Gabby had just arrived at the crime scene. She went over to Dolph.
"Let me guess." She said. "The victim has possible signs of sexual assault, she was beaten and her throat was slit?"
"Yeah."
"What's her name?"
"Erica Bon." "She put up quite a fight." "There's droplets of blood leading away from the crime scene."
"The killer's blood."
"I think so." "Samples are being sent to the lab as we speak."
"Did the victim have a weapon?"
"I checked." "No trace." "I'm guessing in the struggle she tried to take the knife and cut a part of the killer's body."
"Smart." "If the blood is the killer's we'll finally have something to go on." "We'll run it through our files and hopefully get a hit." "If and when that happens I'll do everything in my power to make sure this sick bastard gets the electric chair." She took out her cell phone and called down to the forensics lab. "Hello this is Detective Cena, homicide." "As soon as you get the blood sample results for case number 0985678235 I would like to be notified." "Thank you."
Gabby got home at around 9:30 that night. John was sitting on the couch.
"Hi baby." She said.
"Hey." She went over and sat down next to him. They kissed.
"How was your day?"
"Stressful." "I'm glad to be home." Gabby noticed a big bandage on John's palm. "Oh my god, what happened?"
"To what?"
"To the palm of your hand."
"Oh it's nothing."
"What happened John?"
"At work one of our copiers got jammed." "I was trying to fix it and sliced my hand on one of the sharp pieces on the inside."
"Did you go to the hospital?"
"Yeah." "They gave me five stitches."
"Why didn't you call me honey?"
"It wasn't a big deal." "I'm fine."
"Call me next time."
"I will I promise." "I can't wait to move next week."
"Me either."
The next Friday Gabby and John were moving into their house. Dolph was helping them. Gabby was holding a box.
"Gabby what are you doing?" John said.
"Carrying this box into the house."
"Not this box it's way to heavy." He took it from her. She went over to Dolph.
"He's being way to overprotective."
"Well you are pregnant." Dolph said.
"Yeah I'm pregnant." "Not dead. John came back out to get another box. He was by the car. Gabby's cell phone started to ring. "Hello?" "Yes this is Detective Cena." "Great." She hung up. "Yes." She said smiling. "There were two blood types at the Erica Bonn murder scene Dolph." "One was type A that was Erica's." "The other is type AB Positive." John dropped the box he was holding. Gabby looked at him. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah it just slipped out of my hands."
A few hours later everything is unloaded. Dolph had went down to the precinct to cross-check all AB Positive blood types in the database. Gabby and John had just finished unpacking for the day. They were laying on the couch together.
"It's gonna be so great living here." John said.
"Yeah."
"Now we just need one more thing." He rubbed her stomach. She looked up at him and smiled.
"I love you John."
"I love you too Gabby." They kissed.
Three days had passed. Dolph found lots of AB Positive matches in the system but none that matched the criteria of the Manhattan Slasher. It was nighttime Gabby and John were in bed. Gabby was asleep. John couldn't sleep. He sat up in bed.
"No!" "Stop!" "Please stop!" He thought.
Flashback
John was five. He was in his house running from his mom. She was high and drunk like she always was. John ran upstairs and hid in his bedroom closet. He could hear his mom coming up the stairs. She was in his room.
"I know you're in here John." She said. "Come to mommy you little prick." "Where are you?" A few seconds later she opened up the closet. "Come here." She picked him up out of the closet.
"Mommy no!" "Please!" She threw him on the bed.
"You're a worthless little bastard!" "Just like your father!" She had a belt in her hand. She hit John repeatedly and he cried out in pain.
"No!" "Stop!" "Please stop!" "Please stop mommy I love you!"
After ten minutes she was done. John was in so much pain he could move. He was crying. His mom left the room and locked him in.
End Of Flashback
John got up and went into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. His urge to kill was back.
"No!" He thought. "I'll not gonna do it!" "I won't do it!" "I don't want to anymore." "I wanna be a normal person." "I want to raise a family with Gabby."
John washed his face. When he looked back up he saw his mom standing behind him in the mirror. Of course no one was really there. His mom died fifteen years ago.
"Hi mom." He said in his mind.
"Hi John."
"What are you doing here?"
"I just came to say congratulations." Gabby's very pretty and I'm getting a grandchild." "I'm sure my grandchild will be just like you a little bastard or a little bitch."
"Leave me alone."
"Leave you alone?" "That's what you're going to be John." "All alone." "Once Gabby finds out who you are you're going away."
"No." "I don't wanna do that anymore." "I want to be normal."
"Normal?"
"Yes normal mom, something you wouldn't know anything about."
"You think you know anything about normal?" "You're just like me."
"I'm not like you." "I'll never be like you."
"You're a killer." "My boy." "What do they call you again?" "Oh, that's right, the Manhattan Slasher." "We're not normal." "Do you think your kid will be normal?"
"It will." "I'm only like this because you made me this way."
"I made you this way?"
"You would beat me for no good reason." "Instead of protecting me from your drug dealer, pedophile boyfriends, you let them molest me for your fucking drugs."
"That's right John blame mommy because you're a sick psychotic bastard who rapes and kills."
"I don't want to damn it! "I don't want to!" "I want help but I can't get help without telling Gabby who I am."
"Gabby the love of your life." "The woman you stalked."
"I didn't stalk her." "I just printed up information." "That doesn't matter anymore. "I love her." "She makes me want to be better."
"You think she'll still love you when she finds out she's married, hell having the child of a lunatic."
"Go to hell you bitch!" "You're dead!" "Leave me alone!" He shut his eyes.
"You are alone." When John opened his eyes she was gone.
John went downstairs to his office. He got the key for the locked drawer. He unlocked it. Inside was a black sweatshirt, black boots, black gloves, his knife, condoms and newspaper clippings of all the murders. He moved all that and pulled out a prescription bottle that said Paxil on it. It was full. John opened it, took one and went back upstairs. He in bed next to Gabby and snuggled up to her. He put his hand on her stomach.
"I love you and your mommy so much." John thought. "I'm gonna be a good daddy to you." "I promise."
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