Chapter 4: Crashing Beliefs
Luka ran after Lucy. He didn't want her to get away. He wasn't sure what was going on, but if she was dangerous, he didn't want her on the streets. Dave soon joined him.
"I'll go this way, you go see if she went outside!" Dave told him. Luka nodded and they parted.
Lucy entered the locker room. She knew she wouldn't be able to stay here. They'd find her. As she peeked out the door, she felt icy fingers slide snake like around her lips.
"Don't scream..." whispered a voice as cold as the ice in his heart. He left a note on the table and took Lucy to the window. Lucy was trapped. If she screamed, they would find her and punish her for a crime she didn't commit. If she didn't scream, she'd be kidnapped. *Damned if you do, damned if you don't* she thought. But if she screamed, maybe then she could prove that this was the man who had done the killing. But this man was smart. An evil conniving clever scumbag. He'd be gone in the blink of an eye if she'd screamed and so it would do her no good. She had been so busy debating her thoughts, that she hadn't noticed the man take her out of the window. He was now climbing down a rope. She didn't struggle much to get away. *Let them worry* she thought, *Maybe then they'll realize that I didn't kill anybody. I can escape this. I just have to concentrate. *
Dave ran into the locker room. He felt a cool breeze from outside. He went over and closed the window. That's when he noticed a rope. He looked over at the table and saw a note.
To whoever cares
I didn't kill anyone and I never would. I am running away, I won't say where, to start a new life with my boyfriend. I won't be coming back to Chicago. Send police after me, I don't care. I know I didn't do anything wrong. Carter will tell you. Good bye, so-called friends.
Dr. Lucy Knight
Something was wrong with that note. The way it was written. And then there was something in the signature. It wasn't signed right. And since when was she *Dr.* Lucy Knight? She was still studying, a med. student. He scrawled a quick note under it to his colleagues.
Maybe Lucy didn't do it after all. I have a bad feeling about this note. I'm going after her.
DR. Dave Malucci
He underlined the 'Dr.' part in his signature. Maybe that would give the others a hint. He decided to climb down the rope.
"All good detectives must follow their suspects to the letter!" Dave whispered, having seen too many private eye movies. He reached the sidewalk and looked around. He saw nothing. But something saw him.
"Damn!" whispered the green-eyed man, "Who the hell is that?"
"That's Dave, you asshole!" Lucy spat.
"Be quiet, my love. Don't worry, he won't take you away from me. I will dispose of him..."
Luka took one last look outside then ran back in. He couldn't find Dave now, either. He checked the locker room. He saw a note on the table and read it through.
"Dave... Why did you have to go play hero?" Luka shook his head. Frankly, he didn't see anything wrong with the note. But then he noticed the way Lucy signed her name. Dr. Lucy Knight? And the 'L' wasn't the way Lucy wrote her 'Ls.' Luka knew, for just this morning she had shown him a birthday card she was going to send to her mother. The signature was different. And the letter sounded so full of bitterness and hatred that Luka didn't even know Lucy had. He snatched up the letter and went to show the others.
Dave saw a head of black hair run into a dark ally, dragging along a blond haired woman. Dave followed, knowing it had to be Lucy.
The stalker/kidnapper watched as Dave ran into the ally after him.
"Don't hurt him!" Lucy screamed, Dave stopped, "Dave, RUN! It's a trick!" Dave looked around. It was too dark to see anything but he knew he heard Lucy's voice. Suddenly, he felt someone jump onto his back and grab him around the neck, pulling him backwards. He heard a choked scream and assumed it was from Lucy. He felt the hands around his neck slip away and as he made to get up, he felt something metal hit him in the stomach and fell back again. It had been a trashcan. He felt around for something and found a foot. He pulled it out from under someone and a person came falling down with a scream. Dave got up and held the man down, hands tying the man's arms to his side.
"Who are you?"
"Lucy's prince! I've come to rescue her!"
"Like hell you are!" Dave punched the man in the face, "What is your name!"
"Luka Kovac!" the man smiled. Dave looked at him as if he were crazy. The man spat out more names, "John Carter, Mark Green, Peter Benton, Robert Romano, Dave Malucci... I could even be Doug Ross if you wanted me to!"
"What the hell are you playing at, you psycho?" Dave demanded.
"All I'm saying is I can be anyone I want!"
"Right, Ok, you're going to jail now, you crazy sicko!" the man said nothing, "Wait... Where's Lucy?" the man still said nothing, "Where is she, damnit?"
"You won't find her. I hid her. She's gone. You'll never find her without me. If you send me to jail, she'll surely starve to death. What are you going to do?" Dave was silent as he tried to think. While he was distracted, the man kicked him off. He picked Dave up with two strong hands and threw him against the cold, hard brick wall and Dave slumped to the ground. The impact was almost too much but Dave fought to stay conscious. The man stood over him. Dave felt to a cut to his head and noticed it was bleeding. He looked up at the man into his deep green eyes.
"You really want to know who I am?" he asked, grinning viciously, "Because I'll tell you before I kill you. No more mistakes. The other three were supposed to die. But no matter, you will make it up to me. No one can save you, Malucci. Lucy's not here to scream for help. No one comes down this way. Who knows how long you'll be lying here before they find you? Poor old Dave Malucci. I can just see the headlines: Doctor Found Beaten to Death in an Ally by Ex-Med. Student. Ha!"
"Why are you doing this?" Dave tried to ask.
"Why? Because I love her. I'm saving her. She would never last long in this place. She's my bride and she's coming with me. Now it's time for you to die, Dr. Dave!"
"Dave did WHAT?!" Mark screamed, amazed.
"He went after her!" Luka repeated.
"Give me that!" Kerry ordered as she grabbed the note from Luka's hand. She read it through, twice and gave it to Mark. He read it through too. Romano snatched it from Mark's hand.
"Who the hell does he think he is?" Romano asked, "Some sort of super hero?"
"Luka, I want you to go and find him. Mark, you go too,"
"Dr. Weaver-"
"No, Romano, I will not have two members of this staff in potential danger! Luka and Mark are going to find them and you aren't going to do anything about it! Peter and Carol will handle Carter, it seems he should wake up soon and we will question him. Cleo and I will be with Elizabeth, tending to her. Randi is making sure no one enters Abby's room that doesn't have authorization while Jing-Mei is in the room with her. Everything is under control."
"Dr. Weaver, last time I checked, I believe I was in charge!" Romano told her.
"Dr. Romano, last time I checked you were a stubborn son of a bitch!" Luka and Mark stared between Kerry Weaver and Robert Romano thinking she would be fired for sure. They could see Romano was about to burst. But all he said was.
"Go gentlemen," Mark and Luka were only too happy to oblige.
"Where do you think he went?" Mark asked.
"How should I know?" Luka asked.
"I'll go down this street and you can go that way, see if you find any trace of them," Mark said, already jogging off in the other direction. Luka agreed and ran the other way. Soon, Mark passed a dark ally and heard something. He looked down it and saw just a bunch of fallen boxes and trashcans.
"A cat," he thought, and moved on. But out of the heap, a hand, covered in small cuts and bruises emerged and fell limp.
"Oh..." Carter moaned. He opened his eyes and saw a black haired woman smiling back at him.
"Ah, awake are we?" Carol Hathaway said. Carter turned his head to see that there was an African-American man there, as well.
"What's going on? What happened?" Carter asked, drowsily.
"You were hit by a corvette according to Lucy," Peter Benton answered, hesitantly.
"Lucy who?" Carter seemed confused.
"... Carter?" Carol asked expectantly. Carter turned his head to Peter.
"Are you Carter?" he asked Peter. Peter looked into his eyes. They were so blank and unknowing.
"He doesn't remember anything..." Peter said, amazed.
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Luka ran after Lucy. He didn't want her to get away. He wasn't sure what was going on, but if she was dangerous, he didn't want her on the streets. Dave soon joined him.
"I'll go this way, you go see if she went outside!" Dave told him. Luka nodded and they parted.
Lucy entered the locker room. She knew she wouldn't be able to stay here. They'd find her. As she peeked out the door, she felt icy fingers slide snake like around her lips.
"Don't scream..." whispered a voice as cold as the ice in his heart. He left a note on the table and took Lucy to the window. Lucy was trapped. If she screamed, they would find her and punish her for a crime she didn't commit. If she didn't scream, she'd be kidnapped. *Damned if you do, damned if you don't* she thought. But if she screamed, maybe then she could prove that this was the man who had done the killing. But this man was smart. An evil conniving clever scumbag. He'd be gone in the blink of an eye if she'd screamed and so it would do her no good. She had been so busy debating her thoughts, that she hadn't noticed the man take her out of the window. He was now climbing down a rope. She didn't struggle much to get away. *Let them worry* she thought, *Maybe then they'll realize that I didn't kill anybody. I can escape this. I just have to concentrate. *
Dave ran into the locker room. He felt a cool breeze from outside. He went over and closed the window. That's when he noticed a rope. He looked over at the table and saw a note.
To whoever cares
I didn't kill anyone and I never would. I am running away, I won't say where, to start a new life with my boyfriend. I won't be coming back to Chicago. Send police after me, I don't care. I know I didn't do anything wrong. Carter will tell you. Good bye, so-called friends.
Dr. Lucy Knight
Something was wrong with that note. The way it was written. And then there was something in the signature. It wasn't signed right. And since when was she *Dr.* Lucy Knight? She was still studying, a med. student. He scrawled a quick note under it to his colleagues.
Maybe Lucy didn't do it after all. I have a bad feeling about this note. I'm going after her.
DR. Dave Malucci
He underlined the 'Dr.' part in his signature. Maybe that would give the others a hint. He decided to climb down the rope.
"All good detectives must follow their suspects to the letter!" Dave whispered, having seen too many private eye movies. He reached the sidewalk and looked around. He saw nothing. But something saw him.
"Damn!" whispered the green-eyed man, "Who the hell is that?"
"That's Dave, you asshole!" Lucy spat.
"Be quiet, my love. Don't worry, he won't take you away from me. I will dispose of him..."
Luka took one last look outside then ran back in. He couldn't find Dave now, either. He checked the locker room. He saw a note on the table and read it through.
"Dave... Why did you have to go play hero?" Luka shook his head. Frankly, he didn't see anything wrong with the note. But then he noticed the way Lucy signed her name. Dr. Lucy Knight? And the 'L' wasn't the way Lucy wrote her 'Ls.' Luka knew, for just this morning she had shown him a birthday card she was going to send to her mother. The signature was different. And the letter sounded so full of bitterness and hatred that Luka didn't even know Lucy had. He snatched up the letter and went to show the others.
Dave saw a head of black hair run into a dark ally, dragging along a blond haired woman. Dave followed, knowing it had to be Lucy.
The stalker/kidnapper watched as Dave ran into the ally after him.
"Don't hurt him!" Lucy screamed, Dave stopped, "Dave, RUN! It's a trick!" Dave looked around. It was too dark to see anything but he knew he heard Lucy's voice. Suddenly, he felt someone jump onto his back and grab him around the neck, pulling him backwards. He heard a choked scream and assumed it was from Lucy. He felt the hands around his neck slip away and as he made to get up, he felt something metal hit him in the stomach and fell back again. It had been a trashcan. He felt around for something and found a foot. He pulled it out from under someone and a person came falling down with a scream. Dave got up and held the man down, hands tying the man's arms to his side.
"Who are you?"
"Lucy's prince! I've come to rescue her!"
"Like hell you are!" Dave punched the man in the face, "What is your name!"
"Luka Kovac!" the man smiled. Dave looked at him as if he were crazy. The man spat out more names, "John Carter, Mark Green, Peter Benton, Robert Romano, Dave Malucci... I could even be Doug Ross if you wanted me to!"
"What the hell are you playing at, you psycho?" Dave demanded.
"All I'm saying is I can be anyone I want!"
"Right, Ok, you're going to jail now, you crazy sicko!" the man said nothing, "Wait... Where's Lucy?" the man still said nothing, "Where is she, damnit?"
"You won't find her. I hid her. She's gone. You'll never find her without me. If you send me to jail, she'll surely starve to death. What are you going to do?" Dave was silent as he tried to think. While he was distracted, the man kicked him off. He picked Dave up with two strong hands and threw him against the cold, hard brick wall and Dave slumped to the ground. The impact was almost too much but Dave fought to stay conscious. The man stood over him. Dave felt to a cut to his head and noticed it was bleeding. He looked up at the man into his deep green eyes.
"You really want to know who I am?" he asked, grinning viciously, "Because I'll tell you before I kill you. No more mistakes. The other three were supposed to die. But no matter, you will make it up to me. No one can save you, Malucci. Lucy's not here to scream for help. No one comes down this way. Who knows how long you'll be lying here before they find you? Poor old Dave Malucci. I can just see the headlines: Doctor Found Beaten to Death in an Ally by Ex-Med. Student. Ha!"
"Why are you doing this?" Dave tried to ask.
"Why? Because I love her. I'm saving her. She would never last long in this place. She's my bride and she's coming with me. Now it's time for you to die, Dr. Dave!"
"Dave did WHAT?!" Mark screamed, amazed.
"He went after her!" Luka repeated.
"Give me that!" Kerry ordered as she grabbed the note from Luka's hand. She read it through, twice and gave it to Mark. He read it through too. Romano snatched it from Mark's hand.
"Who the hell does he think he is?" Romano asked, "Some sort of super hero?"
"Luka, I want you to go and find him. Mark, you go too,"
"Dr. Weaver-"
"No, Romano, I will not have two members of this staff in potential danger! Luka and Mark are going to find them and you aren't going to do anything about it! Peter and Carol will handle Carter, it seems he should wake up soon and we will question him. Cleo and I will be with Elizabeth, tending to her. Randi is making sure no one enters Abby's room that doesn't have authorization while Jing-Mei is in the room with her. Everything is under control."
"Dr. Weaver, last time I checked, I believe I was in charge!" Romano told her.
"Dr. Romano, last time I checked you were a stubborn son of a bitch!" Luka and Mark stared between Kerry Weaver and Robert Romano thinking she would be fired for sure. They could see Romano was about to burst. But all he said was.
"Go gentlemen," Mark and Luka were only too happy to oblige.
"Where do you think he went?" Mark asked.
"How should I know?" Luka asked.
"I'll go down this street and you can go that way, see if you find any trace of them," Mark said, already jogging off in the other direction. Luka agreed and ran the other way. Soon, Mark passed a dark ally and heard something. He looked down it and saw just a bunch of fallen boxes and trashcans.
"A cat," he thought, and moved on. But out of the heap, a hand, covered in small cuts and bruises emerged and fell limp.
"Oh..." Carter moaned. He opened his eyes and saw a black haired woman smiling back at him.
"Ah, awake are we?" Carol Hathaway said. Carter turned his head to see that there was an African-American man there, as well.
"What's going on? What happened?" Carter asked, drowsily.
"You were hit by a corvette according to Lucy," Peter Benton answered, hesitantly.
"Lucy who?" Carter seemed confused.
"... Carter?" Carol asked expectantly. Carter turned his head to Peter.
"Are you Carter?" he asked Peter. Peter looked into his eyes. They were so blank and unknowing.
"He doesn't remember anything..." Peter said, amazed.
Please review. Basically, all I gotta say. Hehe. Sorry, a little sugar high! sugarsugarsugar!