Abducted

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairly Odd Parents

Chapter 9

I woke up in a hospital. A nurse noticed and left to get the doctor. By the time the doctor came back I was aware that I was first off alive and that the nurse had called me Trixie.

I'm free? Oh I can't believe it, I'm free! I realized.

"Where am I?" I asked groggily.

"Dimmsdale Private Hospital, Miss Tang," the doctor said, "I'm Dr. Alan Mercer and we are all happy to see you alive and safe," he told me.

I was shot several times from behind? I thought, safe? I don't think so.

"I'm Nurse Lisa Ellis," Nurse Ellis introduced herself, "I'm so happy that you're here, I was one of those who volunteered in searching for you and I never gave up," the petite young blonde declared.

"Um thank you," I said carefully, "Dr. Mercer, how long have I been out?"

"Five months Miss Tang," Dr. Mercer said, "Miss Tang, your injuries were very severe and…" the middle aged man stopped mid sentence.

I immediately decided to sit up and check my face and legs. My hands went to my face and it seemed fine by way of touch. But I couldn't sit up. I couldn't move my legs.

Oh no. I felt it dawn on me.

"You're beginning to realize what's happening," Dr. Mercer said gravely, "we were lucky enough to fully restore movement in our arms and you're able to feel to your knees…"

"Stop," I said getting upset.

Dr. Mercer sighed as Nurse Ellis moved up and stroked my hair.

"Shh," she said.

"In short, Miss Tang, your body's too injured right now for you to move around on your own," Dr. Mercer continued, "the man who shot you definitely wanted dead or paralyzed if you ever survived," he revealed, "you had a less than thirty percent chance but you got lucky."

Some luck, I thought bitterly.

"I read…" Nurse Ellis began carefully, "the bullets are the type that don't exit and also do massive damage," she said, "but you'll recover, physical therapy will start and those instructors do wonders," she added.

"Thanks?" I said but it sounded like a question.

"Nurse Ellis is eager to help," Dr. Mercer said dismissively.

"Did the police find out anything about my attacker?" I asked eagerly.

"Very little," Dr. Mercer said, "according to the news he's in the wind but they tracked down records of him as a child in an orphanage in Norway," he told me, "he fell off the grid after that."

"Oh, thank you for telling me," I said, "so will physical therapy help me move again?" I asked, "can I ever walk?"

"Over the next two to three years there's a 45 percent chance you'll regain movement for your upper half," Dr. Mercer said, "add 10 more with your family resources," he continued, "but…you'll never walk again, over 90 percent unlikely."

My voice was caught in my throat. I was going to be cripple forever?

"But 55 percent for your upper half is still good," Nurse Ellis put in.

"Right," I said unconvinced, "who's visited me so far?" I asked to change the subject.

"Lawyers, family, and some teenagers including a cute brunette and blonde couple," Dr. Mercer listed, "the boy's name is Tad, I remember that much."

My heart sank. So Tad had really moved on without me. This day kept going for worse.

"Doctor!" a nurse cried from the doorway, "I was told Miss Denver on the third floor is giving us trouble again," she revealed, "oh she's awake…welcome back young lady," she said brightly.

I gave her a polite nod.

"Oh no, she's already weak from her latest stroke," Dr. Mercer said, "did she ask for me?"

"She wants no one else to take care of her," the nurse responded.

"I have to go, it's time for her medicine and she can't keep being so stubborn," Dr. Mercer declared, "I have to go Miss Tang, Nurse Ellis check her vitals before you go," he said and left with the other nurse.

I watched them go and sighed. Nurse Ellis closed the door and walked up to my monitor. I decided to relax but my eyes shot open when I suddenly felt a sharp pain.

"What are you doing?" I demanded when I realized Nurse Ellis was squeezing on the tubes sticking out my right arm, "doc…!"

"Do that and all your friends are dead," Nurse Ellis snapped but her voice was completely different. all the previous cute bubbliness in it was gone.

I recognize it now but her face… I thought.

"S...S…Serena?" I stuttered.

"Don't wear it out," Serena said with a grin, "I had a little surgery done as a free upgrade," she told me, "I needed a good pick me up after my tortures were completed since you ratted me out."

"R…no I didn't," I said.

"Don't bother lying, Greta told me everything including you making Delilah kill herself," Serena sneered.

"What?" I asked then it hit me like a ton of bricks, "Greta is the one responsible for that," I realized feeling sick to my stomach, "she may have even killed her for all we know," I continued, "and before you accuse me of ratting you out, she said Callie did that."

"After you bribed her with a date with your social society clients," Serena countered, "she was in tears when she confessed to Callie and I," she said, "who should we believe, Greta who's been with us or you who just dropped by before being whisked off into the high life."

My heart sank. There was no way for me to prove I didn't do it. Even Callie probably thought I was a conniving traitor.

"Greta visited me while I was being tortured in Mexico," Serena went on, "gave The Dean all kinds of promises and did things…how dare you accuse her," she snarled, "the girl who cried with me while I stretched, screwed, sliced and whatever else."

"Believe what you want," I gave up, "just know I'd never hurt you Serena," I said but she just snorted.

"I have a message so shut it and listen," Serena whispered leaning close, "talk and all your old friends are dead except that hot blonde Veronica," she said, "she'll be whisked off to Bolivia and whored for the remainder of her pathetic life," she snarled and I gasped.

"No."

"But," Serena said straightening up, "if you want a consolation prize here it is courtesy of our good old master The Dean," she stated.

"He's not my master," I said upset.

Serena just laughed at me before she continued.

"Whatever princess," Serena mocked, "the guys who took you in the first place, you'll be fingering them as your kidnappers and sellers," she continued, "you were sold in an abandoned lot and that red head boy took you a place you don't remember understand?" she told me, "Mr. Cutter was just someone escorting you around, you only know him as Uncle Tom and nothing more, got it?"

My shoulders sulked as I nodded. There was no true escape me. I was going to be haunted by this for the rest of my life.

(Present Day)

My kidnappers were charged and convicted just a few months later. The redhead Ricky glared at me from the defense table. He like the others knew I lied and put them in deeper than they actually were. But what did that matter? They deserved prison. I just regretted others like The Dean and Mr. Cutter along with the other cronies got away.

I exited the school and went out to the curb.

A smiling Timmy was waiting for me. During my years of recovery we found each other. Our wedding was less than a month a way.

I wheeled myself to the red Ferrari.

"Let's go home."

Story Completed.

Thank you everyone for all your support.