A/N: I'm trying to finish up this story, I hope you guys have been reading
it, but if not, I don't blame you . . . for the updates are FAR and too few
in between. Please review and offer some thoughts! Thanks to my faithful
readers!!!
*
Jamie walked down the rather quiet hospital corridor. He turned left as he entered Caitie's room. Inside, greeted a sight he thought he would never see-----a fully conscious Caitie.
Val and Tyler took a cue and left the room for they knew, many things needed to be said.
"Caitie," he began as he slipped his hand into hers. "I'm so . . . happy you're awake."
The brunette managed a weak smile. "Yeah, I heard I was out of commission for a little while, hope you didn't worry too much!" she playfully teased--- -fully knowing the seriousness of the situation at hand.
"I . . . I knew you would pull through. You're much too stubborn to let something like this affect you," Jamie teased back knowing his statements were completely false. Caitie has been affected, in fact, they all have.
"I don't like being here," she stated. "I know I've only been awake for a little bit, but I don't know, the hospital creeps me out."
Jamie nodded. He slightly strengthened his grip on her hand.
Caitie's eyes wandered around the room, as if she was looking for someone. "Um . . . Jamie, can I ask you something?"
Jamie knew the inevitable question was about to spring from her lips. "Shoot," he replied.
"Where is Alec?" Caitie inquired with a bit of fear and curiosity in her eyes. "I . . . I . . . don't remember what happened after . . . he put me here."
Jamie's head slightly dropped down. How could he tell her what happened?
"He won't hurt you again," Jamie offered, hoping it would satiate her curiosity.
Caitie nodded ever so slightly. Her eyes allowed herself to observe the tenseness spread throughout Jamie's body.
Before the conversation continued, Tyler entered the room.
"Sorry for interrupting, but can I speak to Jamie for a second?"
Jamie saw the urgency in his eyes. He gave Caitie's hand another quick squeeze before letting go.
As the two young men entered the hallway and rejoined Val, Tyler began speaking.
"They autopsy report is back?" Tyler questioned.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Jamie inquired.
He let out a loud sigh. "I went outside to check my messages on my cell phone. Since the police station couldn't get through to you, they decided to check if I knew where your whereabouts were." Tyler put his hand on Jamie's shoulder. "They want you there immediately."
Jamie nodded. "Tell Caitie I'll be back soon," he instructed as he jogged down the hallway.
*
Jamie walked into a dead office. "I'm James Waite, I was called down here," he informed the officer at the front desk.
He nodded his head and allowed him to pass through. "Go through to the back."
Jamie entered another small room. Moments later, an officer joined him.
"Hello," Jamie greeted.
The officer looked through a file. Jamie knew that was the results of the autopsy.
"You are formally," he began . . .
Fear multiplied in Jamie's heart.
"discharged of all allegations held against you," the officer concluded.
Jamie was struck with disbelief. "What?" he asked in surprise. He knew in his head that he did in fact kill Alec, even if it was in rage or self- defense.
"The report confirmed that narcotics was the true cause of death," he officer ran his finger down to the bottom of the report.
"The cause of death was not due to physical injury, it was due to a shock that was delivered to the myocardium."
Jamie felt a wave of relief spread through his body.
The officer looked at Jamie straight into his eyes. "Listen, even though he died during a fight, there is reasonable cause that it was in self defense, thus charges of assault have been dropped as well. The report confirms that death could not be attributed to physical activity, rather some internal malfunctioning due to extended times of narcotics abuse."
Jamie extended his hand. "I . . . just want to thank you."
The officer's hand met his. "I read the extended case. I know what he did. Don't feel guilty, I would probably beat the crap out of someone if they ever harmed someone I knew."
With a knowing smile, the officer closed the file. He returned to his desk, dismissing Jamie.
With a sense of reprieve, Jamie exited the station and headed towards the hospital.
*
Jamie walked down the rather quiet hospital corridor. He turned left as he entered Caitie's room. Inside, greeted a sight he thought he would never see-----a fully conscious Caitie.
Val and Tyler took a cue and left the room for they knew, many things needed to be said.
"Caitie," he began as he slipped his hand into hers. "I'm so . . . happy you're awake."
The brunette managed a weak smile. "Yeah, I heard I was out of commission for a little while, hope you didn't worry too much!" she playfully teased--- -fully knowing the seriousness of the situation at hand.
"I . . . I knew you would pull through. You're much too stubborn to let something like this affect you," Jamie teased back knowing his statements were completely false. Caitie has been affected, in fact, they all have.
"I don't like being here," she stated. "I know I've only been awake for a little bit, but I don't know, the hospital creeps me out."
Jamie nodded. He slightly strengthened his grip on her hand.
Caitie's eyes wandered around the room, as if she was looking for someone. "Um . . . Jamie, can I ask you something?"
Jamie knew the inevitable question was about to spring from her lips. "Shoot," he replied.
"Where is Alec?" Caitie inquired with a bit of fear and curiosity in her eyes. "I . . . I . . . don't remember what happened after . . . he put me here."
Jamie's head slightly dropped down. How could he tell her what happened?
"He won't hurt you again," Jamie offered, hoping it would satiate her curiosity.
Caitie nodded ever so slightly. Her eyes allowed herself to observe the tenseness spread throughout Jamie's body.
Before the conversation continued, Tyler entered the room.
"Sorry for interrupting, but can I speak to Jamie for a second?"
Jamie saw the urgency in his eyes. He gave Caitie's hand another quick squeeze before letting go.
As the two young men entered the hallway and rejoined Val, Tyler began speaking.
"They autopsy report is back?" Tyler questioned.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Jamie inquired.
He let out a loud sigh. "I went outside to check my messages on my cell phone. Since the police station couldn't get through to you, they decided to check if I knew where your whereabouts were." Tyler put his hand on Jamie's shoulder. "They want you there immediately."
Jamie nodded. "Tell Caitie I'll be back soon," he instructed as he jogged down the hallway.
*
Jamie walked into a dead office. "I'm James Waite, I was called down here," he informed the officer at the front desk.
He nodded his head and allowed him to pass through. "Go through to the back."
Jamie entered another small room. Moments later, an officer joined him.
"Hello," Jamie greeted.
The officer looked through a file. Jamie knew that was the results of the autopsy.
"You are formally," he began . . .
Fear multiplied in Jamie's heart.
"discharged of all allegations held against you," the officer concluded.
Jamie was struck with disbelief. "What?" he asked in surprise. He knew in his head that he did in fact kill Alec, even if it was in rage or self- defense.
"The report confirmed that narcotics was the true cause of death," he officer ran his finger down to the bottom of the report.
"The cause of death was not due to physical injury, it was due to a shock that was delivered to the myocardium."
Jamie felt a wave of relief spread through his body.
The officer looked at Jamie straight into his eyes. "Listen, even though he died during a fight, there is reasonable cause that it was in self defense, thus charges of assault have been dropped as well. The report confirms that death could not be attributed to physical activity, rather some internal malfunctioning due to extended times of narcotics abuse."
Jamie extended his hand. "I . . . just want to thank you."
The officer's hand met his. "I read the extended case. I know what he did. Don't feel guilty, I would probably beat the crap out of someone if they ever harmed someone I knew."
With a knowing smile, the officer closed the file. He returned to his desk, dismissing Jamie.
With a sense of reprieve, Jamie exited the station and headed towards the hospital.