Fifty-Three
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I honestly have no idea how much longer this monster will be, I enjoy writing it, again all I know it could be 100 parts or less. Hopefully less!
Calleigh fisted her hair in her palms, squeezing the locks subconsciously as she paced along the hospital corridor. She stopped for a couple of seconds and breathed in the air, the air that smelled of anesthetics causing her mind to fear for the worst. She let out the air through her mouth and turned towards the clock now resting on the wall. Time, they were running out of time, that's just what she wanted! More time to think things through.
She turned her head sharply in the direction of a door swinging open then shut. A nurse walked out towards the station further along the corridor. Nothing was evident on her face, nothing telling Calleigh what Eric's fate was. Sighing once more, she found her legs carrying her towards the nurse in pale yellow scrubs. Her heart thudded in her chest once more as it had earlier; she smoothed her shirt at its end and bit her lip momentarily before snapping herself out of it. She composed herself before she had found the courage to open her mouth to say something to the nurse.
"Excuse me, bu-," the nurse turned to look at her, holding her hand up.
"You're a friend of Dr. Woods, aren't you?" Calleigh nodded slightly, a few blonde locks falling from their place behind her ear and into her face, "Follow me, she told me you'd need a cup of coffee," Calleigh didn't follow. She did not want coffee, she wanted to know how Eric was doing and she wanted that information now.
"No," the words escaped her mouth before she even had a chance to stop them, "No," she repeated, this time shaking her head making it clear that she did not want any coffee, "I need to know how Eric is doing," she took a step closer.
The woman shook her head, "I'm sorry Miss-"
"CSI Duquesne," Calleigh corrected her almost automatically, "Please just tell me how he's doing."
Once more, the nurse shook her head, "I'm sorry, but Officer Delko is still in sur-," Calleigh moved closer to the woman, she was sick and tired of hearing about how he was still in surgery, that much she knew. She needed to know if she made the right choice in signing those forms.
"Please…" her voice was no more than a soft whisper, making her seem so small. Then around her, everything slowed down once more, her vision now focused on the nurse in front of her, "I love him," tears formed in her eyes, mostly in realization that she had not told him that on account of being ushered out of the room quickly by Alexx and other staff members.
This caused the nurse to freeze up.
"Please, just…" she paused, "Professional to professional."
…
Lila woke to an odd feeling. One that made her feel as if she was being watched, making her feel uneasy. She turned over from the blankets that she was currently laying on on the floor and rubbed her brow, yawning slightly in the process. Then a creaking noise was heard, someone was on top of the boat. Footsteps slightly too heavy for them to belong to Steve.
Jerking up, she moved towards the shadows in a nearby corner. Once reaching the wall, she used her hand to search for any kind of weapon. She needed to fight back, especially if they were British Agents. She let out a sigh of relief when her hand grazed her Glock pistol. Gripping it firmly in her hand she waited.
Soon a flashlight beam and footsteps were leading down to where she was, she took in a breath and stubbornly refused to move any part of her body. His head was turned to her, but she could make out his appearance. Brown hair, probably young, muscular and most of all, Special Agent Walker, she leaned her head against the wall softly, few strands of dark hair falling into her face.
Walker turned and looked up the staircase before turning around to scan the room for any suspicious activity, the light following his every turn, "Brown! I think I might have found something," he the kneeled down and grasped her cap, "Yeah, she's been here all right," she could see the light glimmer off his smile.
Soon another light was seen followed by steps before Brown appeared before her, "She's close," Lila closed her eyes and drew in a silent breath carefully. When she opened her eyes, she noticed Walker pull out a pistol, almost identical to hers, "Walker, no!" a loud shot resonated through the cabin as a shot pierced through Brown's body. He fell with a loud thump, clutching his stomach in the process.
Lila jumped out of the shadows, keeping her gun close. Walker heard her and turned and smirked, "Well well well, if it isn't 'little miss perfect' all alone, what ever shall we do?" Lila gripped the pistol tighter as she aimed it right towards his left shoulder, "I bet you're gonna shoot me now, aren't you?"
"I've been thinking about it," she deadpanned.
Walker held up his hands in defeat, "All right, all right, no need to get all fussy," he grinned cynically once more, "But I'm sure you'd be interested in the whereabouts of your fiancé," he paused, "that is, if you still love him.
She lowered her weapon, eyes searching his momentarily, "What the hell did you do?"
"You can say that it's nothing more than a little game called revenge," she cocked the pistol, keeping it aimed at him directly, "I have to warn you, it's not a game that Gates is willing to lose."
"He's alive?"
"What? You actually though he was dead?" he laughed once more, "My God! You really aren't as smart as they give you credit for! You would never kill anyone unless you had to!" he threw his head back and circulated around Brown's body, making Lila feel at unease, "Those 'innocent people' you killed were no more than people that you pissed off in your life time who wanted you to die a miserable painful death, but I tricked them, set them up ever so nicely so you would kill them."
He stepped forward, smiling even brighter, "It was so much…fun."
He then fired a shot.
She fell.
…
She sat down by his bedside, running her palms lightly over his arms, mindful of the IV in his arm. She looked over at his bandage now wrapped around his head, it was a miracle that he was alive, it would be another one if he were to awaken any time soon. Calleigh leaned forward and brought his hand to her lips, she pressed a soft and loving kiss on his knuckle before pulling back, biting her lip and chewing on it softly.
"Wake up," she looked down at his hand, watching the different patterns that graced his skin, "I need you," her lip trembled because of the lack of response. She stood up, bringing her hand up towards her mouth and tracing it around her lips. She moved the same hand and cupped his face in her small hand. She leaned forward, blonde hair falling onto his still body and pressed another loving kiss on his forehead, right below the bandage.
With her forehead now resting against his forehead, she said the one thing that made her feel like there was a little bit of hope for them. Made her heart skip a beat even though there was no response from him, "I love you, I will always love you…"
I'm sorry there was a massive delay…if you would like to call it massive.
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Did I also leave any cliffhangers?
