The brain is a very complex organ.

Why are some psychic

and others not?

Why are some born psychic

and others not?

Why do some become psychic

and others not?

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The character Bitsy is not mine, she is from a movie called Sordid Lives. (Bitsy was played by Olivia Newton John in Sordid Lives.) I felt she was a good character for my story. Starsky and Hutch...Huggy Bear..Captain Dobey are not mine.

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1979

Hutch pulled up at the apartments where he was to meet their new informant, he grabbed the microphone. "This is Zebra Three, I am at 538 East Parkway. "I will be down for about twenty minutes."

Hutch put the mic. down as he heard. "We read you Zebra Three."

The apartment complex had a shabby appearance, it was in need of a lot of maintenance. Inside the walls were filthy, the floors in bad need of a good broom. Hutch found his way to apt. # 38, and knocked on the door. " Detective Hutchinson."

He pulled his gun from his hoster, as someone slowly opened the door. The tall blond held up his badge.

The detective heard several chains being unlocked. There stood a small woman 5' 2" her skin the color of porcelain, but dark circles under her eyes. Short blond hair that was in bad need of a brush, her eyes had a sadness about them.

The one room apartment had the smell of cigarettes and cheap whiskey.

Hutch ask. "Are you Bitsy?

She eyed the tall blond up and down. "I am. My what a find figure of a man." She blew smoke out of her mouth. "Well if I knew you were the cats meow I would of dolled up, sugar." She had a very southern accent.

Hutch opened the closet, then scanned the bathroom, he reached his hand out to move the shower curtain. Satisfied that no one else was there, he put his gun back in his holster.

The woman laughed. "No one here, but me and you sugar."

Hutch grabbed a chair and sat right across from her. "You have information about the hit and run that almost cost my partners his life."

The petite woman seemed mesmerized. "My, my, those blue eyes and blond hair, you look just like a real life Ken Doll." She put her cigarette to her mouth.

Serious features covered Hutch's face. "Look lady, do you or do you not have information about the hit and run. That happened exactly one year ago."

Hold on handsome. Why the big hurry?" The woman got up, poured a drink, and held it up."

Hutch replied. "No thanks."

"Alright handsome." This stays between us."

Hutch tilted his head. "Absolutely ."

The petite blond seemed nervous. "The man who hit your partner is Henry Strong, he would frequent the bar I worked at." She hesitated. "That man is some bad news. I've never killed anyone in my life, but that man has."

Hutch ask. "How do you know this?"

The woman stopped and held her hand out, Hutch pulled out five dollars, and put it in the womans hand.

She spoke nervously. "Do you remember two years ago, the killings in San Francisco?"

The detective responded. "Yes I do, the murders just stopped. The case was closed, there was no evidence."

"That was Henry Strong." The blond woman replied.

Hutch leaned forward. "Are you sure about this Bitsy?"

"Why yes he had been drinking and started bragging about it." Bitsy pulled a picture out of her pocket. This is a picture of one of his victims."

"May I?" Hutch ask.

Bitsy held out her other hand. Hutch remarked. "I can take you in for holding evidence."

She sighed. "You drive a hard bargain sugar, I could sure use another five."

Bitsy handed him the picture. as she frowned.

Hutch studied the picture. "Does Mr. Strong remember giving you this?"

She laughed. "You need to listen handsome. "I am in...h i d i n g."

Hutch frustrated now repeated the question. "Is Mr.Strong aware, he gave you this picture?"

A frightened look crossed Bitsy's face.. "I'm not sure, Henry was passed out when I left that night. I got as far from that place as I could."

Bitsy continued. "I left San Francisco, changed my name to Bitsy never saw him again."

Hutch held the picture she had given him.

Bitsy remarked sadly, as her eyes filled with tears. "That man right there was a good kind man, his name was Owen. He owned the bar I worked at."

Bitsy continued. "I made some good money there. I had a nice house, even planted a little garden. My life was going in a good direction."

Hutch showed compassion on his face. "Until Mr. Strong murdered your boss. Do you have any idea why he would want to kill your boss?"

Bitsy nodded, no. "Money was taken from the register, but it was a week day. There was only a couple of hundred."

The detective ask. "Would Mr. Strong have been hard up for cash?"

Henry always flashed big bucks around and wore expensive clothes." Bitsy answered.

Hutch ask. "Do you know what kind of car he drove?"

Bitsy remarked. "Henry always walked, he walked with a limp. Don't know where to, but Henry was always alone."

What leg had the limp? Hutch ask.

Bitsy replied very fast. "His left."

Hutch noticed Bitsy had not even mentioned, why she thought Mr. Strong tried to end Starskys life.

Puzzlement over came Hutch's features. "Lady, How do you know Mr. Strong is responsible for my partners near death?"

Bitsy's face became heartbroken. "This picture fell out of his wallet. It's your partners car crash."

Hutch reluctantly reached for the picture. His blue eyes held a look of sorrow, as he ran his hand through his blond hair. Frozen in time was the horrible crash, as Starsky lay on the ground alone.

Bitsy grabbed Hutch's hand. "Im sorry sugar."

Hutch stood up. "Keep your doors locked."

Bitsy grinned, while tring to lighten the mood. "Well handsome I think your kinda sweet on me. I've been laying low. You won't mention it was me who gave you those pictures."

Hutch tilted his head. "Nope."

Bitsy eyed Hutch, with beautiful green scared eyes. In almost a whisper "I'm running out of money."

Hutch reached in his pocket and handed her a twenty, Bitsy rubbed Hutch's arm. "Well sugar is there anything I can do for you?"

A grin crossed the tall blond detectives face, he closed the door.

Hutch made his way back to his old Galaxy 500, he grabbed the Mic, "Zebra Three available."

An anger crossed Hutch's face. He turned the picture face down on his passengers seat. The seat where his partner should be...

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Hutch made his way to the station. He walked into Captain Dobeys office, and he closed the door. He pulled out one picture.

He tossed it on Captain Dobey's desk. "The man who committed this murder, is the same man that tried to kill Starsky a year ago."

The Captain picked it up. "What the hell! What kind of a sick person would take a picture like this."

Hutch held disgust on his face. "Henry Strong. Oh, he's a real sick one Captain." Hutch paused. "The string of murders in San Francisco."

Captain Dobey turned the picture facedown. Mr. Strong did this. Do we have any files on Mr. Strong."

Hutch paced the floor. "I've never even heard of him Captain, the man keeps a real low profile. Minnie checked the files."

Hutch snapped his fingers. "The murders stopped just like that."

Dobey ask. "Where did you get this Hutchinson?"

Hutch just stared down.. "A little bird Captain."

Captain Dobey rubbed the back of his neck. "You know this is big Hutch."

Hutch stared into Captain Dobey's eyes. "You know as well as I do Captain, if I reveal where that picture came from. I well be on every informants black list, and endanger my informants life."

A worried look came over Captain Dobey. "Even if I give you time, what about Starsky."

Hutch closed his eyes, and rubbed his face. "He will just have to help me, I can work around this Captain."

Captain Dobey's face held frustration. "Starsky's on medical leave." He tapped his fingers on his desk. "I can give you a few days."

Hutch gave a pleaded look, as he rubbed his chin. "You know Captain this case is closed."

The big black Captain shook his head. "Ok a week and that's it."

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Starsky and Hutch sat and waited for Huggy to bring their food. The brunet detective scratch his head. "You know Hutch I did the brain exercises in that book Dr. Yang gave me."

Hutch smiled, "Yea Buddy, how did you do?"

Starsky smiled. "I guess ok, I got Three out of five."

"That's great Starsk." Hutch remarked.

Huggy came with the food, and sat down. Hutch took a drink of his beer. "Well Starsk, I have good news, we are going to San Francisco on a case."

Starsky appeared puzzled. "What about Dobey."

Hutch stated. "It's cleared through Dobey...only Dobey.

Starsky took a bite of his hamburger. "So, mums the word."

Huggy ask. "What did you think of Bitsy?"

Hutch grabbed his veggie sandwich. "Well she seems legit."

A smile filled Huggy's big soft brown eyes. "I've known her a long time, Bisty is a good lady. Sassy, but good."

Starsky ask. "How long?"

The tall bar owner thought. "Man must be over ten years now. We went to high school together. Let me tell you when she's clean, off the booze. She is a beautiful chick."

Hutch seemed worried. "Bisty really seems scared Huggy."

Huggy scowled. "Man I tried to get her to stay here, but Bitsy's always been an independent lady."

Hutch remarked. "Her apartment smelled like cheap whiskey."

Huggy sounded frustrated. "Man I helped her beat that stuff, got her that job in San Francisco."

Starsky remarked. "Well she is alone and scared."

Hutch drank the last of his beer. " Come on Starsk, we need to go home and start packing."

Huggy patted Starsky on the back. Good to see you my friend. I'll check on getting plane tickets to San Fran."

They both grinned at their tall friend and walked out the door.

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Huggy picked up the phone, and he let it ring twice. He hung up then called again, that was their signal that it was The Bear.

The tall lean black man heard the phone pick up. Huggy spoke into the phone "It's The Bear."

Bitsy sounded frightened. "Does that offer still stand, I'm so scared alone Bear."

Huggy immediately answered. "I'm on my way Bitsy." He glanced at the girl behind the bar. "I'll be right back."

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Huggy arrived at the apartments, and knocked on her door. "It's the Bear." He heard her unlock all the chains.

Huggy walked in. "Do you think you have enough locks on your door, mama."

Bitsy's green eyes held fear. "I was so scared alone Bear." She turned and grabbed her bottle.

Huggy's face became disgruntled. "Now what do you want that cheap stuff for mama, I do own a bar."

He became serious. "In moderation girl, if your going to work at my place. You are going to clean up yourself."

Bitsy tried to smile. 'That's my Bear."

It was dark out when they made it to Huggy's car. Suddenly! They heard a mans voice. "I have a gun at her back, one wrong move."

Huggy raised his hands up. "Ok man, we're just going home. We'll be out of your way."

The man had on a ski mask. "Come on real easy, your both getting in my car."

Huggy responded nervously. "Come on man, get my wallet it's in my pocket."

The man laughed. "I don't need your money, my boss takes good care of me."

The man's car was a brand new Mercedes.

Huggy tried to stall. "Man the lady can't get in that, she's been throwing up something awful. You don't want all that nasty stuff she ate on your nice leather."

The man eyed Bitsy "Why are you so sick lady."

Huggy thought fast. "The lady went out of town, you know swimming in the,..the.. Bahamas. These creatures are living in her."

The man became shocked, as Huggy continued. "Man she has to be put in quarantine."

Huggy's features showed panic. "Man did you touch her, now you have to be quarantined."

The man stared at his hands. "I didn't touch her, man." He dropped his gun to the ground. Huggy reached down, and grabbed the gun.

Suddenly! Starsky and Hutch drove up, they got out with their guns in hand.

Starsky had a gleam in his eyes. "Well, it appears like you have this under control."

The man still held his hands in the air. Hutch grabbed the man, and put the cuffs on his wrist.

Huggy ask. "Man, how did you guys happen to show up?"

Hutch's eyes seemed amazed. "Starsky here had a bad feeling."

Huggy glanced at Starsky. "Man are you psychic now. mind you, I'm not complaining."

Starsky just shrugged his shoulders, and walked to Hutch's car.

The blond detective took the ski mask off the man, and glanced at Huggy and Bitsy. "Do either one of you know him."

They both shook there heads, no. Hutch grabbed the man. "Come on bozo."

Huggy's kind brown eyes held Bitsy. "You ok mama."

Bitsy trembled. "I guess I'm not as tough as I thought, Bear."

Hutch came back. "We need you both to come down to the station."

Bitsy shook her head, yes, while her body trembled.

Hutch put his hand on Huggy's shoulder. "See you both at the station."

Huggy held Bitsy tight. "The Bear will be there with you baby."