Chapter 7
He hadn't been able to help himself. After hours of pacing around the derelict building where he had taken his women, he had finally given in to his compulsion and had driven to the hospital. He felt panicky and sick with worry. This wasn't how this was supposed to happen. If he had only stuck to his usual type and not lashed out in anger he could have been with a new woman now. Instead he was nervously hiding in a small corridor at King Memorial Hospital, needing to make sure that the blonde agent was still alive; that she was going to be OK. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone. He had just wanted to find his perfect woman so that he could finally escape his Mother's clutches. The other women had all been part of his quest, but the agent ...JJ... had been a mistake; an angry moment. The FBI had made him angry and he hadn't stopped to think. He needed to see the agent and explain himself.
He peered into her hospital room and was frustrated to see that she was being guarded by two men – one of whom he recognised as the agent who had been with her at the press conference. The other man was watching the female agent sleeping. He had a tight grip on her hand and looked worried. It seemed to Lee that the two of them must be in a relationship.
As he watched, his attention was pulled back to the woman lying in the bed as she began to wake. His eyes were only on her as she was pulled into a hug by her partner. He was so engrossed that he was caught completely unawares by what happened next.
"Can I help you Sir?" he heard the male agent say, having just walked out of the room.
Shocked, Lee merely stared at the agent for a few moments. What should he do? Eventually his mind caught up and he turned to walk away, doing his best to appear nonchalant.
"Sir?" the agent called firmly. "I'm with the FBI. I'd like to talk to you."
Realising he'd been caught out; he began to walk faster, desperate to escape.
"Lee Hemming" the agent shouted. Lee froze, terrified. "Stop now and turn to face me."
Seeing no way out, he turned round to face the agent who was reaching for his gun. He worriedly looked around him, desperate to find some means of escape. He stopped looking round when he saw the agent's gun pointing in his direction.
"Do not move" the agent ordered.
As people around them noticed the gun, all hell broke loose. Nurses and visitors began screaming and rushing away from them. Lee tried to take advantage of the panic and the fact that the agent would be unlikely to risk civilian lives by shooting in a hospital and turned to run.
"Don't move" the agent screamed, but Lee kept on moving.
As he ran he began to have hope that he would be able to escape. Moments later though, without warning, he felt something hit him from behind and he ended up sprawled on the floor. As he struggled against the weight on him, he managed to turn himself to face his attacker. He quickly recognised the man who had been hugging the female agent earlier. Almost as soon as his mind made the connection, the man pulled his arm back and punched Lee hard in the face, leaving him temporarily dazed.
"Will; No!" he heard the male agent shout as his mind cleared.
The man, completely ignoring the agent's warning, grabbed hold of Lee's collar and roughly pulled his head off the floor.
"What did you do to her?" he screamed in Lee's face. "Did you touch her?"
Lee looked over the man's shoulder and saw that the woman was out of her hospital bed and looking at him warily. She had clearly pulled an IV out of her hand, which was bleeding slightly.
"Did you touch her?" the man screamed at Lee again, pulling his arm back as if to hit him.
"Will – don't" the woman called to him.
The man's hold on him didn't loosen on Lee as he turned to look at the woman he clearly loved.
"He's not worth it Will" she said softly, leaning slightly against the doorway. "I don't want you to get in trouble."
The man stared at her for a moment before lowering his arm. He still didn't loosen his hold on Lee however as he turned back to face Lee.
"Did you touch her?" he growled under his breath.
"No" Lee answered in a whisper. "No ... I wouldn't ... I couldn't..."
The man didn't wait for him to finish answering before he pulled him to his feet and turned him to face the female agent.
"Tell her" he ordered.
"I didn't do anything when I took you" he said, looking the woman in the eye. "You were unconscious. I wouldn't do that. That's sick!"
"Then why did you undo my clothes?" the woman asked, tears gleaming in her eyes and the exhaustion clear in her demeanour.
"I needed to make sure you weren't faking it" he explained.
"You what?" the woman asked, clearly confused.
"I knew you wouldn't be able to pretend to be unconscious if you thought I was going to ..." he said, stopping short when he saw the disgust in her eyes. "I didn't do anything else ... I promise. I would never mess with someone when they were unconscious. That's just wrong!"
The woman's expression turned from disgust to disbelief and she turned to look at the male agent questioningly. The male agent, who had re-holstered his gun, nodded slightly. The woman visibly relaxed, some tears escaping down her cheeks as she turned around and walked back into the room, quickly followed by a couple of nurses.
As he watched her go, Lee felt his arms being pulled behind his back. He hadn't noticed that four more agents had arrived at the scene. The powerful looking black agent was cuffing him, none too gently, and, alongside an older agent, began to pull him round and down the corridor. As he turned away from the room he noticed that the other agents and the man who had tackled him were already making their way back into the room, obviously intent on supporting their colleague, friend and lover.
A/N I'm going to leave this here. I'm not particularly happy with this ending, but I seem to have lost my motivation and I didn't want to leave it unfinished so I really had to force this chapter.
