Disclaimer: I obviously still own none of the characters that I am using.

A/N:  Well, sorry about the lack of updates.  Things are getting hectic towards the end of the school year.  However, I do promise to at least have consistent updates during the summer.  All other things aside, thanks a ton to those who review!!  Be sure to also check out Heaven's a Lie, which is my other WIP right now.  Here's the latest chapter of Someday.

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12:00-1:00PM

12:00 Rebecca stood there and stared blankly at Shawn, who was cradling his dead child in his arms.  Everyone inside the room was shocked at what had just transpired before them.  Chris looked down at his hand, which now had a gaping hole square through the middle of it because of Rebecca.  He was still examining his hand when he heard a voice so low, he almost thought that he was thinking it instead of someone saying it.

"You may get away with this for a while, but let me tell you this: you had better run as far as you can."  Shawn growled.  He lifted his head up to glare at her. "Because I will hunt you down and kill you in cold blood like you just did to Cameron.  And I will do it before this day is over."  Rebecca crouched down next to him.

"I'm shaking in my boots," she whispered sarcastically to him.  Stephanie started to move to hit the "call nurse" button, but Rebecca noticed her doing so and pointed the gun at her.

"Don't even think about hitting that until I am out of here."  She warned.  She turned to Jay, Adam, and Torrie, who were all standing in the doorway.

"Move." She told them.  Jay looked at Shawn.

"Shawn?" he asked him, uncertain.  He would stand up against this woman, if his friend asked him to, but otherwise, he's be more than happy to move out of her way.

"Just move," Shawn said dejectedly.  All three people cleared the way and simply let Rebecca escape, which she gladly did.  Stephanie immediately pushed the call nurse button.

12:03 "We can't just let her get away like that!"  Adam yelled, after they had all entered the room and closed the door.  Stephanie had turned to Chris and was trying to talk to him, but finally discovered that his voice was gone.

"Now what the hell are we going to do?"  Steph asked just as the nurse walked in. 

"What is the matt-" she cut herself off in mid-sentence when she saw Shawn holding Cameron's lifeless body, and Chris' bloody hand.  "Oh my God." She whispered and took off for the nearest doctor that she could find.

"Looks like the biggest part of our day now, is going to be spent in interrogation."  Jay said.  Steph looked at Shawn, who was looking less and less like Shawn as each minute passed by.  When he would look up and sprout occasional glances around the room, his eyes were blank and lifeless, much like the body of his dead son that was in his arms still.

12:07 Goldberg stood by the side of the road, flipping a thumb and trying to get a ride into town.  When he found her……………that bitch……….she was going to die, and there wasn't going to be anything stopping him this time.

A car pulled up on the side of the road, next to him, and the driver rolled down the window.

"Where ya headed?" the driver asked.  Goldberg shrugged.

"Anywhere away from here, maybe into town."  The driver turned away from him, nodding.  Then, in a flash faster than lightning, the driver had pulled a gun, and was pointing it right at his head.

"Get in the car, you stupid bastard."  Goldberg had to fight back shock.

They'd found him already.

And they knew that he had failed.

Goldberg climbed into the car and closed the door, only to be rewarded with the gun of the driver being driven into his temple.

"Now, you listen to me and you listen good.  I am tired of dealing with stupid, puny assholes like you who think that they rule the world and can fuck up anytime that they like." The driver paused for a moment. "Let me remind you of something.  I am the one calling all of the shots around here.  Me.  Do you understand?"  Goldberg nodded and fought back an urge to puke.

"Good.  Now, here is another thing that you need to know.  I hired you to kill Chris Irvine, kidnap Stephanie, or burn down the house while they were both inside, any of those ways would've worked for me.  However, the news reporters kindly inform me that you have failed on all three of those jobs."  The driver said.  "Do you know what I do with failures on my team?"  he asked.

Goldberg shook his head no, and felt like he was about to piss his pants.  The driver of the car leaned in very close to Goldberg and began to whisper to him.

"I eliminate the problem.  And you, my fine idiot, are a problem that is very expendable." He informed Goldberg.  Then he leaned back and Goldberg felt a wire tightening around his neck, choking him, until he couldn't breathe.  Goldberg squirmed and thrashed around, but it was to no avail.  He died within a few minutes.  The driver of the car smiled pleasantly, and turned to the person in the back seat.

"That went quite well, wouldn't you say?"  Randy Orton asked.  The other person nodded.

"It went extremely well.  Now, let's get this piece of trash out of my seat."

"Works for me."  Randy said.

12:21 There were at least ten to fifteen people now piled in Chris' hospital room.  His hand as being bandaged up as the others were being interrogated.  Shawn was sitting in a chair next to Chris' bed, staring off into space.  Chris had only seen him like this at one other time, and that was when he had found out that Hunter had been the one to beat the shit out of him in the parking lot.  Chris personally cared nothing for the look.  It scared him.  But of course, he was also extremely pissed at Rebecca for what she had done to Shawn, not just now, but in the past as well.  Stephanie and Torrie were consoling each other and Adam was being questioned, while Jay simply stood around.  Chris poked Shawn to get his attention.

"What?" Shawn asked dismally.

Chris raised his hands slightly, and was about to say something, when he remembered that he couldn't say anything.  Apparently, Shawn realized this as well, and remembered why he had come to Connecticut in the first place.

It was to be there for Chris.

Shawn thought about yelling and screaming at Chris, until he was blue in the face or passed out, but he knew that neither was going to help him or Cameron at this point.  Besides, he knew that Chris was trying to be supportive.  And beyond that, it was not Chris who had brought Cameron to the hospital-it was Torrie, after he had specifically told her that he wanted him to stay with her.  But he couldn't go around blaming other people for what had happened to Cameron, because the one person he could blame wasn't even the ones he wanted to yell at.  He had a serious problem on his hands.

And, the problem was on his end.  His emotions were so out of whack that he still couldn't believe that his son had been killed.  He imagined that parents of kids who have been in car crashes often feel the same way.  They have seen the evidence, seen their child's guts splattered to hell all over the road or a tree, but they still refuse to believe that it is their child's guts.  Shawn looked at Chris, who was staring back at him with a quizzical look on his face.

"I'll be okay." He said, but his voice sounded false to even his own ears.  He wanted to find out who was behind the murder attempt on Chris, and his son's death at the hands of his own wife, only intensified the need to find out who was doing this.

Shawn had a bad feeling that the same person who had thought up this whole day had been the same person who had let Rebecca out of the institution.

And that simple hunch, or perhaps it was a fact, just pissed him off beyond belief.

12:51 "Well, we have finished with our questioning here.  We would like it if you all would stay put here in the hospital where you'll be safe, but you are not being held here at all, so feel free to leave if you like." The main officer told all six of them.  The rest of the officers slowly filed out of the room, as they all began to crowd around the bed.

"I think that our worst move right now would be to stay here.  Whoever planned this all out, has to know by now that Chris is here, and if he-or she, didn't know that already, they will soon with Cameron's death."  Adam said. Steph nodded.

"We need to get him out of here without any of the hospital staff-"

"Or police officers," Torrie chimed in.

"-noticing." Stephanie said.  Everyone nodded in agreement.  "Shawn, are you up to this?"  Shawn nodded.  He felt a little sick, but he knew that if he didn't do something today, he was going to sit around thinking about Cameron until he went crazy.

"All right.  We need to get out of here before something else happens, so let's get moving."

12:53 Shawn walked through the hospital, pushing Chris in a wheelchair, while Stephanie walked beside him, clinging onto his arm, pretending to be in love with him, while Chris tried to act like he was…….well……a little wonky.  Jay and Torrie distracted the receptionist as Steph and Shawn walked by, and Adam was supposed to be trying to bring the car around to the front.  The plan miraculously went off without a hitch, except for one small detail.

Adam wasn't there with the car.

He still wasn't there by the time that Jay and Torrie came out, either.  Shawn began to get concerned.  He was about to say something, when he saw Adam jogging up to them.

12:59 "What the hell is taking so long?"  Jay asked.  Adam looked at all of them.  He motioned for them to follow him, which they all did.  They came to the car, only to see that the tires were slashed.

"What do you call this?" Jay asked.

1:00 "Something else." Steph said.