(Sorry for not getting this posted yesterday, driving school
ran late. Disclaimers, see last chapter, and please don't
forget to read and review.)
Fade in
(Josh's POV)
Today being the first day of 9th grade, I was nervous as it was. But all day I had the weirdest feeling that I was being watched. When I had to go outside for gym, there was a blue ford truck, the kind that Jim drives, parked across the street. I dismissed it as just being a coincidence, because I couldn't see the person who was behind the wheel, but I knew something wasn't right.
I chose not to tell my teachers because I didn't want them to think I was crazy, but decided to wait, and mentioned it to Harm and Mac when I got home. The day went relativity slow, mostly the teachers just rambled on about rules, and what to expect. I had Nick in a few of my classes, so the day wasn't a total waste, but I didn't want to freak him out either about the truck.
Nick and I walked home together, and I could have sworn that I saw the truck pass by. I quickened my pace, and practically ran the rest of the way home. By the time I got in the door, I was gasping for breath. I dropped my book bag on the floor, and sat on the steps to catch my breath.
Mac walked in the front room a few seconds later, bombarding me with questions.
"Josh, are you okay? What happened?"
"I'm okay," I said.
"What happened? Why were you running?"
"I thought I saw Jim's truck today at school, and then I thought I saw the truck following Nick and me home. I thought I was crazy at first, but I had such a weird feeling about it, that I guess I got scared and ran the rest of the way home," I said still gasping for breath.
"Do your ribs hurt?"
"Yeah."
"Take slow deep breaths. Everything is going to be okay. I'll cal the detective, and Harm. I'm sure the detective will have a few questions for you. You did the right thing Josh, by running home. I bet the whole thing was pretty scary."
"Yeah."
She put her hand on my shoulder, and my breathing finally calmed down.
"You'll be okay, Josh."
"I know."
(Later that night.)
(Mac's POV)
"Once the police detective left, and Harm finally calmed down, we all settled in for the night. Josh went up to bed right after dinner saying something about getting his stuff ready for the morning.
Harm and I loaded our weapons after he went up, and took them to our room with us just in case this guy tried anything. Detective Barns assured us that there would be a police car outside our house, just incase.
It was nearly midnight, and I still couldn't sleep. One of the joys of pregnancy I suppose. After twenty three more minutes, I finally gave up, and went to check on Josh. Half way down the hall, I stopped when I heard what sounded like books falling over. Peaking in Josh's room, I saw a dark figure standing over Josh's bed. The man put his hand over Josh's mouth and was waving something in his face.
Moving in as fast as I could, being eight months pregnant, I pulled the man away from Josh, and gave him a left hook in the stomach. Before I knew it, he had me on the floor, and we were struggling for control of the knife. Josh ran off the bed, and started screaming for Harm, but before he could get into the room, I felt the knife being jammed into my stomach.
(Josh's POV)
The whole thing happened real fast. Mac's scream brought Harm running in. Turning on the light, he tackled Jim, and basically kicked his ass. Finally snapping out of my daze, I ran to get the phone, and some towels. When I got back to my room, Harm's white tee-shirt was covered in blood, as he tried to stop the bleeding. I handed him the towels and dialed 911.
Mac was crying out in pain, as she struggled to stay conscious. Harm held her as best he could, and kept telling her everything would be okay. As soon as the ambulance came, I ran downstairs to meet them, and showed them where she was. The police showed up a few minutes later, and halled Jim away. While the medics were carrying her down the stairs, I gave Harm his shoes and grabbed his cell phone, wallet and keys. He rode in the ambulance with her, while I rode with one of the policemen.
The officer was nice, and didn't ask me a lot of questions, because he knew I was worried about Mac. By the time we got to the hospital, I had answered all his questions, and he helped me find Harm. When I found Harm pacing the waiting room, his arms and shirt were covered in blood.
"Is she okay Harm?"
"I don't know Josh. They took her up to surgery awhile ago, to do an emergency c-section."
"But she's not ready to have the baby yet!"
"I know, but they had to stop the bleeding."
"It's all my fault," I whispered.
Before I knew it, harm picked me up, and sat me down in one of the chairs. He knelt down eye level to me and put his hands on my shoulders.
"Josh none of this is your fault. Do you understand me? None of it is your fault. Now come on; I'm going to go get cleaned up, and then we are going to see how Mac is doing.
Harm left me in the surgical waiting room, while he got cleaned up. As I sat there and thought about what Harm said, his cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Josh is that you? What are doing answering Harm's phone?" Commander Turner asked.
I took a deep breath and told him everything that happened.
"Where are you now?"
"Surgical waiting room; on the fifth floor."
"I'll be right there," he said and hung up.
"Who was that?" Harm asked walking over to me. His arms were a little less red, but his shirt was still covered in blood.
"Commander Turner. I told him what happened, and he said he would be right over."
"You took my cell phone?"
"And your keys; I thought you might need them."
"You know, you were very brave back there."
"I was?"
"You called 911; you got towels, and remembered to get my cell phone, wallet and my keys. That is the character of a future naval aviator."
"Thanks Harm."
Fifteen minutes later, the doctor came out to talk us, just as Commander Turner arrived.
"How are they doctor?"
TBC
Fade in
(Josh's POV)
Today being the first day of 9th grade, I was nervous as it was. But all day I had the weirdest feeling that I was being watched. When I had to go outside for gym, there was a blue ford truck, the kind that Jim drives, parked across the street. I dismissed it as just being a coincidence, because I couldn't see the person who was behind the wheel, but I knew something wasn't right.
I chose not to tell my teachers because I didn't want them to think I was crazy, but decided to wait, and mentioned it to Harm and Mac when I got home. The day went relativity slow, mostly the teachers just rambled on about rules, and what to expect. I had Nick in a few of my classes, so the day wasn't a total waste, but I didn't want to freak him out either about the truck.
Nick and I walked home together, and I could have sworn that I saw the truck pass by. I quickened my pace, and practically ran the rest of the way home. By the time I got in the door, I was gasping for breath. I dropped my book bag on the floor, and sat on the steps to catch my breath.
Mac walked in the front room a few seconds later, bombarding me with questions.
"Josh, are you okay? What happened?"
"I'm okay," I said.
"What happened? Why were you running?"
"I thought I saw Jim's truck today at school, and then I thought I saw the truck following Nick and me home. I thought I was crazy at first, but I had such a weird feeling about it, that I guess I got scared and ran the rest of the way home," I said still gasping for breath.
"Do your ribs hurt?"
"Yeah."
"Take slow deep breaths. Everything is going to be okay. I'll cal the detective, and Harm. I'm sure the detective will have a few questions for you. You did the right thing Josh, by running home. I bet the whole thing was pretty scary."
"Yeah."
She put her hand on my shoulder, and my breathing finally calmed down.
"You'll be okay, Josh."
"I know."
(Later that night.)
(Mac's POV)
"Once the police detective left, and Harm finally calmed down, we all settled in for the night. Josh went up to bed right after dinner saying something about getting his stuff ready for the morning.
Harm and I loaded our weapons after he went up, and took them to our room with us just in case this guy tried anything. Detective Barns assured us that there would be a police car outside our house, just incase.
It was nearly midnight, and I still couldn't sleep. One of the joys of pregnancy I suppose. After twenty three more minutes, I finally gave up, and went to check on Josh. Half way down the hall, I stopped when I heard what sounded like books falling over. Peaking in Josh's room, I saw a dark figure standing over Josh's bed. The man put his hand over Josh's mouth and was waving something in his face.
Moving in as fast as I could, being eight months pregnant, I pulled the man away from Josh, and gave him a left hook in the stomach. Before I knew it, he had me on the floor, and we were struggling for control of the knife. Josh ran off the bed, and started screaming for Harm, but before he could get into the room, I felt the knife being jammed into my stomach.
(Josh's POV)
The whole thing happened real fast. Mac's scream brought Harm running in. Turning on the light, he tackled Jim, and basically kicked his ass. Finally snapping out of my daze, I ran to get the phone, and some towels. When I got back to my room, Harm's white tee-shirt was covered in blood, as he tried to stop the bleeding. I handed him the towels and dialed 911.
Mac was crying out in pain, as she struggled to stay conscious. Harm held her as best he could, and kept telling her everything would be okay. As soon as the ambulance came, I ran downstairs to meet them, and showed them where she was. The police showed up a few minutes later, and halled Jim away. While the medics were carrying her down the stairs, I gave Harm his shoes and grabbed his cell phone, wallet and keys. He rode in the ambulance with her, while I rode with one of the policemen.
The officer was nice, and didn't ask me a lot of questions, because he knew I was worried about Mac. By the time we got to the hospital, I had answered all his questions, and he helped me find Harm. When I found Harm pacing the waiting room, his arms and shirt were covered in blood.
"Is she okay Harm?"
"I don't know Josh. They took her up to surgery awhile ago, to do an emergency c-section."
"But she's not ready to have the baby yet!"
"I know, but they had to stop the bleeding."
"It's all my fault," I whispered.
Before I knew it, harm picked me up, and sat me down in one of the chairs. He knelt down eye level to me and put his hands on my shoulders.
"Josh none of this is your fault. Do you understand me? None of it is your fault. Now come on; I'm going to go get cleaned up, and then we are going to see how Mac is doing.
Harm left me in the surgical waiting room, while he got cleaned up. As I sat there and thought about what Harm said, his cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Josh is that you? What are doing answering Harm's phone?" Commander Turner asked.
I took a deep breath and told him everything that happened.
"Where are you now?"
"Surgical waiting room; on the fifth floor."
"I'll be right there," he said and hung up.
"Who was that?" Harm asked walking over to me. His arms were a little less red, but his shirt was still covered in blood.
"Commander Turner. I told him what happened, and he said he would be right over."
"You took my cell phone?"
"And your keys; I thought you might need them."
"You know, you were very brave back there."
"I was?"
"You called 911; you got towels, and remembered to get my cell phone, wallet and my keys. That is the character of a future naval aviator."
"Thanks Harm."
Fifteen minutes later, the doctor came out to talk us, just as Commander Turner arrived.
"How are they doctor?"
TBC