Chapter 16

Nick's pov

"Screech!"

The sound of skidding tires filled my ears as my hands quickly jerked at the wheel trying to steady the car. The rain was coming down in buckets as the roads appeared to be one big slippery mess. I could almost see Monroe clenching the sides of his seat, anticipating the worst as Rosalee was griping the side of her door for balance. The world passed by in a blur as we spun, instantly colliding with the first possible object. The only sounds that echoed were the screams coming from Monroe and Rosalee and the unmistakable noise of a car crash.

As the truck spiraled I could immediately feel the force of smashing into the oncoming car. The driver's side quickly became one with the front of the large oncoming van, jerking us all to the left in surprise and fear. Moving just a bit I could finally feel the car begin to stop, finally running out of room to spin. My eyes drifted closed in pain, an aggressive pounding coursing through my body. The back and forth of the windshield wipers were the last thing that I saw before the world slowly went black.

Monroe's pov

So much spinning. I moved my head side to side, silently checking myself to see if I was still alive. I slowly lifted my arm to see if I could get out of the car. The side of the door still looked alright, nothing blocking the exit way. It was Nick and Adalind who were trapped in because of the other car. Adalind. That witch managed to pull one more trick; one that could have killed us all. Oh no, Rosalee! I quickly tried to turn in my seat but the position didn't allow me to do so. I slowly unbuckled my seat belt and looked over to Nick, ignoring the searing pain that coursed through my body. His head was down, leaning just above the steering wheel.

"Nick?" I asked.

I received no response. I heard no noise around me as I frantically began to pull open my door.

"Aw man! Not good!" I said to myself as I stepped into the pouring rain on wobbly legs.

Using the side of the car for balance I made my way over to the side door and quickly whipped it open. Unbuckling her seatbelt I lifted Rosalee out of the car and brought her over to the sidewalk. I could hear the sirens coming now as people watched from the sidelines as the horror unfolded right in front of them. They had seen the crash. They had seen the light flash right in front of peoples very eyes. They stood frozen to their spots, hands covering their mouths in shock as the other tightly clutched an umbrella to keep themselves dry.

"Rosalee!" I called as I cupped her face.

She appeared so delicate, almost asleep. Her still face kept the nervous feeling bubbling up inside of me. She can't be dead. Nick can't be dead. I can't live without them, they've become my family. I could feel my hair sticking to my forehead as my hand cupped her face. The police cars were closer now as their sirens filled the ears of those around us. My thumb slowly stroked her cheek; luckily the rain was able to hide the tears that stroked down my face.

The cars skidded to a stop as the officers filed out, quickly approaching the car collision. I watched as Hank quickly emerged from his own vehicle.

"Nick!" I heard him shout as he sprinted to the truck, instantly recognizing it as well as the other officers I'm assuming he works with.

Suddenly I felt something move in my hand. Rosalee was squeezing her eyes shut as she slowly shook her head, attempting to sit up.

"What happened?" she asked as she pressed her drenched palm to her head, opening her eyes to see me towering over her with her in my arms.

"Don't worry, you're going to be alright," I said reassuringly.

"Where's Nick?" she asked quickly.

"He's in the car. They're getting him right now," I stated shakily, hoping that he was going to be just fine.

"What about Adalind?" she questioned as she began to sit up.

Adalind. Through this whole mess I hadn't even thought to see if she was alive, or even still in the car. She rapidly processed my silence and stood up from the ground, with me helping her up. Together we walked over to the car to see Adalind still passed out in the back seat in what appeared to be a highly uncomfortable position and slowly coming to.

"We have to go," Rosalee whispered.

What was she talking about? Leave? Nick needed our help!

"They don't know who we are. You're just the guy who helped with an investigation," she stated upon seeing my questioning face.

The realization hit me as I had forgotten that they didn't know what we are. I grabbed her hand and the two of us speed walked down one of the closest streets, not drawing attention to ourselves in the process. Most of the commotion was centered around the two cars anyway. Once we were safely hidden the two of us watched from the sidelines as the rest of the story unfolded, feeling completely useless as we were unable to help our friend.

Nick's pov

"Nick! Nick!"

I slowly shook my head to the side as the voices began to penetrate my senses. I recognized them from somewhere. My eyes blinked rapidly as I opened them being met with the pouring rain. Around me stood Hank, Wu and the Captain. I could feel the pavement underneath me as I tried to move to a sitting position.

"You're alive. You had me so worried, man," Hank said happily.

A small smile graced my face as I sat up with their help, each watching me carefully to make sure I was alright. With a quick nod they averted their attention back to my truck. An officer was slowly removing Adalind from my car. They must have moved the other vehicle to get inside to us.

"Adalind?" Hank questioned.

"Yeah, I was bringing her in for transport. She was suspected for kidnapping," I said, attempting not to give away too much information as well as the whole truth.

Her eyes were beginning to open as I heard someone say that she would be brought to the hospital just to make sure that she was alright, and then sent back down to the station. An officer climbed into the ambulance as they pulled away, making sure that nothing else would be happening tonight. I inhaled a good steady breath until I finally realized that Monroe and Rosalee were nowhere to be found. My eyes searched frantically for the duo as I felt the phone buzz from inside my pocket. It was Monroe.

Text from: Monroe

"Don't' worry. We're safe. We can see you."

An instant relief flooded through my veins as I now knew that they were just fine; maybe a little banged up like I am, but alive. I started to walk over towards Hank's car knowing he would give me a ride home considering mine wasn't really drivable at the moment. Just as my hand gripped the handle to the side door I felt something. Something was out of place. I quickly whipped my head around hoping that I would be able to see something out of all of this rain. A black flash darted back into the shadows causing me to jump into his car and wait for Hank to take his place as well. Monroe and Rosalee would probably be heading back to the shop, and once Hank returns then I'll finally be able to get out of here. One thing was for sure. I needed to have a special chat with a certain someone.

Hi! I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone that has been following with me throughout this story. I hope that you have all been enjoying it. I have loved writing this story and the end won't be for some time so don't fear if you think this is me saying good-bye. Feel free to comment because I already have the next chapter ready. The faster you guys comment the sooner it will be updated. Thanks so much for reading and who think's they know what was watching them? At least Nick's alive and you will definitley see more of Monroe and Rosalee. Thanks again!