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Amelia:
"Beep, Beep, Beep," clank!
Arthur hit the alarm praying it hadn't disturbed Amelia; opening his eyes he read the alarm, five-thirty.
Ugh! Time to get up.
Turning over, being careful not to jar the bed, his wife's sleeping face greeted him; his gaze softened as he stared at his beautiful Amelia. Moving his gaze down. His eyes landed on her extended stomach where their son was growing inside her.
It was surreal to believe that in less than a month baby Alfred would finally be here and Arthur couldn't wait to hold him in his arms. His baby boy.
Carefully climbing out of bed; he grabbed the clothes he would be wearing that day and then headed for the shower. Turning the water on, he waited a moment for it to get warm before stepping in; he quickly showered and then dressed.
Today he was wearing black scrubs with his lab coat. Amelia's favorite.
By the time he was through in the bathroom, it was six 'o'clock plenty of time to get breakfast, but first, he walked over to his wife's side of the bed and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Mmm, morning Arthur," she said, opening her eyes to reveal the majestic blue pools he loved.
He smiled down at her, "Morning Love, I'm sorry I wasn't meaning to wake you" he said, planting a kiss on her lips.
She broke away from the kiss and gave him a sad smile, "Mmm, I'd be mad if you didn't wake me. Anyway, are you off to work," she said, a little sadly.
He looked at her wistfully, "I'm afraid so love," he said.
She sighed, "Well have a good day. What are you doing for breakfast," she said.
He laughed, "I'll try to but being a trauma doctor it's hard to promise anything, as for breakfast I'll grab an egg biscuit from Mcdonalds," he said.
Amelia quirked an eyebrow and gasped, "The great doctor Kirkland is eating Mcdonalds? Pigs must be flying somewhere," she said.
Arthur laughed, "Shh! Don't tell anyone," he said.
Amelia laughed and then leaned in to kiss him, but was interrupted by a certain someone. she chuckled, "Oh! now we've done it we woke Alfred," she said.
Arthur's eyes widened and he placed a hand on her swollen stomach and felt tiny kicks inside his wife's stomach, "Tsk, Tsk, he's a rowdy thing isn't he," he said.
Amelia laughed, "Yes he is," she said.
Arthur leaned down, "Good morning love, Daddy has to go now but I love you so much," he said. In return, he received a little kick.
Amelia rubbed her belly, "I think he's saying he loves you too. Okay you better go to work," she said.
Arthur rose off the bed, "Alright, I'll see you later. If I have time, I'll call you this afternoon," he said.
Amelia shook her head, "Don't worry about it, just come home safely," she said.
Arthur grabbed his bag, "I'll see you later darling, have a good day," he said.
Amelia smiled, "I'll try," she said.
End Flashback.
Dr. Kirkland glared at his hands, "I left for work and that's the last time I saw her alive," he said.
Basch felt a lump forming in his throat; although not a sentimental man his heart went out to Dr. Kirkland. Next to him, he could see Laurinaitis was also having trouble keeping his emotions at bay.
After a moment of silence, detective Laurinaitis asked his next question, "I'm sorry Dr. Kirkland. I can't imagine how hard this must be for you, but can you tell us what happened after that," he said.
Dr. Kirkland hunched in his chair, "The day was pretty hectic and I was in surgery for most of it but I got a brief break around two-forty P.M. that's the first inkling I had that something was wrong," he said.
Flashback:
Arthur walked into the doctor's lounge exhausted where he found his colleague Dr. Francis Bonnefoy checking his phone. When he spotted Arthur, he gave him a snide smirk, "You look like shit Arthur, busy day?" he said.
Arthur rolled his eyes walking to his locker, "Yeah, well you don't look any better. So shut it frog," he said.
Francis laughed, going back to his phone.
Arthur shook his head. Grabbing his cell he quickly scanned it to see if he had missed any calls, seeing none and seeing that it was time for Amelia to be on her lunch break he called to check on her.
"Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Hey this is Amelia sorry to miss your call, If you leave a message I'll get back to you as soon as possible," Beep!
"weird, she usually answers on the first ring," he thought.
"Hey Love it's me, I just wanted to see how everything's going. I hope you are having a good day at work, tell Alfred I love him, see you when I get home, love you bye," he said.
Hanging up, he felt uneasy.
Francis looked up from his phone and frowned, noticing the worried expression on Arthur's face, "Everything alright, camarade," he said.
Arthur turned to him, "Yeah, I guess. I just couldn't get a hold of Amelia," he said.
Francis sighed, "Tsk, Tsk, I'm sure she's fine, you need to quit worrying so much," he said.
Arthur huffed, "I can't help it, Francis. I worried about her enough when she wasn't pregnant, but now that she is and so close to her due date, I can't help but worry I'm going to miss something," he said.
Francis shook his head, "Ahh the worries of a father to be," he said, laughing.
Arthur was about to respond when the speakers went off, "Dr. Kirkland to trauma room three, Dr. Kirkland to trauma room three."
Arthur sighed, "Looks like I'm needed, talk to you later Francis," he said, putting his phone away and running out of the lounge. From behind him, he heard Francis say see ya.
End Flashback:
Dr. Kirkland clenched his fist, "Things got busy again after that. The other detectives said my wife was being attacked about the time I called her. To know I was calling at the exact time Amelia and my son were being attacked. It makes me sick! I should have been there to protect them, damn it," he said.
Basch sighed, "It wasn't your fault, Dr. Kirkland," he said.
Dr. Kirkland didn't look at him.
Basch continued, "You said, You called your wife around two-forty did you try calling her again that day," he said.
Dr. Kirkland nodded, "I tried calling her again at eight o'clock, but again no answer," he said.
Detective Laurinaitis cut in to ask a question, "Dr. Kirkland forgive me if this seems insensitive, but if you were worried about Amelia, why didn't you call someone to check on her," he said.
Dr. Kirkland sighed, "The first time I called I chalked it up to being nerves, and by the time I called her a second time I figured she might have gone to bed early. In the last few months of the pregnancy, she'd been exhausted. Also, Amelia and I had an emergency plan in place in case she went into labor; she'd call my sister Catherine to take her to the hospital," he said.
Detective Laurinaitis nodded, satisfied by his answer.
Basch saw this as his okay to continue, "It says in the report you gave Scotland Yard, that you came home at ten o'clock, was there anything out of the ordinary to set you off that something was wrong then," he said.
Dr. Kirkland sighed, "Yes, The lights were off," he said.
Flashback:
Arthur pulled into the driveway, relieved to be home. He was surprised though to find the house pitch black.
"Weird, why is the house so dark," he wondered.
Usually, Amelia left the porch and living room lights on for him.
Getting out of the car, he hurried up the porch and made his way inside of the house where he was hit by the smell of disinfectant. He was alarmed and confused; he was use to smelling this at the hospital, but not at home; the house usually smelled like cinnamon.
"Amelia," he said, calling out her name.
"Weird, maybe she's still at work," he thought, but that thought stopped short when he noticed Amelia's purse sitting on the kitchen counter. Arthur felt uneasy.
"Amelia! Are you here," he said, starting to search the house.
Making his way towards their bedroom, he stopped short when he noticed little red dots on the wooden floor, "Is that blood?" he wondered, his heart skipping a beat.
Arthur's heart was racing as he followed the red dots to the master bedroom door that was closed; he took a breath and opened it. The room was dark as the rest of the house, so he flipped the light switch. He wished he hadn't.
The couple's bedroom looked like world war three had happened in it. The furniture was overturned, the pictures that had been hanging on the walls were crooked or broken, but what scared Arthur the most was the rope tied to both ends of the bedpost.
Arthur looked at the room in complete horror, "What the Fuck happened here!" he thought in alarm.
He cautiously stepped inside the room and noticed the blood trail lead to the master bathroom. Frightened and worried for his wife and unborn son's safety, he opened the door; again darkness greeted him, but he could hear water dripping. He turned on the light.
Red, the bathroom was red.
It covered the walls, but what caught Arthur's attention was the prone figure lying in the bathtub.
"Amelia!" he screamed, running over to her.
He froze, Oh God.
Arthur felt tears burn the edge of his eyes. What had they done to his Amelia?
Amelia Kirkland looked like a broken doll with one side of her beautiful porcelain face a bloody mess and horrible bruises adorned her neck like a necklace, but what was truly horrifying was that her intestines were laying out in the bathtub for all to see.
He backed out of the bathroom and screamed.
End Flashback.
Dr. Kirkland was now crying, "I don't remember anything after that. please excuse me a moment gentlemen," he said, getting up leaving the two detectives in silence.
Author's note: Please let me know if you liked how I did the flashbacks, this is the first time I've written them in this format. Also, Dr. Kirkland's interview will finish up in the next chapter.
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and as always thank you for reading.