Plunging into Darkness

Chapter Three: Mistakes

Eames got out of her car and made a quick glance behind her. Bobby had sounded so strange on the phone. Just checking in on him wouldn't hurt, right? She cleared her mind of doubts and walked upstairs to Goren's floor. Hopefully, she wouldn't regret her initiative.

Goren let out a slight moan. Nicole and he had just finished another round of love making. It was one of those bittersweet deals, he knew in his heart that he truly did not love her and she him, but he was comforted by her touch. It soothed all the old wounds he held deep within. Even though he had not revealed what they specifically were, it seemed like she knew exactly how he felt, their relationship was definitely simpatico that way. Nicole tilted her head back as she straddled him. She smiled evilly, but Goren wasn't scared of her anymore.

But something wasn't exactly right at that moment. He felt a little dizzy, a little sick to the stomach. He didn't think it was what he ate last night or his overbearing conscience. Something felt off. Maybe he had been drugged…by Nicole? But why? Goren frowned as his world swirled around him. Oh no, he thought, I might have just made a mistake…Looking at Nicole for some inkling as to what was happening to him, he was dismayed as she leaned close to whisper in his ear, "Oh Bobby, you have been a very bad boy. Now Mummy will have to punish you by taking something away." Goren wondered what she meant by that. Did she mean his sense of right and wrong? Or his life? By then, it was starting to become hazy. He then thought he heard his apartment door open.

Eames frowned as she opened Goren's door with her key. All was quiet and eerily still. That was definitely the first sign of something wrong. Come on Bobby, you should be up and about by now. What's going on with you? Eames then heard a moan and a person whispering. She couldn't make it out, but she guessed that there were two people in the bedroom. Slipping her gun out of its holster, she slowly made her way to the bedroom door. Taking a deep breath, she readied herself and burst into room.

Eames gasped as she saw Goren on the bed, naked, asleep. Nicole Wallace was also naked straddling him, watching him sleep. She had a sly smile on her face and Goren's service weapon in her hand. Eames took a stance, "Nicole Wallace, you're under arrest!"

Nicole turned her head and laughed. "Oh Detective Eames. How rude of you to barge in while Bobby and me were just having a bit of fun!"

Eames wasn't having any of it. "I don't believe you were just "having a bit of fun". What did you do to Goren?"

Nicole shook her head. "I liberated his soul. He was trapped in a life that he didn't need to be living."

Eames motioned with her gun. "Move to the side, away from him." Nicole didn't budge. She just glanced back at Goren. "I mean NOW, Nicole. This is the end of your games."

Nicole slowly complied. "What games, Detective? Bobby came to me, begging for some sex. He was very hot when I--"

Eames screamed. "Shut the hell up! I don't believe you!" Her eyes started to tear. She's lying…isn't she? Bobby would never cross that line. Never.

Nicole saw her chance. She proceeded to charge at Eames. Both women fell to the floor and wrestled for control of the situation.

Goren blinked. His eyes were hazy and his mind was still spinning. Glancing to his left, he saw Eames lying on the floor, not moving. He wanted to call out to her, ask her what was going on, but he couldn't get his words out. Then he saw Nicole Wallace come from the side and drag her out of the room. Then it all went black again.

Nicole finished duct taping Eames's hands and feet together and then threw her body into the backseat of Goren's car. She knew that this was probably going to be the last showdown. This was the coup de grace in plans, that would drive Goren into a pit of despair, deeper than any he had ever been in before. He would not be able to get himself out this time, now that his precious partner was out of the picture. She wondered how it would be inside his mind, as all his grips on reality slipped away. Slipping nicely into the driver's seat, she sighed. Madness could make a man bleed.

About forty eight hours later, Goren's eyes slowly open as he heard the sound of his phone ringing. He wasn't sure of the last things he remembered. Was it a dream? Goren rubbed his eyes and picked up the receiver. "Goren."

"Did you just get up?" It was Deakins, probably calling to check up on his feelings.

"Yes, sir. I…I'm not sure what happened and--"

"Gore, Eames was kidnapped by Nicole Wallace two days ago. Wallace wrote us a ransom note. I think you need to come in to read it."

Goren thanked him and hung up. It wasn't a dream. It really wasn't a dream. Eames was in trouble and I didn't even try to help her. It's all my fault. Why did I trust Nicole? I should have seen through it…all along I played the games…Goren changed quickly and made his way out the door. He stood outside and frowned at his empty space. Nicole had stolen his car too.

To Be Continued…