Me: I return!
(silence)
Me: Oh yea…. Dr. Stiles totally ditched me…. Asshole…
Dr. Stiles: (yells) I heard that!
Me: Eep! W-Well, onto the story we go! I'll replace Dr. Stiles with Phoenix in the mean
time.
Phoenix: Seriously… vacation… Ring any bells?
Me: I don't own Trauma Center or Phoenix Wright because Altus and Capcom do!
Phoenix: (sighs) She's not listening to me…
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Trauma Center: Treacherous Meetings
Chapter 6: Cornered
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Angie's hand quivered slightly as she brought the warm coffee cup to her lips, taking a
sip of the still steaming caffeinated liquid. Julianna was in the care of Amy and Leslie
once more, allowing her some 'wake up' time. She set the coffee down on the table,
taking a seat and messaging her temples, trying to think of a way out of her current
situation. 'I could… no,' she thought, closing her eyes, 'I can't get Dr. Stiles involved.
Whoever that was last night was insane…'
The door opened and she looked up quickly. "Oh… Angie?" Dr. Stiles looked tense and
worried, "You look a bit… pale this morning… You're not sick are you?" She shook her
head curtly. "I just… didn't get enough sleep," she admitted. She hid her trembling hands
underneath the table, maintaining a serious face like she normally would. "Oh… ok," one
of his eye brows was raised. He was obviously wasn't convinced. She rolled her eyes,
"Julianna had a rough time falling asleep with that rain last night. I stayed awake until
she fell asleep."
"… Wow, so that does happen…" he muttered. Angie was half-relieved, half-
embarrassed at Dr. Stiles' lacking intelligence on child care. He left, still thinking and
leaving Angie to contemplate. Stiles didn't wander away from the room as she hoped. He
instead stood, glaring at the floor, fist clenched. Within his scrub pocket was yet another
unmarked and crudely written letter. The doctor was at a loss, completely unsure what to
do. He took it out once more and scanned the words:
Her skin is smooth like silk and fine like porcelain. It feels divine but you'll never know
since she belongs to me alone. She's perky too but you'll soon forget… In fact, you
should watch your back…
'At least it's not long but….' Dr. Stiles gritted his teeth, letting out his held breath.
Footsteps approached the location, drawing his attention from the note and stuffing it
back in his pocket. "Yo man!" Chase said, grinning. He was obviously not aware of
Stiles' current anxiety or just ignoring it. "Hi Chase," he replied, putting on a smile to
mask everything. Chase continued grinning widely, "You have pre-op in two hours!"
"Ok… wait, why are you smiling so much?" Stiles asked, slightly freaked out. Chase
raised his hands in the air and tossed his head back, exclaiming in a sing-song voice, "I
asked Leslie out! And she said yes!"
Stiles smiled for his friend, he knew Chase had been meaning to ask Nurse Leslie for a
while. "How's it with you and Angie?" The question surprised Stiles, "W-What are you
talking about Chase?" "You know…" Chase insisted, "Have you asked her out or
anything? Huh?" The grim look that flashed in Stiles' eyes didn't go unnoticed before he
covered it up with a nervous shake, "I don't know how exactly…"
It was then he noticed that Chase had come down to his slumping eye level and was
looking at him closely, the grin that had been on his face gone. "Is something bugging
you dude? You seem out of it today…" Chase inquired. Stiles thought quickly, "I'm…
just worried. We haven't seen GUILT in a while and…" "Ha! Just like you to be ahead
now!" Chase laughed. The blonde doctor rose and walked, no, not walked, skipped away,
back in his cheery mood.
Stiles mood faded back to earlier, the debate raging whether or not to confront Angie of
the problem at hand. His chance faded as the door opened, almost slamming him in the
face as Angie left the break room. "Damn…" was all he muttered.
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Angie wasn't sure whether to be glad or frightened upon her arrival home once more. She
watched Derek walk away; half-heartedly wishing she just went with him. Then again,
she didn't want him hurt from the current situation. Biting her lip, she walked away from
the window and hesitantly made her way over to the flashing answering machine. She hit
the play button.
"You have… one new message…. First message. (beep) Angie sweetie!"
'Dear god mom…' Angie thought, relieved that it wasn't that man but still…
"Turns out that doctor I was talking about is engaged already. Sorry for putting your
hopes up. (giggles) By the way, did you call your father and tell him to send these
flowers? You're the only one who remembers my favorite…. At least I think you do…"
"No mother… dad still remembers your favorite flowers…" Angie replied aloud.
"(sighs) guess I should see him once at the most. Then again, he did disappear on us years ago.
Oh well, I'll call you back and tell you what happens. (Beep) You have no more new
messages…"
Angie cradled Julianna with a relieved smile. "Time for…." The phone started to ring,
filling the whole apartment with noise, startling Julianna into crying and making Angie
jump. "It's ok…" she whispered, quieting Julianna quickly before looking at the phone
nervously. She picked the phone off the receiver. "Hello?"
"Angie?"
"Oh… Dr. Stiles, you gave me a heart attack!" she hissed. "Ah! S-Sorry Angie…" he
replied, "It's just… I wanted to tell you something…." "Tell me something?" she asked,
confused, "Well… I'm all ears for now…" She could hear him exhale on the other side.
'It must be really important…' she thought, rocking Julianna slowly. "Angie… did
something happen last night? Other than Julianna keeping you up?" She froze. "W-What
do you mean?"
"This morning, while you were in the break room, I received an odd letter… well, it was
more of a threat… it isn't the first though…" Angie clenched the phone in her hand. "I
received the first one actually a week ago… that night you had to go out to the market."
She gasped, 'That was the night when…!' "They haven't been getting any better… Angie,
be careful… whoever it is might be a---"
The phone suddenly disconnected. "Dr. Stiles? Dr. Stiles!?" she exclaimed. Angie moved
the phone away from her ear and looked at it closely. A dial tone sounded in a while.
Regrettably, she placed the phone on the receiver once more before walking off towards
her room and placing Julianna in her crib. The phone started to wail again.
Angie returned to the front and picked up the phone quickly, answering, "Sorry about
that… the phone must of…"
"You bitch!"
She flinched. It wasn't who she thought it was.
"I told you not to speak with that bastard!"
"Don't call him a bastard! You don't even know him or me!" she yelled, enraged at the
man's attitude.
"That's where you're wrong! I know more about both of you than you would like….
Especially you honey…" He emphasized the last part heavily, "For instance… your
breasts are swelling because you took it upon yourself to breastfeed Julianna…" "But..!"
she was about to respond but something clicked in her mind. 'How did he know about…!
Unless….' Angie noticed that the dial tone had returned. "Wha? Hey! I wasn't done
talking to you asshole!" she barked.
A door clicked, swinging open silently…
Angie slammed the phone down, frustrated and stormed into her room, amazed that
Julianna was still sleeping.
They silently moved across the room…
The pink nurse's scrub landed softly against the floor as she prepared for bed. It wasn't
like that man was going to get into her apartment.
They came to a stop…
An odd feeling raced up her spine as she buttoned her pajama top. Julianna was starting
to get fussy for an unknown reason. It became relevant as an arm snaked its way around
her waist and another hand practically groped her left breast. Someone was breathing
heavily onto her neck now as the intruder whispered into her ear.
"Hello honey…"
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Me: Hm… I know this chapter could've been better but I had writer's block on this one
while the later chapters should be fine.
Phoenix: We weren't even in this chapter! Can I go back on my vacation now?
Me: SIT BOY!
Phoenix: (sits down)
Me: Yay! Also, sorry about some of the typos and misspellings. Stupid MS must be on
the fritz again. (gets a bat) See you later for now!
PS. I LOVE doing those parent phone messages... XD
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