Comfort (Part 7)
Jack, Samantha, Danny and Vivian stood outside the door of a dilapidated building. They thought this was where their suspect, John Petri, was hiding out with a five year old girl who had gone missing two days ago. No one answered the door, so they went in one by one with their guns drawn.
They found John passed out on the couch with beer cans scattered around him. Jack shook him until he woke up then arrested him. The rest of the team went off in search of the girl. Danny found what looked like a closet with three locks on it.
"Hey guys, I think I found something!" he called. Sam and Vivian came over to him.
"Ashley?" called Vivian. She put her ear to the door and listened.
She heard a faint voice answer "Hello?"
"That's her." Vivian said. Danny left to find something to break the locks with. "Ashley, just stay calm. We'll get you out of there soon. Are you the only one in there?"
"No, there's a man in here too." she said. "I think he's asleep."
"Can you wake him up?" asked Sam.
"I'll try." she said doubtfully. They waited. "Ewww! His heads all sticky!"
Sam and Vivian traded worried glances. "Try shaking him" suggested Vivian.
A moment later they heard a male voice mutter, "Quit it."
"He's awake now," announced Ashley.
"Sir, can you tell us your name?" asked Vivian.
"Vivian? Is that you?" mumbled the man.
"Martin?!" exclaimed Sam and Vivian. Just then Danny showed up. He quickly pried the locks off and opened the door. Ashley quickly ran out and into Vivian's arms.
In the far corner of the closet sat Martin, blinking his eyes in the sudden brightness. He was leaning against the wall with his knees drawn up to his chest. He had a nasty looking gash on his forehead and blood had dripped down his face.
"Oh God Martin! Are you okay?!" exclaimed Sam.
"Yeah, I'm fine," mumbled Martin. He slowly got to his feet. He swayed slightly, but Sam and Danny grabbed hold of his arms.
"Come on. Let's get you to a hospital," said Danny.
"I'm fine!" protested Martin. "It's just a little cut. Head wounds always bleed a lot."
"No, you're going to get checked out at a hospital," Sam told him. Martin sighed and allowed them to help him out of the house and into the car.
"Sam, sit," said Danny. "You're going to wear a hole in the carpet." Sam had recently taken to pacing up and down the hallway.
"We've been here an hour!" she said with a frustrated sigh.
"Hospitals are always slow. I'm sure he's fine. Now sit." Sam reluctantly sat down next to Danny. Jack and Vivian came in a few minutes later.
"Any news?" asked Jack. Danny shook his head.
"Well," said Vivian, "John admitted to everything. Turns out he noticed you and Martin watching his apartment. He figured it'd be simpler to just take one of you. He gave Martin a nasty knock on the head when he wouldn't cooperate."
Just then, a doctor came over to them. "Are you the ones that came in with Mr. Fitzgerald?" Everyone nodded. "Well, he has a concussion and needed a few stitches for the cut on his head. He should be fine, but someone should stay with him tonight.
"I'll stay with him," volunteered Sam.
The doctor nodded. "He's in room 2. He's free to go, just make sure you sign him out."
Sam nodded, and the doctor left. As Jack and Vivian turned to visit Martin, Danny grinned at Sam. She shook her head. "Shut up," she muttered. Danny's grin just got larger as they followed Jack and Vivian into the room.
Jack, Samantha, Danny and Vivian stood outside the door of a dilapidated building. They thought this was where their suspect, John Petri, was hiding out with a five year old girl who had gone missing two days ago. No one answered the door, so they went in one by one with their guns drawn.
They found John passed out on the couch with beer cans scattered around him. Jack shook him until he woke up then arrested him. The rest of the team went off in search of the girl. Danny found what looked like a closet with three locks on it.
"Hey guys, I think I found something!" he called. Sam and Vivian came over to him.
"Ashley?" called Vivian. She put her ear to the door and listened.
She heard a faint voice answer "Hello?"
"That's her." Vivian said. Danny left to find something to break the locks with. "Ashley, just stay calm. We'll get you out of there soon. Are you the only one in there?"
"No, there's a man in here too." she said. "I think he's asleep."
"Can you wake him up?" asked Sam.
"I'll try." she said doubtfully. They waited. "Ewww! His heads all sticky!"
Sam and Vivian traded worried glances. "Try shaking him" suggested Vivian.
A moment later they heard a male voice mutter, "Quit it."
"He's awake now," announced Ashley.
"Sir, can you tell us your name?" asked Vivian.
"Vivian? Is that you?" mumbled the man.
"Martin?!" exclaimed Sam and Vivian. Just then Danny showed up. He quickly pried the locks off and opened the door. Ashley quickly ran out and into Vivian's arms.
In the far corner of the closet sat Martin, blinking his eyes in the sudden brightness. He was leaning against the wall with his knees drawn up to his chest. He had a nasty looking gash on his forehead and blood had dripped down his face.
"Oh God Martin! Are you okay?!" exclaimed Sam.
"Yeah, I'm fine," mumbled Martin. He slowly got to his feet. He swayed slightly, but Sam and Danny grabbed hold of his arms.
"Come on. Let's get you to a hospital," said Danny.
"I'm fine!" protested Martin. "It's just a little cut. Head wounds always bleed a lot."
"No, you're going to get checked out at a hospital," Sam told him. Martin sighed and allowed them to help him out of the house and into the car.
"Sam, sit," said Danny. "You're going to wear a hole in the carpet." Sam had recently taken to pacing up and down the hallway.
"We've been here an hour!" she said with a frustrated sigh.
"Hospitals are always slow. I'm sure he's fine. Now sit." Sam reluctantly sat down next to Danny. Jack and Vivian came in a few minutes later.
"Any news?" asked Jack. Danny shook his head.
"Well," said Vivian, "John admitted to everything. Turns out he noticed you and Martin watching his apartment. He figured it'd be simpler to just take one of you. He gave Martin a nasty knock on the head when he wouldn't cooperate."
Just then, a doctor came over to them. "Are you the ones that came in with Mr. Fitzgerald?" Everyone nodded. "Well, he has a concussion and needed a few stitches for the cut on his head. He should be fine, but someone should stay with him tonight.
"I'll stay with him," volunteered Sam.
The doctor nodded. "He's in room 2. He's free to go, just make sure you sign him out."
Sam nodded, and the doctor left. As Jack and Vivian turned to visit Martin, Danny grinned at Sam. She shook her head. "Shut up," she muttered. Danny's grin just got larger as they followed Jack and Vivian into the room.