Disclaimer in part 1
Alex put her gun to Stark's head. "Drop your weapons, or I put a bullet in his brain," she ordered.
The men stared at her and then at Stark.
"Do what she says," Stark told them. He'd read her file and knew that she would have no problem killing him if she had to.
They set their guns down and backed away.
Bobby lifted Marie's pale limp form off the bed. "Let's go."
Darien nodded and glared at Stark hatefully. "We're all gonna walk out of this room together."
"You guys try anything and I kill him," Alex added to that pushing Stark in front of her after slapping the cuffs on him.
They walked to the elevators quickly and soon they were outside where Claire was waiting in the van.
"Thank God," she whispered as she saw them emerge from the building. She had a shot of counteragent all ready for Darien.
Alex took Stark to her car so she could take him in.
Darien followed Bobby to the van and he helped him get Marie into the back.
"Oh my God! What happened?" Claire cried out as she saw Marie's pallor. She quickly checked her pulse. It was very rapid and irregular.
Bobby just held her tightly as Claire looked her over. "Stark... the bastard... he..." he could barely get the words out between the sobs.
"He poisoned her," Darien finished for him.
"Bloody hell! Darien, let me give you your shot. Then you can drive to the hospital," she pulled the syringe out of her purse.
Darien nodded and sat still while she gave him the shot. "She's gonna be all right, Bobby," he tried to reassure him before going up front to drive.
"Bobby, I'm sorry," Claire put her hand on his arm to comfort him.
"I gave her the antidote. Why isn't it working?" he growled.
"We'll be at the hospital soon," Claire said. "I'm sure she'll be fine."
Bobby cradled Marie in his arms the whole ride saying very little. At least they had Stark in custody now. He would pay. Bobby would see to it that he did.
The ten minute drive seemed to take an hour and Marie still hadn't woken up. Bobby carried her into the hospital and the ER attendants got her on a bed and rolled her into the ER.
"What happened?" the doctor asked as he looked her over.
"She was injected with poison and then given an antidote, but she's still unconscious," Bobby told the man.
"Do you know what she was injected with?"
"I don't have a clue, but I did bring a sample of both substances," he'd picked up both syringes and put them in his pocket. They still contained a small amount.
"That's good. We can try and analyze both to determine what they are," the doctor informed him. "I'm gonna start her on an IV to keep her hydrated and to make it easier for us to give her any meds she may need."
Bobby slumped in the chair next to her bed.
"Is there anything else that we need to know about her medical background?"
"She's three months pregnant," Bobby mentioned. He'd forgotten about that when Stark had injected her. "Oh man... the baby..." the tears welled up again.
The doctor gave a small nod and took the sample to the lab. "I need this analyzed A.S.A.P."
The lab tech took the syringes and got to work on them.
Darien and Claire sat in the waiting room. Neither of them said much. After about 30 minutes Darien started to pace.
"Darien, please stop that. It's making my nerves even worse," Claire pleaded with him.
"I'm sorry, Claire. I just... it seems to be taking forever," he ran his fingers through his hair and sat back down.
"Well, at least Stark didn't get away," she tried to sooth both his and her nerves. "And she'll be fine."
"You keep saying that, but..." Darien thought for a moment and then his eyes went wide. "Aw Crap!"
"What's wrong, Darien?"
"Something else just popped into my head. Marie's three months pregnant," he put his face in his hands.
"Oh no!" Claire exclaimed. That could be a very bad thing. She trailed her hand through his hair and then put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
Darien looked over at Claire for a moment before embracing her gently. They had both been fighting off tears that were now flowing freely.
Bobby came out to the waiting room after another 2 hours had passed. His eyes were swollen and red his face very pale. He almost collapsed into the chair next to Darien.
"Bobby?" Darien put a hand on his shoulder.
"What did the doctors say?" Claire asked not sure she wanted to hear the answer because of how he looked.
"They were able to counteract the poison. The antidote Stark gave us wasn't one..." Bobby trailed off for a moment. "They need to watch over her to make sure it's out of her system, but they are unsure right now about... about... the baby..." he stopped overcome by the sadness.
Darien put his arms around Bobby and held him tight unsure of what to say.
"I'm gonna go talk to the doctor for a moment," Claire put a sympathetic hand on his should before leaving.
TBC...
Feedback is Welcome...
Alex put her gun to Stark's head. "Drop your weapons, or I put a bullet in his brain," she ordered.
The men stared at her and then at Stark.
"Do what she says," Stark told them. He'd read her file and knew that she would have no problem killing him if she had to.
They set their guns down and backed away.
Bobby lifted Marie's pale limp form off the bed. "Let's go."
Darien nodded and glared at Stark hatefully. "We're all gonna walk out of this room together."
"You guys try anything and I kill him," Alex added to that pushing Stark in front of her after slapping the cuffs on him.
They walked to the elevators quickly and soon they were outside where Claire was waiting in the van.
"Thank God," she whispered as she saw them emerge from the building. She had a shot of counteragent all ready for Darien.
Alex took Stark to her car so she could take him in.
Darien followed Bobby to the van and he helped him get Marie into the back.
"Oh my God! What happened?" Claire cried out as she saw Marie's pallor. She quickly checked her pulse. It was very rapid and irregular.
Bobby just held her tightly as Claire looked her over. "Stark... the bastard... he..." he could barely get the words out between the sobs.
"He poisoned her," Darien finished for him.
"Bloody hell! Darien, let me give you your shot. Then you can drive to the hospital," she pulled the syringe out of her purse.
Darien nodded and sat still while she gave him the shot. "She's gonna be all right, Bobby," he tried to reassure him before going up front to drive.
"Bobby, I'm sorry," Claire put her hand on his arm to comfort him.
"I gave her the antidote. Why isn't it working?" he growled.
"We'll be at the hospital soon," Claire said. "I'm sure she'll be fine."
Bobby cradled Marie in his arms the whole ride saying very little. At least they had Stark in custody now. He would pay. Bobby would see to it that he did.
The ten minute drive seemed to take an hour and Marie still hadn't woken up. Bobby carried her into the hospital and the ER attendants got her on a bed and rolled her into the ER.
"What happened?" the doctor asked as he looked her over.
"She was injected with poison and then given an antidote, but she's still unconscious," Bobby told the man.
"Do you know what she was injected with?"
"I don't have a clue, but I did bring a sample of both substances," he'd picked up both syringes and put them in his pocket. They still contained a small amount.
"That's good. We can try and analyze both to determine what they are," the doctor informed him. "I'm gonna start her on an IV to keep her hydrated and to make it easier for us to give her any meds she may need."
Bobby slumped in the chair next to her bed.
"Is there anything else that we need to know about her medical background?"
"She's three months pregnant," Bobby mentioned. He'd forgotten about that when Stark had injected her. "Oh man... the baby..." the tears welled up again.
The doctor gave a small nod and took the sample to the lab. "I need this analyzed A.S.A.P."
The lab tech took the syringes and got to work on them.
Darien and Claire sat in the waiting room. Neither of them said much. After about 30 minutes Darien started to pace.
"Darien, please stop that. It's making my nerves even worse," Claire pleaded with him.
"I'm sorry, Claire. I just... it seems to be taking forever," he ran his fingers through his hair and sat back down.
"Well, at least Stark didn't get away," she tried to sooth both his and her nerves. "And she'll be fine."
"You keep saying that, but..." Darien thought for a moment and then his eyes went wide. "Aw Crap!"
"What's wrong, Darien?"
"Something else just popped into my head. Marie's three months pregnant," he put his face in his hands.
"Oh no!" Claire exclaimed. That could be a very bad thing. She trailed her hand through his hair and then put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
Darien looked over at Claire for a moment before embracing her gently. They had both been fighting off tears that were now flowing freely.
Bobby came out to the waiting room after another 2 hours had passed. His eyes were swollen and red his face very pale. He almost collapsed into the chair next to Darien.
"Bobby?" Darien put a hand on his shoulder.
"What did the doctors say?" Claire asked not sure she wanted to hear the answer because of how he looked.
"They were able to counteract the poison. The antidote Stark gave us wasn't one..." Bobby trailed off for a moment. "They need to watch over her to make sure it's out of her system, but they are unsure right now about... about... the baby..." he stopped overcome by the sadness.
Darien put his arms around Bobby and held him tight unsure of what to say.
"I'm gonna go talk to the doctor for a moment," Claire put a sympathetic hand on his should before leaving.
TBC...
Feedback is Welcome...
