Hey guys! How are ya all? Sorry but its only a short chapter, i'm blaming it on the stupid stronger painkillers that send me to sleep everytime i take em! But i'm sure most of you are gonna be liking this chapter! Anyway thanks once again for all of the reviews, ya know i love getting them! And as my boredom is growing by the minute feel free to e-mail or message me-all i do is sit on a sofa all day so i'll definately reply! Ok enough of my rambling-on with the story! X

Chapter 41

"Nice to see you again Miss Cross" Detective Woodworth said as he entered the hospital waiting room.

John who was once again pacing the room turned and glared at the detective.

"Hi" Becki replied

"I just need to ask you a few questions"

Becki was sat in a wheelchair that was positioned in the corner of the room, she watched John storm over as the detective sat down in front of her.

"why does she need to answer anymore questions?" John snapped

"It's ok John" Becki reached for his hand in an attempt to calm him down.

The detective ignored John completely which infuriated him more, he took Becki's hand and stood scowling.

"Do you know the names of anyone that could be working for Mr Tyrell?"

As John snorted in the background Becki replied "No, I have no idea who works for him"

"Do you know how many people work for him?"

"She just told you she has no idea who works for him so how is she gonna know how many people work for him?" John muttered

Detective Woodworth sighed, John had been nothing but hostile towards him since he had been assigned to this case. He didn't really blame him for being protective of his girlfriend but it was getting tiresome having to deal with him snapping at the drop of a hat.

"Could you give us a moment alone please"

"No!" John replied sitting down beside Becki's wheelchair, he knew the detective hadn't meant it as a question but he didn't care.

Becki glanced at John, she wasn't quite sure whether she wanted to laugh at John or tell him it was ok for him to leave. She settled on answering the detective.

"I don't know how many people work for him, sorry"

Detective Woodworth nodded "Thank you for your time"

He gave John a stern look before leaving the room.

"Thank you for your time" John mimicked him before flipping off the closing door.

Becki laughed at Johns antics "I don't like him either but he's only doing his job ya know?"

"Don't care, hate him" John pouted

Becki smiled "You look cute when you pout"

John adopted a stern manly look "Now what have I said about calling me cute?"

Becki just laughed as Joanne walked in. Reality came rushing back to John and Bex then, both of them had being trying to distract themselves from what was going on.

"How is he?" Bex asked the second Jo was in the room.

Joanne ran a hand over her face and sighed "He'll be fine thank god, has a big bump on his head! They want him to stay here for a few more hours just to make sure he's okay, then he can go home"

"Is he gonna go home?" John asked

"Dunno, I'll ask him when they let us see him"

It was at that moment that Jeff came bounding into the waiting room, Jo had called him to tell him what had happened but before he could see Matt he had to take Madison back to her parents.

"How is he?"

"He's fine, he has concussion and they want to keep him here for a few more hours"

"Okay! Are you alright Bex?" he asked turning to Becki.

Becki was touched, it was because of her that Matt was in the hospital yet here was his brother checking on her.

"I'm fine" she replied as Jeff sat down across from her.

"Is it ok with you if I go for a walk?" John whispered in Becki's ear

"You ok?"

"Yeah just need to let off some steam"

"Okay" John leant over and kissed her softly before leaving the room.

John was stood in a corridor waiting for his opportunity. It took a while but finally the cops guarding the room left and John took his chance.

Dean smirked when he saw who his visitor was.

"Decided to visit me again? I'm honoured!"

John didn't reply, he walked over to the bed and placed his hand on Deans broken leg. Dean frowned as John grinned down at him.

"I'm gonna say this once! Tell whoever it is that trashed Bex house to back off!"

"Why should I do that?" Dean glanced warily at Johns hand on his injured leg.

"Because" Dean yelped as John leant on his leg "I can inflict just as much pain, if not more on you as you did to Becki"

Dean couldn't reply, the pain in his leg was excruciating as John leant most of his weight onto it.

"Is this what you did to Mel in the hospital? Were you trying to break it again? Cos I can break yours again right now!" John sneered as he put even more pressure onto his leg.

"Ok" Dean gasped

"Ok what?" John asked as he eased the pressure up a little.

"I'll call them off" he had no intention of calling them off but he'd say anything to get John off his leg.

"Somehow I don't believe you, so I'll give you a little warning"

The two cops returned to their posts after their break, but they soon realised they were gonna be in big trouble. One of them was supposed to stay at the door at all times but seeing as the prisoner couldn't walk they didn't think it would matter.

As they approached the door all they could hear was screaming, running into the room they discovered Dean hanging off his bed screaming in agony holding his leg, the cast covering his injured limb was cracked open.

"He broke my leg!" Dean yelled

One cop looked around the room as the other ran out and down the hallway but there was no-one to be found!