Chapter Four
Last night was overwhelming. The fact that I am alive is a miracle.I woke up this morning and all I did was stare out the window, sun shining not a cloud in the sky, something I never thought i'd see again. I had to see a Doctor today, make sure everything is alright. Surprisingly he says I am doing great not a thing wrong with my body he even gives me the okay to leave here later today. Not that I would tell anybody but emotionally I am a disaster. I mean come on I tried to kill myself I was content and now i'm alive. I have to meet with Sam Roberts now to discuss what is going to happen. I walk up to his desk as he's typing away at his computer
CRUZ: So you want to talk?
SAM: Have a seat. How are you feeling?
CRUZ: How am I supposed to feel?
SAM: Obviously you don't like small talk so i'll get right to the point, I just want to know what went on inside so I can add it to the report
CRUZ: Went inside to talk, got nowhere, pulled pins on grenades, end of story
SAM: That took a lot of courage
CRUZ: I guess
SAM: There's no more to the story?
Well if that is it as simple as that I guess we have nothing futher to discuss
CRUZ: Nothing further to discuss? How about telling me why you kept me alive and didn't tell anyone? Huh Chico?
SAM: Maritza, you saved numerous lives. You are a top Sargent, Great record, Why wouldn't we keep you alive?
CRUZ: I don't know. You make me sound like some saviour. If I was such a great person why didn't you tell anyone?
SAM: We thought it to be best if people thought you were dead until we knew what was going to be happening with you. Besides what you think about yourself everyone at the NYPD thinks of you as a hero
Now why don't you go pack your bags so we can get you on your way?
CRUZ: Where am I going to go?
SAM: We kept your apartment for you- your belongings are in storage, so we'll have to get those out
CRUZ: I'll go pack
As I walk away from his office I don't know what to think. Back to my Apartment. I wonder what has gone on in the world in the past two years. I wonder how the 55 is. Where is Bosco? Even Monroe. I can't believe she stayed in the building with me. I find a big duffel bag in the closet and quickly shove the clothes that are there in them. I want to get out of here NOW.