Chapter 37

I don't own these characters, but it would be nice if I did.

Anyways, I do promise to keep them true to themselves.

Zack just stood and slumped his shoulders. He knew that voice all too well. It was Simon Miller. Internally, Zack was kicking himself. This wasn't supposed to be part of his plan. It was supposed to be the other way around with Zack capturing Miller.

"Alright...you've got me..."

Miller laughed. "You're right about that!"

"Fine, you have a problem with me, you take it out with me. But when you tried to hurt my wife and kids..."

"Shut up! I wasn't trying to hurt them...I was trying to kill them."

Zack felt his body tense up. "Why? What did they ever do to you?"

Miller smiled. "Nothing. But you ruined my life. They were the easiest way to ruin yours."

"I didn't ruin your life. You did. You forgot what was important – that the players are people too."

Miller rolled his eyes. "My job was to win a World Series. Nobody cared how as long as I did it..."

Zack smirked. "I think Mr. Henry would disagree, don't you think?"

That angered Simon Miller, and he took his gun and pistol whipped Zack in the back of the head with it. And Zack went down on the concrete floor.

"Bad move, Martin. I should shoot you right now. But I want to see the look on your face and the fear in your eyes when I do..."

Meanwhile, Cody and Woody were still looking individually when they happened to run into each other.

"Have you found anything yet?"

Woody shook his head. "Nothing. You?"

Cody shook his head too. "Not a thing..."

Woody paused. "There are only so many places this guy could hide..."

Cody just gave him a look. "Are you kidding? This hospital is huge. There are thousands of places he could hide in here."

"But if he hid in here, wouldn't he risk getting himself trapped with no way out?"

Cody paused to consider that. "Possibly, but you also have to remember there is an abundance of potential hostages in here."

Woody nodded. "True. Wonder if Zack's had any better luck?"

Cody shrugged. "Let's find out." Cody pulled out his phone and tried to get in touch with Zack. "Zack, can you hear us?"

But there was no response.

"Zack?"

Still, no response.

Cody sighed. "Great..."

"Maybe he's just somewhere where there's bad reception? I mean, didn't he say he was heading for the parking garage? I always get bad service there..."

Cody paused and nodded. "Good point. You know, maybe we should..."

But Cody was cut off by hearing a voice come from his phone.

"Bad move, Martin. I should shoot you right now. But I want to see the look on your face and the fear in your eyes when I do..."

Cody and Woody just looked each other.

Back at the Tipton Hotel, everyone was sitting around the TV, trying to take it as easy as possible. But, it wasn't really working as everyone was very nervous. Well, almost everyone. Abby was still confident that everything would work out just fine.

Addison turned to Cassie and Bailey. "You think we should call them and see what's going on?"

Bailey paused. "I don't know. They said they would call us as soon as they heard anything."

Addison nodded. "Yeah, you're probably right."

Cassie nodded too. "I mean, the odds of Simon Miller still being around are probably slim. They're probably all wasting their time being at the hospital."

Addison sighed. "I hope so. I just want to go home."

Bailey smiled. "I don't think we have anything to worry about. Even if he was still around, our husbands aren't stupid enough to get involved. I'm sure they'll leave everything to the police."

Cassie just looked at her. "You sure about that?"

Bailey shrugged. "I think so..."

Cassie sighed. She was beginning to get a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. And she winced.

Bailey noticed this. "Are you okay?"

"I don't know. All of a sudden, I just got this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach."

Addison smiled. "I'm sure its just the aftereffects of the accident. I mean..."

But Addison was cut off by a voice from the television.

"We're interrupting your regular programming with a special announcement. There appears to be a dangerous situation going down at Massachusetts General Hospital. From what we've gathered from inside sources, the former general manager of the Red Sox, Simon Miller, is being sought for intentionally causing a traffic accident yesterday afternoon. It appears Miller pushed a minivan containing the wife, children, nephews and niece of current Red Sox general manager Zack Martin into the middle of a busy intersection. We have no news about the current condition of Mr. Martin's family members at this moment, but we are currently making efforts to find out. But, recently, we've learned that Simon Miller has been seen on the premises of Mass General. So, far, he has eluded capture. If any of our viewers happen upon Simon Miller, take caution. He is presumed armed and dangerous. Stay tuned to Eyewitness News for further updates."

Addison, Cassie and Bailey just looked at each other in horror. Immediately, they all tried to call their husbands. But, with their phones being in walkie-talkie mode, all of their calls went to voicemail.

Cassie sighed. "Zack...Please tell me you haven't done anything stupid."

Back at the hospital, Cody and Woody continued to listen to Simon Miller rant and rave. Both just looked at each other.

"We need to find Zack ASAP!"

Woody nodded, and they both began running as fast as they could towards the parking garage. When they got there, Cody stopped them and gave Woody the signal that they would have to be quiet from here on out.

Walking as stealthily as they could, the made their way into the parking garage. Starting on the first floor, they didn't find anything. But when they opened the door to the stairwell, that's when they heard it.

"Come on, Martin! Get your sorry butt up off the floor. Be a man!"

Cody turned to Woody and whispered. "Lets hit the other stairwell, and surprise him that way."

Woody nodded, and they headed back out and ran to the other stairwell. As quickly as they could, they ran up the steps to the floor three stories up and back out in the parking garage.

Cody turned and saw Woody was double over. He rolled his eyes. "Seriously?"

Woody looked up as he huffed and puffed. "You already knew the effect stairs have on me..."

"Alright, catch your breath, but hurry up!"

Woody nodded and took several deep breaths. "Okay, I'm good."

Cody nodded, and the once again slowly crept their way to the other stairwell door. And once they got there, they looked through the window and saw Simon Miller continuing to berate what they thought was an unconscious Zack.

Cody turned and whisper to Woody. "On the count of three, we both lean in and push the door with all of our strength. Got it?

Woody nodded.

"One...Two...Three..."

And with that, Cody and Woody both pushed in to the door. This caused the door to slam in to Simon Miller. This in turn caused him to drop his gun and he went tumbling forward. The problem for him was that tumbling forward meant him going head first down the stairs. Cody and Woody could only watch him tumbling down the steps.

Woody turned to Cody. "What is it with you and making people fall?"

Cody rolled his eyes and knelt down next to Zack. Trying to wake him up, Cody began slapping Zack's face. And it eventually worked as Zack snapped back to consciousness.

"Hey! You can stop slapping me!"

Cody grinned. "Sorry."

Zack rubbed his face. "Where's Miller?"

Woody answered. "He went tumbling down the steps. He's right...there..."

But all three looked at the landing below them and saw nothing.

Cody groaned. "Not again..."

To be Continued...