AN: Well it's a day after I published the last chapter and I thought I'd start up on the next one. While I was just re-reading the last Chapter I noticed the spelling mistakes I've made. I'm sorry about those I forgot to edit the last chapter before sending it out. I've finally managed to figure out how to change the damned language settings in my writing program form German to English and hope that I won't make so many spelling mistakes any longer. Auto-correct finally works for me too now. Anyways, sorry for the long Authors Note Enjoy the next Chapter -Keisha

Chapter 4 „Caseys Research"

Casey's POV

I look at the clock which tells me that it's getting close to midnight... The sedative I gave Derek surely must have worn off by now, but he's still knocked out flat and snoring softly. He's looking peaceful in his sleep. I guess I should've given myself a dose of it too, seeing as it's getting closer and closer to midnight but I'm still wide awake. I can't seem to find peace somehow. Something is nagging at me but I can't quiet seem to figure out what it actually is.

I concentrate hard, listening to the few sounds coming in from the outside. No one is walking around, it seems like it's a quiet night for the nurses station tonight. I wrack my brain, trying to find out what it is that's keeping me up. Something is off, I know as much but what is it? What is it that didn't go like it should have...

Sure I canceled on poor Steven and the way I did, it was not very nice to begin with... But no, that's not what's keeping awake. I know that it must be something much more trivial then that, because it usually is when I can't sleep. This happens to me all the time, small little things which were slightly different or which went wrong in my opinion tend to keep me up until the wee hours of the morning until I can pinpoint them. So that I know what it was, that did not go like I planned it to, like it should have went.

Today is Thursday...A day after I pulled out a bullet from Derek's chest. Wait, I pulled a bullet out of Derek's chest! That's it! It's Thursday today...I should be on my off day today, because Steven had his off day yesterday! He shouldn't even have been in the hospital! Let alone wanting to operate Derek... What the hell is going on? Something is seriously going wrong here...And it has something to do with this hospital... My safe haven...

I get up and lock the door from the inside using the security panel and typing in my ID. Even if someone turned off the power, no one will be able to get in here without my ID-Number. And no one beside me knows it. I gently shake Derek who is still out. He doesn't even stir. Damn it, I shouldn't have sedated him, even if he really did need the sleep. I need adrenalin to wake him up now.

I rifle through the room not wanting to leave here in case something happens to Derek while I'm gone. That Steven wanted to operate Derek must mean something... Something that is not looking good for Derek. Maybe Steven had something to do with the deadly bullet, maybe Derek knew something else about him...whatever it was Steven cannot be trusted right now...

Stevens POV

Finally I've made it through the hospital without being noticed by anyone but nurses who I've charmed away with my smile. Damn Casey couldn't go off work like she should've been... The only reason I befriended her back in college was because she is a keener like no other and she helped me get through Medical school without much of a hassle.

There was a damn reason why I invited the stupid woman for dinner tonight. I had wanted her out of the stupid way when I got down to work on killing her step-brother. If I'd had him on my operation table killing him would have been a piece of cake. I could've just moved the bullet around within him a little, thus poisoning him and watch him die slowly in front of my very eyes.

Staff Sergeant Michael Derek Venturi...The man who'd destroyed my brothers life. The man who was the reason my brother had decided to end his life at the age of 30. Andrew had always been such a good brother to me. Back when he'd decided that he couldn't really earn his keep with working on the police force he'd joined a underground organization which researched, made and sold the venomous „Arrow" Bullets. I had joined them too, perfecting the bullet so that it was able to be shot smoothly with about every gun available on the market. Though 9mm Bullets are still the favorite item sold. He wasn't even supposed to be breathing right now, had his stupid step-sister not saved his life from the brink of death.

I will finish what I've started. I move closer towards the room Venturi is sleeping soundly in and try to open the door flashing my ID. It doesn't budge.

Casey meanwhile is rifling through every cabinet available to her looking for a dose of adrenalin to wake up her step-brother. She has heard the beeping sound coming from the door telling her Steven has already tried breaking through the door. She knows she must wake up Derek now or they might both end up dead. Probably shot by the man she'd considered as a friend with bullets which were sure to end their life's. She knew Steven is a smart man he would probably find a way around the security system quickly...

AN: So how do you guys like this chapter? The cliffhanger is a good one, isn't it? Please tell me you're thoughts. Did you already have it figured out that Steven is Andrews Brother and therefor the bad guy?