Chapter Four
Two Days Later
Matt and Emily walked into the CNU office, they immediately noticed that they were the last one's to arrive.
"Okay, since the lovebirds have decided to join us, we need to discuss a plan," Frank said.
"What do you have in mind?" Emily asked.
"I'm not sure, but I'm damn sick of this bastard hurting my friends," Frank spat.
"You and me both, but we've gotta be careful, make sure we stick together," Matt said, eyeing Lia, not sure how she got there.
"Don't worry, Frank picked me up," Lia said, noticing the look of concern in Matt's eyes.
"I think we should try and get this asshole out in the open," Frank said.
"You mean lure him out?" Matt asked.
"Yeah," Frank said.
"But how, he only goes after powerful, females," Matt said.
"Well, either one of those two will have to do the luring or, we'll have to make him come after us," Frank said.
"Well, he did try to attack me with Duff by my side," Lia said, her eye tearing up at the painful memory.
"True, okay, here's what we'll do," Matt said, as they all hudled up to discuss they're plan.
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"How are you doing Ms. Carrera?" the nurse asked, as she checked over Cheryl's stats.
"I'm fine, still sore," Cheryl said.
"Yeah, you'll be sore for a good while, luckily the knife didn't hit anything truly vital, it did however cause a large amount of internal bleeding. That is probably what caused you to code, and would explain any chest tightness or soreness of the chest," the nurse explained.
"Okay, ummm...how long did it take for them to revive me?" Cheryl asked.
"Only a couple of shocks, it really could have been worse," the nurse said.
"Like what, I could have actually died?" Cheryl asked, more sarcastically.
"Right," the nurse said.
"Look, you have a co-worker of mine in ICU, Duff Gonazlez. Is there any way I can go visit him?" Cheryl asked.
"I'm really not supposed to let you out of the bed. Your still healing," the nurse said.
"Please, he's a good friend, and I just want to see him," Cheryl pleaded.
"Okay, I'll see what I can do," the nurse said, leaving the room.
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"Em, be careful," Matt spoke softly in her earpiece.
"I will...Matt..I love you," Emily spoke even more softly.
"I love you too Em," Matt said, as he pictured her biting her bottom lip.
"Okay, we're ready," Lia said.
The guys had decided that if this sicko was willing to attack poor Lia, with Duff hanging all over her, then he definately wouldn't have a problem attacking two 'helpless' women. Unfornately for him, he doesn't know that two men are right around the corner, and that Emily is the opposite of helpless.
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"I talked to Dr. Simmons, he is allowing you one hour with Mr. Gonazlez," the nurse said.
"Thank You," Cheryl said.
The nurse wheeled the wheelchair over to Cheryl's bed, and helped her scoot off the bed, and into the chair. She wheeled her to the elevator, and pushed the button for the fifth floor.
A few minutes later the doors opened and the nurse pushed her out, and handed her off to one of the nurses on the fifth floor, and gave her the information from Dr. Simmons.
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"Mathers, keep your eyes peeled. Anyone looks even the slightest bit suspicious, tell us," Frank said, worried for his two friends.
"Same for you Em," Matt said, his hands shaking uncontrolably.
"I know, I know," Emily said.
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The nurse parked her wheelchair just beside Duff's bedside. She gasped at first, she had never seen the HRT Agent look quite so vulnerable. Not even when he was trying his next indenver to get Lia to go out with him.
He had thick white gauze popping out of the sides of the white cotton bandages. She felt a tear come to her eye, knowing that Duff was in this perdicament because he did everything in his power to save a co-worker, a friend.
"Hey there Duff, look you need to wake up. You need to for Lia's sake, she's a mess right now. She blames herself for what happened. You need to wake up for Frank's sake, he's getting really bad at teasing Matt and Emily, he needs your help. Even Matt and Emily need you to wake up. I need you to wake up...just please wake up," Cheryl said, her head laying foward, peering at the unconcious man in front of her.
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Emily turned to walk in the opposite direction.
"Lia," Emily said, trying to get her friends attention.
Emily turned back toward Lia when she heard a slightly pained scream.
"Shit, Lia," Emily screamed.
The man didn't have a mask on this time, as Emily peered into his deep blue eyes. She drew her gun, and took a shot, hitting him in the leg. He started to run away, as Frank and Matt came running toward them. Matt stayed back to check on Emily and to call an ambluence for Lia. Frank chased him down a couple of blocks before losing him.
"Yeah, this is Special Agent Matt Flannery, we need an ambulence on the corner of Fifth and Cresent, we have an Agent down," Matt said, before snapping the phone shut.
He looked at Emily, who was shaking uncontrolably. He then bent down, and examine Lia's stab wound.
"Hey, Lia, look at me," Matt said, removing the light jacket he had thrown on.
He placed it on her mid adobmen, placing a decent amount of pressure to the wound.
"Matt..." she coughed, blood spilling slightly from her mouth.
"Hang on Lia, the ambulence is on the way," Matt said, a tear pressing against his closed eyelids.
"Matt..." she coughed again.
"What is it?" Matt asked, leaning a little closer.
"Tell...D-D-Duff...that...I...A-A-A-Always...had...a...T-T-T-Thing...for...H-H-Him," she coughed before subcoming to the unconciousness.
"Matt, she's gonna make it right?" Emily asked, as she began to pace uncontrolably.
Matt looked up toward Frank, and motioned toward Emily. Frank sighed, not real sure what to do.
"Em, Mathers is a tough chick," Frank said.
Matt leant forward to feel for a pulse, 'Don't you dare die' Matt thought.
He felt a few places on her neck, before moving toward her wrist. He felt it for a minute, before picking up the slightest sound of a thumping heart.