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quickly.
All right, let's face it. I can not update quickly. I do try my hardest though.
I thank all reviewers and readers of the story who have the patience to wait for all chapters that take me forever to crank out.
Without further ado, here's chapter six.
Ch6
When Nancy came to, she was in a hospital exam room, with a doctor putting stitches in her forehead. "Anybody get the license of whatever floored me?" she moaned.
"I'm afraid not," the doctor said. "Do you remember what happened?"
"Some one K'Oed me," Nancy answered. "Hard,"
"K'Oed?" the doctor asked.
"Sorry," Nancy apologized. "It's slang for knocked out,"
"I see," the doctor stated, a strange look on his face. "You were found without any identification or personal affects on you. Do you remember who you are?"
"My name's Nancy Drew," Nancy replied. "Why does my arm hurt so damn much?"
"You broke it when you fell," the doctor explained. "We haven't had a chance to put the cast on. By the way, my name is Doctor Fommenshein. When were you born?"
"July 25, 1985," Nancy sighed. "I'm from River Heights, Illinois. If you want my entire medical history contact the hospital there, because I'm not about to give it to you. Can you hurry up with those stitches? I'd like to get back to my hotel,"
A nurse walked in with a cast kit. "Actually you need to have someone come in and vouch that you're who you say you are and that person will have to take you back to your hotel,"
"I'm 18," Nancy blinked.
"You have a slight concussion," Fommenshein argued.
"Fine. Finish up and I'll call someone. By the way can I have some aspirin?"
"What color cast do you want?"
* * *
Nancy quickly dialed the semi-familiar number. "Hello?" the familiar voice on the other end asked.
"Joe? Nancy started. "You have to get over to Miami General's emergency room,"
"Why?" Joe questioned. "Is someone hurt?"
"I was walking back to the hotel through a cemetery and someone K'Oed me with what I think was a shovel. Now I'm stuck in a hospital with this physco doctor who won't believe I'm 18 and that my name is Nancy Drew, and even though I have a broken arm and a slight concussion I can't get an aspirin from any of these assholes,"
"Nancy? Do me a favor? Calm down," Joe responded. "What were you doing walking through a cemetery?"
"Do I have to explain this now? Nancy queried. "I promise I'll explain everything later, but right now all I want to do is get away from Doctor Fommenshein,"
"I'll be there in a while,"
* * *
"So that was Doctor Fommenshein?" Joe asked as they walked out of Miami General.
"The very same that asked me what color cast I wanted in response to my request for aspirin," Nancy answered.
"And why didn't he believe you were who you said you were?"
"Because whoever knocked me out took all my identification,"
"So explain what you were doing walking through a cemetery in the middle of the night," Joe stated. "That's still confusing me,"
"This morning Ned surprised me with a phone call. He was in Florida. We had a huge fight about me coming here and he asked me to meet him on the beach. I said yes and met him there earlier tonight. He proposed, I said no, we had a small fight, and agreed to talk about it when I got back,"
"Back up," Joe interrupted. "He proposed and you said no?"
"I'm too young to marry him Joe," Nancy said. "Yes, I know that's how old our parents were when they got married but that was a different time which Ned doesn't seem to get,"
As they stepped into Joe's rental they heard a cell-phone ring of "Mesmerized."
"Mesmerized?" Nancy asked as Joe reached for it.
"Vanessa put it on there," he muttered. "Hello?"
"Joe?" Frank asked. "There's been another theft. Do you know where Nancy is?"
"She's with me," Joe answered. "Why?"
"Her room was the one broken into. Is she OK?"
"Not exactly," Joe hesitated. "She has a broken arm and a slight concussion,"
"But she's not dead or in a coma?"
"She wasn't in the room at the time. She was walking around Miami,"
"Then how was she hurt?"
"She got hit over the head. We don't know who, but I think it's pretty safe to say one of Viper's henchmen,"
"Let me talk to him," Nancy whispered.
"Hold on, Nancy wants to talk to you," Joe handed Nancy the cell-phone.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey," Frank echoed. "You OK?"
"I'm fine. Whoever whacked me stole all my cash and stuff, but I already talked to the police while I was waiting for Joe so they're on alert,"
"That's good," Frank said.
After a few moments of silence Nancy blurted, "We need to talk. I haven't been completely honest with you and want to explain a few things,"
"When exactly do we have time to talk? Not that I don't want to, but with the twists this case has taken it's pretty much taking up our time,"
"We'll leave Joe with Woolwich and we'll go down to the beach and talk,"
"I'm not sure if you heard, but it's your room Viper broke into. Don't you want to see if anything's missing?"
"The only thing Viper would want is me," With those haunting words she hung up.
* * *
"Let him through before I leave," Nancy stated menacingly.
"I really don't think that's wise miss," a squeamish bellhop said. "Mr. Woolwich said that while he was making a phone call I was to let no one into the room,"
"Mr. Woolwich and I are good friends," Joe interjected. "He already told me I could check the room out,"
"I don't think I should let you in until Mr. Woolwich gets back here," the bellhop hesitated.
"Excuse us for just one second," Nancy pulled Joe away from the bellhop. "Look, I'll distract him, and you sneak in OK?"
"Why don't we just wait for Woolwich to clear us?" Joe asked.
"Because A) I don't want to deal with Woolwich and B) Frank is waiting for me downstairs and a girl should never keep a guy waiting,"
"OK. Whatever. Just get to work distracting him I guess,"
"I'll give you the thumbs up when to go," Nancy said before walking back to the bellhop. "Are you sure you can't just let him in?"
"I'm sorry, but I'll lose my job,"
Nancy put a small seductive smile on his face. "It'll be our little secret,"
"I really can't,"
She put the stone cold face and voice back on. "Listen kid. Let him in, or I'll be forced to do something I'd rather not do,"
"What's. that?" the boy's voice squeaked.
"This,"
Nancy pulled him out of the doorway and forced him up against the wall, holing him in lip lock. She gave Joe a thumbs up and continued kissing the boy until she heard the door close again.
As she pushed away she turned around and began walking leaving the boy in utter confusion.
* * *
"What took you so long?" Frank asked as he and Nancy exited the hotel.
"I had to distract this bellhop so Joe could get into my room because Woolwich wasn't' there,"
"How are you feeling?"
"Like crap. You?"
"I'm fine.," Frank paused. "What did you need to tell me?"
"I didn't tell you everything this morning when I told you about Viper,"
"You mean she's worse than you made her out to be?" Frank raised an eyebrow.
"Yep," Nancy nodded. "I'm going to be very forthcoming about this," she warned. "The first day I was with Viper both her henchmen raped me and they took turns every day afterwards,"
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked gently.
"Numerous reasons," Nancy sighed. " I was scared, upset, ashamed, worried, you get the idea,"
"Joe knows, doesn't? He was trying to get you to tell me this morning,"
"Yeah. I told him last night when he told you he was wide awake. Somehow, he knew I needed to talk,"
"Joe's good at that," Frank paused. "There's something else isn't there?" his voice sounded as if to say "please say no"
"Don't sound so worried. It's not nearly as bad as the last thing I told you. Well in my opinion it's pretty damn close since I still don't want to talk about it with you for a ton of the same reasons I didn't want to tell you about the rapes, but being locked in a hospital room with that nut job excuse for a doctor, Fommenshein, made me realize that I can't keep everything from someone that I love so much, especially when I very well could die very soon, because Viper is an insane genius and found away to escape prison, a maximum security at that, so if anything were to happen, the people I love were to know the truth, not some half-truth or convincing lie that I tend to tell people when I don't want to talk about my life which seems to be a lot these days because of the mess I created with Ned by saying no to his proposal, and coming here by myself when he didn't want me to, which didn't turn out that well on my part, and I'm really mad that he was right, and when you add the nightmares coming back, and all these mixed emotions about you rushing through me , and all this caffeine that I have in my system because I had a coffee binge to avoid the nightmares has to crash the party that's celebrating the Grand Opening of the Emotional Wreck Roller Coaster that decided now would be a good time to start running, which really surprises me because I normally have such a high tolerance for caffeine and am very emotionally stable, much like a very large stone wall, and I'm finding it very scary that that very large stone wall is crumbling when it normally stands stronger than steel, and right now there's a motorcycle headed straight for you,"
How's that for a good rant? By the way, that's meant to be said in three breaths, i.e. really quickly.
Please Read, Review, and Forgive my slowness.
All right, let's face it. I can not update quickly. I do try my hardest though.
I thank all reviewers and readers of the story who have the patience to wait for all chapters that take me forever to crank out.
Without further ado, here's chapter six.
Ch6
When Nancy came to, she was in a hospital exam room, with a doctor putting stitches in her forehead. "Anybody get the license of whatever floored me?" she moaned.
"I'm afraid not," the doctor said. "Do you remember what happened?"
"Some one K'Oed me," Nancy answered. "Hard,"
"K'Oed?" the doctor asked.
"Sorry," Nancy apologized. "It's slang for knocked out,"
"I see," the doctor stated, a strange look on his face. "You were found without any identification or personal affects on you. Do you remember who you are?"
"My name's Nancy Drew," Nancy replied. "Why does my arm hurt so damn much?"
"You broke it when you fell," the doctor explained. "We haven't had a chance to put the cast on. By the way, my name is Doctor Fommenshein. When were you born?"
"July 25, 1985," Nancy sighed. "I'm from River Heights, Illinois. If you want my entire medical history contact the hospital there, because I'm not about to give it to you. Can you hurry up with those stitches? I'd like to get back to my hotel,"
A nurse walked in with a cast kit. "Actually you need to have someone come in and vouch that you're who you say you are and that person will have to take you back to your hotel,"
"I'm 18," Nancy blinked.
"You have a slight concussion," Fommenshein argued.
"Fine. Finish up and I'll call someone. By the way can I have some aspirin?"
"What color cast do you want?"
* * *
Nancy quickly dialed the semi-familiar number. "Hello?" the familiar voice on the other end asked.
"Joe? Nancy started. "You have to get over to Miami General's emergency room,"
"Why?" Joe questioned. "Is someone hurt?"
"I was walking back to the hotel through a cemetery and someone K'Oed me with what I think was a shovel. Now I'm stuck in a hospital with this physco doctor who won't believe I'm 18 and that my name is Nancy Drew, and even though I have a broken arm and a slight concussion I can't get an aspirin from any of these assholes,"
"Nancy? Do me a favor? Calm down," Joe responded. "What were you doing walking through a cemetery?"
"Do I have to explain this now? Nancy queried. "I promise I'll explain everything later, but right now all I want to do is get away from Doctor Fommenshein,"
"I'll be there in a while,"
* * *
"So that was Doctor Fommenshein?" Joe asked as they walked out of Miami General.
"The very same that asked me what color cast I wanted in response to my request for aspirin," Nancy answered.
"And why didn't he believe you were who you said you were?"
"Because whoever knocked me out took all my identification,"
"So explain what you were doing walking through a cemetery in the middle of the night," Joe stated. "That's still confusing me,"
"This morning Ned surprised me with a phone call. He was in Florida. We had a huge fight about me coming here and he asked me to meet him on the beach. I said yes and met him there earlier tonight. He proposed, I said no, we had a small fight, and agreed to talk about it when I got back,"
"Back up," Joe interrupted. "He proposed and you said no?"
"I'm too young to marry him Joe," Nancy said. "Yes, I know that's how old our parents were when they got married but that was a different time which Ned doesn't seem to get,"
As they stepped into Joe's rental they heard a cell-phone ring of "Mesmerized."
"Mesmerized?" Nancy asked as Joe reached for it.
"Vanessa put it on there," he muttered. "Hello?"
"Joe?" Frank asked. "There's been another theft. Do you know where Nancy is?"
"She's with me," Joe answered. "Why?"
"Her room was the one broken into. Is she OK?"
"Not exactly," Joe hesitated. "She has a broken arm and a slight concussion,"
"But she's not dead or in a coma?"
"She wasn't in the room at the time. She was walking around Miami,"
"Then how was she hurt?"
"She got hit over the head. We don't know who, but I think it's pretty safe to say one of Viper's henchmen,"
"Let me talk to him," Nancy whispered.
"Hold on, Nancy wants to talk to you," Joe handed Nancy the cell-phone.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey," Frank echoed. "You OK?"
"I'm fine. Whoever whacked me stole all my cash and stuff, but I already talked to the police while I was waiting for Joe so they're on alert,"
"That's good," Frank said.
After a few moments of silence Nancy blurted, "We need to talk. I haven't been completely honest with you and want to explain a few things,"
"When exactly do we have time to talk? Not that I don't want to, but with the twists this case has taken it's pretty much taking up our time,"
"We'll leave Joe with Woolwich and we'll go down to the beach and talk,"
"I'm not sure if you heard, but it's your room Viper broke into. Don't you want to see if anything's missing?"
"The only thing Viper would want is me," With those haunting words she hung up.
* * *
"Let him through before I leave," Nancy stated menacingly.
"I really don't think that's wise miss," a squeamish bellhop said. "Mr. Woolwich said that while he was making a phone call I was to let no one into the room,"
"Mr. Woolwich and I are good friends," Joe interjected. "He already told me I could check the room out,"
"I don't think I should let you in until Mr. Woolwich gets back here," the bellhop hesitated.
"Excuse us for just one second," Nancy pulled Joe away from the bellhop. "Look, I'll distract him, and you sneak in OK?"
"Why don't we just wait for Woolwich to clear us?" Joe asked.
"Because A) I don't want to deal with Woolwich and B) Frank is waiting for me downstairs and a girl should never keep a guy waiting,"
"OK. Whatever. Just get to work distracting him I guess,"
"I'll give you the thumbs up when to go," Nancy said before walking back to the bellhop. "Are you sure you can't just let him in?"
"I'm sorry, but I'll lose my job,"
Nancy put a small seductive smile on his face. "It'll be our little secret,"
"I really can't,"
She put the stone cold face and voice back on. "Listen kid. Let him in, or I'll be forced to do something I'd rather not do,"
"What's. that?" the boy's voice squeaked.
"This,"
Nancy pulled him out of the doorway and forced him up against the wall, holing him in lip lock. She gave Joe a thumbs up and continued kissing the boy until she heard the door close again.
As she pushed away she turned around and began walking leaving the boy in utter confusion.
* * *
"What took you so long?" Frank asked as he and Nancy exited the hotel.
"I had to distract this bellhop so Joe could get into my room because Woolwich wasn't' there,"
"How are you feeling?"
"Like crap. You?"
"I'm fine.," Frank paused. "What did you need to tell me?"
"I didn't tell you everything this morning when I told you about Viper,"
"You mean she's worse than you made her out to be?" Frank raised an eyebrow.
"Yep," Nancy nodded. "I'm going to be very forthcoming about this," she warned. "The first day I was with Viper both her henchmen raped me and they took turns every day afterwards,"
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked gently.
"Numerous reasons," Nancy sighed. " I was scared, upset, ashamed, worried, you get the idea,"
"Joe knows, doesn't? He was trying to get you to tell me this morning,"
"Yeah. I told him last night when he told you he was wide awake. Somehow, he knew I needed to talk,"
"Joe's good at that," Frank paused. "There's something else isn't there?" his voice sounded as if to say "please say no"
"Don't sound so worried. It's not nearly as bad as the last thing I told you. Well in my opinion it's pretty damn close since I still don't want to talk about it with you for a ton of the same reasons I didn't want to tell you about the rapes, but being locked in a hospital room with that nut job excuse for a doctor, Fommenshein, made me realize that I can't keep everything from someone that I love so much, especially when I very well could die very soon, because Viper is an insane genius and found away to escape prison, a maximum security at that, so if anything were to happen, the people I love were to know the truth, not some half-truth or convincing lie that I tend to tell people when I don't want to talk about my life which seems to be a lot these days because of the mess I created with Ned by saying no to his proposal, and coming here by myself when he didn't want me to, which didn't turn out that well on my part, and I'm really mad that he was right, and when you add the nightmares coming back, and all these mixed emotions about you rushing through me , and all this caffeine that I have in my system because I had a coffee binge to avoid the nightmares has to crash the party that's celebrating the Grand Opening of the Emotional Wreck Roller Coaster that decided now would be a good time to start running, which really surprises me because I normally have such a high tolerance for caffeine and am very emotionally stable, much like a very large stone wall, and I'm finding it very scary that that very large stone wall is crumbling when it normally stands stronger than steel, and right now there's a motorcycle headed straight for you,"
How's that for a good rant? By the way, that's meant to be said in three breaths, i.e. really quickly.
Please Read, Review, and Forgive my slowness.