~ Chapter 5 ~
Authors Note: Not much to say this time, just that I am sorry about the wait, and please enjoy this chapter.
Disclaim her: I do not own the Harry Potter characters they belong to J.K. Rowling, and I do not own Laurell K Hamilton's characters either. I am merely using them to satisfy my needs. I am making NO money or profit from writing this story.
Warnings: This story is based around a Threesome pairing, which includes three men. So please discontinue reading, though I would be very surprised if you had not already caught on that, this story is Yaoi, Slash pairing between, and Asher/Harry/Jean-Claude.
Authors Note :- Never realised how inspirational Eminem's songs are, you all might be thinking right now "What the fuck is she on about now?!" , Well, they are, and I love them =] And NO, this does not make me a Chav, as I for one may live in a rough area, but that does not make me one too… Okay, now I am going off topic here. This Chapter is rather inspired by watching Series 1-6 of Scrubs… Damn, it's well addictive!! In addition, the pairing Dr. Cox/J.D is hot as hell :O Phwoar!! Yummy ;)
Oh Yeah, The Nurse Annabel is based on my Mom :] I told her she'd be in one of my Fic's, she may not like Yaoi, like at all, but she loves the Anita Blake series, so I thought I'd add her in here. Only as a Minor Character, do not worries, she will not be making any other appearance. OH and my mom is NOT a Nurse…
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The cool breeze shifted as Jean-Claude pulled away in his large black car, looking around he found that there were people walking around without a care in the world.
A blonde haired woman with a tight mini skirt and high heels tripped over, she continued to laugh loudly with her friends. She appeared to be drunk, she staggered to the apartment building in front of her, she gave her friends one last awkward drunken hug goodbye and she managed to slur out loudly to them to call her next time they wanted a night out on the town.
They all shouted "See Ya Kelly" loudly and they all staggered and tripped there way down the alleyway and out of sight.
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Harry sighed as he watched the blonde girl disappear, something did not feel right, Harry felt agitated the moment he saw her, and it was if he could tell something bad was going to happen to her it was like an inkling feeling in the back of his head that kind of said, "Something bad is going to happen…"
With a shake of his head, he decided to ignore the voice, and he continued on his way to his home, he was just about to put his key in the front door, when he heard a loud shrill scream coming from the apartment that the woman had just entered.
Without thinking, Harry ran as fast as he could towards the apartment building, he came to the door, which was the only one to get in the apartment building.
He pulled hard on the door, but it did not open; with a quick hiss of "Alohamora" and the door was unlocked.
Running up the stairs, Harry could hear the muffled screams, followed by a loud gunshot; it seemed to echo throughout the building, trying to figure out where the sound came from.
A gurgled howl could be heard, and it seemed to be coming from above him. His ears could make out the sound of a body hitting the floor; it was like a loud echoing "thump".
The screaming had stopped now; all that could be heard was utter silence…
Harry came to a sudden halt when he saw out of the corner of his eye a dark crimson pool glitter with the fluorescent lighting. A Blonde haired body lay next to it, she seemed to have been shot in three different places, blood was pooling from her hip.
The second wound was near her heart, Harry did not know if it had hit it or not, but he could see her chest rising slightly. The girl seemed to be having some kind of fit, her top half of her body was going into spasm's, that is when Harry saw where the third shot was, blood poured down her neck and formed a puddle between her neck and shoulder.
The spasm's had stopped before Harry had the chance to try to help. Harry knelt down, not caring that he was staining his trousers with her blood; he leant forward and placed his fingers onto her pulse point on her neck, he felt no pulse, when he pulled his fingers away; they were drenched in her blood.
That was when he heard it, the sound of footsteps coming up behind him; he had no time to turn around and try to stop whoever was there.
"Bang", the next thing Harry saw was blood dripping onto his outstretched hands, another "Bang" this time he felt it go straight through his shoulder blade, and out the other side.
Blinking out the darkness, which was to take him, he turned to look behind him, and before he could make out the look of his attacker, a sharp hit to his face and Harry was seeing black.
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When Harry next woke up, it was to the unfamiliar sound of beeping, blinking groggily around, there connected to his arm was an IV, there was something up his nose, and it was very unconfortable.
He tried to lift his right arm up to remove the irritating thing, but found he couldn't, a sharp defined pain shot straight through him, from his arm and to the centre of his chest.
Using his other arm, he painfully pulled the Hospital gown he was wearing, away from him so he could see the damage; cords were attached to his chest, but underneath those he could see the bright white bandages which were brandished across his chest and shoulder blade.
Letting out a deep breath, he decided now was not the time to have a panic attack, he scrunched his face at the sudden stench which seemed to be coming from somewhere in the room he was in.
Sniffing again, he caught the smell of coffee and some kind of aftershave; there was someone else in the room with him.
Craning his neck to the side and to his right there was a Police officer sitting there dosing while his sterifine cup of coffee tilted from side to side.
Harry made a coughing noise, and the police officer, sat up straight so fast Harry was sure the man gave him whiplash just by watching him awaken so quickly.
The man gave him a look-over quickly, and pressed a switch by the side of his bed.
5 minutes later, a nurse came in, she was checking his vitals, and looking him up and down, she spoke, "Hello, I'm Annabel, and I'm the nurse who has been looking after you while you've been here. You have been in a coma for the last 3 days. During that time, I was not able to get into contact with anyone, as you didn't have you identification card on you." She said with a small smile, as she took his wrist between her fingers, she seemed to be counting, probably for his heartbeat.
His nurse looked like she was in her early 40's, she had dark brown longish hair, which was curly and wild, it stuck out all over the place, she had kind brown looking eyes. She looked like a nice woman; but one who could kick your butt, should you annoy her.
He decided he liked this woman, she looked at him then, and said, "You're vitals are fine, blood pressure is also fine," she continued as she crossed each off on the board she was holding. "And, from the looks of it your wounds seem to be rather healing nicely, quite fast for there damage, but we're not ones to complain, just as long as you're getting better." She said smiling.
With that said, she walked over to the door, and turned back and gave a nod of her head to the police officer next to him, and said, "The doctor and the Police officers are going to be coming in here to talk with you shortly."
Harry nodded his head, and with that she walked out of the hospital room he was in and back to checking on the other patients.
The bloke who was sitting next to him had become all serious like when the Nurse had entered, but now she had gone again, he had just given Harry a look, and turned back to his, by now stone cold coffee.
With a roll of his eyes, he turned back to his own wounds, he poked and prodded the bandage which covered his chest, it seemed to have healed pretty well, as the pain did not hurt that much.
Harry turned his neck, to try to see through the blinds, which obstructed his view of the hospital outside his room he winced.
Bringing his hand up to the side of his neck, there was a bandage there also; he did not remember how that had happened.
That is when he heard them, the voices that were nearing closer and closer to his hospital room door.
A female voice could be heard, Harry was sure he recognised it aswell, "Dolph, how exactly do you know this Jon Doe, was attacked by a Lanthyrope?, don't you think if it was one of them, they would of stuck around to do a bit more damage than a bitch slap?" she said hawtly.
"The Doc's are saying he has improved too quickly for someone normal," Harry supposed this was Dolph who replied this, as the other voice, the female one spoke again; Harry could hear the anger, which was laced in her voice now.
"Don't you think by now, after all these years; you could drop the "It" "Un-normal" act? They're just like you and me; sure they get furry once a month, but it's not their fault." She replied.
A grunt was made out just before they entered, "Yeah, well getting furry ain't natural at all, no matter how close you are to them Anita, I am not, I was brought up to find them un-natural, and that is the way my views are going to stay on the matter." Dolph replied.
"Oh my… Harry, is that you?" She asked as she made her way over to the boy she had met just days before.
"Jean-Claude and Asher have been looking everywhere for you, they were worried you'd been kidnapped or something!" She said as she looked over his wounds, "So this is where you've been hiding out then huh?" She was about to speak again but Dolph interrupted her.
"Anita, mind telling me how you know this kid?" Dolph asked as he nodded towards who he guessed by all of Anita's cafuffel was Harry.
"Harry, he's umm… Sort of my Godson… or Adopted Son… I don't really know to be honest." She replied sheepishly; Dolph gave Anita a funny look, he did not usually see Anita act this way usually; in fact, he had never, in all the years seen Anita act …sheepishly… Angry, pissed; yes. Sheepish, and nice to someone, No…
"Don't give me that look Dolph, I Haven't been abducted by aliens, yes it's me Anita freakin' Blake, now stop looking at me like that before I do something I'll later regret." She said as she gave him one of her intimidation looks.
'Yep, that's my Anita back' Dolph thought as he grunted his reply at her, "Well, now that's over and done with; fancy telling us how in the hell you managed to get yourself on a murder scene, and getting shot and attacked by a were?" He asked in his now serious cop voice, it sounded intimidating, and quite scary to be honest.
Authors Note: Okay this may be short, but I need it to be this way, else it would of gone on forever!, and the Interview/questioning Harry, Dolph & Anita are in right now is going to be most of the next Chapter, Oh, and the Next Chapter is nearly complete : ) Woohoo!
How about a reward *cough* bribe *cough* for reviews? If we break, say, 200 reviews then I will post the chapter the Very. Next. Day.