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His Worst Nightmare.

Ch. 31

Underwood Memorial Hospital.

The minute Sgt. Deborah Morgan had received the phone call, telling her that her brother had been shot and now lay in critical condition in hospital, she had packed her stuff and Harrisons and was on the next flight to NYC. She was grateful that the NYPD had made reservations for her at a local motel. They had been driven straight to the hospital. A nurse was kind enough to take care of Harrison and she now stood outside of his room in ICU.

It was hard to see her brother hooked up to monitors and having a tube breathe for him. The only thing reassuring was the steady beep of his heart monitor.

She had spoken to his surgeon; he had informed her that whoever had shot Dexter had used a hollow point bullet. The only reason he had survived was because the bullet had malfunctioned. There had, however, been extensive damage. The next 48 hours would be critical and touch and go. There could never be any guarantee with a gut shot. They were monitoring his temperature and so far, no fever. They prayed it remained this way. Things were complicated as Dexter, had already lost his spleen in a previous accident. So any infection would be even harder for his body to fight against.

Her only option now was to sit and wait and pray. As soon as she was certain that her brother was in good hands she stepped outside the ICU and approached the two Detectives in search of some answers.

Bobby stood up as he saw her approach, after the surgeon had informed them that Morgan was in critical condition, they returned to the safe house to look over the crime scene and canvass the area. They were very unhopeful of any witness's. One however had stepped forward. She had invited them into her house, and to Bobby's dismay she owned several cats. Her name was Lizzie Farrell, but as she flirted with Bobby she told him to call her Liz.

She told them of the man who had been parked outside her house. She found him to be very suspicious, the way he had been watching the house up the road. After Liz had told them how long he had been parked there, it seemed strange to Bobby, as he had been there when they had left the safe house, but he had not taken a shot at them.

Bobby and Alex declined Liz's offer for a cup of tea, as his eyes were getting itchy and his nose was congesting. Alex noticed his unease and couldn't suppress her grin. As they reached the front door, Liz grabbed Bobby's sleeve and asked for his card in case she remembered anything else that would be of significance.

As Deborah Morgan reached the two Detectives, she could no longer contain her anger.

"What the fuck happened! My brother was under protective custody!"

She was standing toe to toe, with the tall Detective. She didn't care that he was a head taller than her and outweighed her by over 80 pounds.

Bobby could literally see the rage in her eyes, and in order to defuse the situation he raised his hands palms showing towards her. After her initial anger, he managed to calm the situation. He told her everything, with which they were up to date on, and that they were awaiting DNA results on cigarette butts that were lying next to where the snipers car was parked.

After she had checked once again on Dexter and his doctor, she allowed the Detectives to drive her to the motel where she would be staying.

Greenpoint Brooklynn,

Patrick Copa sat in his car outside of Goren's apartment. It had been quite a long time since he had encountered him at that bar. He didn't mind the fact that he was getting money from Gavin and Wallace. Wallace wanted him to tail Goren, and report back to him regularly.

He had almost fallen asleep when he heard a car pull up, he watched as a big black SUV parked in front of the apartment. He expected Eames to drive away and was mildly surprised when he saw Goren walk around to the driver's door and open it.

Alex smiled as Bobby opened her door and accepted his offered hand of help. She was slowly getting used to his chivalry. Once she had her feet firmly on the floor, she reached up and used her hand to pull his face closer. It had meant to be a quick kiss, but she was glad when Bobby stepped closer to her and deepened it.

She felt robbed when he withdrew from her, and had to take a few deep breaths as her knees were a bit shaky. They shared a smile and then they walked up to his apartment.

"Well whaddaya know, Goren and Eames a pair!"

Copa whistled through his teeth. Ok there had been rumors about them; he had never really believed it as he could never believe how any female could be interested in a freak like Goren. Hell he even thought he was gay!

Well it was a pity as he had always thought Alex Eames was a little hottie. It was disappointing to him that she had such bad taste in men, although as bad ass as she was, maybe Goren was as good as she could get.

He reached into the back of his car and picked up a bag, then walked over to the building to the rear of Goren's apartment and pulled down the ladder to the fire escape. From here he had the perfect view into Goren's apartment.

Once he had his camera set up he could zoom into Goren's bedroom, and with a smile he watched as Alex Eames undressed her-self and joined Goren in his bed.

He took lots of pictures of her in the nude, she had one hell of a body, and he was jealous of Goren as he watched him make love to her. His hand slid inside of his pants, as watching them became too much. Within a few minutes of stroking himself, and from the visual stimulation he came.

For tonight he had enough. He was glad that Wallace had hired him to keep an eye on Goren, it gave him a chance to follow his routine and find his weaknesses, and after all, he had a huge debt to settle with him. He was looking forward to settling it too.

T.B.C…