the murder of the orderly. So she just stands there, thinking about how to get out of the room and then the hotel. She decides to slip out of the door and if she was caught, she would say she needed to use the restroom. She looks at Jen and notices she's got her back toward her and no one else seems to notice her. She makes she move. Once in the hall, she heads to the exit. Just before she can step through the door, Jennifer touches her shoulder. Molly jumps.
"Molly, where are you going?"
"I was going to go sit in the car and wait. I didn't see the point in me being in there while you where doing work. I felt out of place. Sorry. I wasn't doing anything wrong." Molly says, almost in tears.
"I'm sorry if I scared you. I was just worried. I didn't think you were doing something wrong. Are you ready to leave?" Jen asks.
"Yes, let's go!" Molly says, a little too eager.
"Ok. Guess what? Agent Zimmerman says we can use the plane, then send it back with some more agents. So we get first class travels. Are you ready for some comfort?" Jen says, smiling.
"You bet I am." Molly says and they head to the air strip.
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