Playing with Fire (For Lack of a better name)
Summary: Someone's being stalked and the stalker is becoming nervous when he sees that his prey is always surrounded by past victims. And so, he decides to get rid of them... As female doctors are 'dropping like flies' fingers point to the one who's always the last person to see them before their 'accidents'. Ironically, in away, they're right.
Rating: PG13 and R again, but more PG13. Oh well, better safe than sorry.
A/N: This takes place before February 14 2000 so nobody's come back from the dead or anything strange like that...
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Chapter 1: Drowning Hope
He watched her every move, listened intently to every word uttered from her soft, rose colored lips. She tossed back her sheet of long blond hair and laughed with her smiling brown-haired coworker, John Carter. The two fought often, but he knew the doctor loved her. But John Carter would never be as infatuated with the girl as he was. He knew more about her than even she knew about herself. He knew that even though she didn't know it, she was madly in love with him.
"She's the loveliest one so far," he whispered to himself, "Lovelier than the ones before her," he saw that she saw something in John Carter, too, but not for song. Soon, she would be his.
Lucy smiled, laughed, and nodded on cue, but wasn't really listening to what Carter was telling her. Her mind was elsewhere. *If I humor him* she thought, *then maybe I can slip out and go meet Abby and Elizabeth by the river. God he's cute when he smiles!*
"So the lawyer said, 'Oh my God, where's my Rolex!'" Carter began to laugh and Lucy joined in, not really understanding the joke having only heard the last line.
"Uh, Carter?" she tried, "I promised Abby and Lizzy I'd meet them at the docks soon... Do you mind?"
"Huh? No, not at all... Would it be all right if I joined you?"
"Sure, that would be great!" and so, they got up and left. They didn't notice another man stand up after them.
"Elizabeth Corday and Abby Lockhart, eh? If they see me, they'll recognize me and tell Lucy I'm dangerous... Perhaps now is the time for revenge..."
Abby and Lucy looked out onto the river. The water was deep and a mucky brown. Carter had gone to get them some coffee and Elizabeth hadn't shown up yet. Abby and Lucy were casually girl chatting, unaware of the shadowy figure coming ever closer to them.
"Did you know someone used to stalk me?" Abby asked, with a smile, "I finally found him, insulted him, slapped him and ran away," Lucy looked slightly worried, shocked and appalled but Abby continued and reassured her, "Oh, don't worry, I never saw him or heard from him again after that! I threatened him with a restraining order," they began to laugh about it but suddenly, Abby's laugh turned into a scream as she lost her balance and fell into the river.
"Abby!" Lucy screamed and dove in after her. Abby tried to push her way to the surface as the murky brown liquid engulfed her lungs but found it difficult when she noticed her ankle was caught in something. Her fears rose when she realized it was the cold, tight grasp of a human being. Only then, when she looked down and saw a man's face, did she remember the unforgiving thrust of a pair of hands that had briefly been on her back before in. She then realized that she hadn't *fallen* into the river, she had been pushed.
Lucy dived into the water again, fully aware of the dirt and grunge in the filthy river as it stung her eyes. Seeing as she couldn't see anything anyway, she decided to close them and feel around for an arm, a leg, or some sign of Abby who still hadn't surfaced. Lucy couldn't believe Abby didn't know how to swim. She knew there was something else; something unnatural about the way she fell into the water. She remembered a man had passed right after Abby fell in. She surfaced for air, still unable to find her friend. She saw an amazed, and slightly amused looking Carter, two coffees in hand, watching from the side.
"Going swimming Luce?"
"Abby fell in and I can't find her!" Lucy said, annoyed at his joking tone. Carter almost dropped the coffees he was holding as Lucy fought the current.
"Stay there!" Lucy ordered, "I'll get her out!" she took a deep breath and dived again. This time, she found an arm that kept flying through the water. Lucy grabbed it firmly and a second hand came down and karate chopped Lucy's arm. Lucy drew it away and opened her mouth to say 'owe' but all that came out was bubbles. She didn't want to surface again, afraid of losing Abby again and so she made for the flailing arm again. When she caught it, it struggled some more, but became weaker and soon, it fell limp. Lucy swam upward, holding on tight to Abby, but Abby seemed to be too heavy. She felt down the body until she was at her foot which was caught in an old, tangled fishing net that was also tangled into a block of cement. She couldn't hold her breath for much longer and went up for air. When she did, she saw that Carter wasn't alone now. Beside him was Elizabeth Corday staring at Carter as he hung up the phone. Lucy had no time to chat and so dived again. It took her a minute, but she found Abby again. She untangled her foot from the net with some effort. When she appeared above water again, Abby's limp arm around her shoulder, Elizabeth tossed her a rope, which Lucy gladly caught. Abby was too heavy for her and so she needed the rope to help toe her in. It helped a lot since Lucy didn't have to fight the current as much. When she finally got out of the river, she heard the faint, but distinct sound of sirens in the distance. Lucy shook back her wet hair and Elizabeth gave Lucy her coat. Carter leaned over Abby and began to give her mouth to mouth resuscitation.
"Carter called an ambulance," Lizzy informed Lucy in her thick British accent, "What happened?"
"I... I don't know, she just... just fell in!" Lucy was shivering slightly. In a few minutes, an ambulance came and Abby still hadn't done anything. Carter and some paramedics lifted her up into the vehicle on a gurney. Elizabeth and Lucy followed them in. In the ambulance, Abby began to cough up some water and when they got to the ER, they wheeled her in on a gurney, Carter calling the stats.
"What the Hell is going on, Carter you're not-" But Peter Benton stopped when he noticed Abby was the one on the stretcher. He said nothing more and soon, Luka Kovac joined.
"What happened?" Luka asked, looking from drenched Abby to the quaking Lucy.
"Later!" Lizzy said and watched them go into trauma 2. She waited with Lucy.
"We need to get you dried up," Elizabeth said. Lucy followed her, hesitantly as she led Lucy up the stairs. But Lucy wasn't the only follower.
"She looks even more beautiful wet," thought a man with wet hair as he followed the two women unnoticed up the stairs, "Your turn, Lizzy dearest..."
Summary: Someone's being stalked and the stalker is becoming nervous when he sees that his prey is always surrounded by past victims. And so, he decides to get rid of them... As female doctors are 'dropping like flies' fingers point to the one who's always the last person to see them before their 'accidents'. Ironically, in away, they're right.
Rating: PG13 and R again, but more PG13. Oh well, better safe than sorry.
A/N: This takes place before February 14 2000 so nobody's come back from the dead or anything strange like that...
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Chapter 1: Drowning Hope
He watched her every move, listened intently to every word uttered from her soft, rose colored lips. She tossed back her sheet of long blond hair and laughed with her smiling brown-haired coworker, John Carter. The two fought often, but he knew the doctor loved her. But John Carter would never be as infatuated with the girl as he was. He knew more about her than even she knew about herself. He knew that even though she didn't know it, she was madly in love with him.
"She's the loveliest one so far," he whispered to himself, "Lovelier than the ones before her," he saw that she saw something in John Carter, too, but not for song. Soon, she would be his.
Lucy smiled, laughed, and nodded on cue, but wasn't really listening to what Carter was telling her. Her mind was elsewhere. *If I humor him* she thought, *then maybe I can slip out and go meet Abby and Elizabeth by the river. God he's cute when he smiles!*
"So the lawyer said, 'Oh my God, where's my Rolex!'" Carter began to laugh and Lucy joined in, not really understanding the joke having only heard the last line.
"Uh, Carter?" she tried, "I promised Abby and Lizzy I'd meet them at the docks soon... Do you mind?"
"Huh? No, not at all... Would it be all right if I joined you?"
"Sure, that would be great!" and so, they got up and left. They didn't notice another man stand up after them.
"Elizabeth Corday and Abby Lockhart, eh? If they see me, they'll recognize me and tell Lucy I'm dangerous... Perhaps now is the time for revenge..."
Abby and Lucy looked out onto the river. The water was deep and a mucky brown. Carter had gone to get them some coffee and Elizabeth hadn't shown up yet. Abby and Lucy were casually girl chatting, unaware of the shadowy figure coming ever closer to them.
"Did you know someone used to stalk me?" Abby asked, with a smile, "I finally found him, insulted him, slapped him and ran away," Lucy looked slightly worried, shocked and appalled but Abby continued and reassured her, "Oh, don't worry, I never saw him or heard from him again after that! I threatened him with a restraining order," they began to laugh about it but suddenly, Abby's laugh turned into a scream as she lost her balance and fell into the river.
"Abby!" Lucy screamed and dove in after her. Abby tried to push her way to the surface as the murky brown liquid engulfed her lungs but found it difficult when she noticed her ankle was caught in something. Her fears rose when she realized it was the cold, tight grasp of a human being. Only then, when she looked down and saw a man's face, did she remember the unforgiving thrust of a pair of hands that had briefly been on her back before in. She then realized that she hadn't *fallen* into the river, she had been pushed.
Lucy dived into the water again, fully aware of the dirt and grunge in the filthy river as it stung her eyes. Seeing as she couldn't see anything anyway, she decided to close them and feel around for an arm, a leg, or some sign of Abby who still hadn't surfaced. Lucy couldn't believe Abby didn't know how to swim. She knew there was something else; something unnatural about the way she fell into the water. She remembered a man had passed right after Abby fell in. She surfaced for air, still unable to find her friend. She saw an amazed, and slightly amused looking Carter, two coffees in hand, watching from the side.
"Going swimming Luce?"
"Abby fell in and I can't find her!" Lucy said, annoyed at his joking tone. Carter almost dropped the coffees he was holding as Lucy fought the current.
"Stay there!" Lucy ordered, "I'll get her out!" she took a deep breath and dived again. This time, she found an arm that kept flying through the water. Lucy grabbed it firmly and a second hand came down and karate chopped Lucy's arm. Lucy drew it away and opened her mouth to say 'owe' but all that came out was bubbles. She didn't want to surface again, afraid of losing Abby again and so she made for the flailing arm again. When she caught it, it struggled some more, but became weaker and soon, it fell limp. Lucy swam upward, holding on tight to Abby, but Abby seemed to be too heavy. She felt down the body until she was at her foot which was caught in an old, tangled fishing net that was also tangled into a block of cement. She couldn't hold her breath for much longer and went up for air. When she did, she saw that Carter wasn't alone now. Beside him was Elizabeth Corday staring at Carter as he hung up the phone. Lucy had no time to chat and so dived again. It took her a minute, but she found Abby again. She untangled her foot from the net with some effort. When she appeared above water again, Abby's limp arm around her shoulder, Elizabeth tossed her a rope, which Lucy gladly caught. Abby was too heavy for her and so she needed the rope to help toe her in. It helped a lot since Lucy didn't have to fight the current as much. When she finally got out of the river, she heard the faint, but distinct sound of sirens in the distance. Lucy shook back her wet hair and Elizabeth gave Lucy her coat. Carter leaned over Abby and began to give her mouth to mouth resuscitation.
"Carter called an ambulance," Lizzy informed Lucy in her thick British accent, "What happened?"
"I... I don't know, she just... just fell in!" Lucy was shivering slightly. In a few minutes, an ambulance came and Abby still hadn't done anything. Carter and some paramedics lifted her up into the vehicle on a gurney. Elizabeth and Lucy followed them in. In the ambulance, Abby began to cough up some water and when they got to the ER, they wheeled her in on a gurney, Carter calling the stats.
"What the Hell is going on, Carter you're not-" But Peter Benton stopped when he noticed Abby was the one on the stretcher. He said nothing more and soon, Luka Kovac joined.
"What happened?" Luka asked, looking from drenched Abby to the quaking Lucy.
"Later!" Lizzy said and watched them go into trauma 2. She waited with Lucy.
"We need to get you dried up," Elizabeth said. Lucy followed her, hesitantly as she led Lucy up the stairs. But Lucy wasn't the only follower.
"She looks even more beautiful wet," thought a man with wet hair as he followed the two women unnoticed up the stairs, "Your turn, Lizzy dearest..."