Author's note: sorry for the delay. There was a tiny problem with my computer in that it doesn't work. I'm typing this at the internet cafe. thanks to Anne who reminded me this fic existed. This chappie is dedcicated to you! Tell me If this chapter sounds different to the others - i think my writing style may have changed.
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three days later Matt was coming home from the hospital and to everyone's immense relief, a man fitting Eric's description had been arrested and was awaiting indentification by Nikki or Lita since they had been the ones most centric in his attacks. Needless to say, the atmosphere between the friends was easier and happier than it had been in weeks.
Nikki and Jeff were sitting together in the front of Jeff's car with Matt and Lita in the backseat as they pulled up at Matt's house in Cameron. They had all decided to stay put together for a few days because even though the police had Eric in custody, none of them were quite ready to be all alone soon soon after the incident at the hospital. They all made their way up to the house and let themselves in, Matt with his arm around Lita's shoulders. Jeff left soon after, shyly kissing Nikki Goodbye, to do some grocery shopping, leaving the other three to amuse themselves for a while. "Amusing themselves" turned into Matt and Lita amusing each other and Nikki finally growing tired of hearing them mack on the couch whilst she was trying to watch the television and retreating to the guest bedroom upstairs.
The guest bedroom was basically a room with a bed in it. Four identical white walls save for a door in one and a window in another. The only other feauture of the room was a telephone extension. Nikki had at first thought It semed odd to have a telephone in here when they had nothing else, but musings on bedroom furniture were of little interest to someone who had spent most of last week being plotted against by a crazed psychopath. "In fact", nikki thought. "Even if i'd had the most boring week imaginable i wouldn't be musing over telephone extension placements. The only people who should be doing that are telephone operaters and sad, sad people."
There was nowhere else to go though, except back into loversville downstairs, so Nikki stayed sat on the plain white bed in the plain white room, Bored half to tears.
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"Look mate," Said the first officer. "We've got someone coming into pick you out of a police lineup later, you may as well confess now."
The man stared back at him. "I don't even KNOW anyone called Lita or Nikki." He claimed. "I haven't been near a hospital in months! I'm innocent."
The first officer sighed and looked back at his partner, who shook his head.
"It would be better for yopu if you confessed."
"I haven't done anything - my name's not Eric and i don't chase my ex girlfriends' sisters around hospital ventilation systems!!!" The man cried.
"Suit yourself" monotoned the second officer. he and his partner exited the room. The man glared after them.
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"Ring-ring ring-ring"
The shrill ringing of the telephone extension awoke Nikki from her slight slumber on the guest rom bed. Placing her hands to her temple, she vaguely recalled a dream about being chased. Or chasing someone. . . she couldn't remember which.
"ring-ring"
Nikki pondered for a moment longer until the incessant ringing annoying her so much that she picked up the phone.
"Nikki here."
"ms Couldroy." An official sounding voice responded. "we're ready for the indentification, would you come down to the station please?"
"alright" Nikki answered. At least a trip to the station would be more interesting than sitting around in a big white room.
She ran downstairs, grabbed her coat - went to the living room door to ask for a lift, then upon hearing the voices within changed her mind and decided to walk it.
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Nikki finally arrived at the station twenty minutes later and was told to waiut in the foyer whilst the officers brought out her lineup. Picking up an out of date magazine she emersed herself in the to-ings and fro-ings of half known celebrities and waited.
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A knock on Matt Hardy's door finally broke apart the entangled couple on the couch since one of them had to rouse themselves in order to answer it.
Lita was the one who got up to open the door to the person she assumed was Jeff.
She opened the white painted door with no hesitance, until she came face to face with the person the other side. Then she screamed.
"Hello Lita"
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"Ms Couldroy we're ready for you now." The shout came, just as Nikki had found a vaguely interesting article about A certain stars drink and drugs habits. Sighing, she heaved herself up to pick out Eric from the lienup. In the interview room the officers told her to pick out her attacker and she surveyed the line looking for him. The officer, seeing her hesitation pointed out their suspect.
"That's the man we've been holding."
A chill struck Nikki as she looked at him.
"That's not Eric.
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three days later Matt was coming home from the hospital and to everyone's immense relief, a man fitting Eric's description had been arrested and was awaiting indentification by Nikki or Lita since they had been the ones most centric in his attacks. Needless to say, the atmosphere between the friends was easier and happier than it had been in weeks.
Nikki and Jeff were sitting together in the front of Jeff's car with Matt and Lita in the backseat as they pulled up at Matt's house in Cameron. They had all decided to stay put together for a few days because even though the police had Eric in custody, none of them were quite ready to be all alone soon soon after the incident at the hospital. They all made their way up to the house and let themselves in, Matt with his arm around Lita's shoulders. Jeff left soon after, shyly kissing Nikki Goodbye, to do some grocery shopping, leaving the other three to amuse themselves for a while. "Amusing themselves" turned into Matt and Lita amusing each other and Nikki finally growing tired of hearing them mack on the couch whilst she was trying to watch the television and retreating to the guest bedroom upstairs.
The guest bedroom was basically a room with a bed in it. Four identical white walls save for a door in one and a window in another. The only other feauture of the room was a telephone extension. Nikki had at first thought It semed odd to have a telephone in here when they had nothing else, but musings on bedroom furniture were of little interest to someone who had spent most of last week being plotted against by a crazed psychopath. "In fact", nikki thought. "Even if i'd had the most boring week imaginable i wouldn't be musing over telephone extension placements. The only people who should be doing that are telephone operaters and sad, sad people."
There was nowhere else to go though, except back into loversville downstairs, so Nikki stayed sat on the plain white bed in the plain white room, Bored half to tears.
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"Look mate," Said the first officer. "We've got someone coming into pick you out of a police lineup later, you may as well confess now."
The man stared back at him. "I don't even KNOW anyone called Lita or Nikki." He claimed. "I haven't been near a hospital in months! I'm innocent."
The first officer sighed and looked back at his partner, who shook his head.
"It would be better for yopu if you confessed."
"I haven't done anything - my name's not Eric and i don't chase my ex girlfriends' sisters around hospital ventilation systems!!!" The man cried.
"Suit yourself" monotoned the second officer. he and his partner exited the room. The man glared after them.
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"Ring-ring ring-ring"
The shrill ringing of the telephone extension awoke Nikki from her slight slumber on the guest rom bed. Placing her hands to her temple, she vaguely recalled a dream about being chased. Or chasing someone. . . she couldn't remember which.
"ring-ring"
Nikki pondered for a moment longer until the incessant ringing annoying her so much that she picked up the phone.
"Nikki here."
"ms Couldroy." An official sounding voice responded. "we're ready for the indentification, would you come down to the station please?"
"alright" Nikki answered. At least a trip to the station would be more interesting than sitting around in a big white room.
She ran downstairs, grabbed her coat - went to the living room door to ask for a lift, then upon hearing the voices within changed her mind and decided to walk it.
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Nikki finally arrived at the station twenty minutes later and was told to waiut in the foyer whilst the officers brought out her lineup. Picking up an out of date magazine she emersed herself in the to-ings and fro-ings of half known celebrities and waited.
*************
A knock on Matt Hardy's door finally broke apart the entangled couple on the couch since one of them had to rouse themselves in order to answer it.
Lita was the one who got up to open the door to the person she assumed was Jeff.
She opened the white painted door with no hesitance, until she came face to face with the person the other side. Then she screamed.
"Hello Lita"
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"Ms Couldroy we're ready for you now." The shout came, just as Nikki had found a vaguely interesting article about A certain stars drink and drugs habits. Sighing, she heaved herself up to pick out Eric from the lienup. In the interview room the officers told her to pick out her attacker and she surveyed the line looking for him. The officer, seeing her hesitation pointed out their suspect.
"That's the man we've been holding."
A chill struck Nikki as she looked at him.
"That's not Eric.
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