A/N: This chapter is a lot shorter then the others. Sorry. I have had writers block when it comes to this story and I just wanted to get something out. You will be happy to know I am giving you a break from the cliffy's. Maybe next time. :) (Next Chapter I am finally taking Alan OUT of the hospital. :) That dosent mean there won't be any Alan Owies, but I think I have done everything I needed to do in this hospital. :)) Also you will notice that I am trying to bring in Alan's brothers. Will see what happens. In other news I have the out line for my next TB fic done. It has nothing to do with this one, and I think will end up novel length, with parts and chapters.

Chapter Five: The Nurse With Many Names

Alan was wide awake now, even with the tranquilizer in his system, and not just a little scared. The nurse of his current nightmares stood over him and he was now completely at her mercy. He could barely move his extremities. There was a tube down his throat breathing for him, wires monitoring his bodily functions, tubes running in and out.

The nurse with the name tag naming her Apple, hung tightly to her uniform. The tight bun of gray hair was clipped and sprayed to stay perfect. She was small and to the untrained eye looked like one would imagine a strict old lady would look like, but one look into her eyes told another story. If one could see evil the soul by looking into someone eyes, you could prove it with her. A deep passion of hatred boiled behind her black eyes.

Alan knew he was shaking but he could not stop. Apple smiled as she looked down at him.

"You were not supposed to drink that you know...but all is well you were next on my list anyway. They are watching you closely right now, they will notice if you crash again. However I can't let you get away with the knowledge I know you have. That look of fear on your face when you saw me gave you away. You a detective on the side, boy? Use all your money trying to do "good?" Idiot child, many have tried before you, you think the ghosts can help you? I have seen them with you...they have tried this scheme before... I bet they call you 'the one' many have been 'the one' before you. They're all dead now. You will be to of course, but they are watching you to closely right now. But I can't let you talk either." Apple took a vial of something black from her right pocket and a syringe with a long needle out of her left.

"This, child; will make you fall asleep...you won't wake up. When the time is right...after your family finds out you may never wake up, when they all stop watching...I will be back. She gave an evil smile...the same he had seen in his nightmares.

He watched in horror as she filled the syringe with the black liquid and flicked the air out of it. Alan glanced at the nurse button just out of reach. He could not reach it without attracting Apples attention. The needle was placed in his IV port and he watched as the blackness dripped into the tube slowly falling down toward his vain.

"HEY!" Alan glance up at the sound of his oldest brother. Scott ran in and jerked the IV out of Alan's arm just milliseconds before the first drop would have gone in. Alan gave of a choked sob of releif, as tears streamed down his face. Meanwhile, Scott wrestled Apple to the ground messing up her neat bun and wrinkling her perfect uniform. The struggle attracted the attention of the rest of the Tracy family and other doctors and nurses alike. The two were separated quickly, and moved to separate corners. Alan, meanwhile didn't care who saw him, all of his emotions were on the surface and the only things he could do with a tube down his throat was cry.

"What's going on here?" The doctor in charge asked sternly.

"I walking down the hall to check on Alan and heard her say that she was going to put him to sleep for good, then when no one was looking, kill him! I ran in and found this black stuff just about to drip into Alan's veins!" Scott exclaimed. There was a gasp from the rest of the Tracys, and everyone turned to look at Nurse Apple...she wasn't there. Upon further inspection they found out she had run out of the building and turned left towards the car lot. Her car was gone.

Scott gave his statement to the police, and Alan typed his up, being his lungs were to weak for him to come off of the respirator.

A picture was placed in front of Alan who jerked at the site of it.

"Was this the woman you saw?" The FBI agent who introduced himself as Leam. He had arrived the day before. It was Nurse Apple...or whatever her name was when she was much younger. Alan would recognize her at any age at this point, and he quickly nodded.

"Her real name is Kendra Anaple. She is wanted in seventeen states for murder, but she some how always manages to get away and disappear. She goes places where very few have even heard of her and get's a job under a new name. Usualy it starts with an A. Then when the hunt calms down she murders again and moves on. Now normaly she targets under privlaged kids or kids in bad situations. At first we thought that even though you drinking the poison was an accident, she decided to go ahead and finish the job, but you say that she said you were next on her list anyways?" Leam paused in thought.

"Well we will figure it out, you rest and know that we have people guarding the door. All staff is under investigation and background checks are being re run based on finger prints this time instead of social security numbers. I will be back when I have any new information." With that the agent left.

Alan blinked and found himself in the empty room once again.

"You know that is really disconcerting." Alan mumbled. It was like he had blinked and had gone a million miles away in that tenth of a second.

"You'll get used to it." A voice spoke from beside him. Alan jumped slightly before looking at the boy about his age standing next to him.

"No, what's scary is that I already am." Alan sighed. The boy gave a half smile that did not reach his eyes.

"What the evil nurse said...it's not true you know." The boy stated.

"Which part?" Alan asked, trying not to think about the whole thing.

"That 'many have been 'the one"...there was only one other that was thought to be the one. I almost fit the prophecy perfectly...well we though perfectly. There were flaws...the secret area I found turned out not to be so secret...and I died. But we learned from are mistakes and we know you're the one. You should be safe for the time being...she never goes back. But she may seek you out. Watch out for her and try to find her first.

John Tracy sighed as he sat down beside his baby brother currently in an exhausted rest unable to do anything else by himself. It had been at least four months since he had seen Alan, and he could not help but notice how much his brother had grown, yet he looked so small laying in bed with large machines everywhere. How had this happened? Who would go after his brother? Sure Tracy Enterprises had it's enemys...but they had security. He did not know if Alan was aware yet of just how mush security he had. So much had slipped though, this was not supposed to happen...none of it. With those thoughts John fell asleep. It would be three days before Alan would completely wake again...ready to go.