Hello again readers. Sorry it's been forever since I updated but I was working on my new story Memory. Have a read if you've got time. Chapter 11 for you now. Hope you like.

Chapter 11- A Waiting Game

David's P.O.V.

The minute I got home the phone rang

"Hi David. It's Frank London."

"Hello Frank. I haven't heard from you in a while. How are you?"

"I'm ok…um David I need to tell you something."

"What is it?" then I had a terrifying thought "Has something happened to Stella?"

"Ummm…. David she tried to kill herself."

"Oh My God is she ok? Please tell me she's ok?" I was panicking now

"She's stable but she's still unconscious."

"Right I'm coming down then."

I put the phone down before Frank could answer. I grabbed my keys and I ran out of the house to my car. I started the engine and glanced at my watch. I could be at the station within 10 minutes and then there must be a train I could catch down to London. There had to be.

Frank's P.O.V.

The phone went dead. I knew that he would be panicking so he would try to get here ASAP. It would take him at least an hour to get to London and then with the traffic 30 minutes to get to Stella's flat. It would only take me 15 minutes to walk round there.

I suddenly realised I was still holding the phone to my ear and I put it down. I wasn't sure that I could go round to Stella's flat on my own. It might break me. I had been up at the hospital every day to see if anything had changed. I had sat with her while doctors and nurses kept testing different things. My team came up too. Aneisha and Keri seemed really upset. Dan couldn't say anything and Tom had tears in his eyes. It was nice to know they cared but no amount of tears would bring her back any faster. When I had tried to speak to anyone they would tell me the same thing. That she was stable. It frustrated me because I could see she was stable. I knew that. I needed a bit more information.

The doorbell rang. I checked the time. I had only called David 10 minutes ago. He couldn't be here already. Could he? I opened the door and saw Stark standing there. He looked like a zombie. He had dark rings under his eyes and his face was very pale.

"Anything?" it was barley a whisper

I couldn't bring myself to speak so I just shook my head. He came in and sat down.

"I can't take much more of this. They don't tell me anything."

"Me neither. I called her brother. They might tell him considering he is her next of kin."

"All the doctors say is it's a waiting game."

"The same. They say she's stable."

The phone rang and I answered. It was David

"Hi Frank. I'm on the train down."

"Ok then."

"I'll be up in about an hour."

"Right. Do you want me to meet you at the station?"

"No but can you meet me at Stella's flat. I haven't got the key."

"Yeah that's fine."

I hung up and Stark looked at me questioningly

"It was David her brother."

"Is he coming up?"

"Yeah he said about an hour. Coffee?"

He nodded in response

"You look like you haven't slept."

"I haven't. Have you?"

"Not a wink." I got a shock a couple of days ago when I looked in the mirror.

After I had made the coffee I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew it was 10.30 and Stark had gone. I got up off the sofa and made my way to Stella's flat. I felt better than I had done in days. The sleep had refreshed me. I felt a little more alive.

When I got there it was 10.45 and David was sitting on the doorstep

"Morning Frank."

"Sorry. The walk took longer than I thought. Have you been here long?"

"No only a couple of minutes."

I took out the key and opened the door. It was so cold and dark inside. Like the spirit of the place had been taken. There was no soul inside. I turned on the light but that didn't help.

I sat down on a chair next to the table and started to look through the papers. Just reports and paperwork

"Why did she try to kill herself?" David had two glasses of water

"I really don't know but she started cutting again."

David's eyes were full of pain. He couldn't seem to deal with it.

"I'm sorry. I broke my promise."

"Frank no. This is not your fault. Don't blame yourself. Stella's strong willed and fiery. She'll do what she thinks is right she just doesn't realise how it affects the people around her. Stella's headstrong."

I let out a little laugh "That's true."

"Never afraid to speak her mind."

"Not afraid of authority."

"Yep that's Stella."

My phone suddenly rang. I didn't recognise the number but I answered anyway

"Frank London."

"This is the MI9 hospital."

"The hospital!" I shouted

"Yes it's about Agent Knight."

"Yes." I was eager to know how Stella was

"It's good news. She's woken up and asking for you."

"Thank you. Me and her brother will come straight away."

I hung up

"Frank is she ok?"

"She's woken up."

End of chapter. Hope you liked and please review. See you soon

Ellena xx