Author's Note----Ok, I noticed that in Chapter 5--Disoriented, I never menioned how Hermione's parents had pictures on Ron (quote from chapter ""We've got plenty of officers looking for him, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley" Officer Lopez told them soothingly, looking through the recent pictures of Ron that Mr. Weasley had given him. "Are these pictures moving"? he asked, bewildered. "Must be a new type of camera" he said. "Anyway, with these pictures, and the ones Mr. and Mrs. Granger gave me the night of his disappearance, we should be able to find him rather quickly, if he's still in the area". Now your probably thinking, 'Why in the hell does Hermione's parents have pictures of Ron?'. Well, when I was writing that chapter, I had in mind, pictures they took of the kids during their short time on their vacation before Ron was taken. They just had them developed. I could have sworn I'd mentioned that in the chapter, but I guess not. Anyway, if you were wondering about that, there ya go *lol*
Chapter 6----Time Will Heal All Wounds
Ron lay on the mattress, every inch of his body in pain. He was raped yet again, but this time, only by one of the men, not both. In fact, he doesn't remember seeing the other man in a while. Ron knew he was still here though because he could hear them arguing upstairs often. Ron curled up on his side, clutching his stomache. He was throwing up more than ever, which was weird since he hadn't eaten anything in....well, he doesn't know how long. After retching a few minutes ago, he realized that he wasn't throwing up food, he was throwing up blood, which learning that made him feel even more ill. He also desperately missed his Mum and Dad, Harry, Hermione, Ginny and his brothers, even Fred and George. Oh hell, he even missed Pig, that little feathery twirp. He wanted to see them again, so much. But he knew he wouldn't. There was no way anyone could find him here, in this dark, dirty basement. Thinking about his family hurt him even more. For the millionth time, he began sobbing, hard. "I love you, Mummy" he said, softly, his voice still cracking. Ron was sobbing so hard, he didn't notice the man standing on the basements steps, turn around, and then go back up.
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Harry was lying on the bed, the television on, watching some stupid black and white show. Hermione had entered the room, after taking a long, hot shower. With everything that's been happening, she hadn't even thought about taking one in several days. The shower did make her feel a bit better. But only a bit.
She sat on the bed next to Harry and said, "Happy belated birthday"
"What?" Harry asked her.
"It's August 2nd. Your birthday was two days ago"
Harry looked perplexed. "Oh was it? I seemed to have lost track of the time...not that I would have enjoyed it anyway, with Ron dea...." he stopped short, hearing Hermione's gasp. "I mean..." Harry said, "with Ron missing"
But it was too late to change what he was about to say. Tears filled her eyes as she said, "You think Ron's dead?"
"No" Harry said quickly. "I don't...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Well, I mean"...he sighed. "It's a possibility, Hermione, you know that. If today is August 2nd, then he's been missing a full week now. Officer Lopez is having trouble finding him, that's obvious, even though he won't flat out say it..." he stopped short again, knowing if he kept talking, he'd start crying again, like Hermione is doing.
Harry turned the television off. They shouldn't be here right now. Ron should never have went missing, they would have left yesterday for home, and everything would have been normal. They should be at the Burrow now, talking about their vacation and getting ready for school. But they weren't. Instead they were staying here, waiting for news on Ron, news that he was found alive...or even news that he was found dead, that news Harry dreaded hearing, but even that way they'd know something. Harry lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, silently praying for news soon.
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Officer Lopez sat at his desk, going through the files for the Ronald Weasley case. Pictures of Ron was scattered all over his desk. They didn't have a single clue. The only thing they came up with, through all their searching, was the can of whipped cream, but that proved to be useless. Lopez had interviewed the cashier who was in charge that night, as well as the store manager. The manager showed Lopez the surveillance camera the night Ron had come into the store, just in case something suspicious was caught on film. Nothing.
He sighed and stretched his arms out. He didn't like these missing person cases. Only because the majority are children and as a father himself, he could only imagine what the parents of these children are going through. As a father himself, he's always determined to find the child, bring him or her back to their parents safely. He wasn't doing too well with this case. No clues, no leads. But just then he got a call from the front desk telling him that someone was here to tell him something about a missing person case he was working on. "Bring him in" Officer Lopez told the front desk receptionist.
A few minutes later, Officer Caldwell brought in a big man with thick black hair. "Here he is, Officer Lopez"
"Thanks, Officer Caldwell" he turned to the man. "What can I do for you?" he asked as Officer Caldwell left. The man walked slowly to the desk, looked at the pictures of Ron, and pointed to them. "I know where he is"
Officer Lopez looked up at the man with interest.
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Ron stirred. He seemed to have been half conscious, half unconscious. "Ron?" a voice said softly. Ron stirred again. He felt someone take a hold of his arm.
"No! Leave me alone!" Ron said, as loud as his wrecked voice would go.
"Ron?" The voice said, again, a man's voice. "Ron, we're here to help you"
Ron felt the man lift his arm, but Ron swung it away and punched the guy hard in the eye. "Leave me alone! Don't hurt me anymore! Please! Don't!"
"Ron? We're here to help you. My name is Officer Robert Lopez, I'm from the Los Angeles Police Department", he said, one hand, holding onto Ron's arm again, and the other rubbing his swollen eye. For such a weak boy, he sure punched good.
Ron stopped struggling. Those were different voices. But before he could say anything, he retched blood up once more and passed out.
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An hour later, Officer Lopez was walking into the doors to the hotel. He took the elevator to the second floor, where the Weasley's were staying. He knocked on their door firmly. Mr. Weasley answered the door, his eyes bloodshot. "Officer Lopez" Mr. Weasley said. "Come on in"
Officer Lopez nodded, and stepped inside, while taking off his hat. Mrs. Weasley sat up when she saw him enter. "Officer" She said. It scared her when she saw him. She was afraid that the words out of his mouth would be, 'Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley. We've found your son. He's dead'.
Officer Lopez cleared his throat. "Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley. We've found your son. He's--" Mrs. Weasley squinted her eyes shut."---alive" Her eyes popped open. She let out a relieved cry. "But" Officer Lopez continued. "He's very ill....beaten up very badly, extremely malnourished, you don't have to be a doctor to see that. He was barely conscious when we found him, and had passed out"
"How did you find him?" Mr. Weasley asked, relieved tears in his eyes.
"Actually, one of the kidnappers came to me telling me where to find him" Lopez told them. "There were two of them. They've apparently kidnapped and murdered several children and teenagers. This time, though, the one who came to me and confessed, got tired of doing this, and wanted it to end. We've got them both in prison now and your son at Los Angeles General Hospital. I can give you a lift there if you'd like"
"Yes, thank you" Mr. Weasley said. He turned to his wife who was sobbing with relief this time. "Dear, why don't you go wait in the car with Officer Lopez while I let Mr. and Ms. Granger know Ron's been found alive"
She nodded and followed Officer Lopez out the door. "By the way, Officer, what happened to your eye?" Mr. Weasley asked him.
Officer Lopez smiled. "Your son's got one hell of a right hook"
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Ron woke up once again, this time in different surroundings. He was in a clean white room laying on a clean white bed, wearing some sort of....table cloth, or at least that's what it looked like to Ron. He winced at the pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that underneath the table cloth thing, his chest was banadaged up. He also noticed that he had tubes and wires stuck into his arms and chest. He still felt achy.
He turned to face the door as it opened. A woman walked in, carrying some sort of needle. She saw Ron and said, "Oh good. Your awake. I'm Doctor Davidson"
"Doctor?" Ron repeated? 'Those Muggle healers?' "Where am I?" he asked.
Dr. Davidson lay him back down on the bed and said "Los Angeles General Hopital. You've been here for a few hours. Your parents will be here shortly. Here, lay down and relax. I have to give you a shot"
"A what?" Ron asked, but was cut short when Dr. Davidson gently shoved the needle in his side. "Oww! What did you do that for?"
"It's medicine. It will help the pain go away" She told him.
"Felt like it added more pain to me" Ron muttered. "And why do I have all these tubes stuck in me. I've had enough thigs stuck in me already down in that basement"
She smiled. "You've never been in a hospital before?"
"Not like this" Ron said.
"That's good" She said. "We want you to keep healthy. Don't worry. Your safe here. All this stuff may look bad, but it's here to help you"
She gave him another smile, the left the room. Ron lay back down, but only for a few minutes. He heard the door open again and heard "RON!!!"
He looked at the source of the sound. His mother was half running towards him, his father right behind her and wrapped him up in a big hug, tears pouring down her cheeks. "Ouch! Mum! My chest"
Mrs. Weasley pulled back. "I'm sorry, love. Are you okay, baby?"
He nodded, and hugged his mother back. "I love you so much, Mum" he said, tears pouring down his eyes now too. He hugged his father, "I love you, too, Daddy"
After the tears and hugging subsided, Mr. Weasley spoke up. "We've talked to the doctor, and she says your going to be just fine. She said your going to have to stay here a while, get fed up, and healed. She said you may need physcal therapy to help you walk again after your legs heal. They were sliced open pretty badly, and they want to take tests just in cse you have internal injuries from the.....rapes"
"I'm sorry" Ron spoke up quietly.
"For what, baby?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Making everyone worry"
Mr. Weasley said, "Ron, do you think all this is your fault?"
Ron nodded. "If I hadn't gone out at that time of night, none of this would have happened"
Mr. Weasley sighed. "Ron. It's true you made a very bad judgment by going out at one o'clock in the morning, but no, it was not your fault that you got taken from us, and hurt. Not your fault at all. I want you to get that thought out of your mind right now"
Ron nodded. He smiled. "I will....is Harry and Hermione still here?"
Mr. Weasley nodded. "Yes, but you can't see them yet. Not until Doctor Davidson says it's okay. But they know your safe now, and they send their best wishes"
Dr. Davidson came back into the room, and said. "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron needs his rest. He's got a test scheduled in two hours. I want him to sleep a little before so he's relaxed"
They both nodded and hugged and kissed their son. After they left, Ron lay back down and closed his eyes. He was feeling much better and he knew he's be okay now.
*Author's Note*. Finished. Short chapter, I know, sorry, but that's how I wrote it :p I hope whoever read it semi-enjoyed it. If not, no biggie. I really write these stories for me, but I do hope some people do enjoy them anyway. I'm currently working on a sequel. That should be up in a few days. That one will have a lower rating, though. Won't be rated R. .
