They stayed there, unmoving, his hand over her mouth as Jack stared at the door, waiting. Abby's breath shook, she felt it in her lungs. Minutes that seemed like hours elapsed as they stood in that frozen scene. What were they waiting for? Jack's next move was so sudden, it made Abby gasp. His head snapped quickly to meet Abby's eyes.
"Don't worry," he whispered, "I'm not going to hurt you. You've learned your lesson, haven't you?" Abby didn't move. She didn't know how to reply, "That's a yes. Remember, you reject me again, you die. If I can't have you, no one can. Now, there are just a two more people I have to dispose of..." Abby's eyes widened. He couldn't mean who she thought he meant... Could he?
"Yes, yes, good old Luka Kovac. How stupid is that bastard? I mean, honestly, he is such a son of a bitch. Ah, and Carter. What a stuck up phony! How annoying can you get? Always acting so damn sentimental!"
"How dare you!" Abby had had just about enough of this, "OK, you can come here, stalk me, freak me out, and nearly kill me; it's a little pushing it, but I can handle it. But don't you DARE ever insult my friends or hurt them in any way or I swear I will hunt you down no matter how much you try to get away and I will make sure you suffer!" Abby was over him now, standing up and yelling at him. Even though her legs wobbled under her weight, he almost seemed intimidated by her. 'Go Abby!' she thought. But then, a smile appeared on his face and Abby's fear returned. It was a constant battle of who controlled who and though Abby had just had the upper hand not two seconds before, that smile, that horrible, baneful smile, shattered her control over him.
"Abby, Abby, Abby," he shook his head, "I like strong spirited women. But was that a rejection I heard?"
"Rejection?"
"You are not going to reject me again!" He growled, angrily, and pushed her back on the bed, "Never again!" at that moment, the door knob began to turn but the door didn't open.
"That's odd," Luka's voice came. Abby was not going to play the frightened, helpless victim anymore. She had played that part too often in her life and she wasn't about to give Jack the satisfaction of playing it again.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" She screamed and kicked Jack between the legs. As he doubled over in pain, Luka began to rattle the door more viciously.
"Abby!" he screamed, "Abby, open the door!" Abby ran over to the door, but she tripped over a fallen chair. Scrambling to get up, Jack caught her by the arm.
"I WARNED YOU!" he screamed.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Abby shouted.
"ABBY!" Luka rattled the door. Abby made a dive for it and her hands rested on the lock. Right as she was about to unlock the door, Jack picked her up with all his strength and threw her across the room. The door burst open and Luka fell in. Unexpectedly, Jack dived at Luka. Abby watched in horror as the two wrestled on the ground. Within minutes, Carter was at the door. Abby looked up and their eyes met. When Jack saw a scalpel not inches away was when Carter decided it was time to intervene.
"Abby!" He cried, "Get Weaver!" as he jumped into the fight trying desperately to get the scalpel away from Jack. It was another game of control but this game didn't involve Abby. This game involved Luka, Carter, Jack and a scalpel and in this game, the loser might not survive.
Luka made a grab for the scalpel but Jack yanked it away. He pulled his arm upwards and plunged it down into the tangled bodies. There was a shriek of surprise and pain as the scalpel connected with warm flesh. Jack laughed hysterically.
Carter pulled himself away from the fight, dragging his bleeding leg with him. He sat up against the wall, panting. Jack now had Luka pinned down and Carter's eyes were wide with terror as Jack raised the scalpel once more. Luka, struggling to escape knew the stalker was aiming for his heart. But Luka stopped struggling as Jack's hand began to plunge down. Luka closed his eyes tight, waiting for the pain.
But something grabbed Jack's wrist before it could reach Luka's chest.

Abby ran frantically around the hospital looking for Kerry. Mark stopped her in her pursuit.
"Abby!" he declared, "Abby, you have to lay down! You've had a really long day! Look at you! You're pale and exhausted."
"Dr. Greene!" Abby gasped, "Dr. Greene!"
"Yes, I think I know my name, Abby," he told her.
"Dr. Greene, Luka... And Carter... They're... Oh, just come!" Luke grabbed Mark's wrist and dragged Mark to her room. Something began to beep.
"Abby, I'm being paged-"
"Ignore it!" Abby ordered and kept pulling him through the halls.

Jack looked up at the hand around his wrist and struggled to free it. Luka opened his eyes.
"LET GO!" Jack ordered, "LET ME GO!"
"Why should I?" Dave's eyes narrowed.
"Because I say so!" Jack told him, "Now let me go!"
"I don't think so," Jack took the scalpel and stabbed it into Dave's hand, sending a sharp pain up his arm. Dave immediately let go. Just then, Mark and Abby arrived.
"What the Hell is going on here?" Mark asked, looking from the panting Luka, to Dave's bleeding hand, to Carter up against the wall. Jack could see with all the people around that this was a losing battle. He took one last glance at them all and jumped out the window. Mark ran over to the window and looked down, but Jack was nowhere to be seen.
"Come on, Malucci, Carter. We need to get you two fixed up," he shrugged, "The police can handle him." Mark helped Carter up and put Carter's arm around his shoulder. He led Carter out of the room, followed by Dave, cradling his hand. Abby ran over to Luka.
"Luka, honey are you OK?" she asked him. Luka looked over at the window where Jack had disappeared.
"Why do I have a feeling that this isn't over?"