Chapter Six
I quickly got everything ready, and I started thinking about what I would say to Spencer. I couldn't lie to him; Watson and even Holmes were in agreement about that. Thus it was that we spent the whole car drive to the hospital thinking about what we would say to him. We got to Medical City and I jumped out of the car. I barely waited for Holmes and Watson; I was in such a frenzy. I hurried inside the hospital and paused beside the desk; catching my breath. "We're here to see Spencer Wade," I informed the receptionist. I ran to the elevator, leaving Watson trying to catch up and Holmes yelling at me to slow down. Breathless, I keeled beside Spencer's bed.
"Spence. Spence, wake up- I'm here," I said between gasps.
"I'm awake, Rie," He whispered faintly, slowly opening his deep blue eyes. I was relieved to see they had recovered some of their vigor.
"I need you to meet some people, Spence. They need to hear what you have to say as well. They are who they say they are, Spencer. You must believe me."
"Rie, just tell me who they are. I'll believe ya. Ya know I will." He said with a sigh.
I moved aside to show him my companions. "Spencer, meet Sherlock Holmes and Doctor John Watson. Watson saved your life after- well-," I continued on. "We've finally figured out who did it. Xavier Akastra, Spence, it was Akastra."
"I said I would believe you, Riley. But this is a bit much. Mr. "Holmes", prove that you are in fact Sherlock Hol-" he broke off with a strangled cry of pain. I was about to call for the nearest doctor when I remembered Watson was in the room. And anyway, Spencer had continued talking. "-mes," He finished weakly.
"You live alone, and you were attacked by a large dog as a child," Holmes began. "You are-"
Spencer interrupted him. "Okay, maybe you are Sherlock Holmes. Now I've seen everything," he said with a laugh that quickly morphed into a grimace.
"Spence! Are you alright?! Spence!" I nearly shouted.
"Yeah," he said, "It's jus'- well- laughin' hurts. But back to the problem at hand. Do you three have a plan to catch this Akastra guy?"
"Akastra guy? Akastra guy?! He very nearly killed you, Spencer!" I demanded. Wow. I really needed to get a grip on myself. "But I was told that you wanted to tell us something. What is it?"
"I knew Ashley Easton. He was my dorm-mate in college. And Akastra- he went there too. We kept besting him at athletics. Even though he was a genius, and an A student, he got mad. He got mad and, well, we had always questioned if he was, you know, right in the head and all."
I was shocked. He had known them? Why hadn't he told me? I could tell that all this talking was hurting him, and I said as much.
"No," he answered, weakly shaking his head, "I- I have to tell somebody. So he was a bully to us, and resorted to the lowest of ways to hurt us. First he arranged an "accident" in our dorm rooms, but I was studying in the library and Ashley was at a football game. His next big scheme was at graduation. By then we were certain that 'e was mentally unhinged, but he kept his act together in front of the teachers. But that plan failed, too. But when Ashley was killed, I was horrified. I worried that he would come to me next. But then, on Friday, I found a note on my front doorstep. It said something along the lines of:
WADE-
I KILLED EASTON. I WILL KILL YOU NOW. AND I WILL GO BACK IN TIME AND WIPE OUT YOUR ANCESTORS. BUT FIRST I WILL MAKE SURE A CERTAIN VICTORIAN DETECTIVE AND DOCTOR, THE ONES OFFICER WILLOW IS SO FOND OF, ARE NOT PRESENT TO STOP ME. BY THE TIME YOU READ THIS, THEY WILL NOT BE IN THEIR CORRECT TIME.
AKASTRA
So when I found the note, I was certain that he was off 'is rocker. I knew that, however slim the odds, I had to catch him, so I got on my motorcycle and drove off to the station to get you, Riley. But he found me first, at the gas station. You know the rest." He let out a breath and closed his eyes, clearly exhausted by the explanation.
I was deeply shocked by this revelation. First, that Akastra had been keeping such close tabs on us; he even knew my interests! Second, that time travel was real. If Akastra was the explanation for Holmes and Watson being in the 21st century, then that meant that he could, in fact, wipe off Spencer's ancestors. And Spencer would in all likelihood cease to exist. And I would be dead too, because Spencer and I had saved each other's lives on more than one occasion. We had to stop him now, before Spencer was wiped out of existence.
A/N- Sorry to anyone actually reading this piece of junk. I had writers block, and two tests. Review please (puppy dog face)