Donovan pulled the chair next to the bed and sat down. The swelling in Melissa's face looked like it was starting to go down. She was going to have a nasty bruise on her cheek. She looked pale. Donovan placed his hand on hers and held it. He felt helpless and he hated that. First someone tried to kill Jake and now to get to him, they went after Melissa.
Jake leaned against the wall, watching Donovan. He was stroking Melissa's hand, telling her everything will be okay and he'll find the person who did this to her. People who Donovan cared about, you don't mess with. He still cringed when he thinks about the night he went out with Melissa.
Jake was working out on the punching bag, a rarity since Alex usually claims it. He wanted to get a good work out in before his date with Melissa. Jake couldn't help but smile. Ever since he walked into the building Donovan was shooting daggers at him. He purposely came in late for work today. Not that it mattered, they had no cases to work. Of course Cody made sure he wasn't alone. He was now. He looked up and saw Donovan standing in the doorway. He knew sooner or later Donovan would track him down in here.
"I want to have a word with you Jake." Donovan said, crossing his arms in front of him.
"If it's about my date with Melissa you can forget it." Jake said going back to punching the bag.
Jake didn't notice Donovan walked up behind him until it was too late. When Jake pulled his arm back to throw another punch at the bag, Donovan grabbed his arm. He pushed Jake face first into the lockers.
"I'll make this short and sweet," Donovan growled, watching Jake wince in some pain. "Hurt Melissa in any way and you will wish Sonny or Quito got to you first." Donovan let go of Jake and headed back to his office.
Jake rubbed his shoulder and watched Donovan leave. He saw that Alex was standing in the doorway. She was laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" he growled smacking the bag, visualizing it was Donovan.
"You are so screwed, Jake." Alex laughed.
Two hours after his 'talk' with Donovan, Jake picked Melissa up. He took her to this little Italian restaurant he knew downtown. Afterwards he took her to Navy Pier for the rides. They had fun. Around one in the morning Jake walked Melissa to her apartment. Jake did notice that Donovan's car wasn't in the parking lot when they pulled in. She invited him in for a drink, but he refused. Jake kissed her on the cheek goodnight and went home.
Jake was surprised the next day when Donovan called him into his office and gave him an apology for the day before. Jake wished he had a video camera or something to record this moment. Who was going to believe that Frank Donovan apologized. Donovan did come to terms with him being friends with Melissa. And friendship was all that it was.
"I'm going to get some coffee and then call Cody. Want anything?" Jake offered.
"No thanks." he replied watching Jake walk out the door.
"Frank?" Melissa asked groggily, "where am I?"
"Easy." he said, "You're in the hospital. You were attacked in my apartment. I need to know if you feel up to answering some questions."
"Okay." she replied.
"Do you remember anything that happened? Did you see who attacked you?" he asked.
"I picked up your mail." she said, "I was just about to leave your apartment when I heard a noise coming from your bedroom. I went to check and then I don't remember anything. I didn't see who attacked me."
"It's okay." Donovan said stroking her unbruised cheek. "Tomorrow the doctor is going to release you. I want you to stay at your brother's or leave the city until I catch this guy."
"I'm not leaving my apartment." Melissa stated.
"Melissa, be reasonable," Donovan sighed, "this guy is after me for some reason. I don't know why. He has no problem using you against me. I can't allow that to happen again."
"I can take care of myself Frank. I will not leave my apartment." Melissa repeated.
"Fine." Donovan gave in. He was too tired to argue with her. "Until this guy is caught, someone will stay with you in your apartment or I work from there."
"Frank." Melissa started to say.
"And," Donovan interrupted her, "I'll stay on your couch."
"That's not necessary Frank." Melissa sighed.
"That or you stay in my apartment. You choose." he stated.
After a while, Melissa finally convinced Donovan to go get something to eat. Of course Donovan made sure a cop was stationed outside her door. Melissa closed her eyes and started to replay the past couple months in her head. She heard the door to her open up and thought it was Donovan coming back. Melissa opened her eyes and was shocked at who was standing by her bedside.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she hissed.
"Came to check on you." her visitor responded, "You okay?"
"How did you get past the cop?" she asked. Her visitor smiled and handed her his id. Melissa shook her head and laughed. "You look nothing like my brother. Donovan's still here. You're lucky he doesn't know what Jason looks like. You'll be lucky if Jake Shaw doesn't recognize you."
"But that's part of my job." he smiled, "To look like anyone. Answer my question. Are you okay?"
"What do you think?" Melissa snarled, "My head hurts like hell. What does my chart say? You're studying it like no tomorrow."
"Has Donovan discussed anything with you?" he asked slowly.
"No, he hasn't had the chance to. Why? What does my chart say John?" Melissa asked.
"It says you had a rape kit done." John said.
"What?" Melissa gasped.
"Calm down," John hissed grabbing her arm. "Let me finish. It came out negative. Save it for when Donovan tells you."
"I can be convincing on that." she snapped. "Donovan will be taking me home tomorrow. I'll try to convince him to leave me for awhile and we can meet up. We have to move everything up sooner than expected."
"You sure?" John asked. He looked towards the door when he heard it open. John sized up Frank Donovan. He could tell that Donovan thought of him as a threat to Melissa. He can see it in his eyes. He knew Donovan can be dangerous when crossed.
"Frank, this is my brother Jason Woods." Melissa introduced. "Jason, this is my neighbor, Frank Donovan."
"Nice to meet you." John said shaking his hand. Strong, firm grip. John hoped Melissa knew what she was getting herself into. "I'll see you tomorrow Mel. I need to get to work. Mr. Donovan."
"Bye Jason." she said watching him leave.
"Your brother doesn't like me." Donovan stated sitting down in the chair. "He told you about the kit?"
"My brother doesn't like anyone." she replied, "Yea, he told me about the kit."
"I had Alex stop by your place to get you some clothes. Hope you don't mind." Donovan said placing the bag in the closet.
"You actually look like your blushing Frank Donovan." Melissa laughed, "You are! Couldn't handle going through my underwear drawer yourself?" She laughed even harder watching him turn a little more red.
Donovan sat back down in the chair and reached for Melissa's wrist. He traced his finger around her hand. He looked her in the eyes as he spoke. "I won't let anyone hurt you." Donovan promised. "Then I'll show you what I can handle or cannot handle."
Jake leaned against the wall, watching Donovan. He was stroking Melissa's hand, telling her everything will be okay and he'll find the person who did this to her. People who Donovan cared about, you don't mess with. He still cringed when he thinks about the night he went out with Melissa.
Jake was working out on the punching bag, a rarity since Alex usually claims it. He wanted to get a good work out in before his date with Melissa. Jake couldn't help but smile. Ever since he walked into the building Donovan was shooting daggers at him. He purposely came in late for work today. Not that it mattered, they had no cases to work. Of course Cody made sure he wasn't alone. He was now. He looked up and saw Donovan standing in the doorway. He knew sooner or later Donovan would track him down in here.
"I want to have a word with you Jake." Donovan said, crossing his arms in front of him.
"If it's about my date with Melissa you can forget it." Jake said going back to punching the bag.
Jake didn't notice Donovan walked up behind him until it was too late. When Jake pulled his arm back to throw another punch at the bag, Donovan grabbed his arm. He pushed Jake face first into the lockers.
"I'll make this short and sweet," Donovan growled, watching Jake wince in some pain. "Hurt Melissa in any way and you will wish Sonny or Quito got to you first." Donovan let go of Jake and headed back to his office.
Jake rubbed his shoulder and watched Donovan leave. He saw that Alex was standing in the doorway. She was laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" he growled smacking the bag, visualizing it was Donovan.
"You are so screwed, Jake." Alex laughed.
Two hours after his 'talk' with Donovan, Jake picked Melissa up. He took her to this little Italian restaurant he knew downtown. Afterwards he took her to Navy Pier for the rides. They had fun. Around one in the morning Jake walked Melissa to her apartment. Jake did notice that Donovan's car wasn't in the parking lot when they pulled in. She invited him in for a drink, but he refused. Jake kissed her on the cheek goodnight and went home.
Jake was surprised the next day when Donovan called him into his office and gave him an apology for the day before. Jake wished he had a video camera or something to record this moment. Who was going to believe that Frank Donovan apologized. Donovan did come to terms with him being friends with Melissa. And friendship was all that it was.
"I'm going to get some coffee and then call Cody. Want anything?" Jake offered.
"No thanks." he replied watching Jake walk out the door.
"Frank?" Melissa asked groggily, "where am I?"
"Easy." he said, "You're in the hospital. You were attacked in my apartment. I need to know if you feel up to answering some questions."
"Okay." she replied.
"Do you remember anything that happened? Did you see who attacked you?" he asked.
"I picked up your mail." she said, "I was just about to leave your apartment when I heard a noise coming from your bedroom. I went to check and then I don't remember anything. I didn't see who attacked me."
"It's okay." Donovan said stroking her unbruised cheek. "Tomorrow the doctor is going to release you. I want you to stay at your brother's or leave the city until I catch this guy."
"I'm not leaving my apartment." Melissa stated.
"Melissa, be reasonable," Donovan sighed, "this guy is after me for some reason. I don't know why. He has no problem using you against me. I can't allow that to happen again."
"I can take care of myself Frank. I will not leave my apartment." Melissa repeated.
"Fine." Donovan gave in. He was too tired to argue with her. "Until this guy is caught, someone will stay with you in your apartment or I work from there."
"Frank." Melissa started to say.
"And," Donovan interrupted her, "I'll stay on your couch."
"That's not necessary Frank." Melissa sighed.
"That or you stay in my apartment. You choose." he stated.
After a while, Melissa finally convinced Donovan to go get something to eat. Of course Donovan made sure a cop was stationed outside her door. Melissa closed her eyes and started to replay the past couple months in her head. She heard the door to her open up and thought it was Donovan coming back. Melissa opened her eyes and was shocked at who was standing by her bedside.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she hissed.
"Came to check on you." her visitor responded, "You okay?"
"How did you get past the cop?" she asked. Her visitor smiled and handed her his id. Melissa shook her head and laughed. "You look nothing like my brother. Donovan's still here. You're lucky he doesn't know what Jason looks like. You'll be lucky if Jake Shaw doesn't recognize you."
"But that's part of my job." he smiled, "To look like anyone. Answer my question. Are you okay?"
"What do you think?" Melissa snarled, "My head hurts like hell. What does my chart say? You're studying it like no tomorrow."
"Has Donovan discussed anything with you?" he asked slowly.
"No, he hasn't had the chance to. Why? What does my chart say John?" Melissa asked.
"It says you had a rape kit done." John said.
"What?" Melissa gasped.
"Calm down," John hissed grabbing her arm. "Let me finish. It came out negative. Save it for when Donovan tells you."
"I can be convincing on that." she snapped. "Donovan will be taking me home tomorrow. I'll try to convince him to leave me for awhile and we can meet up. We have to move everything up sooner than expected."
"You sure?" John asked. He looked towards the door when he heard it open. John sized up Frank Donovan. He could tell that Donovan thought of him as a threat to Melissa. He can see it in his eyes. He knew Donovan can be dangerous when crossed.
"Frank, this is my brother Jason Woods." Melissa introduced. "Jason, this is my neighbor, Frank Donovan."
"Nice to meet you." John said shaking his hand. Strong, firm grip. John hoped Melissa knew what she was getting herself into. "I'll see you tomorrow Mel. I need to get to work. Mr. Donovan."
"Bye Jason." she said watching him leave.
"Your brother doesn't like me." Donovan stated sitting down in the chair. "He told you about the kit?"
"My brother doesn't like anyone." she replied, "Yea, he told me about the kit."
"I had Alex stop by your place to get you some clothes. Hope you don't mind." Donovan said placing the bag in the closet.
"You actually look like your blushing Frank Donovan." Melissa laughed, "You are! Couldn't handle going through my underwear drawer yourself?" She laughed even harder watching him turn a little more red.
Donovan sat back down in the chair and reached for Melissa's wrist. He traced his finger around her hand. He looked her in the eyes as he spoke. "I won't let anyone hurt you." Donovan promised. "Then I'll show you what I can handle or cannot handle."