(Chapter 2: Free at Last(
Next Morning:
"The Slayer?" Detective McCall said, "You've got to be kidding me,"
"No I'm not, that's what he said, and all these girls have the potential to be a slayer, I didn't get to asking him, about the person with them, but I'm guessing that if the girl is going to be the slayer then that person must be the watcher," she reasoned.
He laughed, "That's the biggest bunch of crap I've ever heard, he's full of it,"
"No.Kevin.I mean, sir, I don't think he is, I think he's serious," she said.
"Kat you're gullible, as always, I'm glad you're up on your folklore, but.you've got nothing but a bunch of fairy tales," he said.
"Kevin, It's my job to get into the criminal mind, I have a psychology degree, you do not, and you also weren't there during the questioning therefore, I believe I would know better than you if he was lying and I don't think he was, and I think someone should follow up on that story if there is a Slayer this could be.we could learn a lot from her," She snapped.
"When you find me hard proof then we can talk until then, good day.detective," He said slowly.
"But." She started.
He cut her off, "Good day detective,"
She sighed an walked out of the room slamming the door. **************************************************************************** ******* (That evening.(
Kat wandered down the dark hallway of the asylum.'How am I supposed to get proof?' she thought, 'All I have is what he says and.' her thoughts were cut off when she got to close to a demons cell as she walked by the demon growled and lashed out at her she jumped back in surprise. She hadn't even noticed that she was that close, she was still angry with Kevin for brushing her off like that, but she was determined to prove him wrong.
"You might want to watch out for that guy, he's not a people person," Spike smirked from his cell watching the obviously distracted detective.
She ran her hand through her long black hair, "Yeah I noticed," she said smiling weakly.
"Bad day?" Spike grinned.
"Do you always state the plainly obvious?" She said looking at him with one eyebrow raised.
"Depends, Do you always answer a question with a question?" he asked, "Speaking of which I think you owe me an answer love,"
She nodded, "No, she wasn't,"
"You telling you made me wait a day to tell me no?" Spike asked.
"Basically, yeah." she said, "Okay Where do I find proof that this Slayer exists?"
"What you don't trust me?" he said grinning slyly.
"No I don't trust you, but I do believe you, I'm not the one who needs the proof, now just answer the question please," she snapped testily.
"Someone's grouchy.Well you'd probably have to find her or the council, but their in England love, better luck finding her," he said.
She rolled her eyes, "great," she muttered under her breath.
"What's your problem pet?" he asked.
"Well give me a while and I can make you an alphabetical list," she said sarcastically.
"Okay.What's you problem right now?" he asked.
"Right now? Well Right now, There's a guy going around killing people and I need to make a connection between the victims, and the only lead I have is guy behind bars in an asylum, and according to my boss, who happens to be the biggest jerk that has ever walked this planet, thinks that its not a reliable lead, therefore he requires physical evidence of the existence of fairy tale, which since he is a jerk I would probably have to drag the girl in by her hair with a sign duct taped to her forehead that says 'The Slayer' and throw her on his desk and I have to do all this before my deadline, which would be either before the killer succeeds or before, my boss decides to take me off the case, Does that answer you question?" she said all in on breath.
Spike actually laughed.
"What the hell is so funny?" she demanded.
"You sound like you need a drink," he smirked.
"I don't drink," she said bluntly.
"Maybe that's your problem love," Spike said, "Here's the deal Love, you get me out of here, and I'll take you to that Slayer,"
"Why don't you just tell me how to find her?" She said.
"Right, What Vampire is going to tell you where to find her? I do understand that they don't like cops much," Spike said.
"A vampire who doesn't want to swallow a crucifix," she said.
Spike grinned, "They won't tell you they'll even deny that she exists, Some of them don't know she exists,"
"How do I know you'll help me once your out?" she said.
"The only way I can get out of here is in your custody, pet, Therefore, I'd have to help you," Spike said.
"And how do I know you won't try and kill me," she said.
"I won't," Spike said simply.
"Did you miss the part where I said I don't trust you?" Kat said.
"I never said you should trust me love but if you get me out of here, I'd owe you, plus you strike me as a girl who can hold her own," Spike told her.
Kat considered this a moment, she didn't have much of a choice, on the other hand if he were released into her custody anything he did would be on her hands as well as his, Kevin would probably be pissed. Which was a good reason she should do it.
"I'll see what I can do," Kat said.
Spike grinned, 'Free at last' He thought.
****************************************************** Kat headed for the Patient release desk, not quite believing she was about to do this. A young black woman sat behind the desk, she couldn't have been older than twenty, she looked up and smiled brightly, "Can I help you?" she asked.
"Um yeah actually, I want a patient released into my custody," she said.
"Okay, Do you work in the medical field, Legal field or are you family?" she asked.
"Legal field," she said.
"Okay, um what's your job title?" she asked as she pulled out a form and began to fill it out.
"Criminal Profiler, for the LAPD," she said.
"Okay, since your a profiler.Do you have a Psychology degree?" she asked.
"Yes, why?" she asked.
"I was just going to ask if you preferred Doctor or detective?" she said.
"Detective.Elizabeth Bryce," she said.
"Okay Detective Bryce, Can I have the patient number?" she said.
She pulled out one of her many manila envelopes, and looked through several papers before finding it.
"4375," she told the woman.
The woman searched through what looked to be a list of patient names. "William the Bloody?" she paused, "Are you sure?"
"Not sure I should, but I'm sure that's the one I'm talking about," she replied.
"Okay," she said, "Then please sign at the bottom of this form,"
She handed her the form and Kat signed it. The woman stamped the form then pulled off the yellow copy and handed it to her, " You have two weeks if you need a time expansion, call and we can give a couple extra days. You are legally responsible for the patient; take this form to security and show it to them, they'll tell you what to do from there, Good luck,"
"Okay thank you," she said.
"Oh and detective." the woman stopped her.
"Yeah?" Kat said.
"Be careful," the woman told her.
"Always," Kat grinned and now headed for security.
She stopped in front of the security desk, where a large man sat.he wasn't fat.he was just really big, he reminded her of a line backer.
"Um excuse me, I have a patient release form," she said.
The guy looked up at her as she set the paper on the counter. He read over the paper.then looked up at her, "Hope you know what your doing, doll," he said. Then walked to a room behind his office, he came out with a small metal box about the six of a lap top, and what look to be a small pistol.
"In this box is four needles and a drug guaranteed to drop an elephant, if he gives you problems all you have to do is break the skin with this stuff an in about five minutes depending on where you stick, the closer to the brain and heart the faster it works.and in this pistol is a neuro-toxin which will cause instant paralyses.which is better for distance, If you need to use any of this stuff either call the police of drop him back by here, The patient will be escorted to your car in shackles, here's the key," he said first handing her the key, then the pistol which she put in one of her empty shoulder holsters, then he handed her the box, "Okay walked this way and wait here and we'll bring out the patient,"
She nodded, wondering if all this stuff they gave was over kill for a vampire, but she shrugged it off, figuring they were just covering their butts.
Six armed guards came out and two more came out with Spike, who was in chains.
Kat raised an eyebrow, and gestured for them to follow her out to her car, muttering something about the national guard.
They walked in silence out to her car, then her phone rang breaking the silence.
"Hello?" she answered it.
"I'm leaving the asylum now, Why?" she said.
Kat stopped in the middle of the parking lot and listened intently to the person on the phone. The guards gave her a questioning glance, but the held up a single hand signaling for them to wait.
She cursed angrily, "All right I'll be there, but don't let forensics screw up the scene before I get there okay?"
She hung up, her phone and continued toward her car, she pulled out her keys, and stopped in front of a black civic.
"Do you want him in the front or the back?" The obviously ranking guard asked.
"Yeah go ahead try and fit him in the back seat," she said.
The security guard shined, a flashlight into the window of the back seat, even through the tinted windows stacks of papers and bags could be made out. On top of one of the stacks of paper you could see a pistol.
"Ma'am you know you can have fire arms on the premises right?" he said as-a- matter-of-factly.
"Really?" she said sarcastically, she reached down for the small pistol she had in an ankle holster, "Does that mean I can't have this one either?"
"No you can't," the guard said in surprise, "Could you um give me that please ma'am?"
"No but I could give you the finger," she said making an obscene gesture, "and you could give me the patient,"
Spike grinned he had to admit the girl had backbone.
The security guard stuttered as she re-holstered her gun, but another guard who know Kat just told him to let it go, he was about to protest when another guard suppressing laughter, pointed out she was about to leaving anyway. He nodded, they put Spike in the car, one of the guards mouthed 'be careful', She nodded and got in the car.
"What happened?" he asked.
"What the phone call?" she asked starting the car and shifting it into gear.
He nodded.
"Your twin, killed some one else this time in LA, at the park down the street," she said.
He nodded again, "Are you going to take these bloody chains off of me love?"
"Eventually," she replied.
Next Morning:
"The Slayer?" Detective McCall said, "You've got to be kidding me,"
"No I'm not, that's what he said, and all these girls have the potential to be a slayer, I didn't get to asking him, about the person with them, but I'm guessing that if the girl is going to be the slayer then that person must be the watcher," she reasoned.
He laughed, "That's the biggest bunch of crap I've ever heard, he's full of it,"
"No.Kevin.I mean, sir, I don't think he is, I think he's serious," she said.
"Kat you're gullible, as always, I'm glad you're up on your folklore, but.you've got nothing but a bunch of fairy tales," he said.
"Kevin, It's my job to get into the criminal mind, I have a psychology degree, you do not, and you also weren't there during the questioning therefore, I believe I would know better than you if he was lying and I don't think he was, and I think someone should follow up on that story if there is a Slayer this could be.we could learn a lot from her," She snapped.
"When you find me hard proof then we can talk until then, good day.detective," He said slowly.
"But." She started.
He cut her off, "Good day detective,"
She sighed an walked out of the room slamming the door. **************************************************************************** ******* (That evening.(
Kat wandered down the dark hallway of the asylum.'How am I supposed to get proof?' she thought, 'All I have is what he says and.' her thoughts were cut off when she got to close to a demons cell as she walked by the demon growled and lashed out at her she jumped back in surprise. She hadn't even noticed that she was that close, she was still angry with Kevin for brushing her off like that, but she was determined to prove him wrong.
"You might want to watch out for that guy, he's not a people person," Spike smirked from his cell watching the obviously distracted detective.
She ran her hand through her long black hair, "Yeah I noticed," she said smiling weakly.
"Bad day?" Spike grinned.
"Do you always state the plainly obvious?" She said looking at him with one eyebrow raised.
"Depends, Do you always answer a question with a question?" he asked, "Speaking of which I think you owe me an answer love,"
She nodded, "No, she wasn't,"
"You telling you made me wait a day to tell me no?" Spike asked.
"Basically, yeah." she said, "Okay Where do I find proof that this Slayer exists?"
"What you don't trust me?" he said grinning slyly.
"No I don't trust you, but I do believe you, I'm not the one who needs the proof, now just answer the question please," she snapped testily.
"Someone's grouchy.Well you'd probably have to find her or the council, but their in England love, better luck finding her," he said.
She rolled her eyes, "great," she muttered under her breath.
"What's your problem pet?" he asked.
"Well give me a while and I can make you an alphabetical list," she said sarcastically.
"Okay.What's you problem right now?" he asked.
"Right now? Well Right now, There's a guy going around killing people and I need to make a connection between the victims, and the only lead I have is guy behind bars in an asylum, and according to my boss, who happens to be the biggest jerk that has ever walked this planet, thinks that its not a reliable lead, therefore he requires physical evidence of the existence of fairy tale, which since he is a jerk I would probably have to drag the girl in by her hair with a sign duct taped to her forehead that says 'The Slayer' and throw her on his desk and I have to do all this before my deadline, which would be either before the killer succeeds or before, my boss decides to take me off the case, Does that answer you question?" she said all in on breath.
Spike actually laughed.
"What the hell is so funny?" she demanded.
"You sound like you need a drink," he smirked.
"I don't drink," she said bluntly.
"Maybe that's your problem love," Spike said, "Here's the deal Love, you get me out of here, and I'll take you to that Slayer,"
"Why don't you just tell me how to find her?" She said.
"Right, What Vampire is going to tell you where to find her? I do understand that they don't like cops much," Spike said.
"A vampire who doesn't want to swallow a crucifix," she said.
Spike grinned, "They won't tell you they'll even deny that she exists, Some of them don't know she exists,"
"How do I know you'll help me once your out?" she said.
"The only way I can get out of here is in your custody, pet, Therefore, I'd have to help you," Spike said.
"And how do I know you won't try and kill me," she said.
"I won't," Spike said simply.
"Did you miss the part where I said I don't trust you?" Kat said.
"I never said you should trust me love but if you get me out of here, I'd owe you, plus you strike me as a girl who can hold her own," Spike told her.
Kat considered this a moment, she didn't have much of a choice, on the other hand if he were released into her custody anything he did would be on her hands as well as his, Kevin would probably be pissed. Which was a good reason she should do it.
"I'll see what I can do," Kat said.
Spike grinned, 'Free at last' He thought.
****************************************************** Kat headed for the Patient release desk, not quite believing she was about to do this. A young black woman sat behind the desk, she couldn't have been older than twenty, she looked up and smiled brightly, "Can I help you?" she asked.
"Um yeah actually, I want a patient released into my custody," she said.
"Okay, Do you work in the medical field, Legal field or are you family?" she asked.
"Legal field," she said.
"Okay, um what's your job title?" she asked as she pulled out a form and began to fill it out.
"Criminal Profiler, for the LAPD," she said.
"Okay, since your a profiler.Do you have a Psychology degree?" she asked.
"Yes, why?" she asked.
"I was just going to ask if you preferred Doctor or detective?" she said.
"Detective.Elizabeth Bryce," she said.
"Okay Detective Bryce, Can I have the patient number?" she said.
She pulled out one of her many manila envelopes, and looked through several papers before finding it.
"4375," she told the woman.
The woman searched through what looked to be a list of patient names. "William the Bloody?" she paused, "Are you sure?"
"Not sure I should, but I'm sure that's the one I'm talking about," she replied.
"Okay," she said, "Then please sign at the bottom of this form,"
She handed her the form and Kat signed it. The woman stamped the form then pulled off the yellow copy and handed it to her, " You have two weeks if you need a time expansion, call and we can give a couple extra days. You are legally responsible for the patient; take this form to security and show it to them, they'll tell you what to do from there, Good luck,"
"Okay thank you," she said.
"Oh and detective." the woman stopped her.
"Yeah?" Kat said.
"Be careful," the woman told her.
"Always," Kat grinned and now headed for security.
She stopped in front of the security desk, where a large man sat.he wasn't fat.he was just really big, he reminded her of a line backer.
"Um excuse me, I have a patient release form," she said.
The guy looked up at her as she set the paper on the counter. He read over the paper.then looked up at her, "Hope you know what your doing, doll," he said. Then walked to a room behind his office, he came out with a small metal box about the six of a lap top, and what look to be a small pistol.
"In this box is four needles and a drug guaranteed to drop an elephant, if he gives you problems all you have to do is break the skin with this stuff an in about five minutes depending on where you stick, the closer to the brain and heart the faster it works.and in this pistol is a neuro-toxin which will cause instant paralyses.which is better for distance, If you need to use any of this stuff either call the police of drop him back by here, The patient will be escorted to your car in shackles, here's the key," he said first handing her the key, then the pistol which she put in one of her empty shoulder holsters, then he handed her the box, "Okay walked this way and wait here and we'll bring out the patient,"
She nodded, wondering if all this stuff they gave was over kill for a vampire, but she shrugged it off, figuring they were just covering their butts.
Six armed guards came out and two more came out with Spike, who was in chains.
Kat raised an eyebrow, and gestured for them to follow her out to her car, muttering something about the national guard.
They walked in silence out to her car, then her phone rang breaking the silence.
"Hello?" she answered it.
"I'm leaving the asylum now, Why?" she said.
Kat stopped in the middle of the parking lot and listened intently to the person on the phone. The guards gave her a questioning glance, but the held up a single hand signaling for them to wait.
She cursed angrily, "All right I'll be there, but don't let forensics screw up the scene before I get there okay?"
She hung up, her phone and continued toward her car, she pulled out her keys, and stopped in front of a black civic.
"Do you want him in the front or the back?" The obviously ranking guard asked.
"Yeah go ahead try and fit him in the back seat," she said.
The security guard shined, a flashlight into the window of the back seat, even through the tinted windows stacks of papers and bags could be made out. On top of one of the stacks of paper you could see a pistol.
"Ma'am you know you can have fire arms on the premises right?" he said as-a- matter-of-factly.
"Really?" she said sarcastically, she reached down for the small pistol she had in an ankle holster, "Does that mean I can't have this one either?"
"No you can't," the guard said in surprise, "Could you um give me that please ma'am?"
"No but I could give you the finger," she said making an obscene gesture, "and you could give me the patient,"
Spike grinned he had to admit the girl had backbone.
The security guard stuttered as she re-holstered her gun, but another guard who know Kat just told him to let it go, he was about to protest when another guard suppressing laughter, pointed out she was about to leaving anyway. He nodded, they put Spike in the car, one of the guards mouthed 'be careful', She nodded and got in the car.
"What happened?" he asked.
"What the phone call?" she asked starting the car and shifting it into gear.
He nodded.
"Your twin, killed some one else this time in LA, at the park down the street," she said.
He nodded again, "Are you going to take these bloody chains off of me love?"
"Eventually," she replied.