Chapter X
Skye
Vincent hurried up the stairs pulling Cat, who was trying to break free. She could not do it
- Vincent! You are hurting me! - he was nailing his hands, almost claws, on the wrist, by which he had it grabbed her.
He said nothing. He kept walking, until they reached his room, and there he threw Cat on the bed, and he went straight to the children's crib.
Cat was frightened, he was practically transformed. She knew that to tell him, that she was planning to go with them would not like it, but I do not imagine he was going to get like this. She never thought the beast would appear.
She followed him with her eyes as Vincent reached the cradle, took the necklace of the gem, and closed his right fist tightly around it, closing his eyes.
Cat watched his profile change and his face slowly relaxed as he followed with his eyes closed.
A few seconds later he was back to normal. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes, turned to look at his wife.
She, sitting on the bed, did not dare say anything. She just stared at him, still frightened.
-Your heart goes a thousand times an hour .- he said in a low voice. He went to the bed and sat next to her, holding the gem tightly in his hand.
Cat took a deep breath, noticing that her husband's voice was the same as ever, and there was no anger in the room.
She caressed his knee as she began to speak:
- Vincent, it hurts in my soul to have to separate from them ... they are my children and I know that my duty is to take care of them and to be at their side especially now that they are so small ...
Her husband nodded energetically, to what she said and put him free hand on hers. Cat kept talking, watching him even though he did not look at her:
-... but I also know that I have to go with you ... this war I have to fight it with you, I can not stay on the sidelines ... I'm sure that fate has me reserved an important role in it ... .- She took her husband's chin and forced him to turn her head toward her-. Vincent, look at me ... you know I'm right. Not only were we always destined to know each other and have these wonderful children, but we are also destined to end this ... Stuart told me one thing the other day that made me think ... .- She ran her tongue over her dry lips. Vincent kept looking at her without saying anything-. He told me that Rebecca started all this, and that her mistakes will help me learn from them, and do what I have to do to close the circle ...
Vincen swallowed and removed Cat's hand from his chin. He got out of bed and went to one of the windows. The lampposts lit the way to the village.
- I do not want anything to happen to you .- he said slowly. I'm going to be honest ... there's one thing I did not tell you ..
Cat frowned.
- About what?
- About your trip here ...- He turned to look at her-. It broke my heart when I saw you get on that boat ... but after a few days, I realized that I was much more relaxed knowing you away ... until I found out about Stuart, of course ...
- Sure ... - repeated his wife nodding.
-Cat ... I can not stop thinking about what would happen if I lost you ... if our children lose you ... .- He shook my head from side to side-. For much destiny that we take behind, I prefer to stop it side and know that you stay here, safe from everything ... I know I will not fight well if I have to protect you ...
His wife smiled. She got up, went to her bedside table and rummaged through some papers. When she turned to look at him, she had her pistol in her hand.
- I thought I'd made it clear a long time ago that I could defend myself ...
Vincent made a face of supplication,
- Cat Please, do not do this ... stay to protect children ... I still do not trust them ...
Cat shook her head from side to side.
- Dad, Dana and Heather will do it ... and I'm honest, I trust Angus, I trust them ... now ... and from what everyone has been telling us ... I think pregnancy did not let me think With clarity ... I really know that the children are here better than anywhere else, even if we are not with them.
Vincent looked at her and slowly relaxed his shoulders.
-It's impossible ... I do not know why I try to make you come to reason ...- he said abandoning the fight.
He went to the cradle and again left the gem hanging from the headboard.
Cat watched as he did, as she returned to hide the pistol in the drawer.
Vincent, went to meet his wife and the two hugged.
- We will fight again ... - he said with a sigh. ... but promise me ... .- He forced her to lift her head to look at him. ... that if it gets ugly you'll walk away and leave me ...
Cat frowned.
- Honey, we are not to be brave ... - Vincent complained without raising his voice - ... you know what I mean ...
Still hugging him, Cat nodded reluctantly.
-Of course I know it...
He continued to stare at her, waiting for her to respond to what he had asked for. She surrendered.
- Okay, I promised ... I'll walk away ... but it has to be the very, very ugly thing for me to leave you.
Vincent took a deep breath and let her head rest against his chest.
- Think of our children ... better one of the two ... than none ...
Cat just thinking about it grabbed him harder, and she began to feel her eyes fill with tears.
"That will never happen ... I'm sure we'll both go back to them ..." she said in a choked voice. We are destined to save each other, you never forget ...
Vincent nodded and bent his head, kissed her.
- That's right, we're destined ...
Suddenly, a voice came to his mind. He turned away from his wife listening.
Cat knew immediately what was happening. They were talking to him.
- Vincent, what's wrong? Are you worried about what you could tell me? .- She asked, thinking that the interruption was due to Vincent's anger in the room.
Her husband shook his head.
- No, it's not that ... Hugh just called Stuart. Something very important is about to happen in New York ... .- He looked at Cat with a worried face-. And, as it seems, has to do with your brother ... .- She opened her eyes wide, terribly frightened. Vincent took her hand-. We'd better get down ...
Cat nodded, shaking her head energetically, and without waiting another moment, they left the room, heading for the castle's dining room.
New York
He turned off his cell phone when he saw her appear. She was dressed in black jeans, boots of the same color and a red anorak ... Her blond hair fell loose on her shoulders. She was more beautiful than she remembered.
He smiled in satisfaction, as he felt his heart beating ... It was good to feel alive again, and being with her, he succeeded.
Instead, Lynn came up to him and noticed something strange. He thought that his heart would go crazy when he saw it ... and thinking that the hope of a redemption motivated by pregnancy, could be a reality, but now, being close to him ...
- What are you doing here? ... You told Stuart to watch over me ... I did not expect you to show up. They could have followed you ... .- she said angrily.
- They have not done it, I can assure you ... and I needed to see you, despite what you did to me ... I felt empty without you ... .- he answered with a deep longing in his voice, staring at her blue eyes.
She did not know what to say. Though he had come out of the tunnels without thinking, fearing that he might come in ... a part of her was afraid of his reaction after he had betrayed him.
- Ethan ... I ... - not really knowing how to do it, or what to say, he began to apologize, but he covered her mouth, forcing her to say nothing.
- Do not say anything ... I know because you did ... You can not stop being what you are, and you trust them ... but soon ... - did not follow, looked around and shook his head. Then he bent down to look at her, grabbed her tightly around her waist and kissed her.
Lynn hoped to feel what she had felt the other times he had kissed her, but it did not. I just wanted to get rid of him.
- What's the matter? .- He asked, pulling back, looking her up and down-. I notice something strange being close to you ... a quick noise ... .-He looked around-. I know someone has come with you ... but this ... .-He shook his head from side to side-. ... not the same ... Lynn, tell me what it is ... .- he demanded.
She closed her eyes, had to tell him or it would be worse not to. He would know that she lied ...
With the decision made, she fought hard and did it.
- I'm pregnant ... and, of course, it's yours.
Ethan leaned back in astonishment. He looked at Lynn, up and down again.
-I can not believe ...- was the first thing he said-. I can not believe it…. A son ... -. He turned around. He kept shaking his head-. It's incredible ...
Lynn was quick to make things clear.
- I do not care what you think about this ... I will not go with you ... I know what you are and I do not consider that you can be a good father ...
Ethan stared at her for a few seconds. He approached her in two strides.
- You're right ... you're not coming with me ... Not now ...
He grabbed her by the waist.
- When this is over, for better or for worse ... I will come to get you ... and if you resist ... I will kill them all, including that damn thing ...
Lynn smiled.
- You can not ...- Her eyes turned yellow. Do not underestimate them ... and me neither ... We caught you once ...
Ethan smiled, grabbed her chin and lifted her face slightly.
- I like that, you're a warrior! ... but it will not do you any good ...- He leaned his other hand on her belly and looked in front of him-. "Your guard dog is getting nervous ... I will not hurt him! You do not need to be so upset!.- He shouted at night.
Evan's eyes, from a roof of the building in front of them, were still yellow, though he knew Ethan was telling the truth.
The hybrid turned back to Lynn. His hand continued to caress her belly.
- I never thought of being a father ... but I think I would not do it wrong ... a little Ethan Jenkins who inherits my essence ... and yours ... It will be exceptional ... .- fell into the account of something then-. ... but I will not tell to the Consortium ... And you will not let those damn bersekers take it like they did with the children of the others ... Although, on second thought, it does not matter, they will not arrive in time ... .- he said smiling.
He bent down and kissed her hard. Lynn tried to push him away, and then she realized she no longer felt the same attraction she felt for him before ... Something had changed ... maybe, the child? ...
- ... you know, if something comes between us when I come to get you ... I'll end it ... you do not have the slightest doubt ...
He kissed her again, and almost at the same time, Lynn, felt nothing grabbing her. Ethan disappeared from in front of her, as if he had never been there.
Skye
They arrived in the room, in just a few seconds.
Bob jumped off the couch, leaving Vanessa in Dana's hands. He looked at Cat and then at Vincent.
His daughter went to him.
- Everything is arranged ... but you will have to take care of your grandchildren ... well ...- He looked at Dana and Heather. ... you will have help. I know you do not want me either, but I have to, and now, I want to know, what about Mark ...
His father merely told him.
- For now ... nothing ... Stuart will tell you, is who has talked to Hugh ... It has put us in the background ... but there are still things I do not understand ...
Meanwhile, Jt, he approached Vincent to ask how he was.
- I'm fine ...- he said in a low voice, reassuring him-. ... but I can not help but worry about her and the children ...
Tess reached them.
- Well do not do it ... you are not alone in all this ... and I understand Cat ... This war affects us all and we all have to be. They will have to do away with each of us, if they want to win.
Vincent smiled gratefully, but he knew that was not so difficult to happen.
Cat caught her daughter in her arms and as she cradled her, standing, she addressed Stuart.
- Tell us what's happening in New York and what has to do with my brother .- she urged him.
Vincent took Tess's arms to Michael. He needed to spend as much time as possible with them. He kissed him on the forehead, and sat down in one of the armchairs between Jt and Tess.
Stuart looked at them both with his children and could not help but sigh. Erik looked at him, and shook his head.
"Give up your sensibilities and start talking" .- he reproached her with no one to hear him, especially Vincent.
Stuart gave him an annoyed look, and he did.
- Hugh has told me that they have set in motion a plan where Mark is going to do bait.
Cat frowned.
- Bait of what? She asked without understanding.
Erik replied very seriously.
- The bait to hunt John ...
- What?! .-Vincent rose to his feet as soon as he heard it. Michael was startled, but not lloró-. It is very dangerous ... it will kill ... You know very well how they attack those bugs ... You have no choice!
Jt, he forced him to sit down.
- Wait till he tell you the rest ... Do not forget that Mark is not alone ...
They had to put the children in the crib, and besides, it was too late, but neither Vincent nor she wanted to release their children. Without saying anything they both thought the same ... They would cradle them until they slept in his arms. They were going to be there for a long time without seeing them ... and they could only trust, hopefully, it was a little ...
Stuart cleared his throat and continued talking.
New York
He was about to reach Mark, when something came from his right and knocked him down.
He lay on the ground, not knowing what had happened.
It could not be a hybrid, I would have detected, nor any of the berseker. He knew they were in Scotland.
So what?...
He tried to get up, quickly, and again, that something, pushed him, but this time, with such force, he threw him against one of the brick walls of the alley. He hit his head and fell to the ground again ... what was going on? He wondered, frightened for the first time, since he had become what he was now.
He jumped up, letting the beast, still in control ... and when he raised his head to face his unexpected opponent, he was speechless ... and the little moment of stupor by what he saw, was used, by Mark, to appear behind his incredible and huge aggressor, and shoot him 2 shots, one on each knee.
The beast immediately fell to the ground, roaring with pain, and lay on his back. Mark stepped closer and without a word he shot at the shoulder joints. John roared again, squirming on the floor.
Vincent stood a few steps behind Mark, not losing sight of the hybrid, which due to the wounds, was starting to change ...
- Hello! .- Mark greeted as he kept on pointing.
John only had eyes for Vincent, who was now covering his face with the hood of his black cape, staying close to both. She could not take her eyes off her ...
What he had seen in a second had turned his world upside down ... how could such a thing exist ...?
- "That!" He managed to say to Mark as he tried to raise his hand to point, unsuccessfully-. "That monster!" What is it?!
Vincent came up to him ... The light from the streetlight struck him directly on his face. His blue eyes distilled an infinite rage, while his sharp fangs were divined in his open mouth, to speak ...
- I'm not a monster ... the only monster here is you ...
John, unable to bear seeing him, turned his face.
- It is impossible that you exist and still less that you can speak ...
Vincent answered loudly in his ear.
Both he and Mark could see that an uncontrolled tremor ran through him.
He tried to crawl further away from them, but he could not, though they began to see that the wounds were closing.
Mark shot him to his knees again. The hybrid screamed again.
They had made it very clear, when they set the trap, that they could not give him the slightest advantage, or they would have problems ... Experience had taught them that they moved too quickly.
John shouted at the impact of the bullets. He stared at Cat's brother fiercely.
- How could you do this to me? ... As soon as I get up, I intend to disembowe with my own hands! .- shouted him.
- I'm not going to let you get up ...
- Then kill me now, you son of a bitch!
Mark smiled. Shoulder injuries also began to close. Without thinking twice, he shot again.
This time, John did not scream. He simply breathed quickly and closed his eyes.
- Stuart had always told us that your weak point was your ego ... and of course he was right. -Mark kept saying it to him-. When we started to see the photos of Reagan's collaborators, I recognize that your costume gave the punch ... and besides, you're surprisingly similar to William ... but the fact that you had come so suddenly to the group made something not fit us .. We called Karen, and of course, we heard the message that you had made her record ... But when they called the hospital they told us that their father had never been admitted there ... He stopped talking for a couple of seconds, then asked:
- Where's Karen, John?
The hybrid still unable to move, smiled.
- Dead ... but I had to force her to do a number of things before I killed her ... It could have been easier ... but Ethan has always had, a certain phobia of killing women in cold blood, and I had to cope with myself ... - he said Slowly, breathing with difficulty because of the pain. He knew he needed to have it entertained to be able to recover ... and he should do it all ... .because the thing at his side was scary. He had handled it like a pelt ... What hell would it have come out of? He wondered ... but the more he thought about it, the more he came up with one.
Mark kept asking him.
- And William?
- I do not think you're such a fool to ask that. - he answered, while he noticed how the wounds began to close slowly ... to receive two shots in each one delayed the recovery. He needed more time-. Let's say they are keeping each other company ...
Mark sighed. How many people were going to die for this?
He took two steps toward him again.
- Fool me? .- He laughed-. You fell into the trap without any difficulty. Hugh realized immediately who you were. They saw you when they robbed the Baker. A huge beast with incredible strength...
- Yes, that's me…. And I'll show you right away! ... .- threatened with the eyes changing color.
Mark shot two more bullets into the wounds on his knees.
John squirmed on the floor.
- We prepared all this, to attract you here ... a lonely place, which is more, because the NYPD has cordoned off the area ... Director Reagan controlled everything from the moment he saw you follow me from the Empire ...
The deployed team maintained the perimeter of security, while he watched the scene from the entrance to the alley. He could clearly see Mark bending down to talk to John who remained on the floor.
He wanted to tell him a few things before ... The same ones, which he already knew ... Frank only expected him to control his time well, if the beast recovered, the tables could change, although Mark had such help.
He looked at the imposing figure who was standing behind Mark ... but he did not see his face ... it did not matter, he did not want to see it ... better this way, one thing was knowing that existed, and quite another ,, see it with your own eyes.
Knowing what was going to happen, because it could not be otherwise, he turned around, and waited ...
- We had many discussions about whether to leave you alive or not ... About taking you to the same place where Ethan was and questioning you ...
- I'll never say anything ... and you could never keep me ...- he assured her.
- We did it with Ethan...
- Yes, and it's something I've never understood ... ..
- Yess ... .- Mark nodded smiling - ... anyway ... in the end we thought that, precisely you would do that and we did not want to risk. We would kill you. I would kill you, it was the only possible decision, but first I have to tell you something ... I want you to know why I killed you ...
Mark crouched down to hear him. The knees and shoulders of the hybrid were bleeding copiously, leaving a black stain on the floor. He knew they would start to close quickly. Even if he did not heal well, he could stand up and attack.
He aimed the pistol directly at his head, resting it on his forehead.
John coughed and smiled.
- You will not, you will not dare ... I'm going to destroy you! ...- he said, feeling impotent and full of terrible anger ... out of the corner of his eye, he could not stop looking at the shadow that remained motionless to inches from them.
Mark, apart from the rage, saw a terrible fear in those eyes. He came closer to him, and staring at him, said slowly,
- My name is Mark Reynolds, my sister is Catherine Chandler, and my cousin was Kevin Reynolds, although you knew him by Jeremy Gallagher ...-His voice almost broke-. He died, right after Morgan killed my Uncle Nick, his father. I will never forgive myself for not being there to avoid it ... .-The tears began to fall on her cheeks-. You killed him, damn bitch, get ready to die ... **
But just then, drawing strength from his incipient recovery ... John lifted his arm and grabbed Mark's neck tightly ... squeezing it until he stopped breathing.
Mark, shocked, released the pistol to, in a motion reflected, grab the hand that was drowning him ... but then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Vincent came quickly to them, and with a terrible roar ripped the John's arm , from the shoulder.
The hybrid gave a heartbreaking cry ...
Director Reagan whirled around, frightened, to see Mark quickly picking his pistol from the ground, and the huge hooded figure, with what looked like a human arm in his hand.
Automatically took out his revolver and went to them.
John looked at Vincent, his eyes disengaged, feeling the blood drain from his body.
Meanwhile, Mark, got up slowly, after picking up his gun. He aimed his hand firmly at the hybrid, and without saying anything else, he shot.
Frank Reagan, just came to see how the bullets hit the hybrid ... Two in the head and one in the heart ... He was dead ...
He lifted his head slowly and looked sideways at the hooded figure who had just released the arm he had ripped out. He was unable to say anything.
Mark turned to him.
- Thank you ...- he said. I owe you my life….
Vincent simply nodded weakly and without waiting, he ran down the alley until he disappeared into the dark of night.
Mark turned to Reagan.
- The bastard got me by the neck, and he would have killed me in spite of his wounds, if it had not been for him ...
Reagan kept looking at the place where Vincent had disappeared.
- You do not need explanations ...-He drew air trying to forget-. Well, it's all right .. and he .. .-Frank said looking at the dead man-. ... it's history ...
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
- Gary, tell the ambulance that it can happen ... and the team that removed the perimeter ... We took him to the Baker.
He hung up the phone and turned to see Mark staring at the corpse.
- Seeing him like this does not seem so dangerous ...- He rubbed his forehead-. ... but I can not feel sorry for him ... and it's true, what you told me the day we planned ... here is a lot of revenge ... I wanted Kevin as if he were my brother ... but we all know, that besides he, they have made suffer so many people that we do not have to shake the pulse when we have them in front ...
- Mark ... Leave it ...
Frank realized that a part of him was justifying himself for having shown no mercy with him ...
- No ... I do not want to leave! Fuck! He deserved each and every bullet I fired at him, each one! .- He shouted and then looked at him-. Do you know what he said to me? ... What killed him to true William Vane and ...
Frank ducked his head.
- and Karen ... I imagined ... - he said as calmly as he could-. Mark ... what are you worried about? .- he said, then approaching him The sirens of the ambulance began to be heard in the distance.
Mark thrust the pistol into the holster and slowly approached the director.
- I've seen Vincent's expression after he ripped out his arm to save my life ... and after I killed him ... and I've seen my reflection in the glass of that door ... and I swear there was more humanity in his face than in mine ... -he said sadly and some bewilderment in his voice.
Frank caught air.
- Do you feel that you have made him suffer too much?
He had a hard time answering, but in the end he ducked his head.
- Yes ... a blind hatred has taken over me ... and I just wanted him to suffer and almost for that hate I make me kill ... If my father were here he would give me a good punch ... He would tell me: you should never lower your guard, it's not worth hurting ... You had to have shot him no more than knock him Vincent, and would not have forced him to have to do what he ended up doing ... -. He tilted his head-. I have the feeling that this war will end also with part of our humanity. It's not just something my brother-in-law and Vincent fear ... it will happen to us too.
Frank grabbed him by the shoulder.
- Do not worry ... We have to finish with them as soon as possible before we again have reasons for personal revenge ... it has to be a surgical job ... without feelings ... - he said knowing what he was talking about .-. ... It has happened here now ... it's already done and you can not back down ... You'll ask Vincent for forgiveness, when you see him ... Now, let's look in his pockets. Something we can find that works for us ... it's good that there is a less hybrid, but we need something to continue investigating ... We are in stalemate ... Murray's thing is interesting but without proof it is as if we did not have anything ... we can not approach to anyone and tell him that one of his faithful collaborators, is a Hybrid between man and beast and who wants to end it ...
As they listened as the ambulance reached them, they rummaged in their pockets for something that might be of use to them. Mark found a wallet with fake documentation on behalf of William Vane, a few keys and a few dollars.
Frank Reagan took the wallet from Mark's hand as they watched as the ambulance entered the alley.
- You think he might be living in William's apartment?.- Mark asked as he read the driver's license.
Reagan sighed.
- We can not have anything to prove ... .. - picked up his phone again-. Danny*, get the car and tell the crew that we're going to Laffayette's 153 ... There was his William Vane apartment. See if we're lucky.
Skye
- So, you're telling me that they've tricked John into believing that they did not suspect him ... and Mark has let himself be seen, to follow him?.- - Cat repeated as she walked briskly to Vanessa, who was already wearing a while asleep in her arms. Dana rose and took ker gently, sitting on the couch beside Heather, before doing so, looked at her with circumstantial face ... Cat was about to explode.
- But what the hell was he thinking!" .- He shouted, raising his hands-. ... John is a monster! .-She looked at his father-. Daddy say something!
Bob frowned. He also seemed worried.
- A long time ago, I trusted Mark's judgment, though, he knows, John was the one who killed his cousin... and maybe that might cloud his judgment.
Cat put his hand to his desperate face.
- Oh my God! .- She said in a whisper. Even though she had known the existence of her half-brother, she felt very close to him.
Bob shook his head from side to side.
- ... but Cat, let's not worry yet ... NY police backed him ... He's not alone ... nothing has to happen ...
- Sure ... .-she said with a sigh.
Vincent looked at his father-in-law. Michael had fallen asleep, got up and handed it to Heather.
- Well, it does not make sense to let him go any further... .- He walked over to Cat and took her hand. He looked at Stuart-. When we leave?
He folded his arms before answering.
- Tomorrow ... we will go out at night ... according to old Connor Uhtredson ... we will have storm ...
Cat looked at him strangely, and tired of surprises.
- Who is Connor Uthredson?
Erik smiled.
- A "very old" sailor, who feels in his bones when a good storm approaches ... and never fails ... We need a lot of noise to make it work ... and the unpayable collaboration of him and his son, Soren
Jt shifted uncomfortably in the chair.
- Then "they" .. - looked to the town-. They will open the way ...
The two bersekers nodded.
- Yes ... you can not implicate yourself, you are too important..- Stuart replied-. ... but do not worry, those who will go, know what they do ... and they gladly accept it.
Vincent felt a certain sadness in his voice.
Then there was silence in the room. Everyone thought of the same thing: ready farewells.
Stuart coughed.
- I think we had better go ...- he said, gesturing to Erik. Then he looked at Bob-. I imagine Hugh will call me, but just in case, as soon as you know something about Mark, send me a message ...
Bob nodded.
- I think we should all go to rest - he said-. The little ones need to sleep in their cribs ... and the rest of us do nothing by staying awake until they call ... as soon as he can call ... .- He looked at Cat-. And I'll go and talk to you ...
She took a deep breath, and approached Dana who handed her to Vanessa.
- Agree…. Let's go to bed ... but ... .-went to Erik who was about to leave the room-. ... I have heard of something several times, and I would like to know what it is, before I leave my children here ... I do not want surprises or more secrets between us ...
The tall, grizzled Scot looked her up and down.
- You say ...
- I want to know what the mines are ...
Stuart bent his head, smiling, half-sided, and Erik stretched out his height. He nodded.
- Okay, you are in your right, and by the way, Jt...- He looked at the scientist-. ... you will leave doubts about the origin of the gems ...
Jt frowned in surprise, just like everyone else.
- Stuart! ... Have you let me investigate knowing everything? Knowing all about gems? ... Come on, man! .-He put his hands on his waist-. How could you have been so ...?
Stuart raised a finger to silence him, before he said anything he could regret.
- Shhhh ... You asked me to leave you, you did not tell me anything else ... you did not ask me anything else ... and it was not time ...
Jt shook his head from side to side, still with his arms in jars.
- ... it's amazing, how can you be so cynical...- He lowered his head, deeply angry-. I've investigated ... but it's a dead end ... or was it your fault? .-He asked them, realizing that he had just got it right.
Erik smiled.
- Tomorrow, I'll come and fetch you tomorrow. It's a nice excursion .- Told them-. Stuart has to prepare our way out ...
He nodded.
- Yes ... I have things to do ... but Erik will be the perfect host ...
They said goodbye, wishing the NY news were good, and left the room.
Jt looked at the others.
- When will the surprises and secrets end?.- He asked, repeating what Cat had said.
Vincent smiled.
- I'm convinced that I never ... Right, Bob?
Bob looked at him in surprise.
"Sorry, Vincent, but I can assure you, and now it's true, that I have none left ..."
Vincent raised an eyebrow at him.
- I never know when you lie to me.
Bob grinned.
- Never…
Cat got into the conversation.
- Well, we've been through this before ... let's ...- She kissed her sister on the cheek and then hugged Dana-. Trying to get some sleep ... as soon as someone knows something to communicate it to others ...
Jt, annoyed and upset with Stuart, grabbed Tess by the arm.
- Let's go ... I needed to rest a while from all this, even if it's a little ...
Tess smiled, massaging his back.
- Do not worry ... I take care of you to rest ... .- They said goodbye to the others and left the room in the direction of their room. Behind them were Bob, Dana and Heather.
Vincent walked over to Cat and kissed her on the forehead. She knew that despite going to bed, she would not sleep until she knew how her brother was ... Both, taking their little ones, who slept peacefully, in their arms, the last ones left, turning off the light when they left.
New York
Vincent reached the tunnels by one of the entrances to the West. Walking the path that led to the area where they were living helped to reassure his mind.
Then they noticed that he had come in and they went out to meet him. Lynn and Emily had been waiting all the time talking, telling each other how their fates had taken them there. When Samuel and Hugh warned them that someone had come in from the West, they did not wait any longer and went after them, they found Devin and Jacob on the way, and they all went to meet him.
Turning a bend at full speed, Vincent met them head-on. Something in his expression made them all stop, except Lynn, who was slowly going towards him, but he, pulled away. He looked down at his hands full of blood and continued down the hallway to his room.
As he left, he said to them in his deep voice,
- Do not worry about Mark, everything has gone well ... John is dead ...
Lynn stood still watching her walk away, while Emily closed her eyes and drew breath.
- Leave it alone ...-Devin said-. If he has gone through what I think has happened, I am sure he will not want company in a while.
Jacob nodded in agreement.
Even though it hurt to leave him now, and she wanted to tell him what had happened to Ethan, Lynn listened to Devin and Jacob, and let him go.
They reached the fourth-floor apartment on Lafayette Street, Frank Reagan, his son, Danny, and Mark. The special team stayed in the van. They had observed it with infrared cameras and there was no movement of any kind, no heat source.
Mark pulled out the keys he had found in John's pants pocket, and tested it until the third attempt, the chosen key entered with a cleaning in the lock.
As soon as he opened the door he turned on the switch in the small entrance. When they turned it on they saw that they were in a small rectangular distributor where they gave the kitchen, a bathroom, what looked like the living room and a room. It had large windows and was spacious and seemed comfortable ... Frank could only think that poor William would never enjoy it again ... and in Karen, his secretary for more than 8 years ... I hope someday they could know what they did with their bodies and give them rest ... I knew I would not stop until I did.
Mark walked into the living room, while Danny went into the bedroom. Frank followed Mark.
They switched on the light and looked around. The living room had an American kitchen on one side, and there was a scrap of food prepared on the bar that looked out onto the living room.
On a small table in front of the green sofa, a small laptop remained lit, and beside it was a cell phone.
Quickly Mark sat down and glanced at the laptop. It was blocked and asked for a password, the same thing happened with the cell phone.
They took the two sets, and took a couple of laps all through the room, opening all the drawers and looking in every corner where they could have kept something important. When they had emptied the boats, sugar, coffee and salt ... They heard Danny call them from the bedroom.
- Come here ... I found a cell phone!
The two looked at each other ... another?
They went straight there.
As soon as they entered, they saw a makeup table full of bulbs, which was to serve John, to prepare to play William. There were latex inserts of different shapes and sizes, placed in order, above the white wooden surface.
Mark walked over to Danny and picked up his cell phone.
- Where did you find him?
- Under the mattress ...
- Then this is the one that interests us ...
- It's blocked…
Frank looked at him.
- Then we'll unlock it like everything else ...
- Let's take one last look ... and we'll go to my office to have the team work with them ..
Mark handed the phone back to Danny, and handed him the other phone, and the laptop.
- If you do not mind, I'm going to call Evan to go to the Baker to see John's body, and then explain why he's going to find him like this ... and I'll call my family, I know Hugh was going to tell them What we were going to do
- Rest a little ... it has been hard ... when we have something we will let you know.- Danny said, giving him a friendly blow on the shoulder.
- Well ... you know where to find me..- He intended to stay with them, because they always appreciate all possible help, but realized that I needed to disconnect for a while.
The two Reagan nodded. For an additional hour they continued to search the whole house. When they saw that it was no longer worthwhile to follow, they left.
When Evan entered the lab, the first thing he saw was John's corpse on the table and he put his hands to his head.
The members of the ambulance had left the body, there, just as the director had ordered them. When they left William's apartment, Mark left Evan with a warning to go, wanted to get there before him and tell him what had happened. He did not want her to see the corpse, without giving any explanation.
- What the hell happened?.- He asked Mark.
He, alone, and sitting on one of the stools, remained lost in his thoughts. He lifted his head to hear him speak.
Evan saw the marks on her neck.
-And you? .-He went up to him, and when he came, he raised his head to examine him. He touched gently the area of his neck that was starting to turn dark.
- I relied on him and I lacked enough to finish with me ... - he said very seriously. He did not look at it as he spoke-. I was so obsessed with making him suffer and he paid for Kevin's death that I ... .-He did not know how to go on, but Evan understood perfectly.
- I understand ... revenge is a bad counselor. We do things that we later regret ... if we get to do it ... .- He went to a cupboard with glass in the doors, opened it and took out a tube of cream. He gave it to him.
- Apply this, from time to time and we will avoid that you are putting of all the colors ... It was a pity that we could not go any of us ... How did you get rid of him? ...
Mark swallowed.
- No need ... I have seen Vincent in all his "splendor" ... he was the one who ripped his arm to get it off ... he did as someone who breaks a stick ... He blew heavily. It was not pleasant for him to do it, I feel guilty for having forced him, somehow ... I think he is more sensitive than you with these "things" .- He shook his head from side to side- ... but you could not come ... he would have detected you right away and the whole plan would have gone to hell ... But I almost did not do it myself.
Evan approached the body, putting on gloves. He wanted to get samples of everything before the body cooled, but the first thing was to clean the blood that stained everything.
He glanced sideways at Mark. He had heard what he had just said and imagined what he was thinking.
- If it's any consolation, I'll tell you that I would have done the same thing as you... I do not think I could have put aside revenge ...- He picked up a pair of scissors and began cutting off John's clothes-. Kevin helped me so much, and it was so important to me that he was in the Baker, that sometimes I think it was as if he had been waiting for me all this time ... without him I would have been alone in the middle of the beasts ... he was my table to escape and the first one that gave me hope, that there was someone trying to destroy them ...- He moistened his lips-. Do not torture yourself ... if I feel that and it was not my family, you have the right to feel much more hate ... And we are human, do not forget ... emotions sometimes dominate us ...
- but in this case ...
- Don't think about it any more ... you're alive and he's at this table, waiting for me to open it to see what's inside ...- He smiled- ... and we are one step closer to ending them ... and that's what counts ...
Mark stared at him and smiled back. He got up from the stool, took the ointment that Evan had given him and put it in the pocket of his coat.
- I'm going to call my family, knowing them, they will not have taken an eye on everything that goes there at night. I go to the other room. I leave you alone to do ... .- wrinkled the nose-. ... whatever you have to do ...
Evan smiled.
- Ok ... rest, and give them memories from me.
Mark left the lab and entered the little room that had been attached to him. He poured himself a coffee from the machine without turning on the light. He pulled his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and set it on a low table. He sat down on the couch and drank his coffee in one gulp. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and then took a deep breath, dialed his father's phone and waited for him to answer.
Keep reading .))
* Danny Reagan also borrowed from the Blue Bloods series.
** Phrase and scene taken, in part, from the wonderful work of William Goldman, The Promised Princess ... bearing in mind that there is a lot of revenge in this chapter, I could not pass up this homage to one of my favorite literary characters ... This It's for you, Iñigo Montoya, and for you, too, Mandy Patinkin! ... If you have not read the book or seen the movie, you're already late.))