Part Three

"Come on Doc. That's it wake up. I want you to be awake for this." Mr. Banks shook Dave's shoulders making him groan in pain.

"What....what do you want? Mr. Banks please the drugs cabinet is open take what you want and go...." Dave tailed off as he realised he couldn't move, struggling he felt the restraints dig into his wrists. He was bent over the bed, his arms above his head he could feel the blood running down the back of his head making a path down his back.

"Please Dave call me Billy I want you to feel comfortable around me. You'll enjoy this more if were friends."

"I'd be more comfortable if I wasn't tied up...Billy please you definitely have my attention now."

"It's a shame it took this much for you to notice me. I noticed you straight away, when I was waiting I saw you and thought 'I hope he's my doctor' and you were but you could really do with improving your bedside manner. Leaving a patient alone for hours isn't what I call 'personal care' is it."

"No. No Billy it isn't I sorry how about I fix you up now." Dave was desperately pulling at the restraints - he knew how they unbuckled from taking them off patients but it was impossible when you were in them. 'Duh Dave that's the point of restraints' Dave chastised himself for being so stupid but the fear of what was about to happen had taken over him.

Billy walked round to the foot of the bed and sat down facing Dave the menacing smile made Dave's whole body shudder he just prayed that someone would come in before anything happened.

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"Alright Mrs. Jones I'm going to give you something for the pain and then Abby here will stitch you arm right up."

"Thank you very much Dr. Carter."

Carter signed off the chart and replaced at the end of the bed reaching into his pocket for his keys he remembered Dave borrowing them an hour or more before.

"Damn," Carter muttered "Abby have you seen Malucci he still has my set of keys."

"Dave, I saw him about an hour ago he went to get Valium for the lady in exam one."

"Yeah I know he came after he left her to get the keys from me. Haven't you seen him since then?"

"Come to think of it I haven't. Maybe he's on a break or something, try exam one first though Carter."

"Thanks I will." Carter left quickly making his way toward exam one, popping his head round the door he called "Hey Malucci you said I'd get my keys back..." he was halted abruptly by sight of an irate patient.

"Umm sorry I was looking for my colleague Dr. Malucci I was told he was in here."

"Yes he was but he sauntered off an hour and half ago and hasn't returned. I'm in pain here and no one has been to see if I am alright."

"I do apologise but Dr. Malucci appears to have pulled a Houdini on all of us." Carter retreated to safety before the woman had a chance to continue her tirade of abuse.

'Maybe he is on a break' Carter mused to himself 'I'll give the drugs lock up a try before I ask around the last thing he needs is Weaver on his back for disappearing.' Carter smirked as he pushed open the swing doors but was shocked at the sight before him – Dave's back was to him and a man perched precariously on the edge of the bed gently stroking Dave's blood stained head.

"What the....?" Carter said alerting Billy to his presence.

"Shit... get out Doc...get out now or I'll cut you friend to shreds." Billy pulled the scalpel from his pocket and pointed it at Dave's throat.

Carter saw the fear in Dave's eyes but slowly made his way back through the door not wanting to antagonise the man who had Dave hostage.

Dave saw Carter leave panic rose within him 'Where is he going? He has to help me. Please, please Carter help me'.

"CARTER HELP ME!" Was all Dave could scream before the door swung on its hinges for the final time.