A/N: It's short. I'm sorry. I will update more later or tomorrow. Also I let the reader decide what happened to the dog. E & C were gone all day, so... Anyways, I listened to some complaints, and things changed a bit. Thanks for reviews. Love you. Muah!
Erik's breath shot out as he fell to his knees. At first glance, she hadn't appeared to be breathing, but on closer inspection, her pulse was sluggish, but still there.
"Oh God." Christine knelt beside him. Gently, Erik pulled the big dog out of the cold hallway. He handed Christine the phone, and jotted down a number.
"The vet…don't take no for an answer." He pleaded. She nodded and he walked toward his bedroom. A moment later, she heard water running. When Erik came back in his arm was full of towels, and he was talking on his cell phone. He washed the blood away with the care that a mother would give her newborn.
"He'll be here as soon as possible." Christine knelt to help him. She retrieved a blanket when the dog began shivering. Fresh blood appeared on her leg. It was broken; he could see that.
Soon the veterinarian arrived, and took over. Moments later, the police arrived too. The two officers went through some questions with Erik, and took the brick in a plastic baggie. Erik made mention of the events of the previous months. The brake cutting, the fire, and now this; even that odd little note from so many months ago. Then Christine mentioned her little note. Erik stared at her in confusion.
"I didn't think it was important…well…until now." Christine half listened to the rest of the conversation, and watched the doctor splinting the dog's leg. He cleaned and treated a few other lacerations she had as well. Pulling the dog on to his makeshift stretcher, the doctor signaled her over.
"She's lost a lot of blood, and I'll need to check for internal injuries, so I'll have to take her to my office." Christine nodded and ran her fingers over the dog's head. Lucy's eye slid open for a second, but then shut again.
"Will she be okay?" The dog was cool to her touch.
"Assuming she has nothing internal, she'll be fine." Christine gave him a small smile and helped him pick Lucy up.
"I'll do that; you stay and talk with the officers." Erik pressed a kiss to her forehead and walked out the door. She told the policemen about her letter, and the brake incident. As she tried to recall the exact words used in the note, Erik walked back in.
The officers started questioning Erik about the events of that evening while she thought on it. Something clicked in her brain. The words she'd just recited for the cops sounded vaguely familiar. She furrowed her brow in thought.
Realization dawned on her. Ryan had said almost the same thing to her.
"Ryan. Ryan Changy." Christine whispered breathlessly.
Erik cocked an eyebrow at her. "What?"
"Ryan…that night," she slid her glance to the police, "that night, he said the same things that were in the note I got." She wouldn't have thought him capable, but…he seemed a bit unbalanced that night.
"Well Miss that's a bit of a stretch, but we'll look into it," said the taller of the two.
"See that you do." This from Erik.
"Yes sir. We will." By the time the officers left it was well into the morning. Lucy's vet called with good news. She'd be fine the doctor assured them. Still he was keeping her for observation for a few days. With that, Erik felt relief flood him. Aside from the fact that someone had tried to kill his dog.
Having not slept much the night before, he took Christine back to bed, making sure the door was lock of course. The duct tape over the hole in the window would have to suffice for now.