Assignment: Joey Potter

Chapter 36

Pacey rushed into the house with as much speed at he could muster. The door didn't bust open right away but after a hard hit it opened. He raced up the stairs and found Breath with a knife to Joey's throat. Joey was only in her underwear. What had Breath done to her? Then he noticed the knife again

He gulped. He was in for it now. It was a dreaded situation in the police force. Pacey had a gun drawn and the criminal had a knife pressured on Joey's neck.

"Drop the Knife." Pacey shouted at Breath in the standard police routine

"Step any closer and your little girlfriend will die." Breath returned

"Listen to me Breath. Drop The Knife." Pacey watched in horror as Breath moved the knife closer to Joey and touched the blade to her skin.

"Now Mr. Witter. I would drop the gun if I were you." Pacey didn't bulge.

Joey was frightened to death. She tried to fidget a bit but Breath put the knife closer to her. David in a brief move reached for the gun on the table. He let Joey's throat loose for a brief sec.

Pacey saw this opportunity. He pulled the trigger on the gun. He aimed for Breath's knee. It was a safe place for the bullet. It meant he couldn't walk and would be in a lot of pain.

His aim succeeded.

"You freakin' bastard" Breath shouted as the bullet shot through his knee. He reached the gun but as Joey didn't have the knife on her, she pulled the gun away from Breath. But Breath had already pulled the trigger. The bullet went sailing into Pacey's arm.

"Pacey!" Joey screamed as she heard the gun go off. Joey momentarily forgot about Breath as she looked at Pacey, wanting to help him.

Breath just had his luck. He took the gun and pointed it at Joey then Pacey.

"Now. In the corner!" He shouted. Joey scrambled out of bed and over to Pacey who was holding his blood soaked arm.

"Pacey! Here let me help you."

"No Jo. I'm fine. In the corner." Pacey walked with Joey into the corner still with the gun pointed at them.

"Are you okay?" Pacey asked quietly. He didn't care about his arm. He only wanted to know that she was fine.

"It doesn't matter."

"yes it does." Breath interrupted her answer.

"I'm going to kill you both!" He yelled out of pain and anger.

Now they were both in the hands of a murderer and he was bitchin' angry.

Another bullet shot into the air. But this time it was fatal. Where was their fate now?

To be continued......