Bobby Meets His Match- Chapter 14
We get to see a different side of Bobby. Please leave feedback, as I live for it.
WARNING: This chapter contains graphic scenes of violence and torture.
Ranger had just given Bobby a license to kill Anders. Stephanie wanted to race after Bobby, to try to stop him, but she had promised Bobby she wouldn't leave Cathy alone. So she ran over to Ranger.
"Is he really going to do that? Kill Anders?" She asked in a loud whisper, just in case Cathy might be able to hear them.
Bobby was so tender and gentle, he was a medic, he took care of people, Steph couldn't imagine him purposely killing anyone. He wouldn't? Would he?
"Babe," Ranger answered both her spoken and unspoken questions, " Bobby may be a medic, but he's also an ex-SEAL. He has no problem killing when it needs to be done. He can be a mean SOB when he wants to be."
"But, stop him, whatever, he can't just…" Steph whispered again.
Ranger gave her that damn blankface. "Babe, it doesn't concern you. Leave it alone," in a quiet, authoritative voice.
Steph caught the warning this time, and realized that it was useless to argue any more with him. But how was it none of her business if her boyfriend/lover is an accessory to murder, and a guy she loved like a brother would be a killer?
She opened the door and saw Lester out there. No doubt Bobby had asked him to stand guard at Cathy's room. She grabbed Lester's arm.
" Lester, you know what Bobby's about to do, don't you?" she said. "Why don't you go? Stop him?"
Lester had that same damn look on his face. " Steph, why would I stop him? Hell, I'd love to help him, but he asked me to stay here .See what that fucker did to Cathy?" Lester's face hardened. He'd never seen Bobby as frantic and in pain as when he pulled her out of the water, when he thought he'd lost her. "I hope Bobby kills him painfully."
Steph sighed. She realized it was not a battle she would win. One thing about Ranger and the guys, they had their own code of ethics that didn't always agree with the actual law. If they felt someone deserved to die, well then, they would take them out. She was pretty sure that Ranger had killed Abruzzi for her in the past. Bobby had given Anders a warning to stay away from Cathy. Anders had been too stupid to obey it, and had almost killed Cathy. Well, actually, he HAD killed her. IF Bobby and Lester hadn't been so relentless, well, they'd be at a funeral now instead of the hospital. Now according to their code, Anders dies. It was very black and white to them.
The problem was, their code conflicted with the law. Bobby could go to jail for murder, and Ranger and Lester for being accessories.
Steph stepped back into the room. Ranger was sitting in a chair, facing the window, looking out, as if he couldn't bear to look at Cathy. Steph sat next to the bed and took her hand. She leaned down near Cathy's face. Damn. She looked horrible. Stephanie had been beat up many times, but never this bad. She could only imagine how much it would hurt. With all the meds in her IVs, hopefully Cathy wasn't in pain now. "Cathy? Its Stephanie, Bobby's friend? I don't know if you can hear me, but Bobby will be back soon. He went to go, uh, get something to eat. He said he loves you and he wants you to just rest." There was no response, no indication that Cathy had heard or understood her. The absolute quiet of the room was broken only by the beeping of the monitors and the soft swishing of the ventilator, as Steph sat, worrying about those she loved.
Bobby entered the subbasement at Rangeman. Very few people even knew this area existed. It was where Rangemen held its prisoners from government contract's "interrogations." There were a few holding cells down there, just regular jail cells, bunks but no toilets. Outside the cells was a small room with two chairs and a heavy rectangular table. As Bobby entered, he could hear a man's loud wailing.
"Shut the fuck up, you asshole, or I'll beat the shit out of you now," , Ram's voice carried to the elevator. Ram was sitting at the long table, playing Solitaire with an old deck of cards. He stood up when he saw Bobby. " Little fucker has been crying like a candy ass since we brought him here, I had to gag him cause he was giving me a fucking headache." Ram gestured toward the cell, where Scott Anders sat, hunched in the corner. Ander's hands were tied behind him and his feet were bound, and he was angry. Just angry. He was too stupid to be scared. But that would change.
When Anders saw Bobby he started to scream. "aauuoooanteepmeinherr" his voice muffled through the gag. Bobby looked over at the little shit, then turned to Ram questioningly, his eyes cold. Ram met his eyes and knew what Bobby was about to do. "Want me to stay? " he asked.
"No, but I might need help with disposal."
" The Narrows?" Bobby nodded.
"I'll set up the truck." Ram said, and left.
Bobby stared as Anders, who was sniveling and yelling through the gag. Bobby just sat, staring at Anders. Sometimes the worst part of torture for the tortured was waiting- anticipating, what would happen to them. The cell next to the one Anders was in had tarps and plastic sheeting on the floor and walls- it made cleanup easier.
Bobby put on latex gloves so that he wouldn't leave fingerprints. He entered the cell where Anders was cowering, grabbed him by the arm and threw him into the other cell. "Do you remember me, fuckhead? I gave you a warning that you ignored." Anders was wimpering from the gag. "Idinnameanfor her to fall in?" he managed to blurt form behind the gag.
" But you left her there. You didn't go in to get her, you didn't call 911. You just left the woman I love to drown." With each word, Bobby was pounding on Ander's head, throwing him against the brick walls. Bobby's mind flashed back to finding Cathy face down in the pool, and the terror he felt then manifested itself as anger now.
Blood was flowing from Ander's head. Bobby left him cowering in the cell and he walked out to the table. Bobby kicked out one of the table legs so that one end of the table fell to the ground and the table was slanted heavily. He grabbed Anders and dragged him over to the table. He grabbed Ander's shirt, looking him straight in the eyes. "See , fucker, usually you use torture to get information from soldiers. Give up the info and the pain stops. I don't want info from you. You are getting tortured just to bring you pain. Nothing will stop your torture until you die." As he said this, Bobby dragged Anders onto the table with his head down and his feet in the air, tying his hands and feet to the table.
Waterboarding was a torture method used on terrorists to get information. It was very effective because it scared the shit out of the mind. It is psychological terror because it make you feel as if you are drowning. CIA operatives get waterboarded during training and most last about 14 seconds. Bobby had been waterboarded as part of his SEAL training. He'd lasted 37 seconds. Anders was screaming around the gag and Bobby stuffed it in tighter, then covered his face with a cloth. Bobby was going to let Anders know how it felt to drown. "You drowned her, now I'm drowning you, fucker." Bobby yelled, and began pouring a huge bucket of water over Ander's cellophaned face. Anders struggled and tried to get away, but he couldn't. The sensation was a feeling of being sucked under waves, and Bobby knew how terrifying it was. "You like that, fucker. Like how it feels to drown?" Anders was trying to scream, and his body was jerking , trying to get away. It was only 25 seconds before Bobby ran out of water, but Anders was mewling pitifully.
Bobby took the cellophane off his face, dragged him back into the cell with the tarpaulins and beat the shit out of him. Bobby twisted Ander's wrist backwards and then threw his weight onto Ander's upper arm. Anders screamed as the arm bone broke. Anders was trying to scream' Help!" "Scream all you want, fucker. No one will hear you, and if they did they wouldn't care." Bobby proceeded to pound and punch Anders, in the abdomen, bend back his fingers and break bones. The human body has 206 bones, but Bobby was snapping Anders so that soon he'd have 412. He pounded Anders mercilessly, ignoring the weakening screams as he broke every bone in Anders body. All he could think about was finding Cathy face down in the pool, and the anger that he hadn't protected her from him.
Bobby was beating on Anders, who had long since stopped screaming, and was now covered in blood. Bobby was covered in blood- Ander's. He was about to give the killing blow, Smashing Anders face up against the wall, when suddenly Cathy's face popped into his mind and he heard her say, " " I know you are a good man, Bobby."
Bobby dropped Ander's head like it was on fire and took a step back , hunched over, gasping. He was sweating with range and his hands were shaking with his anger. The innate instinct to kill Anders for what he had done to Cathy warred in his head with Cathy's words. She accepted him as he was, in spite of the bad things he'd done, but he suddenly knew she wouldn't want him to kill for her.
He staggered back over to Anders, who was barely conscious. He knew Anders was going to die from the massive trauma Bobby had given him, but Bobby wouldn't actually kill him. He went over to Anders, who was unconscious and whispered, " The only reason I am not killing you now is because she wouldn't want me to, fucker."
Bobby called Ram, who came into the room. " Holy Shit," Ram exclaimed when he saw the blood everywhere. "Remind me never to get you pissed at me."
"is he dead yet?" Ram asked. " No, I am not going to kill him. Cathy wouldn't want me to." Ram raised and eyebrow, but said nothing.
Bobby rolled Anders into the tarp. He and Ram rolled up the tarp and carried it out to the truck.
Bobby went to get into the truck, but Ram stopped him.
"You need to go be with her , now." He pulled Bobby out of the truck.
"I'll take care of dumping him. You go be with Cathy."
"Are you sure ? Bobby asked, Ram would be getting seriously involved and if anyone saw him dump the body...
"Go. Man, I'll dump him down the cliff and wait until he's dead."
"Thanks, man," Bobby said, as he ran into Rangeman to shower and get back to Cathy. That fucker Anders would be dead, but technically, Bobby hadn't killed him. He knew Ram would dump the body over the cliff, and wait until Anders was dead. There would be no connection between Rangeman, Bobby and Anders.
Bobby met Ranger's gaze in the ICU and nodded slightly, communicating cryptically with Ranger that Anders was, or soon would be, dead. Bobby went over to Cathy's bed, waking Steph, who had fallen asleep. Steph stood up and threw herself into Bobby's arms. She didn't know what to ask." Are you? Did you?" He hugged her slightly. "Its taken care of, Steph. Its ok." She noticed that the cold, hardened look was gone from his face, replaced again by the worry and tenderness as he looked at Cathy.
His attention focused on Cathy again, and he did his careful checking of the bouncing lines on the monitors and her IV. 'The nurse came in and checked her vitals and said she was the same." Bobby nodded, his inspection of the monitors confirming that.
'Thanks for staying with her, Steph," Bobby said, hugging her again. Steph was worried. Bobby had just killed someone. "Are you ok?" she asked. Bobby just nodded and sat next to Cathy's bed. Ranger and Steph left him alone with Cathy.
Bobby sat next to her, his huge hand holding her smaller one. He held her hand close to his chest and leaned over to kiss her. "Hey, baby. I'm back. Everything's going to be ok. Just rest. I love you." He sat , his head next to hers on the bed, until the beeping and swishing of the machines, telling him that his woman was alive, lulled him to sleep.