Hello again to you, my friends. Hope you liked the last chapter. Was it dramatic? Hope so. Anyway along with today's chapter. It's a long one today. So you may want to get yourself a cup of tea and biscuit. Or maybe something more foody like a sandwich. Or maybe you want to just grab a….. I don't know a cheesecake maybe. Hopefully you all now have something to eat and drink as you read. Sadly a bit more sadness is coming as well. I won't try to explain because the title of the chapter is more or less self-explanatory. I've talked too much now so onwards with the chapter.
Chapter 9-Missing
Frank P.O.V.
When I got back to HQ it was 2.30. I started to look over some paperwork about the missing tec parts. I told myself at first that it was my job, but then it became less of a job and more of a distraction from what I had done. Why had I shouted? I lashed out at Stella. I only did it because I care about her. I wanted to protect her from what had happened but how could I protect her from herself.
By 4.30 I had run the whole event through in my head 5 times and decided that I had definitely made the situation worse. I couldn't leave what I had said with no explanation of why I had said it. I had to go and apologise.
I walked past offices and people till I got to where I needed to be. I felt proud the first time that I found out that Stella had been made into Chief Agent. It was good to know that she had done well. I knocked once. No reply. I knocked again. Still nothing. I knocked a third time. Again no reply. I wasn't going to let Stella ignore me. The office wasn't locked so I went straight in. The room was empty. Her coat had gone and there was no sign of her anywhere. Then I saw a piece of paper on her desk. Probably just a mission report. I went round the desk to look at the paper. It wasn't a mission report. It was note.
Have gone for a walk. Won't be back anytime soon.
Please don't try to find me.
Stella
"Haven't you done enough today London?" Stark had appeared in the doorway
"Haven't you?"
"What's that?" he pointed to Stella's note
I held it out and he snatched it from me. He took some time reading it.
"Oh no."
"We have to find her. We have to work together." I had no desire to work with Stark but he was involved now. He considered my offer for a minute then nodded.
"Where do we start?"
"Her flat it might give us a clue."
When we got there I took a key out from my pocket and opened the door. Stella was never a tidy person and she had lots of things piled on her table. This would take us longer to find her.
"Search the whole place" Stark had insisted on bringing a SWAT team. He made it seem like a military operation.
I sifted through the stuff on the table. Mission report's, bits of paperwork that should have been signed months ago, letters. I left the table and started to look around. I spotted her phone discarded on a chair. 17 missed calls. 12 from me and 5 from Stark.
"Absolutely nothing. No clues not even a shred of evidence that she's gone."
I ignored him and started to go through the rest of her phone.
"Anything?"
I shook my head. Why would Stella take off and not tell us.
"Her flat you said. We'll find some clues you said." (That's for you Helen ) "She can't be far. I'll get the team to find her." Stark ordered everyone to leave "Come on London. Staying here won't help."
I started to leave then I noticed something. An open draw we hadn't seen. I went over and looked in. The draw was full of knives. They all had blood on them.
"London?"
Stark walked over to me. He saw the draw and looked in. He took one of the knives out of the draw. The look on his face meant that he understood
"We have to find her"
This was serious now. If Stella had a knife with her then she would definitely cut again. She would be putting her own life at risk. She would go somewhere isolated. Isolated enough for nobody to see her. She might also go somewhere special though. Something that meant something to her.
"Isolated and special" I whispered
"What?" Stark shot a glance at me
"That's where she'll be. Somewhere that's isolated and special to her." I said it as if it was the easiest thing in the world to understand
"Oh no" Stark hit his head against his hand
"What is it?"
"We found this when we were searching." He pulled a booklet out of his pocket and handed it to me. It was the order of service for her parent's funeral.
"Oh that's so obvious. Why didn't we think of that before?
"What you think that she's gone to the graveyard." Stark still looked confused
"Of course. It's isolated and it's special to her. Come on"
I literally dragged him outside to the van
"Are you sure London?" he paused before getting in the van
"Positive" I looked at him imploringly "Trust me"
"Ok then. Let's go"
3rd person P.O.V.
Stella was at the grave. She had been there for 10 minutes. She was muttering to herself. Nobody could hear her. Nobody could see her. She took the knife from her pocket and positioned it on her arm next to her wrist. With a flash of silver the knife dragged across her arm. The blood fell down her arm and onto the ground. She did the same on her other arm in the same place. The knife fell from her hand and onto the gravestone below. A few seconds later Stella Knight fell to the ground.
Oh no! What will happen to Stella? Will they reach her in time or will they be too late? Find out in the next chapter that will hopefully be coming soon if I write fast enough. Also please review and share your thoughts.