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Rating: PG-13, for language and violence.
A/N: Please review, don't be harsh, and those who review, I'll list a thank you at the end of the story for your effort. )
(The Hospital)
Gunter slowly approached the hospital as he looked around at his surroundings, as it was starting to get dark outside. When he entered the main room he realized that it was empty, except for a nurse at the front desk. Her nose was as usual, in a book, as she didn't notice the man who was standing before her. With his finger he lightly rolled her pencil onto the floor, as she bent to pick it up he used his fist to nock her unconscious onto the floor. Gunter then hurriedly searched the rooms, as finally he stormed into Marguerite's.
Roxton came to the front of the hospital with a pleasant grin on his face, as he held a bouquet of closed red roses in hand. He wanted to surprise her, since today it was time for her to finally come home, to their home.
Gunter stepped next to Marguerite's bed seeing that she was asleep, as he noticed the room smelled of perfume and coffee. Gunter took out his gun but hesitated ash he put it back since, there was another way, a less messy way. "Ah, Mrs. Krux your death will be my happiness." He whispered eerily into Marguerite ear, as she started to wake, while her eyes were partially open. "Roxton I'm sleeping." She mumbled. When her eyes finally cleared from drowsiness, she then saw the man beside her was not Roxton. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?" She demanded trying to sit up, but was still unable without assistance.
"Just getting my revenge." Gunter replied causally
"Revenge? Revenge for what?" She asked as uneasiness overcame her.
"You killed my brother and so shall you die."
"What brother, what are you talking about?" She demanded.
"How could you have forgotten? Remember on the damned plateau?" He yelled as anger was starting to overwhelm him.
"Ah yes that bastard." Margurite hissed through her teeth.
"Enough questions, you must die." Gunter flung himself towards Marguerite, wrapping his rough hands around her thin neck.
Roxton then entered the hospital, and as he walked up to the front desk, he dropped the flowers he had brought, when he caught a glance of the unconscious nurse. Fear ran down his spine, as he checked the nurse's pulse, and sighed with relief, as she just unconscious. Then suddenly he leapt to his feet, as he heard Marguerite's cry.
Gunter was straggling her as she fought him, only being able to embed her nails into his skin, while trying to gasp for air. Then suddenly Roxton charged into the room, seeing Gunter strangling Marguerite, Roxton then bawled his hand into a fist and punched Gunter in the nose, slamming him into the wall. Gunter had let go of Marguerite's throat as he was thrown back holding his bleeding nose. Marguerite held her throat, trying to catch her breath, coughing and gagging as an affect. Gunter then charged Roxton punching in the chest, as Roxton staggered back from having the wind knocked out of him, his rage grew as with adrenalin he punched Gunter directly in the head, knocking him out cold. Finally Gunter's limp body slumped forward, onto the cold floor as Roxton regaining his composure, walked to Marguerite grabbing her hand.
"Marguerite are you okay?" He asked sincerely
"Well for a person who has gotten strangled and shot in the same week yah." She said hoarsely, as Roxton rubbed her back, while she coughed some more. They held each other, as they kissed, then Marguerite kissed his forehead sighing with relief.
Suddenly the cops followed by Malone, Veronica and Challenger entered the hospital, as the three helped the unconscious nurse, the police entered Marguerites room. Seeing the distraught couple, and the slumped body of Gunter, two of the policemen grabbed Gunter's arms as they dragged him out of the room. Finally Veronica, Challenger, and Malone entered the room.
"Are you guys all right," Veronica asked worriedly.
" Thanks to Roxton we are." Marguerite said, rubbing her bruised throat while holding onto Roxton's arm.
To be continued… don't forget to review, Next chapter the conclusion, wheee )