Hello there! Another chap's up! Sorry, my university exams are close and so I couldn't get to post the chapter on time ._.

Some things are gonna be different from the show. It's AU to an extent. And about it, Idk I should inform beforehand or let it go with the flow.

For the moment, enjoy the chapter!

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Chapter 2: Escorted!

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Dayarika's Hideout.

She was tracing the same cluster of floor tiles since the past hour. Sweat drops were clearly visible on her forehead which ceased the war between her fingers. She wiped the tension and fear from her forehead for like nth time since he left to execute his plan.

She glanced at the wall clock again which felt to be intentionally slow. But the time has come for her to make a move, because it would be really insane to rely on her prayers anymore.

She finally stopped in front of the small bed where her clothes were lying. She grabbed them, with now the only wig staring her hopefully. Yes. She has to hide her identity in this disguise in order to escape from this hell.

Suddenly the door banged open. The next moment someone barged in to which she almost jumped on her feet.

"Tarika jldi chalo!" The man hurriedly spoke while tearing his shirt away and putting the other on.

"Thank God Daya tum wapas-" Tarika was so relieved to see him but the next second he snatched all her relief and concern.

"Tarika time nhi h humare paas! Thori si garbad ho gyi hai plan mei. Voh log.. bht jld pohunch jayenge yaha." He spoke all in one breath then stopped for the beard to set on his jaw line.

She just stared him with wide eyes. She was shocked.. yes.. but she was shocked more after looking at the blood drops oozing out from his head.

"Daya yeh.. yeh chot kaise? Kya.. kya gadbad hui h?" She stammered while her eyebrows grooved in response to his proceeding action.

He gripped her arm tightly and pulled her out with him to start something new, and in a thought to leave every miserable thing behind.

"Tarika abhi smjhane ka time nhi h! Ek baar yaha se nikal jaye bs.." Daya whispered as he and Tarika walked sheepishly taking support of the darkness that spread around.

"Auto!" Daya stopped the planted vehicle that came to his vision and both of them got in.

Department of Forensics, Mumbai.

Here in Mumbai, the CID team entered the forensic laboratory as a dead body was sent for autopsy and to find the cause of death.

"Haan toh bta Salunkhe, kya pta chala?" Acp Pradyuman asked with the very first step he kept in.

"Haan batata hun.. magar kuch khaas nhi pta chala boss!" Salunkhe had a disappointed expression on his face.

"Ese kaise kuch nhi pta chala, haan? Kya kr kya rha h tu itni der se?" Acp bursted angrily. It was clearly visible that he was pissed off with something.

"Arey? Arey itna ukhad kyu rhe ho boss? Ek ghanta nhi hua h tumhe yeh.. yeh kankaal ko yahan laye! Aur mai bhi insaan hu yaar!" Salunkhe spoke in an unbelievable tone while pointed at the skeleton.

"Haan theek h theek h ab bta kya pta chala h tujhe!"

Abhijeet looked confused with Acp's behaviour. He used to prank on Dr. Salunkhe usually but today his actions weren't genuine. It was sure that something was troubling his fatherly figure. He took a deep breath and decided to talk to him about it later.

"Itna hi pta chala boss. Baki reports aayi toh mai bhijva dunga bureau." Suddenly his eyes went on the lost, lonely soul present there, "Kyu bhai Abhijeet, ajkl bade chup chap rehne lage ho! Kahi mujhpr taras toh nhi aa gya tumhe?"

Acp shook his head in disappointment while Abhijeet and others laughed aloud, "Kya Dr. Sahab aap bhi. Chaliye yeh hi dilasa deke khush ho jayiye!"

CID Bureau, Mumbai.

"Sir!" Abhijeet knocked Acp's cabin lightly who called him inside immediately.

"Sir yeh file-"

"Haan rakh do mai dekh lunga baad mei!" Acp didn't even look at him while saying. He was very much engrossed ranting over his Phone's screen, as thought by Abhijeet.

"Sir voh.." He initiated with a little hesitation to gain Acp's attention, "Sir koi baat h kya? Mera.. mera mtlb voh aap thore pareshaan lag rhe h. Mai koi help-"

Acp smiled a little only to confuse Abhijeet. He kept the cell back on the table and said, "Tum yaha pura bureau sambhal rhe ho yeh hi bht h Abhijeet. Mai bas yunhi thora-"

"Haan toh sir bataiye na kya pareshani h. Ho.. ho skta h ki mai koi help kr du.. yah-"

"Abhijeet!" The stern tone was enough to lower his head and utter a small apology.

"Sorry sir.."

Acp sighed, disappointed with Abhijeet's reaction but smiled later on how much he cared for him, "Dekho.. mai janta hu tumhe uski fikr h aur vaqt bhi bht jyada ho gya h" Abhijeet jerked up looking at him as he got the meaning behind, "lekin mera yakeen kro, sab theek h!"

"Haan Bhai Sabra ka phal meetha hota h!" A teasing tone reached his ears as Dr. Salunkhe entered inn with some reports in his hand.

Abhijeet turned all pink and smiled awkwardly while scratching back of his neck in embarrassment, "Mai.. mai chalta hu sir!" And he slipped out as soon as he could escape those teasing eyes.

A/N:- Hope you liked it!

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