Rachel shook her head, looking at Alex with a stern look in her eyes, not
believing a single word her younger colleague was telling her. It wasn't
true, or she couldn't be sure about it. It was a wild guess, maybe even a
vague attempt of Alex to save Nick.
Alex sighed, her brown eyes angered, her mouth set grim while she eyed her
friend.
"I can't believe you're not even willing to try, I know it can be dangerous, Rachel, but at least let me try."
The blond psychiatrist thought about, rethinking her previous thoughts. A little while couldn't hurt, it was not like she was ignoring given orders, she was only postponing them.
"Alright, let's go over this one more time, explain it to me, that way I know what to tell Sloan or Derek if I should be asked."
Her friend smiled, relaxing her strained muscles from relief, glad Rachel was willing to give her some time. "The stigmata Nick is suffering is called an Enigma. The English meaning of the word is puzzle, a riddle. And every puzzle or riddle has an answer, a solution for the problem. So there is no way Nick's only way to help him is to die, there has to be a solution. Why else call it an Enigma?"
Rachel nodded, getting it so far, and it did make sense in a way.
"And..," Alex continued, "I'm trying to find that solution. How about you give me a day to find it? That way we won't endanger Nick right?"
Again Rachel nodded, looking at things more on the bright side now. "Go ahead, try to find something. A day can't hurt."
Alex smiled relieved, making her way to the control room as fast as she could. Rachel looked back at Nick, who finally managed to fall asleep. He looked peaceful and so very young when his face was all relaxed. The lines of everything he had been trough had disappeared, leaving an untouched and boyish look. She sad beside him on the bed, smiling as she took the phone, dialling a number.
"Yes, it's me, make the preparations, we're taking him tonight. Ooh, don't worry about that, he'll trust me, he has nothing to fear from me. "
She laughed, hanging up the phone, looking again at the young man fast asleep. He/she studied the man, wondering why this one was the chosen. Yes, he was attractive in a sweet innocent way, and he was young and well shaped. But he was also a killer, an ex navy SEAL. Or maybe he was special because he was part of a team that fought the dark side. The demon did not know, and did not care either. It was the chosen, it was the one he needed to get his master to this world. And who he was and what he was did not care, as long as he was in the grasp of him, the great Belthazar, the right hand of Satan. He stroke the young man's cheek, grinning.
The sun slowly made its way to the other side of the world, leaving the moon to take its place. Only San Francisco did not witness that, the darkness had taken over the light of the sun and the moon. The darkness made it look like a dark night during the day and an even darker night during the evenings. Alex smiled, closing the books, reading her notes again. This should do it, this should work. She stretched her body, lazy, exhausted but yet excited because she had managed to find the answer to a riddle not even Derek could solve. She had over won their fears and worries, she had not listened to her mind but to her heart. And with that she could save her young friend. Picking up her notes, drinking the last sip of her now cold coffee, she made her way upstairs, to Nick's room. Her smile grew bigger, her hand touching the doorknob, pushing the door open. Her eyes grew big in shock, her mouth opening, the notes falling to the floor, scattering all over the room.
"I can't believe you're not even willing to try, I know it can be dangerous, Rachel, but at least let me try."
The blond psychiatrist thought about, rethinking her previous thoughts. A little while couldn't hurt, it was not like she was ignoring given orders, she was only postponing them.
"Alright, let's go over this one more time, explain it to me, that way I know what to tell Sloan or Derek if I should be asked."
Her friend smiled, relaxing her strained muscles from relief, glad Rachel was willing to give her some time. "The stigmata Nick is suffering is called an Enigma. The English meaning of the word is puzzle, a riddle. And every puzzle or riddle has an answer, a solution for the problem. So there is no way Nick's only way to help him is to die, there has to be a solution. Why else call it an Enigma?"
Rachel nodded, getting it so far, and it did make sense in a way.
"And..," Alex continued, "I'm trying to find that solution. How about you give me a day to find it? That way we won't endanger Nick right?"
Again Rachel nodded, looking at things more on the bright side now. "Go ahead, try to find something. A day can't hurt."
Alex smiled relieved, making her way to the control room as fast as she could. Rachel looked back at Nick, who finally managed to fall asleep. He looked peaceful and so very young when his face was all relaxed. The lines of everything he had been trough had disappeared, leaving an untouched and boyish look. She sad beside him on the bed, smiling as she took the phone, dialling a number.
"Yes, it's me, make the preparations, we're taking him tonight. Ooh, don't worry about that, he'll trust me, he has nothing to fear from me. "
She laughed, hanging up the phone, looking again at the young man fast asleep. He/she studied the man, wondering why this one was the chosen. Yes, he was attractive in a sweet innocent way, and he was young and well shaped. But he was also a killer, an ex navy SEAL. Or maybe he was special because he was part of a team that fought the dark side. The demon did not know, and did not care either. It was the chosen, it was the one he needed to get his master to this world. And who he was and what he was did not care, as long as he was in the grasp of him, the great Belthazar, the right hand of Satan. He stroke the young man's cheek, grinning.
The sun slowly made its way to the other side of the world, leaving the moon to take its place. Only San Francisco did not witness that, the darkness had taken over the light of the sun and the moon. The darkness made it look like a dark night during the day and an even darker night during the evenings. Alex smiled, closing the books, reading her notes again. This should do it, this should work. She stretched her body, lazy, exhausted but yet excited because she had managed to find the answer to a riddle not even Derek could solve. She had over won their fears and worries, she had not listened to her mind but to her heart. And with that she could save her young friend. Picking up her notes, drinking the last sip of her now cold coffee, she made her way upstairs, to Nick's room. Her smile grew bigger, her hand touching the doorknob, pushing the door open. Her eyes grew big in shock, her mouth opening, the notes falling to the floor, scattering all over the room.