Well I will be updating very quickly right now for I have had a 'relapse' from an operation/injury, which means I can't walk or bear weight on one of my legs without extreme pain. On the plus side, all I have been doing is writing fics all morning and watching SW Intent! Thank you for the reviews for the last chapter, and there will be more angst hehe! I would like to reach 55 reviews before I update again so please review. Enjoy!
The corridor was empty. The officer had already pointed the way to the car park so no one was around. She didn't know who to tell. She didn't know if she should tell.
She pulled her phone out her pocket. She called Leo.
"Hello?" "Hi it's Maya. I know this sounds terrible but could someone pick me up please?" "Of course, you at the station?" "Yeah in the car park." "Maya are you ok?" "I think so." "Ok, see you soon."
She would tell Leo, or Harry or Nikki. They would know what to do.
After a while Harry pulled up in front of her. She climbed into the passenger seat. Harry furrowed his eyebrows when he looked at her.
"No offence but you look really pale."
"You charmer."
"Seriously Maya." Harry replied in a worried voice.
"The whole translating thing went fine. But after I came out the room he saw me. I was leaving and the DI and the other officers had left. He saw me and..." She trailed off and looked towards Harry. He looked curious but worried. She continued.
"The manager recognised me. He said I should run, and leave. He'd said I'd be next. He told me to go." Harry raised his eyebrows and let out a low deep breath.
"We'll take you back to the Lyell first, and then you can call the police there if you like." Harry suggested. She nodded sadly.
"Don't worry. It's usual in this job to get people saying that. We've nearly all died on separate occasions. And Nikki more than anyone else. Every other week she gets herself kidnapped or held at gunpoint." Harry joked. There was something oddly comforting about his laugh.
She was sitting in the car thinking the situation in her head. He had told her to run. Why was she sitting in the car driving to a place which wasn't really any further away. And she would be leading the killer to Nikki, Harry and Leo. But where would she run to? And who was she running from? She didn't know.
They arrived back in Leo's office and she explained the same thing to the three of them. All their reactions were the same. Initial panic, followed by gentle comforting and reassurance.
Leo called the DCI, who luckily hadn't released the manager. They decided to question him further. Leo kicked up a fuss and refused to let her translate again. He also said he'd try and get her protection for outside her flat at night. This horrified Maya. She refused. Leo still seemed slightly worried though.
She repeated the warning over and over again, and everyone tried to figure out the meaning from under the words. Nikki asked if Leo could ask Janet to build the killers profile. He agreed and called her. Apparently she'd arrive in a few hours, so until that they all agreed they should do work.
Harry left to go to a scene, and Leo to help prepare the body for the PM. It left just her and Nikki.
"By the way, Nigel said he extracted and prepare all the DNA samples so he put them in the machine to get the profiles. He said you should come down at about 4 to get the results." She swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous. She felt intrusive like she was poking holes in people life. Someone could find out they had been a Father today. It might ruin their life as they know it.
"Maya, there's something you aren't telling us." Nikki hesitated. "I was bored so I went down to see Nigel about your project thing. He explained you were trying to compare DNA profiles to find relations." She said slowly, Maya's heart was racing. Did Nikki know?
"So he said it was you're Mothers and Grandmothers, as well as your Fathers and four other dummy samples. According to Nigel, you're Fathers and the dummy samples weren't named, just numbered. He said it was because you wanted to figure it out without cheating. Is this all correct?" Maya nodded. Nikki continued.
"But I don't think this is the real reason. Because I found this piece of paper on the floor, I presume you dropped it by accident. There are 5 numbers each matching up with names with people here." Maya felt her eyes burning. She couldn't cry, she'd come so far.
"Nikki..." She pleaded.
"Maya, are you trying to do DNA testing on these people to see who the Father is because you don't know?"
Maya closed her eyes. She wanted the ground to open up, let her fall away. Should she tell Nikki the truth? She almost wanted to tell someone.
"Please don't tell anyone." She begged. She decided she wouldn't deny it, but wouldn't fully acknowledge it. Nikki swore.
"Maya, I'm pretty sure this is illegal without their permission." She seemed angry. Nikki looked at the list again, properly reading the names.
"There's Harry and Leo on here." Nikki said quietly.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It wasn't meant to be like this." Maya chocked. She wasn't crying, she just couldn't speak. She had gone about this the wrong way. Nikki was looking at her with large sad round eyes.
"Do they know?" Maya shook her head.
"All my Mamma ever told me was that he'd always lived in England, in was in London August 1994, and that he now works with the team that now works in the Lyell centre, and has been since at the latest 2002. My Mamma never told me his name, and never told him about me. I have no idea who it is." She whispered. Nikki bit her lip as if she was in deep thought.
Maya was lost. Lost in a place she thought she knew. How could she be so stupid? She thought no one would find out, or find it suspicious. Did she really believe she would find him and then they could play happy families? She was going to change someone's life. Forever. She regretted all of it. She hated herself for it. Why had she put such lovely people through this? Just by the look on Nikki's face she could see that this was bad. Worse than she could have imagined, and Nikki wasn't even one of the unsuspecting men.
She held out her hand for the piece of paper knowing what she was going to do. She took back the piece of paper and stood up.
"I'm sorry." She said.
And then she walked out the office. Her pace quickened, she felt down the stairs and out the door. She heard Nikki calling her name, but she didn't care. She was dangering all of them.
She ran.
Oh the joys of writing angst! I hope you liked it! Please review!
