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His Worst Nightmare.
Ch. 40.
Inwood. NY.
Copa sat at the window and watched as Goren & Eames parked across the road from her father's apartment. He watched Goren pull Eames over onto his lap and smirked at the passionate way that they kissed each other.
After what seemed like a lifetime they both climbed out of the SUV and walked hand in hand towards the apartment. He didn't know why they were so happy; maybe it was because Wallace was dead. After all he did save him the problem with having the product of a rape to deal with the rest of his life. He chuckled at his own humor, at the fact that he would help Goren in any kind of way. Well he was most certainly going to make sure he would suffer for the rest of his damn life!
He drew his gun and took up position behind Johnny Eames as he heard a key in the door, he told Johnny to be quiet or else he would kill his daughter in front of his eyes.
Bobby carried Alex into her father's home, and helped her remove her coat.
"It would seem that your dad is down the pub." She laughed as Bobby waggled his eyebrows at her and backed her up against the wall. Alex laughed and pushed him back and took his hand and led him into the apartment.
"Knowing our luck he is having a nap on the couch, come on I don't know about you, but I could eat a hor…"
She stopped dead as they entered the living room and saw her father tied to a chair and Copa standing behind him with a gun pointed at his head.
John Eames looked at his daughter.
"Save your-self Alex, shoot this mutt!"
Copa, hauled out with the gun and pistol whipped her father over the head, he was unconscious.
Bobby knew this would be the only chance he would get and leapt at Copa. They both went crashing to the ground; Bobby was desperately fighting for the weapon, failure would mean their certain death. Alex had drawn her service weapon but didn't have a clear shot. She could only wait and pray.
Copa, however, didn't fight fair. He brought his knee up hard and caught Bobby in the groin; he was forced to release Copa who then was able to overpower him. He used Bobby in front of him as a shield. Alex couldn't take a shot or she would hit Bobby.
Copa laughed maliciously. "Well, well it looks like we have a stalemate sweetheart."
He gestured towards her gun. "Drop it or I will blow lover boys brains out!"
Alex was in a dilemma, if she dropped her gun, which she had trained at Copa, she knew he would shoot Bobby anyhow, and then kill both her and her father.
She locked eyes with Bobby, she knew and he knew that there was no talking Copa out of this. She watched as Bobby closed his eyes and nodded at her. She knew immediately what he wanted her to do.
Bobby looked at Alex and then closed his eyes and nodded.
"Do it! ... Hun there is no other option. If you don't he will kill us all. Save your-self and your father!"
Copa couldn't believe his ears and was shocked when he saw Alex level her weapon and take careful aim. He could not believe she would pull the trigger and in a last minute panic he turned his own gun from Bobby and aimed at Alex.
Everything was like in slow motion; the minute Copa drew on Alex, Bobby turned to throw his aim off and at precisely the same second Alex fired her gun, and watched in horror as both men fell crashing to the ground.
She dropped her gun and rushed over to where they lay, neither had moved. She panicked when she saw that Bobby's head was bleeding, he was either dead or out cold. She was forced to check on Copa first as he was the ultimate threat. She didn't need to check him for a pulse. He had taken a bullet through his eye and had died instantly.
She turned back to Bobby and pulled him over onto his back and cradled his head in her lap. She felt his neck and nearly cried when she felt a strong pulse. Upon further examination she saw that the bullet she had fired had deflected off of Bobby's head and hit Copa, his head wound was bleeding heavily though so she ran to the bathroom and returned with several towels and a first aid box, and applied a pressure bandage to his wound.
She then ran to her father, he too was alive but by the look of it he would have a goose egg on his head and a severe headache when he woke up, she could find no signs of a fracture.
She flipped her cell phone open and called for backup and two ambulances with the code officer down.
She breathed a sigh of relief 5 minutes later when she heard the sirens approaching.
She was able to brief the first cops on the scene, and was keeping an eye on the paramedics who were treating her husband and her father. Whereas her father was beginning to regain consciousness, Bobby was still unresponsive to the medics. She saw Dr. Rodger's arrive and followed her as she knelt next to Bobby. She let the medic, tell her Bobby's stats and after a quick examination she gave the go ahead for him to be loaded into the ambulance.
"He should be ok, they will have to put in some stitches and do a cat scan, but all in all he is very lucky."
Alex thanked her; she had surrendered her weapon to the first responding CSU techs and spoken to the lead Detectives at the scene. She climbed into the ambulance and drove with Bobby and her father to the hospital.
Underwood Memorial Hospital.
Dexter had waited until the nurse made her final round. He had remembered the research he had done on Vincenzo. His father lived in a penthouse on the upper west side.
He decided that he would not tell Deborah of what he planned on doing. All evening he had begun to walk around his hospital room; with the pain meds he had discovered that he could manage the pain.
He was glad that his room was on the ground floor and he climbed out of his bathrooms window. He had taken latex gloves from the nurse earlier as she had changed his bandages.
He climbed into a cab and drove to the Upper west side. He hated to go into these killings with so little planning. The elevator was easy to overcome ass he had extensive computer knowledge so he hotwired it and rode up to the Penthouse apartment.
After assuring himself that the Don was fast asleep, he searched through the apartment, given the guys chosen field of work there was bound to be a weapon laying around. He hated having to use a gun but he was in no physical condition to risk a fight.
He found a .45 Colt in the drawer in Massuci's study and then walked into the bedroom where the Don was sleeping. With the silencer he would have to improvise. He grabbed the big pillow from the empty side of the bed and held it between the Don and the gun. He could not allow for the Don to take revenge on his family and so to make this look like a paid execution, he fired two shots into the back of his head.
His family was now safe, he returned to the hospital. He was fading fast; after he closed the bathroom window behind himself and changed back into his pajama's he noticed that the bandages were turning red, he must have torn some stitches when he climbed back inside.
He managed to press the emergency button before he lost consciousness.
Half an hour later a very distressed Deborah rushed into the hospital after she received a call that her brother was found on the floor of his bathroom.
She rushed into the hospital and to his room. He had just been wheeled back inside after having the stitches that burst replaced. Luckily he had not lost enough blood to require another infusion. After a brief chat with the Doctor, Deborah walked up to his bed. He had told her that he needed to talk to her in the morning, something was up. She walked into the bathroom and looked around.
It didn't take her long to find the discarded clothes that he had tried to hide. She took them out from behind the cabinet and the clothing that was covered in blood she hid inside her coat. She told the guard that she was headed down to the Hospitals cafeteria to get them both a decent cup of coffee. It wasn't a lie, just that she made a little detour to the incinerator in the basement, where she threw the stained clothing.
She figured that she would hear all about her brother's nighttime activities in good time.
Mount Sinai Hospital.
At Alex's request they had been taken to Mount Sinai. Bobby had regained consciousness as they wheeled him to the CT. He was disorientated and in distress, but calmed when Alex pressed her lips to his.
Afterwards she was relieved when the Doctor told her that Bobby had a grade two concussion, and that they wanted to keep him in under observation for 24 hours. His head wound needed ten stitches, but other than all that he was alive and she was relieved that this nightmare was at an end. Her father joined her in Bobby's room. He was over the moon at her news that they were now married and he hugged his daughter.
She took him by the hand, after Bobby had fallen asleep, and led him down into the NICU where they donned their robes and walked up to the incubator. Alex introduced him to his new Granddaughter and the nurses allowed for the grandfather to hold Gwen and feed her. Alex then took her and rubbed her back and smiled when she burped. She was growing so attached to her already, as soon as she had changed her diaper they returned to Bobby's room. She had taken some pictures of her dad feeding Gwen and wanted to show them to Bobby once he woke up.
Two weeks later.
Greenpoint Brooklynn.
They had gathered at Bobby's after Nicole's burial. Her Doctor had been forced to turn her life support off, when the EEG showed that there was no more brain activity and after further tests it was discovered that she was brain dead.
Bobby didn't know what to feel about that, he just knew that he wanted Rodger's to do the Autopsy as he wanted no surprises in the future. They had been called to Nicole's lawyer to be told of Nicole's last will and testament. She had listed, to his surprise; Bobby, as her will's executor and all her money and property was left to her daughter, to which she would have full control of when she turned 21. She had left her house in Washington Heights, which she had attained after her divorce from Gavin. It was a nice 4 bedroom brownstone house, to Bobby so that he could raise their daughter. He had spent a long time discussing this with Alex he wasn't too happy about accepting it. He had wanted to sell it and add it to Gwen's estate.
John Eames's had finally talked sense into him. They needed to find a bigger place to stay anyway, and he would always be able to hand it over to Gwen when she was old enough.
He also told Bobby that he would be a fool to not accept the $500,000 that Nicole had also left to him. It would let him settle all his debts and allow him to concentrate on his family.
In the end his family won over the decision, Bobby paid off his union credit loans and settled all of the medical bills that were still open from his mother.
Captain Hannah was unable to accept Bobby's request to fully leave the NYPD. Joe had received a promotion and would be taking over as the new Chief of Detectives in two week's time.
His first official duty as such was to promote Alex Eames to Captain of Major Case as his successor, as soon as she had sat her exams. Bobby would remain in the NYPD as a consultant. He would receive the same money as he did as a Detective, he would not be working all the crazy hours though. Which left him time for his daughter. John Eames had agreed to take over the 'nanny's' apartment in Bobby's house, and he would take over looking after his Granddaughter whenever her parents were unable to.
Everything had turned out perfectly. As soon as they had loaded the last boxes from Bobby's old apartment they would be finished with moving. In two days they would be able to take Gwen home from the hospital, Alex's adoption was just a formality. She had accepted Gwen as her own daughter, and it was obvious that she loved her to bits.
Bobby was a bit overwhelmed by his little family. It was all so new to him and all so perfect. He finally looked forward to their future together.
Dexter had also been able to return to Miami with his sister and his son, the news of Wallace's death had meant that he didn't need to intervene. He was just happy to return to his happy normal life and his blood splatter and playmates.
THE END.