His body hurt so bad and he heard footsteps approaching. Looking up he was worried because of the knife Welch was holding as there seemed to be blood on it. Was he really going to die now?
''Your kids, they are gone. Your son...he just cried and screamed...but your daughter...well, let's just say I gave her some special treatment.'' His kidnapper laughed, playing around with the knife in his hand. Antonio closed his eyes, tried to get away but there was nowhere to go no he was still bound to the chair.
''Your wife...she even seemed to enjoy it.'' Welch said and Antonio wanted to hit him, smash his head against the floor but there was still nowhere to go and when he finally looked up Welch gave him that mysterious, evil laugh again before stabbing him the chest.
Antonio's eyes fluttered open again and he panted. It felt like the knive really had stabbed him in the chest and he could smell the horrible smell from the room he was kept again. But he knew it was just another nightmare. After the bad night he had hoped to catch some sleep but this afternoon hadn't been any different. At first he hadn't dared to go to sleep again, but he knew he had to but he had been too worried to get another nightmare...and it became the truth. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Welch threatening his family and he couldn't safe them.
Sure, he would get help offered to him soon but he didn't want to burden his family with that, he had to be strong for them. Besides, he had only been freed for 24 hours, it would probably wear off. He just needed some time to comprehend everything and at least he felt a little better now his fluid levels were back to normal.
The door opened and his sister peeked into the room. When she saw her brother was awake she walked in and sat down.
''Hey, how are you feeling?'' She asked worried as her brother was so beaten up.
''I am okay. Nothing can defeat me, remember?'' He smiled at his little sister although he knew he was lying. he was exhausted and scared, but he wouldn't show his sister.
''How is Matt?'' He asked then and Gabby shrugged:
''I had hoped he would be able to go home today... that is what we both thought but he is still in too much pain. But he is not in danger or something...how are the kids?'' She asked worried.
''At home with Laura and my parents, supervised by the police. They are safe. ''
''I meant...I am not sure if they saw Matt getting stabbed, I was worried they had seen that and you know -''
''I understand, according to Laura they didn't.'' He turned a little bit and swayed his legs out of bed. ''I want to take a small walk.''
Gabby helped him stand up and she made sure with him that he was really allowed to get out of bed, but she trusted him and knew he wouldn't do it when he knew it could harm his health. Although Antonio was stubborn, he would never hurt his own body.
Holding the IV pole and Gabby's arm he made a few steps and they walked to the hallway. Gabby was worried as he seemed so weak and he had lost weight, his legs were shaking and he seemed even worse as his right eye was bruised and hardly visible. But Antonio knew it could have been much worse. He had been without water so long it could have ended him if his colleagues were any later.
''I am getting tired.'' he said then, signing they should go back.
''You can also sit down in that room, it's Matt's room.'' Gabby offered as she felt her brother shaking and she knew his legs were nearly giving in. She helped him in the room. Matt was watching TV but when they walked inside Matt smiled and nodded: ''Glad to see you up and walking.''
Antonio sat down in the chair next to his bed and Matt sat up, his face in a painful expression as he hurt the wound on his abdomen.
''I am going to get you something drink..'' Gabby said as she walked away and Antonio looked at Matt.
''How are you doing?''
''I am okay.'' Matt assured him and he looked at Antonio. ''How are you?''
''Could be better, could be better.'' The tough cop answered and Matt nodded.
''Heard you were supposed to go home today, are you going home tomorrow?''
''I don't know, the wound is too sore and vulnerable. I could pull my stitches...but other than that I am fine.''
''What happened in there?'' Antonio asked as he hadn't heard so much about what happened there.
''I thought it were the extra towels we ordered before looking who was at the door...that's probably why I am not a cop.'' Matt said with a chuckle and Antonio laughed too, but looked serious again.
''I am sorry it happened Matt.''
''You didn't stab me.'' Matt said dryly.
''I walked out with nothing...and you got stabbed.''
''It's not your fault, again.'' Matt turned a little bit and tried to hide his pain. He was sure Antonio was really hurt though and it wasn't a hurt competition. He was just really happy they all came out alive.
''Can I see it?'' Antonio asked carefully as Matt was in so much pain. Matt lifted his shirt up a little bit, a large pad showing and carefully he lifted it up.
''You don't have too..'''Antonio looked at the large scar covered with small plasters over the stitches on Matt's lower abdomen.
''Whoah. That is going to be one hell of a scar.'' Antonio remarked.
''Yeah, but chicks dig scars...right Gabby?'' Matt smiled as Gabby entered again with three bottles of water. They chatted a little before Gabby brought her brother back to his room. He laid down in bed, tired.
''Good night, big brother.''
''Good night, lil' sister.'' They said good night as when they were younger and Gabby walked out. Antonio knew Laura would still come here later, but he knew he should try to get some sleep. But he didn't dare to close his eyes.
One floor down, Voight was visiting Lindsay.
''Why did you blame Jay?'' Lindsay asked him, upset. ''It was not his fault.''
it hurt her that Jay seemed to be so upset, as there was nobody to blame except for Welch and she didn't want him to be so upset. He had ran out this morning and hadn't shown up at the district. It worried her, since he really seemed to blame himself. She knew he shouldn't have looked away...but she hadn't been wearing her vest and he didn't do it on purpose. Beside, nobody could change what happens, they had to move on.
''He is your partner, he should have had your back.''
''I didn't wear my vest.'' Lindsay said as she became tired from trying to talk to Voight, knowing it was hopeless. She just hoped he wouldn't be too hard on Jay. She closed her eyes and heard Voight leaving. Even if she had feelings for Jay...Hank would never approve after it. Maybe she wanted to...but she didn't know so well, honestly. Jay was sweet and caring, but as after all the hearts she had broken she was afraid she would hurt him. Still, Hank would not approve it.
And in the end...she had no idea if they could be together.
If only he knew how she was, but going back to the hospital to see how she was doing could cause he would see Voight and that was the least thing he wanted now. He knew he could never talk about it with Voight and this wouldn't pass over.
But he still had no idea where Welch was, no matter how bad he wanted to know and he thought, but there was no lead to the VC group and the building where they had found Antonio was obviously empty. They had left that building as they had left Antonio and a group as big as that would probably have a lot more buildings in the city.
The only lead they ever had was another large building in the harbor but when they got there it was empty and there was no lead until the gang raid.
That had caused Antonio, Gabby's boy and Lindsay hurt.
Lindsay.
Mad Jay walked through his apartment. He kept pacing forward and backward through his apartment, hoping to figure out where he could find Welch, although he knew he had no lead, no trace to him. But he had to do something. Mad he sat down on the couch. Today he hadn't gone to the district because he couldn't face Voight.
He walked to into his bedroom and he opened dresser. His hand slammed the pictures framed away from him and his high school sweetheart and he felt even more raging as he realized he hadn't been able to save her brother. But this time, the bad guy would pay for his deeds and he opened a large wooden box that was in the back.
The pistol his dad had given him a long time ago. Slowly his anger seemed to fade away.
Slowly his hand folded around the gun he kept in his house and his mouth curled into a smile. he knew it, finally.
NOTE: uh oh, what is Jay planning. Will he cross the line? Will Voight find him in time before he will does something stupid and will Antonio ask for help in time?
Quick update again this time and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. There is a lot more of suspense coming up and I hope you will like the next storylines now Antonio is safe.
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