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Chapter 4: Secrets Revealed
Mike followed Davy and Peter out of the room leaving Micky alone with Sarah for a few moments. When he realized Peter was lingering behind, he gave him a gentle push forward. He heard the song Micky was singing to Sarah and thought it a little strange, but ignored it. Whatever helped to keep her calm and relaxed was fine by him. Davy started rifling through the cupboards looking for something to make, but all they had was a little bit of pancake mix left.
"I can make this," Davy said. "But I think it'll only make a few. Not enough for everyone."
"That's fine," Mike said. "I can run out to the store real fast. We have a little bit of emergency money left."
"What do we do after that?" Peter asked.
"I guess I'll have to call my aunt," Mike sighed.
"Aunt Kate?" Davy asked starting to mix the pancakes.
"Yeah," Mike answered heavily. "She told me that since we helped out with the oil, if we ever needed any money, to just ask. I never wanted to before now, but it seems we're pretty stuck." Peter opened his mouth to say something, but stopped when they all heard a very urgent knock on the door. Mike crossed the room to look through the small opening in the door to see who was behind it; he wasn't sure it was a good idea to let anyone in with Sarah there. A woman stood on the other side of the door with her arms across her chest. Mike noticed she was extremely beautiful, but he didn't recognize her. She had long dark brown hair that hung in waves around her face framing it perfectly and her green eyes sparkled in the morning sunlight.
"I need to speak with you," the woman said seeing Mike through the slat.
"Well, we're a little busy right now," Mike said. "Can you come back later?"
"Sorry, I can't," the woman said taking something out of her pocket. "LAPD. Please let me in. It's imperative."
"The cops!?" Davy asked.
"What do we do?" Peter said.
"Relax," Mike hissed at them before turning back to the woman who was now flashing a police badge. "I'm very sorry, but we aren't up for company."
"Sir, if you don't let me in now, there will be several other cops coming here within a few hours to search the premises," the woman said. Mike thought for a moment about what she said and the woman looked serious.
"Alright, give me one second," Mike said before turning to whisper to Davy and Peter. "Go warn Micky and then come back out carefully."
"But..." Davy said.
"Just do it," Mike hissed. "Trust me." Davy nodded and went into the room with Sarah and Micky before Mike opened the door.
"Detective Matthews," she said by way of introducing herself.
"Michael Nesmith," Mike answered. "What is this about?"
"I'm looking for Michael Dolenz," she said.
"He's a little ill," Mike said just as Davy walked out of the room shutting the door behind him before the detective saw the woman in the room. "Davy's looking after him right now."
"I think I can manage a little cold," the woman said walking toward the room. Mike walked in front of her to stop her.
"It's a little more than that," Mike said firmly. "He's actually very ill. It's why I said no visitors. Now do you mind telling me what this is all about?"
"A woman disappeared from a psychiatric hospital last night," she answered. "We spoke to the people in the area who reported that you two were there around the time of her disappearance."
"Really?" Mike shrugged. "We don't know anything about that."
"Were you there?" she asked.
"Yes, but we were just dropping off donations to the church," Mike answered. "We don't know anything about a woman disappearing from the hospital. Now, I really have to ask you to leave."
"Yeah, that's not going to happen," she smiled. "How about you let me look around?"
"I told you," Mike said getting irritated this woman wasn't leaving, "Micky is very, very sick."
"The pastor I spoke to didn't mention anything about him being sick," she said.
"It was very sudden," Peter volunteered.
"Sure," she smiled sarcastically.
"Why would we lie?" Davy asked. Mike had to admit he was a little worried about Davy spilling the beans and coming clean to the cop about Sarah since last night he was a little skeptical about the whole thing.
"Micky!" the woman shouted.
"Hey!" Peter exclaimed jumping up from the table. "He's sick! Leave him alone!"
"I doubt that," she smiled before shouting again. "Michael Dolenz, get out here right now or I will come in there kicking and screaming!"
"Will you stop shouting!?" Mike exclaimed hoping that Micky would stay in the room. He didn't, however. Mike turned and groaned when Micky yanked the door open and charged out of the room.
"Must you yell?" Micky demanded closing the door behind him.
"Hello to you, too, Micky," the woman said. "I had to get your attention somehow to get out here."
"What are you doing here?" Micky asked.
"Oh, it's so lovely to see you again, Micky," the woman said sarcastically again. "Me? I'm fine. You?"
"Cute," Micky laughed.
"Wait, you two know each other?" Mike asked.
"Yes," Micky answered hastily before turning back to her. "What are you doing here, Rose?"
"You were seen in the vicinity of a psychiatric hospital last night when a woman escaped," the woman said. "My bosses seem to think you know something about it and want to come down here to talk to you. I pulled a lot of strings to come talk to you alone first to get your side. This woman is very, very ill."
"What makes you think we even know anything?" Mike asked.
"According to her doctors, she was too sick to get very far on her own," she answered. "She escaped a few hours before you dropped off your donations and were the only ones seen in the area. We combed the entire area and couldn't find her, which means someone must have helped her."
"Yeah, let me ask you something," Micky started. "How long after she escaped did her doctors report her missing?"
"They didn't notice for a few hours," she answered. "When they went to give her food and her nightly medication. She wasn't in her room."
"Or she was tied up in the basement," Micky said.
"Micky!" Mike warned not sure why Micky was telling her the truth.
"And how do you know she was tied in the basement?" she asked. "Did she tell you? She's very sick, Micky."
"And how do you know that?" Micky retorted. "Did you talk to her doctors?"
"My partner did," she answered.
"Do you even know anything about this girl?" Micky asked.
"Micky, are you hiding her or not?" she asked.
"Wanna tell me what you know first?" Micky countered.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'," she said angrily.
"Look, Rose," Micky sighed. "Before you get really mad, tell me honestly what you know about her. Did they even show you what she looks like? Her name? Anything?"
"Her name is Sarah Michaels," Rose answered. "Her parents noticed she was starting to get paranoid and took her to the doctor. They diagnosed her as paranoid schizophrenic with extremely violent tendencies and they committed her to the hospital 5 years ago."
"5 years ago?" Peter echoed. "She's been in that hospital for five years!? How did she get pregnant?"
"What?" Rose asked as Davy and Mike both turned on Peter for opening his mouth.
"Peter!" they exclaimed in unison.
"She's pregnant?" Rose asked.
"She was," Micky explained opening the door to the room. "Why don't you take a look." Rose peered inside and looked at Sarah.
"Sarah," Rose breathed as though something dawned on her. "I didn't realize...It's such a common name."
"Believe me now?" Micky asked.
"Ok, Micky, what's going on?" Mike asked. "Who is this woman? And why do I suddenly get the feeling that you both also know Sarah."
"Because I do," Micky answered heavily. "We sort of grew up together."
"Oh," Mike answered. Knowing not to push the subject further in front of Davy and Peter, he changed the subject to how he knew Rose. "And Rose?"
"We grew up together, too," Rose answered.
"Rose, you can't let them find her," Micky said. "They were right about her being very hurt."
"They said she tried to kill herself," Sarah answered.
"She didn't," Micky said. "They got her pregnant and when she wouldn't go into labor, they tied her in the basement as punishment. When she finally gave birth, they took the baby from her and left her there to die. She escaped and we found her in the orchard naked and bleeding."
"I don't know what I can do, Micky," Rose answered. "My boss already sees you as a prime suspect in this."
"You have to do something," Micky pled.
"I..I.." Rose stuttered. "I'll call him and see what I can do. I'll tell him that..I already interrogated you and that you know nothing."
"Will he believe that?" Mike asked. "She can't go back to that hospital. They did this to her."
"It'll have to work," Rose answered. "Micky, is she going to be ok? Can you help her?"
"I don't really have much of a choice," Micky said. "I can't take her to the hospital or they'll just send her back to the psychiatric hospital. She's hurt pretty bad, malnourished and dehydrated, but I think with enough rest, she'll be fine."
"Let me know if you need anything," Rose said.
"Wait just a second," Peter said firmly startling all of them.
"What?" Mike asked.
"I think Davy and I deserve some firm answers," Peter said.
"Peter..." Micky started.
"No," Davy said. "I agree. No skirting around. No trying to protect us."
"They don't know anything?" Rose asked.
"No," Mike answered. "They deserve better than to worry about this kind of stuff when they go to bed at night."
"Be that as it may," Rose started, "you should tell them. I don't know what kind of backlash this is going to bring. And not just from the cops. You sort this all out; I'm going to talk to my boss." Mike and Micky looked at each other for a long while as Rose walked out the front door. Mike sighed finally knowing that Rose was probably right. If the doctors had reported this girl missing, they were going to look for her. And while he didn't know who the doctors where that hurt his girl, he knew enough about these types of people to know they'd kill anyone in their way to get Sarah back. And that meant that Peter and Davy were now directly in the line of fire. It wouldn't be fair to hide anything from them now.
"What do you want to know?" Micky asked moving to sit down in the living room, clearly preparing for a long explanation.
"What happened to this girl?" Davy asked. "How do you seem to know how to take care of her? And what are the both of you hiding from us?"
"It's complicated," Micky sighed. "Mike's father and my parents sort of...worked together."
"Worked together?" Davy asked.
"They were best friends," Mike added. "Probably still are."
"Probably?" Davy asked.
"We don't talk to them," Mike said. "They're bad people. Like the doctors that hurt Sarah."
"That's why I know what to do for her," Micky said. "I saw it all growing up."
"I don't understand, if she has been in the hospital for 5 years, how did she even get pregnant?" Peter asked.
"Obviously someone raped her, Peter," Mike answered feeling a strong sense of guilt at the look of horror and despair on his friends face. He had been fighting so hard to keep Davy and Peter out of all of this. He didn't want them to know that a world like that really existed, let alone that he and Micky had come from that world.