Wish Upon A Star
xStarletx
A/N: Here we are! Chapter 3 Are you guys excited?? Ohh you learn more about Starlet's past and Saber is still Badass!!! ^w^ Well guys I hope you like it, review if you do! Check out my profile for better descriptions for all my stories, maybe there'll be something else you like =P Here we go hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 3
By the time Stella got back to hospital Starlet and her gang of pet thieves was gone.
"How could you lose an injured teenager?" Stella asked the nurse who had been in charge. The blonde seemed flustered, but definitely she had something else to worry about.
"She was asleep when I made my first rounds. When I came back an hour later she was gone." The nurse explained.
"Did she leave anything?" Stella asked. The nurse shrugged, Stella took that as a no.
"How about her DNA, do you have a file we can cross reference?" Stella questioned again. The nurse looked up to her, apparently she was past frustrated now.
"No, nothing, she burnt her files, that's why we didn't notice she was gone right away. She also took a generous amount of the drug she was prescribed probably to sell to her street buddies!" The nurse cried.
"What drug did she take?" Stella asked. The nurse sighed and rubbed her temples as she tried to remember.
"Vicodin for the pain." She replied after a lengthy paused. Stella thanked her for her troubles, and then asked if she could look at the room. Luckily Stella managed to get a few good fingerprints and a couple strands of hair. Stella smirked, Starlet wasn't going to get away that quickly, she was closing in on who she really was.
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It was when John stormed into the office that Mac realized something was wrong.
"I just thought you'd liked to know that your little press conference with the 'Do you know this girl' bullshit sent her running for the hills. She left a message on my answering machine telling me she's scared her dad saw and will be on the way to get her. Now I have to send the man power I was going to use to avenge my father to go and find her before she does some damage to herself!" John cried. Mac looked up.
"Avenge your father?" He asked. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, where do you think she's gone?" Mac asked. John sighed as if Mac had asked the stupidest question.
"Would I have people out looking for her if I knew that?" He asked Mac. Mac chose to ignore the sarcasm and contempt.
"Well, were would she find safe?" Mac asked. John ran a hand through his dark brown hair.
"I suppose she'd track down Ricky, but I haven't seen or heard from him since I kicked him out a month ago. She told me she hadn't seen him either, but she could have been lying, he was persistent and he liked her, he had a habit of stalking her." John explained.
"So, she would be looking for Ricky?" Mac asked for clarification.
"But I don't know if he's even talking to her, he was pretty angry when she let me throw him out." John sighed. Mac sat himself down.
"I think you need to tell me what happened." Mac demanded indicating to John to sit down. John took the seat opposite him and began the tale.
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She had gotten off work early that day, she had been working long hours and Marco could tell that she was tired. She had been accompanying John and friends out to their late night parties, the people pleaser that she was, she just couldn't say no. She went out of her way that day to pick up pet products. A few months ago she had bought a bed for both Saber and Trixie, and a cage for Lancelot to play in, of course the door never closed. Today she'd need to pick up food and new toys, surprises for her constant companions. When she returned home she found a few messages waiting for her, three from John asking where she was, one from Marco asking how she felt, and to take the day off tomorrow, and four from John's cousin Astrella telling her that she had no choice but to go shopping with her tomorrow. Starlet made a mental note to call each of them back. She was making herself dinner when the someone rang the doorbell. Starlet wiped her hands on the apron she put on and rushed to the door. Probably John making sure she wasn't whisked away by Ricky again.
Starlet threw open the door, there they were, the tightly knit group she used to be a part of. There was Scraps, a small chubby child the youngest of the group in clothes too many sizes too big, his short blond hair was matted with grime and what was possibly blood his blue eyes were frantic. Then Bugs the second oldest, he had long brown hair and was considered the muscle of the group. He was holding up Ricky who couldn't seem to keep his head up. Starlet could only see the top of his black hair, his side was bleeding profusely. Holding him up on the other side was Vena, the other girl of the group, she was devious and lethal, she had her eyes set on Ricky, she had long blonde hair and acid green eyes.
"What happened?" Starlet cried, rushing toward them, She ripped her new apron off and pressed it to Ricky's side. His eyes found her, his searching brown eyes.
"I got into a little fight." He whispered to her, blood was dripping from his mouth.
"Get him inside!" Starlet ordered ushering them inside. Saber was up in a flash watching them drag Ricky into her room.
"Well look at this, pent house suit, plasma screen TV, Blu Ray and DVD player and Designer Clothes? No one would guess you're from the streets." Vena snarled. Starlet turned to her.
"Saber." Starlet cried, nodding towards her. Saber was on his feet in seconds growling and barking pushing Vena towards the door. Starlet turned away from them and ran into the room. He was lying on the bed, Scraps was beside her.
"Is he going to die Star?" He asked her, holding onto her sleeve.
"I don't know. I need to take his shirts off." Star told them. With their help she managed to peel the layers off. She surveyed the damage, she took a deep breath and left the room.
"What are you doing? Go in there and help him!" Vena cried from her perch on the kitchen island. Saber, who had dragged his bed over to the island, looked up from his paws and growled. Starlet ignored her and picked up the phone. She dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up.
"Hey, Doctor Goldman, it's Star. No john is fine, but I do need help, how quickly can you get here?" Starlet asked the man on the other side. She agreed to whatever time he said he'd be there and then hung up. Vena was furious.
"Doctor? You called a Doctor? Are you crazy?" She cried launching herself off of the island and towards the bedroom door. "Guys, come on we've got to go! She's called a doctor, and none of us want to get back into the system!"
"But he's a mob doctor! Complete Discretion! I promise!" Starlet argued, pushing past Vena, the boys exchanged glances. "If you don't listen to me he'll die! Is that what you want?" Needless to say the boys decided to stay.
Doctor Goldman was a wiry old man, with steady wrinkled hands. He stood over Ricky for a moment before taking out a needle.
"What are you going to give him?" Starlet asked him, she was kneeling beside Ricky holding his hand.
"It's morphine so he won't feel me stitching him up." Goldman replied. Ricky groaned, he had been slipping in and out of consciousness. His head turned to Starlet.
"You don't have to stay with me." He whispered to her. Starlet smiled.
"But I will." She told him, Ricky smiled before the morphine took hold and he slipped into relaxed sleep. Doctor Goldman worked fast, stitching up his side in no time one it was established that an internal organ had indeed not been hit. He left a bottle of little yellow pills to help Ricky cope with whatever discomfort he'd have and his card so Ricky could come for a checkup in a few weeks.
With Ricky safe and sound and finally out of harm's way Starlet curled herself up to his uninjured side and fell asleep beside him.
In the morning she woke up early and made everyone breakfast, Bugs had fallen asleep on the couch, Vera was sleeping on the duvet, Scraps was sleeping beside Saber in the pet bed Starlet had got him. He lifted his head and yawned, then rested his head back on Scrap's shoulder. Starlet smiled and continued to make food for her companions. She wanted them to have a good meal for once, and she was going to make it. She finished the meal and set the small table she had, and then woke everyone else but Ricky up.
"Thanks Starlet!" Scraps cried digging into his pancakes.
"What are we having?" Ricky asked from the door. He was leaning against the doorframe watching everyone with hooded eyes.
"Get back in bed!" Starlet ordered, heading towards him, her hands flattened against his chest and pushed him back into the room. The door shut behind them and Ricky scooped her up into his arms, crushing his lips to hers. He moaned against her mouth, running a hand through her flaming tresses.
"I've missed you so much." Ricky whispered to her. Starlet smiled against his lips.
"I've missed you too." She confessed to him.
"Yea well I haven't." Someone snarled from the door. Starlet turned and found John boring down on them.
"You didn't think the mob doctor would change me for the services?" John asked her.
"He needed help." Starlet pleaded exchanging glances between John and Ricky.
"Then you should have let him die." John snarled. Ricky pushed Starlet out of the way and came face to face with John.
"What you scared she'll choose me over you?" Ricky challenged.
"You could never protector, not a good as me. If you were a good protector she would have never made it to my dad's bakery." John countered. Ricky grimaced.
"She ran from me! I tried to track her down! Let's see you manage to track her down after she runs from you." Ricky cried.
"Get out." John snarled. Ricky stood firm in his spot.
"I won't leave until she tells me to leave." Ricky told him. John's face contorted into a grimace of what Starlet knew was pure rage. Starlet stepped in front of Ricky.
"Please, John, he's hurt. He can leave when he's better." Starlet promised him. John looked up from Starlet's pleading face, to Ricky's triumphant smile.
"You've been a thorn in my side since the day we got Star. You best pray you never upset her, 'cause the day you do will be the happiest day of my life." John vowed, and then left them in the apartment.
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"About a week later Vena tried to kill Starlet, Saber bit her pretty hard on the leg. We found out that it was Vena who tried to stab Ricky, they were having another argument about his obsession with Star. He told Vena to find a new crew to hang with, and a few days after that Ricky left." John explained. Mac hmmed at him.
"When was that?" Mac asked him.
"About a month ago." John replied.
"Do you think she was sleeping with him?" Mac asked. John shrugged.
"Sexual encounters scared the shit out of her, she'd start shaking and freaking out, I know he tried and that's why she ran from him, I don't know if Ricky caused the reaction or her father did, but I'm leaning towards her father." John clarified. Mac thought this over.
"Why do you think that?" Mac questioned. John sighed.
"If he is the cause of her fear then why would she let him back into her life right?" John assumed. Mac nodded.
"Well then I suppose we should look for Ricky then, if that's whom she assume can help her now." Mac told him. John scoffed.
"When I find her I'm going kick Ricky's ass and then take Starlet to a safe house." John confided. Mac nodded.
"We'll need your help find her father." Mac told him. John shook his head.
"Why would you need to find him huh? You're not sending her back to him, I won't let you." John warned him.
"I want to put him to justice, make sure he's not preying on other young girls." Mac admitted. John's eyes narrowed.
"I could never get her to tell me her real name, or where she was from. How do you expect to figure it out?" John taunted him.
"We have forensic behind us, sort of like you have your underlings. If you can get me some of her DNA I could pinpoint her to a missing persons file. He'd want to find her no matter who he'd have to go to. Chances are I could pinpoint her and bring him in." Mac informed him. John nodded.
"Do I get a piece of this mother fucker?" John asked.
"If we can get him into jail you and your boys can have all the fun you want with him." Mac whispered. John smiled deviously he thanked Mac and then left. Mac picked up the phone and called for Flack to meet him in the foyer. On the way out he met with Stella.
"Starlet's gone." She told him.
"I know, she saw the news coverage on her and panicked. She's hiding from her father." Mac explained. Stella ran to catch up with his longer strides.
"How did you know that?" Stella asked him.
"John told me, she called him last night and left a message with him." Mac told her.
"Well she burnt her files and stole a whack-load of Vicodin. But she didn't clear out her room, I've got finger prints and hair." Stella confided. Mac smiled.
"Very good, then you can run it through AFIS and figure out who Starlet really is." Mac ordered. Stella nodded.
"What are we going to do when we figure it out?" She asked him, she had been in the system her whole life, she understood what Starlet was going through.
"We're going to bring her father to justice, see what really happened to her." Mac told her. Stella nodded.
"I'll call you if I get anything." Stella told him Mac nodded as the elevator doors closed.
When Mac got downstairs he found Flack talking into his walkie talkie.
"They've got the girl, she just stopped off at her apartment, she's got the whole gang with her and she's running." Flack told him.
"Did you tell them not to use force on her? She's done nothing wrong." Mac asked him. Flack nodded, they were in the car seconds later, speeding towards the chase.
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This was his first chase, and the girl he was chasing was faster than he could have imagined. But Roy Baytie wasn't going to give him. The girl skidded to a stop at an alley way, she glanced back at him.
"Stop! Or I'll shoot!" Roy screamed at her. The girl's eyes narrowed and she disappeared down the alleyway. When Roy got to the turn he saw the girl jump off a dumpster, grabbing a high hanging ladder bar and with a swing she flew over the fence, landing with ease on the other side. She turned back to Roy's flabbergasted face, and in his moment of shock the dog came crashing out of nowhere knocking him to the ground. Roy waited for the teeth to sink in but the dog didn't stay on him long. The dog bounded over the fence in a move that seemed strangely familiar, when Roy picked himself up he was joined by the others.
"What did you do?" Flack asked him. Roy gasped for air.
"I was in pursuit." Roy answered. The other man, probably a CSI watched Starlet round the corner on the other side with the dog following after her.
"What did you say to her?" Flack asked.
"I told her to freeze, or I'd shoot. It was like she took it as a challenge." Roy confessed. The man turned and found cornered Roy.
"What do you mean?" He asked her.
"She showed off, she did this aerial flip off the dumpster using the ladder as a swing to get over the fence. And that dog, I think he's a police dog, he cleared the fence, you know climbed over. I've never seen anything like that. Street kids don't usually have dogs that well trained or the skills to do anything like that." Roy explained. Mac thanked him and began to walk away.
"What are you thinking?" Flack asked him.
"That Starlet's related to a cop." Mac told him.
"You think a cop abused her?" Flack asked, he didn't like the sound of that, a dirty cop no one did.
"I don't know, but one doesn't get that close to a police dog without being part of that family." Mac told him.
"I know that as well as I do, but you don't think it's the father do you?" Flack asked.
"Who knows, we'll have to figure out who she is first." Mac told her. Flack ran a hand over his stubble.
"She can't be more then 16." He whispered.
"But she's smart of her age… too smart." Mac mused. He turned away from Flack, they needed to learn more about her, and it all lay in her past.