The Darkest Hours
Chapter Four
Note: This chapter is rated R, because of adult themes, violence, and other things…you are forewarned.
Madison Price looked in the mirror, her long brown hair curled around her shoulders. She ran her fingers over her throat, tracing the jagged scar that would forever linger there. She picked up her choker and covered it up forcing the memories of that night from her mind. She hated that she could not be who she really was, she felt tears gather in her eyes and quickly dabbed them away. She closed her eyes and remember the night one month ago that almost made her stay.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" he asked, she laughed as he turned away again. She walked over to the tub and stepped in, and closed the curtain.
"Yes, I'm sure, all I want you to do is hold me. I'm scared Norville, the guy who hurt me is still out there and could kill me at any moment. Have you thought of that? I only want to feel safe, and I know I'll be safe in your arms." she whispered.
"I know. I'm scared too, I nearly lost you once and I'm not willing to lose you ever again. Now close your eyes or something so I can get in." he said, with a light laugh. Velma chuckled and covered her eyes, when she heard him step in and sit down she removed her hands. He pulled her to him and she rested her head on his chest, sighed she murmured 'Thank You' and closed her eyes. He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes as well.
She heard a faint knock on her bedroom door and knew it was Detective Brad Nelson, she called to him and he opened the door. He immediately saw that she was upset, and ran his fingers down her face.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I hate this, I can't be how I am, and I have to hide! I miss them so much!" she sobbed; he cradled her chin in his fingers and wiped away her tears.
"I know you do, but if we catch this guy, you can go and spend the rest of your life with Shag. Now come on Velms, you have to go to work." Brad said, softly. She nodded and grabbed her purse and followed him out to their car. He drove her to the library where she worked, they both thought it be best for her because she'd be near the gang and in a safe environment. Because the gang no longer had Velma, they visited the library much more often then they did when she there. She didn't mind or blame them of course, but she had a feeling that Daphne knew she wasn't Madison Price, but actually Velma Dinkley. She smiled, then put on her nametag and went to put back the checked out books. She heard the familiar walking pattern of Norville "Shaggy" Rodgers and smiled as he appeared at her side.
"Um, Madison, could you, like, help me with something?" he asked, she noted how tired he looked and felt so guilty. She nodded, and touched his hand.
"What do you need help with?" she asked, batting her eyes, something she never would have done normally since she wasn't herself, she had always wanted to do that.
"Books on serial killers and, like, police reports. Did you see the news about crime solver Velma Dinkley?" he asked, she felt the urge to giggle but didn't, she nodded. She saw him get teary eyed and felt so bad, she wanted to yell that it was her and he didn't have to be sad any more and finally be together with him.
"Well, I wanted to see if the man who attacked her has a pattern in his ways, to see if I can connect him to unsolved crimes so this won't happen to anyone else." Shaggy said, softly, lost in thoughts about his beloved Velma. She smiled, at him, catching his eye.
"Of course I'll help you, I'll help you any time you need it." She promised. Shaggy gave her a weary smile, and nodded his head.
"Like, thank you." He said, she smiled again, and they sat down at a table. She began to research the attacks; the attack made on her and learned from the Police Files that her attack wasn't the only one. It was the 8th one, everyone taken were women, each in their 20's and when they were found, shocked her to the core. They had been sadistically tortured, violently rape, and had their lips had been sown shut. Velma shuddered to herself and Shaggy had noticed.
"Are you, like, ok, Madison?" he asked, she shook her head 'no' and told him what she found, then she looked at a picture and they both immediately looked away. The woman's body was bare; spikes were jabbed into her chest, stomach and sides. The woman was soaked in her own blood, her lips were sown together and bloody at each needle point and her chest cavity was open and empty of all organs. Velma clicked off and felt like crying, she silently prayed that the man who was trying to kill her never found her. Shaggy placed a hand on her shoulder, rubbing his hand back and forth.
"Hey, do you want to go out later tonight?" he asked, she smiled, and nodded happily.
"I'd like that, where do you want to meet?" she asked, Shaggy smiled.
"When do you get off?" he asked, Velma couldn't think for a moment, her mind was spinning.
"Madison?" he asked, and then she snapped back to reality.
"Uh, I get off at nine." She said, after a moment of thought, a smile creeping back onto her lips.
"I'll pick you up here at nine, then." Shaggy said, smiling shyly, he went to the desk and checked out, smiling at her once more. Velma felt the urge to let out a scream a joy, adrenaline and the feeling of giddiness sang blissfully in her veins. She looked at her watched and couldn't wait until she got off her shift.
9 PM
Velma had changed into a low cut dress that she would never dare to wear if she wasn't undercover and wore light makeup, feeling more joy then she ever had in her whole life. She checked the mirror once more as the door opened and Brad walked in, a blonde woman on his arm. Velma immediately knew who she was, and shock ran through her veins.
"Suggie!?" Velma asked, the woman smiled, Maggie "Suggie" Rodgers laughed softly, and had already known that it was Velma.
"Hey Velma, you look great!" the two shared a quick hug.
"How did you know?" Velma asked, surprise in her eyes.
"I'm Brad's partner, Detective Rodgers, I just got back from vacation and I was put on this case to help you." Maggie explained, Velma hugged her again, relived.
" You have no idea how happy I am that I can talk to a friend who knows I'm Velma not Madison." Maggie smiled again at Velma, and then they heard a knock on the door. She went and got it, coming face-to-face with her older brother.
"Mags? What are you doing here?" he asked, stepping in.
"Visiting an old friend." Maggie said, she turned, noticing that Velma and Brad were standing close behind her.
"Where've you been hiding her?" Shaggy asked, knowing she was talking about Velma.
"Right in front of your eyes." Maggie stated, then took Brads hand, and they left.
"Hi, Madison, you look…" Shaggy paused and stared at her with a long that Velma had been longing for every time she had tried to be sexy. "Great" he said, she muttered a thank you and they went outside. She locked the door and headed towards the Mystery Machine, where Fred and Daphne were sitting, Freddy had taken his normal position of driving while Daphne sat at his side.
"Guys, this is Madison, Madison this is Daphne and Freddy." Shaggy said, Velma smirked, as Fred's jaw dropped as she climbed in, they all muttered hello's and went to a club.
Hours later
Velma couldn't believe the fun she had been having, she never had fun like this in her life and this was the only thing she was thankful being undercover for. She and Shaggy had danced together all night, slow, fast and dirty (freaky dancing). Now 'mouth' by Bush came on and he pulled her close again.
"I know your secret." He whispered into her ear.
"What's that?" she asked, distracted by how close their bodies were, closing her eyes she placed her head on his shoulder.
"You'll see. I'm tired, do you want to come to my house and relax?" he asked, changing the subject and she moved away looking into his eyes.
"Sure." She said, and took his hand; he then led her outside and down the street. She instantly shuddered when they passed the place where she had been attack. Shaggy tightened his grip on her and led her into the apartment complex. They went up the apartment they once shared and he closed and locked the door behind him.
"Wow." She whispered, the place hadn't changed; everything was the same as it had been. He smiled and leaned down kissing her hard on the lips, she kissed him back, groaning as he pulled her closer to him. They continued heatedly like this until they stumbled into his room. They landed on his bed, she was pinned under him and he was on top of her, then to her horror he reached down and ripped off her choker, then he laughed.
"I knew it was you Velma!" he laughed, climbing off of her.
"And you baited me like that to find out!?" she spat heatedly, angry that Shaggy was still laughing.
"Who said baited, do you think I screw women I don't know on the first day out?" he asked, the laughter hadn't died in his eyes and it melted her heart.
"I know you better than that." She said, he smiled.
"Damn straight you do, I knew it was you, and that's the only reason why I did that, I wanted to get you alone, to talk among other things." He said, Velma saw a blush creep onto his face and she laughed. Leaning over she kissed him once more.
"I'd like to do other things right now." She whispered, he stared at her tenderly for a few minutes and then pulled her close again. (This part is graphic in adult content, you are warned!) Gently running his fingers through her long mane of hair they kissed again. She gasped as he gently ran his tongue over her scar across her throat, and raked her nails up his back. She then pulled up his shirt and threw it some where in the room, she didn't care, neither did he. He began to undress her first gently taking off the dress, then taking in the sight of her. She blushed deeply and responded by taking off his pants, she smiled coyly at him and allowed him to continue with undressing her. With shaking hands he began to remove her bra and tossed it with the rest of their clothes. His hands skimmed down the sides of her body, stopping at her hips and removing her panties and tossing them as well. He laid her back, and simply stared at her for a few minutes; before kissing her so tenderly that she felt like she was going to cry. She hadn't felt anything like this in her whole life, such passion, such desire, and such tenderness. She closed her eyes lost in the desire of the moment and when she opened her eyes again Shaggy had finished undressing and was staring down at her, uncertainty and desire in his eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asked, she reached up and touched his face.
"Norville, I haven't been sure of anything like this in my whole life." She whispered, and she leaned over to her nightstand and grabbed a condom. She handed it to him and he stared down at her, there was a hint of betrayal in his eyes.
"I trust you with all my heart, but if I get pregnant the man who hurt me will kill our child and I will not let that happen." Velma explained, Shaggy smiled and put it on. Then climbed on top of her, he slowly entered her, not wanting to hurt her in anyway. Velma groaned slowly the soft cry was music to his ears, she couldn't handle herself any longer and slammed her hips to his. A dull twinge of pain washed over her, he ran his hand down her face, scared that she was in lingering pain.
"Are you alright?" he asked, she nodded and smiled, tears escaped her eyes, lost in the rapture of their first time. Their pace quickened then slowed, then she cried out his name as her climax washed over her, then she heard her name being whispered hoarsely in her ear as Shaggy climaxed as well. He rolled them over, so she could lay on his chest, she felt his hands entangle themselves into her hair as he sighed contently.
"I love you Velma." He whispered, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes.
"I love you too, Norville, I always have, and I always will." She whispered, sleepily. Soon she slept and he did too.
Hours later Daphne and Freddie unlocked the door and walked in curious to where Shaggy had gone. When Daphne peeked her head into his room she nearly attacked him when she saw Madison sprawled across his chest then immediately knew who she really was. Daphne stared down at the sleeping girl, she saw a little bit of a jagged scar across her throat and Daphne sniffled. She shoved Fred out of the room and into the living room, Fred held her close as she began to cry.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking down at her, she raised her head to him.
"Its Velma." She sobbed softly, confusion crossed across Freddie's face.
"It can't be." He said, Daphne struggled out of his arms.
"It is! I've shared a room with her for as long as I can remember, and she only sleeps a certain way, and I know that its that way, though normally its not on top of Shaggy but it is. Plus anyways I saw the scar across her throat." Daphne said, shuddering at the memory of how Velma got the scar to begin with. Freddie then smiled and they locked the door as they left Shaggy's apartment, waiting for the morning when they could reunite with Velma, officially.
The Next Morning
Freddie and Daphne knocked on Shaggy's door, waiting for them to open it. Once it was open they burst inside, beaming at Madison who sat at the table, drinking coffee and eating breakfast that Shaggy made for her and Scooby who was sitting next to her, eating everything in sight. The two smiled and sat next to Velma, staring at her with wide grins on their faces. She looked to their, confusion in her eyes and on her face.
"Yes?" she asked, Daphne grinned and moved closer.
"Morning Velma!" she said, throwing her arms around her long time friend. Velma smiled and hugged her back, now not caring if they knew it was her. Letting go of Daphne she nodded to Freddie then hugged him, when she let go she stood up and kissed Shaggy as she left the room, then returned the choker in her hand. She then threw it away and turned to them, they a laughed and applauded happy to be together as Mystery Inc once more.
Chapter Four
Note: This chapter is rated R, because of adult themes, violence, and other things…you are forewarned.
Madison Price looked in the mirror, her long brown hair curled around her shoulders. She ran her fingers over her throat, tracing the jagged scar that would forever linger there. She picked up her choker and covered it up forcing the memories of that night from her mind. She hated that she could not be who she really was, she felt tears gather in her eyes and quickly dabbed them away. She closed her eyes and remember the night one month ago that almost made her stay.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" he asked, she laughed as he turned away again. She walked over to the tub and stepped in, and closed the curtain.
"Yes, I'm sure, all I want you to do is hold me. I'm scared Norville, the guy who hurt me is still out there and could kill me at any moment. Have you thought of that? I only want to feel safe, and I know I'll be safe in your arms." she whispered.
"I know. I'm scared too, I nearly lost you once and I'm not willing to lose you ever again. Now close your eyes or something so I can get in." he said, with a light laugh. Velma chuckled and covered her eyes, when she heard him step in and sit down she removed her hands. He pulled her to him and she rested her head on his chest, sighed she murmured 'Thank You' and closed her eyes. He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes as well.
She heard a faint knock on her bedroom door and knew it was Detective Brad Nelson, she called to him and he opened the door. He immediately saw that she was upset, and ran his fingers down her face.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I hate this, I can't be how I am, and I have to hide! I miss them so much!" she sobbed; he cradled her chin in his fingers and wiped away her tears.
"I know you do, but if we catch this guy, you can go and spend the rest of your life with Shag. Now come on Velms, you have to go to work." Brad said, softly. She nodded and grabbed her purse and followed him out to their car. He drove her to the library where she worked, they both thought it be best for her because she'd be near the gang and in a safe environment. Because the gang no longer had Velma, they visited the library much more often then they did when she there. She didn't mind or blame them of course, but she had a feeling that Daphne knew she wasn't Madison Price, but actually Velma Dinkley. She smiled, then put on her nametag and went to put back the checked out books. She heard the familiar walking pattern of Norville "Shaggy" Rodgers and smiled as he appeared at her side.
"Um, Madison, could you, like, help me with something?" he asked, she noted how tired he looked and felt so guilty. She nodded, and touched his hand.
"What do you need help with?" she asked, batting her eyes, something she never would have done normally since she wasn't herself, she had always wanted to do that.
"Books on serial killers and, like, police reports. Did you see the news about crime solver Velma Dinkley?" he asked, she felt the urge to giggle but didn't, she nodded. She saw him get teary eyed and felt so bad, she wanted to yell that it was her and he didn't have to be sad any more and finally be together with him.
"Well, I wanted to see if the man who attacked her has a pattern in his ways, to see if I can connect him to unsolved crimes so this won't happen to anyone else." Shaggy said, softly, lost in thoughts about his beloved Velma. She smiled, at him, catching his eye.
"Of course I'll help you, I'll help you any time you need it." She promised. Shaggy gave her a weary smile, and nodded his head.
"Like, thank you." He said, she smiled again, and they sat down at a table. She began to research the attacks; the attack made on her and learned from the Police Files that her attack wasn't the only one. It was the 8th one, everyone taken were women, each in their 20's and when they were found, shocked her to the core. They had been sadistically tortured, violently rape, and had their lips had been sown shut. Velma shuddered to herself and Shaggy had noticed.
"Are you, like, ok, Madison?" he asked, she shook her head 'no' and told him what she found, then she looked at a picture and they both immediately looked away. The woman's body was bare; spikes were jabbed into her chest, stomach and sides. The woman was soaked in her own blood, her lips were sown together and bloody at each needle point and her chest cavity was open and empty of all organs. Velma clicked off and felt like crying, she silently prayed that the man who was trying to kill her never found her. Shaggy placed a hand on her shoulder, rubbing his hand back and forth.
"Hey, do you want to go out later tonight?" he asked, she smiled, and nodded happily.
"I'd like that, where do you want to meet?" she asked, Shaggy smiled.
"When do you get off?" he asked, Velma couldn't think for a moment, her mind was spinning.
"Madison?" he asked, and then she snapped back to reality.
"Uh, I get off at nine." She said, after a moment of thought, a smile creeping back onto her lips.
"I'll pick you up here at nine, then." Shaggy said, smiling shyly, he went to the desk and checked out, smiling at her once more. Velma felt the urge to let out a scream a joy, adrenaline and the feeling of giddiness sang blissfully in her veins. She looked at her watched and couldn't wait until she got off her shift.
9 PM
Velma had changed into a low cut dress that she would never dare to wear if she wasn't undercover and wore light makeup, feeling more joy then she ever had in her whole life. She checked the mirror once more as the door opened and Brad walked in, a blonde woman on his arm. Velma immediately knew who she was, and shock ran through her veins.
"Suggie!?" Velma asked, the woman smiled, Maggie "Suggie" Rodgers laughed softly, and had already known that it was Velma.
"Hey Velma, you look great!" the two shared a quick hug.
"How did you know?" Velma asked, surprise in her eyes.
"I'm Brad's partner, Detective Rodgers, I just got back from vacation and I was put on this case to help you." Maggie explained, Velma hugged her again, relived.
" You have no idea how happy I am that I can talk to a friend who knows I'm Velma not Madison." Maggie smiled again at Velma, and then they heard a knock on the door. She went and got it, coming face-to-face with her older brother.
"Mags? What are you doing here?" he asked, stepping in.
"Visiting an old friend." Maggie said, she turned, noticing that Velma and Brad were standing close behind her.
"Where've you been hiding her?" Shaggy asked, knowing she was talking about Velma.
"Right in front of your eyes." Maggie stated, then took Brads hand, and they left.
"Hi, Madison, you look…" Shaggy paused and stared at her with a long that Velma had been longing for every time she had tried to be sexy. "Great" he said, she muttered a thank you and they went outside. She locked the door and headed towards the Mystery Machine, where Fred and Daphne were sitting, Freddy had taken his normal position of driving while Daphne sat at his side.
"Guys, this is Madison, Madison this is Daphne and Freddy." Shaggy said, Velma smirked, as Fred's jaw dropped as she climbed in, they all muttered hello's and went to a club.
Hours later
Velma couldn't believe the fun she had been having, she never had fun like this in her life and this was the only thing she was thankful being undercover for. She and Shaggy had danced together all night, slow, fast and dirty (freaky dancing). Now 'mouth' by Bush came on and he pulled her close again.
"I know your secret." He whispered into her ear.
"What's that?" she asked, distracted by how close their bodies were, closing her eyes she placed her head on his shoulder.
"You'll see. I'm tired, do you want to come to my house and relax?" he asked, changing the subject and she moved away looking into his eyes.
"Sure." She said, and took his hand; he then led her outside and down the street. She instantly shuddered when they passed the place where she had been attack. Shaggy tightened his grip on her and led her into the apartment complex. They went up the apartment they once shared and he closed and locked the door behind him.
"Wow." She whispered, the place hadn't changed; everything was the same as it had been. He smiled and leaned down kissing her hard on the lips, she kissed him back, groaning as he pulled her closer to him. They continued heatedly like this until they stumbled into his room. They landed on his bed, she was pinned under him and he was on top of her, then to her horror he reached down and ripped off her choker, then he laughed.
"I knew it was you Velma!" he laughed, climbing off of her.
"And you baited me like that to find out!?" she spat heatedly, angry that Shaggy was still laughing.
"Who said baited, do you think I screw women I don't know on the first day out?" he asked, the laughter hadn't died in his eyes and it melted her heart.
"I know you better than that." She said, he smiled.
"Damn straight you do, I knew it was you, and that's the only reason why I did that, I wanted to get you alone, to talk among other things." He said, Velma saw a blush creep onto his face and she laughed. Leaning over she kissed him once more.
"I'd like to do other things right now." She whispered, he stared at her tenderly for a few minutes and then pulled her close again. (This part is graphic in adult content, you are warned!) Gently running his fingers through her long mane of hair they kissed again. She gasped as he gently ran his tongue over her scar across her throat, and raked her nails up his back. She then pulled up his shirt and threw it some where in the room, she didn't care, neither did he. He began to undress her first gently taking off the dress, then taking in the sight of her. She blushed deeply and responded by taking off his pants, she smiled coyly at him and allowed him to continue with undressing her. With shaking hands he began to remove her bra and tossed it with the rest of their clothes. His hands skimmed down the sides of her body, stopping at her hips and removing her panties and tossing them as well. He laid her back, and simply stared at her for a few minutes; before kissing her so tenderly that she felt like she was going to cry. She hadn't felt anything like this in her whole life, such passion, such desire, and such tenderness. She closed her eyes lost in the desire of the moment and when she opened her eyes again Shaggy had finished undressing and was staring down at her, uncertainty and desire in his eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asked, she reached up and touched his face.
"Norville, I haven't been sure of anything like this in my whole life." She whispered, and she leaned over to her nightstand and grabbed a condom. She handed it to him and he stared down at her, there was a hint of betrayal in his eyes.
"I trust you with all my heart, but if I get pregnant the man who hurt me will kill our child and I will not let that happen." Velma explained, Shaggy smiled and put it on. Then climbed on top of her, he slowly entered her, not wanting to hurt her in anyway. Velma groaned slowly the soft cry was music to his ears, she couldn't handle herself any longer and slammed her hips to his. A dull twinge of pain washed over her, he ran his hand down her face, scared that she was in lingering pain.
"Are you alright?" he asked, she nodded and smiled, tears escaped her eyes, lost in the rapture of their first time. Their pace quickened then slowed, then she cried out his name as her climax washed over her, then she heard her name being whispered hoarsely in her ear as Shaggy climaxed as well. He rolled them over, so she could lay on his chest, she felt his hands entangle themselves into her hair as he sighed contently.
"I love you Velma." He whispered, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes.
"I love you too, Norville, I always have, and I always will." She whispered, sleepily. Soon she slept and he did too.
Hours later Daphne and Freddie unlocked the door and walked in curious to where Shaggy had gone. When Daphne peeked her head into his room she nearly attacked him when she saw Madison sprawled across his chest then immediately knew who she really was. Daphne stared down at the sleeping girl, she saw a little bit of a jagged scar across her throat and Daphne sniffled. She shoved Fred out of the room and into the living room, Fred held her close as she began to cry.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking down at her, she raised her head to him.
"Its Velma." She sobbed softly, confusion crossed across Freddie's face.
"It can't be." He said, Daphne struggled out of his arms.
"It is! I've shared a room with her for as long as I can remember, and she only sleeps a certain way, and I know that its that way, though normally its not on top of Shaggy but it is. Plus anyways I saw the scar across her throat." Daphne said, shuddering at the memory of how Velma got the scar to begin with. Freddie then smiled and they locked the door as they left Shaggy's apartment, waiting for the morning when they could reunite with Velma, officially.
The Next Morning
Freddie and Daphne knocked on Shaggy's door, waiting for them to open it. Once it was open they burst inside, beaming at Madison who sat at the table, drinking coffee and eating breakfast that Shaggy made for her and Scooby who was sitting next to her, eating everything in sight. The two smiled and sat next to Velma, staring at her with wide grins on their faces. She looked to their, confusion in her eyes and on her face.
"Yes?" she asked, Daphne grinned and moved closer.
"Morning Velma!" she said, throwing her arms around her long time friend. Velma smiled and hugged her back, now not caring if they knew it was her. Letting go of Daphne she nodded to Freddie then hugged him, when she let go she stood up and kissed Shaggy as she left the room, then returned the choker in her hand. She then threw it away and turned to them, they a laughed and applauded happy to be together as Mystery Inc once more.