Hello - so, another missing scene. I hope you like this one from our favorite club owner. Also, I need som help - I need som character traits for the bad guy. I have 'the skeleton' for him, but I thought I would involve you guys in the rest. Any suggestions can be left in the reviews or a pm. Anyhow, enjoy this installment.

MAGNUM

"How is he?" TC asked when we could finally head back to the guesthouse after hours of briefing with Greene and his men. Higgins had stayed to keep an eye on their hurting friend as he slept.

"Sleeping the sleep of the dead," she replied and fell in step behind us as we walked to the room to check up on Magnum. I opened the door quietly and all three of us paused in the doorway.

"He looks exhausted," I mumbled and TC hummed in acknowledgement.

"A little worse for wear," Higgins said and I nodded.

"Rick, help me get him undressed?" TC asked and stepped into the room.

"Sure thing, buddy," I replied and followed. Higgins subtly closed the door behind me, giving us the appropriate privacy. Unfortunately, this wasn't the first time we had to deal with an unconscious friend, so it was with practiced ease that the white knight was taken care of. For once, I was grateful that Nuzo wasn't here to see how bad Tommy was of. Not as bad as some of our days in the POW-camp, but this was another level of worry.

"Say what you want, but this man sure knows how to take a beating," TC huffed, a little bit of anger in his voice. I shook out a blanket and draped it over my friend when TC had finished arranging the limbs, so they get even more sore, than they already looked. Thomas had slept through the whole ordeal, not even a groan when I had palpated the bruised jaw and hip bone.

"Is it just me, or has he been getting his ass kicked a lot more, since we moved to this island?" I asked when TC opened the door again and we walked out. I threw a last look at our boy before I closed the door and the two of us headed back out to the living room.

"Yeah, I was thinking that, too. But not all of it, is because his line of work, you should know that," TC replied and I knew, he knew what I was thinking.

"Look, being a club owner can sometimes be sketchy, too, but I have some good door men to take care of stuff if need be," I replied to the underlying comment when Higgins got to her feet again. Her face was all cringed up and it was evident, that she had just wiped her glistening eyes. The make-up was still perfect, but her whole demeanor had changed in the fifteen minutes they had been in the other room.

"Higgy, what's wrong?" TC asked and was by her side in a second.

"I just got a call from Robin's agent. He's in the hospital with three stab wounds," was her quick response.

"What?" I asked at the same time as TC. Never one to be surprised for long I quickly recovered to something alike anger. I didn't need to take a look at TC to see he was going through the same thought process.

"He was transported to the nearest hospital just an hour ago and he's still in surgery," Higgins continued, already looking more composed. It was obvious, she cared for the reporter-turned-author, but we still didn't know how the two of them were connected. Thomas had deduced that Robin owed her as well, in the same variety like us, but he'd never confirmed it.

"What are his chances?" TC asked, an instant before I almost blurted it out.

"The doctors are cautious, but I've been reassured that he's in good hands. It might take some time, but expect him to recover if nothing happens in between. That's all I know," she replied.

"So, what do we do now?" I asked and TC heaved a sigh of frustration. Going to Scotland was almost certainly out of the picture.

"I'm going to make a call to Detective Katsumoto, explain the situation and have him make arrangement for security," Higgins replied. "The proper way," she added sternly when I was about to speak up.

"What about Thomas? He would want to know," TC said and I shook his head.

"We'll let him sleep for now, he definitely needs it. Nothing he can do either way," I replied and TC sighed again as he moved to sit on the couch.

"See if he can learn anything from the police, maybe we can stitch together some clues," I added for Higgins and she nodded before scrolling through her list of contacts. Seconds later, the dial tone was going through the room.

"Katsumoto," came the gruff answer and TC huffed with a little smile on his face.

"Detective, it's Higgins. You're on speaker with Rick and TC," she explained and received nothing for a moment.

"Is everything okay?" he asked carefully.

"Not everything. We need a favor, Detective," Higgins replied, the uneasiness evident in her voice.

"That's usually what Magnum says before doing something stupid… but go on," the detective said. Higgins recapped what she had just told us.

MAGNUM

What do you think? Remember the assingment above. Happy Saturday.

/kwueenie.