Alright, back and hope to get crackalackin... lol.... got that from my buddy... okay, here I go with the story... a big cliffhanger so guessng you all want the rest from teh cliffhanger.
Liz looked fearfully towards her father, and Basil muttered a few curses before looked back at Ratigan.
"I'm waiting." said Ratigan, looking at Basil expectanctly.
Suddenly, the lizard holding Liz, kicked the knife from Ratigan's hands and released Liz. Bill pulled a gun on Ratigan, and Ratigan froze looking very surprised. At about that moment, Basil and Remy ran up the stairs seeing their chance. Remy grabbed Liz, and she fell into his arms willingly.
"Don't worry babe, we'll get you all fixed up." He said, reasurringly.
she looked up at him for a moment before completely passing out.
"Oh dear." He said. Suddenly, without anyone able to see it, Ratigan took the gun from Bill, and Bill put his hands up in defense walking over to join the group.
"So, who's first." he said, pointing the gun at the group.
"You are." came an unfamiliar voice, and suddenly Sabrina jumped through him, and on her way grabbed the gun. She gave it to Basil, who aimed at Ratigan.
"Any last words?" asked Basil, holding up the gun.
"One day men will look back and say I created the 21st Century." He said.
"You won't even make it." said Basil, pulling on the trigure. The gun shot awoke Liz, and she looked around, somewhat in a cold sweat. She saw Ratigan fall to the ground. She tried to stand up by herself, but couldn't, and Remy had to support her.
"What happened?" she asked, looking at her father.
"I would have loved to have seen him behind bars, or hanged, or something. Not like this." He said, nearly to himself.
"Did you kill Ratigan?" asked Liz.
"Once and for all. Jack the Ripper, Ratigan, is dead, no more to hurt anyone ever again." He said, walking out the door, shaking all the way. Bill walked over.
"I'm free." He muttered, and Liz jumped on him, hugging him.
"Thanks. I Knew you had guts somewhere inide." she said, smiling. Remy came up behind her.
"Oh sure, the lizard gets a hug, and I don't?" He questioned.
"The lizard stopped a knife from peircing this beautful neck." she said.
"Excuse me? The lizard has a name." said Bill, and they all laughed, no matter how badly it hurt Liz.
"Let's go home, Remy." she said, turning back to her love, as they shared a kiss.
"Thank god you showed up, Sabrina." said Remy, looking over Liz's head to be able to talk to the ghost.
"I think I'm done." she said, looking around her and looking towards the ceiling.
"Thank you." she said, before evaporating completely into thin air.
"Finally at rest?" asked Remy.
"Finally at rest." Liz confirmed, walking out to where her father sat, staring at the ground as rain began to pour down.
"We defeated Ratigan." she said, trying to get him to feel just a little better about what he had to do.
"That hardly matters. It wasn't meant to happen like that. I had to decide whether or not I really should pull the trigger. I had to think of the all the horribe things he's done before I could." He said, looking up as Liz sat by him, awkwardly because of her wound.
"We should get tht looked at." said Basil.
"Good job changing the subject." she muttered, and Basil let out a light laugh. Bill and Remy walked out at about that moment.
"So, no longer a thug?" asked Basil, standing up to greet the lizard.
"Oh hell no." said Bill, laughing. He still could hardly believe he no longer had to serve the napoleon of crime.
"Come on, Lizzy." said Basil, pulling her up and helping her along to Max, who waited patiently for them.
"We'll go to , don't worry. I dare not take you to a hospital. You'll freak." He added as they mounted the dog. Remy climbed on behind them and Bill walked on down the street, going to live the rest of his life in freedom.
Upon arriving at the doctor's house, they found every light in the house on.
"Strange. Especially at this time, for the doctor to be up." said Basil, knocking on the door.
"Sorry, I cannot take any visitors at the moment" came a quickened voice from within the househeld, not even looking to see who it was.
"Pretty please. I'll only ask this nicely once." Yelled Basil, and Dawson obviously recognized the tone of his voice, for just five seconds afterwards, Dawson opened the door. He had sweat on his brow, and had black circles under his eyes, and his hair was a matted mess.
"You look as if you haven't slept in weeks." said Basil, observing.
"It's my wife. She's been severely sick." He said.
"Still?" asked Liz, astonished. "I would have thought you found a cure by now."
"by now?" questioned Basil, a little left out.
"Remember that crazed bitch had you locked up in her basement?" asked Liz, referring back to his old girlfriendish psychopath.
"yeah." He said, waiting for her to continue.
"That's how long it's been." she said.
"Holy good god!" said Basil, turning back to the doctor.
"As I said before to Liz. This is unlike any disease I've ever experienced in all my medical history. I'm afraid this is just the beginning of something most horrible." Dawson said, as he looked at the detectives, who looked back at him in awe. A disease no one knew about. For all they knew, it could kill anyone if it got bad enough, and it was unknown to Dawson, one of he best in all of London. This was probably only going to get worse.
Okay, finished my story as hoped for.... and I had hoped to get the disease in the last story, but that never happened so whatev. Obviously got it in now, so yeah, awesome!!! lol... I'll get started on the other one asap...