A/N: Sorry for the delayed update! I started writing again and remembered that I needed to update this fanfic again. So here it is!
Korsak walked solemnly into the hospital. How does he tell a sixteen year old has been murdered by a ghost? He couldn't believe himself. Charles Hoyt was back. How was that even possible? Jane shot him, but it also made sense. The day in the infirmary felt quite, odd so to speak.
When they arrived at the prison's infirmary, there was something in the air that told them something isn't right. They couldn't figure it out and it drove Jane absolutely crazy.
"Something doesn't feel right. I don't know what it is but something just feels off." Jane told Korsak as they entered the prison. Korsak thought to himself for a moment before speaking.
"Yeah, I feel it too."
All three of them walked in silence into the infirmary. When they walked into the infirmary they saw Hoyt laying down asleep, strapped to the hospital bed and a guard posted at the door. A nurse was checking his vital signs and audibly questioned herself. "What the hell is this?" She quietly left the room, assuming to grab some equipment to test whatever she couldn't figure out on the spot. Maura, being the curious human being she was, decided to take a peek at whatever the nurse was looking at. All hell broke loose.
Jane looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Maura being grabbed by Hoyt, scalpel to her throat. "Hoyt!"
The guard un holstered his weapon and pistol whipped Korsak rendering him unconscious. Jane tried fighting off the guard but he was too strong. He held the gun to her head.
"We meet again, Jane." Hoyt spoke with a deep voice. He brushed the scalpel on Maura's neck causing her to whimper. "Don't worry, it's a minor scrape."
"Hoyt let her go!" Jane shrilled at him. Korsak was starting to stir, he turned slightly only to see Maura being held by Hoyt.
'That's it' His mind clicked. The way he held the scalpel. Hoyt was left-handed, he mentioned something about how he had more power with his left hand. Whoever was at the prison wasn't Hoyt.
"Sir can I help you?" The nurse at the desk asked him.
"Yes. I'm here to see a girl, um," Korsak fumbled with his notepad. "Lauren Sawyer. She was brought in about two hours ago."
"Room 473."
Korsak head towards her room. How does he tell a sixteen year old, who nearly bled to death, that her father was murdered by a ghost? He tried racking his brain on how to approach this. Throughout the years of being a detective, Korsak has seen some of the most gruesome crime scenes and the horrendous murderers that walked through his life but this one was different. Hoyt had this thing of getting under your skin and clinging himself to your soul. He was like an infection that seemed to never leave.
Hoyt was the madness that lurked in us all that begged to be free in your deepest animal mind. He is what you hide from in your beds every night. He is what you want to sedate into silence and paralysis when you go into the nocturnal haven where he shouldn't be able to tread but there he is. He's in your dreams, he's on the streets watching your every move. Preparing his next move because he's somehow managed to avoid death on more than one occasion.
When Korsak walked into the hospital, he felt his temperature rising in anger. There was Lauren: beaten, bruised, soon to be scarred both mentally and physically. He didn't want to question her right now but he needed to. She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. Korsak's heart broke for her. He knew what kind of man Hoyt was, why would he attack a sweet girl like her? "Hi" she croaked.
"Hi Lauren. Do you remember me?"
"You're the detective from the house right?"
"Yep, I'm Detective Korsak but you can call me Vince if you would like to. I need to ask you some questions. Are you up for talking with me?"
"Sure but first could you hand me my water from the tray?" She pointed at the tray that was just out of her reach.
"Of course." He guided the straw to her mouth and she sucked down the remaining water from the cup. "Can you tell me what happened?"
"I only remember pits and pieces but I'll probably remember more once I've had a few days to process everything."
"Start with what you remember." Lauren closed her eyes for a moment presumably to concentrate.
"I was up in my dad's room sorting the laundry when I heard a gunshot. I panicked." She held back a sob. "Then I heard them talk for a minute and then there was another shot. I could hear my dad screaming 'Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'll tell you everything you need to know.' That's when I hid in the closet. They started talking again, I don't remember what they said. There was a third shot, he screamed so loud." She gasped in horror.
"We can stop if you need to take a break."
"No, I'm fine." Lauren took a deep breath. "God, I'm so stupid. I got up to go sit at the top of the stairs because I wanted to know what was going on. When I got to the stairs, he fired another shot. My dad was on his knees and he pointed the gun at his head and he.. he threw him in a chair and tied him up. Then he asked where I was and I ran back into his bedroom closet and he must've heard me shut the closet. The next thing I knew he was on top of me."
"I hate to ask but were you raped?"
"No thank god," Korsak felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. "He had something in his hand, a scalpel, I think he had two but I don't remember. Then my dad started screaming. He started asking me questions."
"Questions about what?"
"Why my dad cheated throughout medical school and pinned it on him."
"Your dad and Hoyt went to the same medical school?"
"They were best friends apparently." Korsak wrote in his notes.
"Why do you think he asked you about when they were medical school?"
"Honestly I have no idea."
"What happened next?" He knew what happened next but he needed to hear it from her.
"He stabbed me in the middle of one of my palms. I screamed and then I heard my dad scream up 'I'll tell you everything just please don't hurt her' and then he stabbed my hand and punched me a few times until I passed out. Can I see my dad?"
"I'm so sorry, Lauren."
"No please tell me he didn't." Korsak didn't answer. "Oh my god" She started to scream which was completely understandable. A nurse walked in.
"What's going on here?"
"I just inform her of her father's passing. I was just leaving." Lauren was still screaming when he walked out of the room. He clicked the down button for the elevator. Korsak grew angrier and pushed the button rapidly, he heard a crack. 'Great, you couldn't keep your anger at a reasonable level so you decide to take it out on a button. Nicely done Vince.' He pulled out his phone and decided to call Jane. He dialed her number and waited… and waited… and waited. No answer. 'Come on Jane' Then he tried Maura. No answer. He tried her again.
"Hello?" She just woke up.
"Hey Doctor Isles it's me."
"Hello Detective Korsak. What's up?"
"I just got done with Lauren at the hospital."
"Oh crap. Detective Korsak, I'm so sorry for leaving you by yourself."
"Don't worry about it, Doctor Isles. Is everything okay with Jane?"
"Yeah, she's asleep at the moment but I could wake her if you need to talk to her."
"Don't bother, I just wanted to call and check on her."
"How did it go with Lauren?"
"She remembered most of the details and I'm going to have officers posted outside her hospital room until she's able to leave." There was a pregnant silence that urged him to continue. "Her father and Hoyt went to med school together."
"They what?!" Maura unintentionally screamed over the phone. Korsak ripped the phone away from his ear.
"Yeah, they were best friends apparently."
"I'll be in the office shortly, we'll talk then."
"No, stay with Jane. I'm heading over to your house along with a unit who was stay with you guys until Hoyt it caught."
"We'll be here. See you soon Detective Korsak."
"Goodbye Doctor Isles."
Thank you all for being patient with me. I promise I won't wait another year to update! :)