The Young and the Dramatic: Season Two
Episode 9: Hatchet Begins to Feel Threatened
The black Lexus rolled through the streets of Wawanakwa City early that Wednesday morning of the following week. The black tinted windows disguised the driver and any other subsequent passengers.
As it rolled onto Main Street, it stopped outside the police station. The driver's door popped open, and out stepped a rather tall man. He wore a black trench coat, and wore a fedora and a nasty scowl on his face.
The man's name was Holmes.
"This is Gwen's old apartment," Bridgette said, opening up the door, and flipped on the lights.
Duncan stepped into the apartment, with a bandage still covering his gunshot wound. He had just been released from the hospital, and was moving into Gwen's apartment.
"I was given full control of everything once she passed away," she said, "Her parents allowed me to since they live all the way on the other side of Canada,"
"Oh," Duncan said, and looked around. The apartment was pure Gwen, with the black walls, and the purple furniture. A picture of Gwen and Duncan, smiling together sat on the fireplace mantle.
"I think I'll like it here," he said, and turned around, "Thanks,"
"It's the least I could do," Bridgette said, "You did help me figure out the truth to your case,"
Before either could say a word, a third person entered the apartment.
"Hey; I was hoping I would run into you guys," Heather said with a bright smile.
Zoey walked into the cafeteria, and noticed Mike sitting by himself in a corner. She smiled, and sat down on the table across from him.
"Hey there," Zoey said, smiling.
Mike looked up, and smiled back.
"Zoey, right?" he asked.
The redhead nodded her head, and smiled back, "It's really nice to see you again Mike. I missed talking to you,"
Mike cocked his head to his side, "You mean; you like talking to me?" he asked, surprised. When Zoey nodded, he looked confused, "But—"
A loud gasp was heard, and Mike's face squinted.
"Gosh, darn it!" he exclaimed.
Suddenly, Mike gasped again, and his face returned to normal, causing Zoey's jaw to drop in amazement.
"What was that about?" she asked in curiosity.
Hatchet sat at his desk, staring at his photos of Pam and of Jo. He had let both of them go, and he probably wouldn't see either of them again. Pam was literally gone, and Jo would probably refuse to speak to him, especially since she had no idea that Hatchet was her father.
Hatchet remembered the day he and Pam had decided to give Jo up for adoption. They were both teenagers, and had no idea on how to raise a child. Pam cried the entire way home from the orphanage.
After Pam died, Hatchet realized where Jo had gone to, and met her, introducing him as the town sheriff of Wawanakwa City, and not as her father. They had gained a quick friendship over the years, and Hatchet knew that Jo was so much like Pam, and him.
However, something grabbed him out of his thoughts, and Hatchet looked up as a man entered his office.
"Can I help you?" Hatchet asked, squinting.
"The name's Holmes," the man said, "I'm here to investigate the O'Halloran murder,"
"Heather?" Bridgette asked, raising an eyebrow, "Hey, I heard about your engagement. Congrats,"
Duncan nodded.
"Yeah, congrats," he nodded.
Heather smiled, and took a seat on the couch, and looked over to Bridgette and Duncan, who were puzzled by her awkward entrance.
"About the wedding," Heather started.
"When is it?" Bridgette asked.
However, Heather ignored Bridgette's question, and proceeded with her own.
"I'd like to invite you and Duncan," Heather said, causing Bridgette's eyes to widen, "To the wedding that is,"
Duncan raised an eyebrow, "Why us?"
"You both were close with Gwen," Heather explained, "I want a part of Gwen at the wedding, for her memory,"
Bridgette and Duncan both exchanged glances, and then eventually smiled.
"Thank you," Duncan nodded, "That means a lot,"
"We'll be there," Bridgette smiled, "When is it?"
Heather stood up, and looked around the apartment. When her eyes met Bridgette's she concluded.
"It's this Saturday," she said, "I hope you can make it,"
The former queen bee then slipped out of the apartment, and into the hallway. As she rounded the corner, both Bridgette and Duncan smiled.
"I guess we're going to a wedding," Duncan concluded.
Mike took a deep breath. "Zoey, I'm not exactly who I say I am,"
Zoey raised an eyebrow, "What are you talking about?"
The multiple personality raised his hands, signaling his surroundings, "We're in a mental hospital, right?" he asked, to which Zoey nodded, "And I have to have something wrong with me, right?"
"Mike…?"
"I have multiple personality disorder!" Mike blurted out, looking as though he was on the verge of tears.
"What?" Zoey's eyes widened.
Mike nodded his head, "I do,"
Zoey gulped, and let out a weak smile at Mike. She grasped his hand, and held it tightly, "I don't care Mike. I just care about you,"
The two smiled at each other.
Hatchet raised an eyebrow, "The O'Halloran murder? There's nothing to investigate. It was self-defense, done deal," he said.
"Or so you think," Holmes said, "The RMCP sent me to investigate,"
Holmes backed up a bit, and smiled a scowl, "I'll be in touch Claude," he said, and then left the office.
Hatchet's eyes widened.
"Who's Claude?" asked a voice. The police sheriff looked up to see Dawn stepping into the office, holding a basket of muffins, "Hi Hatchet. I thought I'd bring you a batch of muffins as a way to say thank you,"
"Thank you," Hatchet nodded, although he was still in a trance.
Dawn raised an eyebrow, "Is everything alright?"
Hatchet shook his head, "No," he said, "Something is wrong. Very wrong,"
"Does it have something to do with that man?" Dawn jerked her thumb in the direction that Holmes had gone when he left the building.
"There's something strange about him," Hatchet said, tapping his chin, "Something strange, indeed,"
Outside the building, Holmes stepped out into the daylight with a mischievous smirk on his face. He saw the sun rising into the sky, and winked at it.
"I'm here," he said, and then walked to his car.
Next on the Young and the Dramatic…
"Do you take Justin to be your husband?" the priest asked, causing Justin to wink at Heather.
The day has finally arrived…
"I've waited for this for so long," Justin said, smiling.
Where two tie the knot…
"I love you," Heather replied.
And two grow closer…
Bridgette felt safe in Duncan's arms, as the two glided across the dance floor, smiling at each other.
But in the end, it may all be shattered…
"O my God," Bridgette said; her eyes widening, "Someone call the police!"
A/N – Hello everyone! Happy Tuesday! Anyway, tomorrow is Heather and Justin's wedding, and trusts me, it's an episode you do not want to miss! You can miss the rest of the week (actually, scratch that!), but don't miss this episode! Oh, and by the way, is it me, or has a certain Latino been too quiet lately?
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