A/N: I'm back from my vacation and I'm giving you all a short new chapter in order to give you a glimpse of what's going to happen in the next view chapters that will be posted very soon (hopefully) and to satisfy your curiosity that you'll had to keep under control during my vacation. *Grin*
Disclaimer: don't own Num3rs or their characters. Unfortunately
Pretty when you're……helpless.
This wasn't supposed to happen! Staring numbly at an unconscious and bleeding Don, the man rubbed a hand across his bruised face. What a mess, he had calculated everything, had planned even the smallest details….but he had not thought that a situation like this could happen. God what a mess……how was he going to fix this?
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Don's awakening this time was for once not the result of the prickling of his skin. This time it was the an enormous headache that woke him up. That… and something else…or rather…someone else.
Lying very still with his eyes closed Don struggled to regain his thoughts. Carefully reaching for his head he was startled when someone slapped his hand away. "Hold still, I'm almost done..just a couple more stitches and I'm done. Damn I guess it was to much trouble for you to stay unconscious for a few more minutes."
Automatically obeying the command Don slowly lowered his hand, he could feel that he was lying on something soft, probably the same bed in which he had woken up. His head was spinning and he felt like he was about to throw up. Shuddering he struggled to open his eyes in order to see the one who was fixing him up, realizing due to the tone of the voice that this guy was not the same as the one who kidnapped him, there had been a scared note in his tone that didn't match the other guy. But when he finally managed to open his eyes he saw nothing but darkness. Before Don could start to panic however he realized that there was a cloth covering his head. Trying to make sense of everything, he considered the man words and took a deep breath.
"Where's…….?" trailing off Don thought of a dozen different words….where's the kidnapper….attacker…..nut?
The shivering voice answered as in reading Don's mind " that nut job? Right outside the door just hold one a minute and I will tell you everything I know."
"Nut job?"
"Yes, and I fear for what he's going to do to us. I'm Greg Wing and I'm a physician from a nearby town. Yesterday this guy appeared out of nowhere at my practice forcing me to come with him after..." Don could hear Greg's voice starting to break… "After he shot my nurse. I can only thank god there weren't any patients in the waiting room. But I fear for our lives boy. I mean you could have been killed! The damage to your head is extensive. But luckily for you: instead of dying you've only been unconscious for most of the day. It took me an awfully lot of stitches to close the gap in it! And with those words Don could feel the cloth covering his head being pulled away.
Carefully rolling onto his side, Don blinked a few times to clear his sight. But to his shock he still could not see anything. "Doc. I can't see anything. Why can't I see?
TBC
A/N: hey at least he's not unconscious this time!!!