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Fitz loved how everything was going. In fact, it was going better than even he had expected. He had already killed one of them, and now he had Nancy involved. This was going to be better than killing her right away. He would watch her suffer. He would watch her try to beat him at his own game.
But now he was getting restless. He needed to kill again. He smiled to himself. The experts were right. Once you kill, you crave more. And he had a real bad craving right now.
He opened his dresser drawer and took a picture that was lying on the top. The woman in the picture smiled up at him. Sure, it was an old picture, but it's all that he had with him. It was Kristin Seidel; the one girl that actually, truly liked him. Until she found out what he was doing. Then, she thought him a monster. He ran his finger across her face.God, she was beautiful. This time would be different. He wouldn't hide his true face from her. He would let her see his face as he killed her.
He at least owed her that.
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Frank slowly hung up the phone. When he turned to face Nancy and Joe, they were staring up at him.
"Well?" Nancy asked. "What did they say? Is he there?"
Frank shook his head. He hated to tell her this. "Dr. Graham said that Mike Fitzgerald was released from the institution two years ago." "What!?" Nancy asked, shocked. She felt as if someone had just punched her in the stomach. "He has not been in the Schnieder Institution for the past two years." Frank said again.
Nancy jumped up from her seat. "I know what you said, Frank." She snapped. She then softened. "I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't mean to snap at you."
"It's okay, Nancy." Frank said.
She began to pace the room. "I just don't understand. This means that I'm right. Fitz is the one behind this."
"Not necessarily." Joe said.
"Joe's right, Nancy. He was released two years ago. Why would he wait two years to start killing and come after you?" Frank asked.
Nancy put her hands to her head. She sighed in frustration. "I don't know." she answered. "I can't answer that."
"It doesn't make sense, Nancy." Joe said.
"I know it doesn't make sense! Nothing that is happening makes any sense! All I know is that Rosie was murdered and "Cupid" signs off on it. A lunatic who used the name "Cupid" tried to kill me before. What's to stop him from trying to finish the job? I have a wedding in a few weeks and I can't concentrate on it because I have a killer wanting to play games with me." Nancy collapsed on the sofa.
Frank walked to the sofa and sat down beside her. He pulled her into a hug. She clutched onto him tightly and sobbed. "Hey, it's okay." Frank said softly. He stroked her hair.
"You have to check it out, Frank. You have to be sure." Nancy whispered.
"I will." Frank said. He continued to hold onto her and glanced at Joe. Joe just shook his head sadly.
We have to catch this guy, Frank thought to himself.
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"How is she?" Joe asked quietly as Frank came out of his and Nancy's room an hour later.
"She's calmed down a bit. She finally went to sleep." Frank said, heading into the kitchen. He grabbed two sodas from the refridgerator and tossed one to Joe.
"This is really freaking her out." Joe said. "You've got to something, Frank. I've never seen her like this."
"I know." Frank said running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I'm going to call the station so they can get started on this. Maybe they can find something out for us."
"Good idea." Joe said. "The sooner we get started, maybe the sooner we can catch this guy."
Frank looked at his bedroom door. "And the sooner I can keep him from driving her insane."
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Anger was etched all over his face. She couldn't stop him. He had to show them all. He had to kill her. He shoved her against the filing cabinet and pulled a switchblade out of his pocket. He held it to her throat.
"The police know you're Cupid." she said.
"Don't lie to me! You're the only one who knows." He said coldly. He pressed the knife harder against her throat.
"That's why you have to die." He said chillingly.
Nancy awoke with a start and sat up. She was breathing hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt Frank sit up beside her.
"Hey." he said softly. "You okay?"
Nancy pushed her hair out of her face. "Yeah. It was just a nightmare."
"What about?" Frank asked, rubbing her back.
"I really don't want to talk about it, Frank. I'm sorry." Nancy said, her eyes darting all over the moonlit room.
"Okay. No problem." Frank said. Nancy could hear the hurt in his voice.
She pushed the covers off. "I need to get some water."
Frank watched her as she went into the bathroom and closed the door. He saw her shaking the whole way. He knew what she had dreamed about, but he didn't want to push her.
Cupid.
Frank couldn't wait until he got his hands on Cupid.
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Nancy hated not telling Frank. She saw that she was hurting him by not letting him in.
She turned on the water and grabbed a paper cup. She filled it up and took one long sip from it. She threw the cup away and cupped her hands under the running faucet. She splashed her face and looked up in the mirror.
Don't let him do this to you, she told herself. You're letting him be in control. You're letting him win.
Nancy turned off the faucet and dried off her hands. She turned off the bathroom light and cimbed back into bed. She glanced over at Frank and saw that he was asleep again.
She just hoped to God that she could go back to sleep.
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Nancy awoke the next morning to her phone ringing. She looked at the clock and saw that it was eight o'clock.
"Hello?" Nancy said groggily.
"Hey, Nancy!" Bess's cheerful voice said. "Did I wake you?"
Nancy smiled. "Yeah. But it's okay. I needed to get up anyway."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Bess said.
"Don't be." Nancy sat up and put her feet over the bed. She grabbed her robe and put it on. "Wait a minute. What are you doing up so early? I didn't think you even knew what eight o'clock in the morning was."
"Funny." Bess said. "Doug and I are heading to the city today. I thought you might be interested in grabbing lunch with us."
Nancy walked into the kitchen and turned the coffee pot on. She sat down at the bar and smiled. Bess and Doug had been going out for six months now. This was her first real relationship, and Nancy was thrilled for her.
"Sounds great. What time did you want to meet?" Nancy asked.
"How about around eleven? At your office?" Bess asked.
"I'll be there. Oh, by the way, you should know that Joe's in town." Nancy said.
"Really?" Bess asked, interested.
"Yep. He can hang around Frank today while we're at lunch." Nancy said.
"I might just have to stop by and give him a hard time." Bess said.
"I'm sure he'll look forward to it." Nancy said.
"Well, I have to finish getting ready. I'll see you later." Bess aid.
"Hey, Bess?" Nancy said before Bess could hang up.
"Yeah?" Bess asked.
"Be careful." Nancy said.
"Sure." Bess said, oddly.
Nancy hung up and heard footsteps approaching. Frank had woken up. He walked over to her and gave her a kiss. "Good morning." He said.
"Good morning. Did I wake you?" Nancy asked.
"No. I was about to get up anyway." Frank said as he walked over to the cupboard. He grabbed two coffee mugs and poured them each a cup of coffee."That was Bess." Nancy said. "I'm meeting her and Doug for lunch today."
"Where at?" Frank asked.
"They'll meet me at my office and we'll go from there." Nancy said as Frank brought her her coffee and sat down beside her.
"Just be careful, Nan." Frank said.
"I will." Nancy said.
"Did you tell her that Joe was in town?" Frank asked.
Nancy nodded. "She said she'd be sure to stop by and give him a hard time."
Frank smiled. "We better batten down the hatches then."
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"I still don't see why I couldn't take my car." Nancy complained to Frank and hour later.
"Because I'm not going to let you drive around Chicago all alone while Cupid is still out there." Frank explained, glancing at her.
"Okay, but let me say right now, that I am capable of taking care of myself." Nancy said.
"And we hear you loud and clear, Nancy. But you're still stuck with us." Joe piped up from the backseat.
Nancy rolled her eyes. "If he's going to get me, then it will take more than the two of you to stop him."
"That's very true. But he sure would have to try hard to do it." Frank said.
He pulled up to the offices and escorted her into the lobby. Nancy signed in and then they went up to her office. "And why are you following me in here?" Nancy asked.
"Just making sure you're safe." Joe said. He and Frank did a sweep of the office.
"I want Joe to stay here with you today." Frank said to Nancy.
Nancy shook her head vehemently. "No. I won't have someone following me around all day. No offense, Joe."
Joe held up his hands. "Hey, none taken."
"Nancy, don't fight me on this." Frank said.
"I"m not fighting, Frank, because we're not doing it." Nancy said. Her desk phone rang.
Nancy picked up the receiver. "Hello?" "Am I interrupting, Nancy?" a male voice asked.
"Who is this?" Nancy asked.
"You don't remember me?" he asked.
"If I did, then I wouldn't be asking." Nancy said, annoyed.
"Did you get my flowers?" he asked.
Nancy gasped. She quickly recovered. "The picture was a nice touch." Nancy said sarcastically.
"I thought you would like it." he said.
"What do you want?" Nancy asked.
"I want you to find her before I do." Fitz said "Who?" Nancy asked, fearfully.
"Kristin." Fitz said. "You have until ten tonight."
He laughed as he hung up the phone.
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A/N: I'm sorry that it took me a while to get the next chapter up, but I had a serious case of the the brain farts. I couldn't think of ANYTHING! I hope that you enjoy this chapter, and please review!
Fitz loved how everything was going. In fact, it was going better than even he had expected. He had already killed one of them, and now he had Nancy involved. This was going to be better than killing her right away. He would watch her suffer. He would watch her try to beat him at his own game.
But now he was getting restless. He needed to kill again. He smiled to himself. The experts were right. Once you kill, you crave more. And he had a real bad craving right now.
He opened his dresser drawer and took a picture that was lying on the top. The woman in the picture smiled up at him. Sure, it was an old picture, but it's all that he had with him. It was Kristin Seidel; the one girl that actually, truly liked him. Until she found out what he was doing. Then, she thought him a monster. He ran his finger across her face.God, she was beautiful. This time would be different. He wouldn't hide his true face from her. He would let her see his face as he killed her.
He at least owed her that.
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Frank slowly hung up the phone. When he turned to face Nancy and Joe, they were staring up at him.
"Well?" Nancy asked. "What did they say? Is he there?"
Frank shook his head. He hated to tell her this. "Dr. Graham said that Mike Fitzgerald was released from the institution two years ago." "What!?" Nancy asked, shocked. She felt as if someone had just punched her in the stomach. "He has not been in the Schnieder Institution for the past two years." Frank said again.
Nancy jumped up from her seat. "I know what you said, Frank." She snapped. She then softened. "I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't mean to snap at you."
"It's okay, Nancy." Frank said.
She began to pace the room. "I just don't understand. This means that I'm right. Fitz is the one behind this."
"Not necessarily." Joe said.
"Joe's right, Nancy. He was released two years ago. Why would he wait two years to start killing and come after you?" Frank asked.
Nancy put her hands to her head. She sighed in frustration. "I don't know." she answered. "I can't answer that."
"It doesn't make sense, Nancy." Joe said.
"I know it doesn't make sense! Nothing that is happening makes any sense! All I know is that Rosie was murdered and "Cupid" signs off on it. A lunatic who used the name "Cupid" tried to kill me before. What's to stop him from trying to finish the job? I have a wedding in a few weeks and I can't concentrate on it because I have a killer wanting to play games with me." Nancy collapsed on the sofa.
Frank walked to the sofa and sat down beside her. He pulled her into a hug. She clutched onto him tightly and sobbed. "Hey, it's okay." Frank said softly. He stroked her hair.
"You have to check it out, Frank. You have to be sure." Nancy whispered.
"I will." Frank said. He continued to hold onto her and glanced at Joe. Joe just shook his head sadly.
We have to catch this guy, Frank thought to himself.
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"How is she?" Joe asked quietly as Frank came out of his and Nancy's room an hour later.
"She's calmed down a bit. She finally went to sleep." Frank said, heading into the kitchen. He grabbed two sodas from the refridgerator and tossed one to Joe.
"This is really freaking her out." Joe said. "You've got to something, Frank. I've never seen her like this."
"I know." Frank said running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I'm going to call the station so they can get started on this. Maybe they can find something out for us."
"Good idea." Joe said. "The sooner we get started, maybe the sooner we can catch this guy."
Frank looked at his bedroom door. "And the sooner I can keep him from driving her insane."
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Anger was etched all over his face. She couldn't stop him. He had to show them all. He had to kill her. He shoved her against the filing cabinet and pulled a switchblade out of his pocket. He held it to her throat.
"The police know you're Cupid." she said.
"Don't lie to me! You're the only one who knows." He said coldly. He pressed the knife harder against her throat.
"That's why you have to die." He said chillingly.
Nancy awoke with a start and sat up. She was breathing hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt Frank sit up beside her.
"Hey." he said softly. "You okay?"
Nancy pushed her hair out of her face. "Yeah. It was just a nightmare."
"What about?" Frank asked, rubbing her back.
"I really don't want to talk about it, Frank. I'm sorry." Nancy said, her eyes darting all over the moonlit room.
"Okay. No problem." Frank said. Nancy could hear the hurt in his voice.
She pushed the covers off. "I need to get some water."
Frank watched her as she went into the bathroom and closed the door. He saw her shaking the whole way. He knew what she had dreamed about, but he didn't want to push her.
Cupid.
Frank couldn't wait until he got his hands on Cupid.
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Nancy hated not telling Frank. She saw that she was hurting him by not letting him in.
She turned on the water and grabbed a paper cup. She filled it up and took one long sip from it. She threw the cup away and cupped her hands under the running faucet. She splashed her face and looked up in the mirror.
Don't let him do this to you, she told herself. You're letting him be in control. You're letting him win.
Nancy turned off the faucet and dried off her hands. She turned off the bathroom light and cimbed back into bed. She glanced over at Frank and saw that he was asleep again.
She just hoped to God that she could go back to sleep.
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Nancy awoke the next morning to her phone ringing. She looked at the clock and saw that it was eight o'clock.
"Hello?" Nancy said groggily.
"Hey, Nancy!" Bess's cheerful voice said. "Did I wake you?"
Nancy smiled. "Yeah. But it's okay. I needed to get up anyway."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Bess said.
"Don't be." Nancy sat up and put her feet over the bed. She grabbed her robe and put it on. "Wait a minute. What are you doing up so early? I didn't think you even knew what eight o'clock in the morning was."
"Funny." Bess said. "Doug and I are heading to the city today. I thought you might be interested in grabbing lunch with us."
Nancy walked into the kitchen and turned the coffee pot on. She sat down at the bar and smiled. Bess and Doug had been going out for six months now. This was her first real relationship, and Nancy was thrilled for her.
"Sounds great. What time did you want to meet?" Nancy asked.
"How about around eleven? At your office?" Bess asked.
"I'll be there. Oh, by the way, you should know that Joe's in town." Nancy said.
"Really?" Bess asked, interested.
"Yep. He can hang around Frank today while we're at lunch." Nancy said.
"I might just have to stop by and give him a hard time." Bess said.
"I'm sure he'll look forward to it." Nancy said.
"Well, I have to finish getting ready. I'll see you later." Bess aid.
"Hey, Bess?" Nancy said before Bess could hang up.
"Yeah?" Bess asked.
"Be careful." Nancy said.
"Sure." Bess said, oddly.
Nancy hung up and heard footsteps approaching. Frank had woken up. He walked over to her and gave her a kiss. "Good morning." He said.
"Good morning. Did I wake you?" Nancy asked.
"No. I was about to get up anyway." Frank said as he walked over to the cupboard. He grabbed two coffee mugs and poured them each a cup of coffee."That was Bess." Nancy said. "I'm meeting her and Doug for lunch today."
"Where at?" Frank asked.
"They'll meet me at my office and we'll go from there." Nancy said as Frank brought her her coffee and sat down beside her.
"Just be careful, Nan." Frank said.
"I will." Nancy said.
"Did you tell her that Joe was in town?" Frank asked.
Nancy nodded. "She said she'd be sure to stop by and give him a hard time."
Frank smiled. "We better batten down the hatches then."
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"I still don't see why I couldn't take my car." Nancy complained to Frank and hour later.
"Because I'm not going to let you drive around Chicago all alone while Cupid is still out there." Frank explained, glancing at her.
"Okay, but let me say right now, that I am capable of taking care of myself." Nancy said.
"And we hear you loud and clear, Nancy. But you're still stuck with us." Joe piped up from the backseat.
Nancy rolled her eyes. "If he's going to get me, then it will take more than the two of you to stop him."
"That's very true. But he sure would have to try hard to do it." Frank said.
He pulled up to the offices and escorted her into the lobby. Nancy signed in and then they went up to her office. "And why are you following me in here?" Nancy asked.
"Just making sure you're safe." Joe said. He and Frank did a sweep of the office.
"I want Joe to stay here with you today." Frank said to Nancy.
Nancy shook her head vehemently. "No. I won't have someone following me around all day. No offense, Joe."
Joe held up his hands. "Hey, none taken."
"Nancy, don't fight me on this." Frank said.
"I"m not fighting, Frank, because we're not doing it." Nancy said. Her desk phone rang.
Nancy picked up the receiver. "Hello?" "Am I interrupting, Nancy?" a male voice asked.
"Who is this?" Nancy asked.
"You don't remember me?" he asked.
"If I did, then I wouldn't be asking." Nancy said, annoyed.
"Did you get my flowers?" he asked.
Nancy gasped. She quickly recovered. "The picture was a nice touch." Nancy said sarcastically.
"I thought you would like it." he said.
"What do you want?" Nancy asked.
"I want you to find her before I do." Fitz said "Who?" Nancy asked, fearfully.
"Kristin." Fitz said. "You have until ten tonight."
He laughed as he hung up the phone.
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A/N: I'm sorry that it took me a while to get the next chapter up, but I had a serious case of the the brain farts. I couldn't think of ANYTHING! I hope that you enjoy this chapter, and please review!