Chapter X: Fear of losing you

"Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;

When little fears grow great, great love grows there"

William Shakespeare, Hamlet

"Hello Angel. I'm so happy he found you," the homeless man said to Lene, when she walked in the abandoned building where she lived when she was under cover.

"Hello Murray. He who? Oh, you mean Michael, yes, he found me and now I'm back here again," Lene greeted back.

"But why? You should have stayed where you were, not come back. Those men are still after you," Murray told.

"Because I had to come back," Lene said, opening the door to her apartment. It was still dark.

"Well, at least you're back, that's good. And I'm gonna protect you but right now, I have things to do," Murray promised to Lene and walked away.

"Thank you Murray!" Lene yelled after him and entered in the apartment. She didn't take many steps when she felt that she wasn't alone. As if she was stared and then she heard a silent rustling. Immediately she knew that she had merely few seconds to escape but she didn't manage to even open the door again, when she was attacked. Lene didn't saw the attackers but she knew the answer already and then she blacked out. A trace of her blood was left behind when the attackers dragged her in their car.

***

"Michael, you've got to give her some space. Yes, it's your job to protect Lene but she also needs her own time," Bonnie lectured to Michael the next day after Lene had marched out.

"Here I don't agree with you Bonnie. Right now, she shouldn't have ran away, she should have stayed here," KITT intervened the discussion.

"Maybe you're right Bonnie. I don't know. I feel awful the way I treated her," Michael said to Bonnie.

"Look, go after her and tell that to her but tell also that you'll give her the space and time she needs. I know you love her, that's been obvious since week two after you met her," the brunette mechanic advised Michael.

"What if she doesn't want to listen to me?" Michael asked. He was tired and worry was dimly visible in his voice.

"Tell her anyway. Apologize, leave a note to her. She's not stupid. She just got enough of your bossing around. She loves you very dearly, I know it. She will listen to you when your words correct," Bonnie told to her friend.

"Thanks Bonnie. KITT, how about we too go after Lene? I have pretty good idea of where she might be," Michael suggested to KITT.

"I thought you'd never asked Michael. Are we going to her place?" the car wanted to know. Michael nodded and gestured Bonnie to open the ramp of the truck. KITT reversed out and accelerated past the truck, heading to the abandoned building where Lene resided.

***

"Michael, correct me if I'm wrong but that looks like police car," KITT said to Michael when they arrived at the building.

"You're not wrong KITT, but there's always something wrong when a place is crawling police units," Michael replied to his friend. A familiar-looking man hurried towards them.

"Why did you let her come back? Why did you let Angel come back? I had to call the police when I found blood from her floor," the homeless man, Murray almost yelled to them.

"Hold on, little slower. You mean you found blood from Lene's apartment?" Michael asked from the man, terrified.

"Yes, from her floor, that's what I said. Are you deaf or something? I think they found her this time and now they've taken her," Murray was furious, "And it's all your fault!" he continued and walked away.

***

"Does he mean what I think he means by "they" or am I just being paranoid?" Michael asked from KITT after Murray was gone.

"Oh I think he means exactly what you think he means Michael," KITT confirmed Michael's fears.

"I don't like this KITT. If the Yakuza has got her, she might be dead already," Michael said," And it's my fault, I chased her away," he continued.

"You know Michael, I hate to say this but you're right, it is your fault," KITT didn't liked to say it but he had to.

"Get me to Devon KITT, please," Michael requested, hoping that Devon would have a solution. Soon, Devon answered.

"Devon, they've taken her. The Yakuza's got Lene," Michael told to his boss.

"That's not good. But don't worry Michael, I'll call to one friend of mine, he's working at the FBI and he owes me one favor. We'll find her," Devon promised and ended the call.