Alright you guys, you've all waited really, really long on this new chapter and I'm really thankful for all your patience. I know that this story is a very slow going process but it's just really difficult for me to write right now because I'm really very busy (I even had to wipe the dust of my screen this morning when I turned on the computer). So yes the rest of the updates will be very slow!!
Precious when you're……………….all MINE!
He had waited long enough! The doctor he had taken had sworn that he could not help Don if HE was present…..snorting he thought that the good doctor was probably thinking that he would be killed just like that nurse of his, and he had to admit: the doctor was right. While he knew that Don needed help, after all the whole unconscious thing made that pretty obvious, he also knew that he couldn't let the doctor life when he had helped Don. Thinking about 'helping' and 'Don' in one sentence brought the man back to the present situation and his plan: taking the old man away from Don and killing him!
Not bothering to knock he barged into the room, just in time to see the doctor taking his hand of HIS Don. Seeing red he grabbed the doctor and dragged him of his precious. Ignoring the bewildering questions of Don and the way that he could not seem to see what was happening, or the screams of the doctor he dragged the old man away into the hallway and threw him against the wall.
"I told you to fix him not to feel him up, he is MINE!"
The older man lifted himself of the floor and ignoring the knowledge that he was about to die he started to scream. "Yes, I remember what you yelled at me right after you killed my nurse and dragged me away from my life. But I was just helping the poor man…after all it's not every day that you find out that you can't see!!!
Startled by the sudden aggressive behavior from the previously timid doctor, it took the man a second to understand what was being said. However after he finally understood that Don couldn't see anything! The man started to smile seeing a multitude of new scenarios flashing in his mind. Seeing the man's smile scared the doctor and convinced him even more that he had made the right decision to help the agent even as it would cost him his own life.
"So he can't see anything huh, doc? Any idea on if it is going to be permanent?"
Now really not liking what the man was implying but still answer truthfully in the false hope that maybe, just maybe he was wrong on how he was reading the reaction of this man; he said what he had already told the agent.
"The damage that the agent…I mean your Don suffered, caused a swelling in a part of his brain that is now pressing against the part that helps him to see, I don't know if this swelling is going to cause a permanent blindness. Since I don't have the necessary medical equipment to help me make an accurate diagnose this is the best I can do".
The man smiled…"well I'll take what I can get good doctor. Now it is time that I'm going to have to take you on a little trip", and with those words the man pulled a gun from his waistband and shot the doctor in the head.
Walking back into the room were his precious was now showing the first signs of a serious panic attack (well what could you expect: waking up and not being able to see, being helped by a man who was then dragged away closely followed up by the sound of a gunshot), he produced a needle from his pocket and quickly injected Don with a sedative. Next he carefully tucked him in bed, cuffing the wrists of his precious to the headboard. Seeing his baby resting so peacefully he couldn't resist himself to caress the sleeping mans hair before sliding down his cheeks to those o, so full lips. Getting lost in his fantasies his hands slowly drifted lower, only stopping when he heard Don give a little sigh when he got too low, shaking his head he backed away. 'No, the first time he and his precious would join it would be with both of them awake. Besides he still had some 'garbage' to dispose of.'
Location: 2 hours from where don is being held
He had driven far enough, the sedative he had given to Don would soon start to wear of and he really needed to get back before that happened to be able to calm Don. Nodding to himself, convinced that he had covered his tracks (to this point) sufficiently he pulled his car to the side. Carefully scouting the surrounding area he noticed that this truly was a perfect place to dump his 'garbage': a peaceful lake surrounded by trees hiding him from sight for possible curious eyes. Getting out of the car he popped the trunk and started to drag a large duffel out of it, after a couple of meters he stopped and threw it in a couple of bushes the bag in a lake that was filled with murky water. And while the bag slowly began to sink to the bottom, he smiled.
"Nobody touches my Don and lives…even when he gave me the perfect news" And with those words he turned around and walked back towards the car. Leaving the old doctor corpse packed in a duffel on the bottom of a lake behind.
And while that was indeed the end of the good doctor, it was also the start of the end for the trial that Don was experiencing…although he wouldn't notice it soon.
TBC….
A/N: I will finish this story!! But because I'm currently following a course for my work and I'm also working really odd hours due to these lessons and I the fact that I have to squeeze school, sport, family and friends into the remaining time. So updates will be very slow! I try to update as soon as possible but to give you a fair warning: it will be slow!