Well, let's see if Liz can wrap up this case without anybody's help. And trust me, I did have a reason for adding Dawson in the other chapter, so be ready to hear from him again real soon. Well, not too soon, but soon. Let's put it like that, leave it like that, and continue with this story...
Liz continued her plan, going onto Samantha's street. She walked up to the door.
"There's nothing." Liz said, aloud.
Suddenly, she heard a gunshot below her feet. And exactly, below her feet. She tiptoed around, searching for something that could take her down. Finally, she found a sledge hammer.
"Not the cleanest of entrances, but oh well." She said, holding the hammer high above her head, preparing herself for the fall. The hammer hit the boards and shattered them. She felt herself fall down with the boards. But, luckily, she caught herself and landed on her feet.
"Oh, how nice of you to join us." Said Samantha.
"Why are you doing this?" Asked Liz.
"Well, if you must know, you are a cold-hearted murderer." Said Samantha.
"She's right, kind of." Said Remy.
"How?" Asked Liz.
"Do these two names ring a bell? Jarred? Jimmy, perhaps?" Asked Samantha.
"But, I don't get it, what does that have to do with you?" Asked Liz.
"They were my husband and son." Said Samantha, looking blissful and sad.
"Well, how could I have known that. And even so, they deserved what they got. They were nothing but deranged psychopaths." Said Liz. Suddenly, Samantha started laughing hysterically. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she held up the gun.
"And so are you." Liz said, staring at Samantha.
Everything seemed to happen at once. The gun went off, but Liz jumped out of the way of the gun. Liz stood, up against the wall. Samantha aimed the gun again, and fired. Liz dodged her head, and suddenly, Remy, Basil, Olivia, Ginger, and John were freed.
Where Liz's head was, there was the release button. So, in case you were wondering, when Liz moved her head, the bullet struck the button, short-circuiting it, and setting them all free.
Ginger flung herself at Samantha. The gun fell out of range, and somehow, all of them dog-piled on Samantha. Except for Basil and Liz.
"Good job, dear." He said, hugging her.
"I learned from the best, remember?" She said back.
Basil and Liz went home, and Remy and Olivia returned to their rightful spots at Flaversham residents. John walked Ginger home, and they argued about it, not wanting to leave eachother alone.
Finally, Liz was able to rest her head against her pillow.
"Elizabeth." Came a voice. Liz looked around, wondering, just wondering, who could be calling her by her full name. Suddenly, a figure appeared, surrounded by a light that was so bright, you could not see the figure's face.
"Elizabeth." Said the figure again, in a singing voice, one of a woman's.
"What do you want." asked Liz, frightened enough as it was.
"Elizabeth dear. Dawson's fears were far more worst than they seemed. You must help him find a cure."
Elizabeth woke up in a cold sweat. Dawson? Dawson had been home with his sick wife. Could the sickness really be that bad???? Well, all Liz knew was that she was sure to find out soon.
Alright, that's the end. Hope you guys enjoyed because, frankly, I really want to get started on that other story. oh, and just so I don't confuse you, I may add the whole sickness thing in with the idea for the other story, but frankly, the whole sickness thing wasn't suppose to come to mind until the end of the next story. Oh well, I'm probably worrying over nothing and getting ahead of myself. Anywho, please read and review and I'll get started on the next story after I write my MD fic, because I really need to write that one. It was the whole reason I made my pen name Nosedivefan01 in the first place... Sorry, I'm rambling. R&R and I'll get back to this as soon as I can.
