Enigma

By: Evilous

NC-17

Disclaimer: Once again so not mine, although a girl can dream. I do own my OC's though, hey that's something. Well enjoy!

Chapter 45: Answers Part 2

"You always want answers," Josef stated as he made his way to the kitchen pouring himself a refreshing beverage.

"Josef," Mick's tone was not one of someone wanting to play games.

Josef made his way to the chair opposite of the loving couple wrapped in each others arms.

"Fine, I will tell you what I know," Josef takes a deep breath and releases it slowly. "Danielle and Dr. Devlin had another patient wake up."

"Really," Beth's face lit up.

"Yes, she had been in a coma for 20 years. She was listed as a Jane Doe, but when she woke up she was able to tell them her name, Jean Larter."

"Is she…"

"She is still awake, she is making amazing progress. She doesn't remember anything about how she ended up there. She asked me to—"

"She asked you? You have talked to her?" Mick was surprised.

"Yes quite a few times actually, some people find me a wonderful conversationalist." It was clear to everyone Josef was trying to use his snark as a defensive reflex to avoid about this woman's recovery.

"Yes you are snarky attitude and lack of common manors aside," Mick tried to lighten the mood. "So she asked you…"

"She asked me to find out what happened to her fiancée."

"Paul McCarty," Beth started to piece things together.

"Yes, she didn't want to contact him just know how he was, she wanted to know if he was happy. Jean also asked me to find out what happened to her."



Beth looks down at the case file in front of her scared of what it said. If this was in fact Jean she was better not remembering what happened to her. Looking it over Beth breathes a sigh of relief, "I thought we might have found your Jane Doe but it can't be her."

"Why do you say that, she fits the description," Mick looks down at Beth.

"Look right here, it says she is in Kaiser Permanente Care factuality."

"Let me see the picture, I can tell you if it is Jean or not," Josef said extending his arm.

Beth pulled the pictures out and slowly handed them over. Josef glanced at them his face turning to disgust at the horrific images. He had lived for over 400 years but it still made his blood boil to see violence done to women, well more importantly innocents. He had known his fair share of women who deserved theirs but no one as sweet and innocent as the woman in the pictures.

"That's Jean," Josef answered quickly handing the pictures back. "What happened to her?"

"But it says—"

"Trust me that is Jean."

"What is the last thing she remembers?" Mick tries to keep to conversation going the faster they get the answers the faster they can figure out what to do about it.

"Going home to pack and waiting for a cab."

"Jane Doe, Jean was the 3rd victim of a serial killer. He abducted girls and tortured them in every sense of the word before killing and dumping them."

"He…" Josef knew the answer it was written all over both of their faces,

"Yes he did. Josef she doesn't need to remember this, no woman should have this happen but she was lucky enough to have forgotten."

"Beth I promised her I would find out what happened I can't lie to her."

Mick snorted, "Why not you lie to people all the time?"

"I just can't lie to her," Josef's answer was true enough. He lied all the time, but with her he found it difficult. She had told him on their first meeting that she respected him, he had been upfront and honest in everything he told her.

"You realize this will crush her?" Beth's tone was unemotional, detached even. Josef nodded, "Talk to Danielle first, as her doctor I believe she needs to know."



"Wouldn't Danielle already know?" Mick realized something, "If they have her chart it would state the trauma of when she was admitted."

"You're right, it would."

Danielle pulls out her cell already dialing Danielle's number before either vampire could say anything. "Danielle its Beth I have a question for you."

"Okay, what is it?" Danielle was confused.

"Where did you get Jean from?"

"What? How do you know? What?"

"Josef is over here he had Mick and I look into what happened to her. Where did you get her? She was a Jane Doe of the state."

"I don't know Dr. Devlin had most of the patients before I started. In her chart it said she was a victim of a brutal crime. No one ever identified her so she became a ward of the state, and he talked to the former county judge about getting her moved into his custody. Why?"

"What else does it say about her injuries when she was first admitted?"

"Not much, she was brought to a small clinic not known for its medical skill. More like the place to go if you have a bullet wound you don't want questioned."

"It says here she was taken to Mercy Hospital."

"Where? You must have the wrong file."

"No there are pictures of the victim, and Josef said it is Jean."

"I don't understand, her file right here Jane Doe #34162"

Beth flipped the file closed looking at the number, "This one is Jane Doe #34762"

"Dr. Devlin," Danielle shouts. "Beth I will call you back in a few minutes."

With that Danielle hung up, still searching for Dr. Devlin.

"She said she would call me back," Beth stated knowing perfectly well that both vampires had heard the whole conversation.

"So what there was an error with handwriting? Jean ended up in the study instead of some other women," Josef was mulling it all over.

"Mistakes happen," Mick hugged Beth closer. "Let's just wait and hear what happened before we go jumping to conclusions."

Beth looked up at Mick then over to Josef whose calm exterior had faded since his arrival.

"Josef no matter what mistake was made Jean is still awake, that is good," Beth tried to reassure him.

"I know that trust me I know that. Her being awake is on my every thought."

"Josef it—"Beth was interrupted by her phone ringing, "Hello."

"Back hey you said the case number you have is 34762?"

"Yes."

"There was a mistake in the transfer, we were supposed to get patient Jane Doe #34162. The physical description is similar that we never questioned it. We ran all of our own tests, so we never noticed that her blood type on the chart was wrong on the initial intake form." Danielle took a deep breath, "So you found out what happened to her?"

"Yes, but it didn't show up on your exams?"

"She has only been in the program for the last 6 years; any damage from her intake would have healed."

"Oh," was all Beth could manage.

"What happened?"

"She was beaten, and she was…raped."

""Oh god," the line went silent after a deep intake of breath.

After a few moments of silence Beth tried to see if she were still there, "Danielle….Danielle…are you still there?"

"I have to go," Danielle's voice was raw and shaky before she hung up with a click.

To Be Continued…

Evilous