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Police Officer
Fifty-Nine
Gates walked into the musky room that currently belonged to his prisoners. The sight before him made him feel giddy on the inside. Seeing Lila Sharova, the woman he has lusted for for the past couple of years bound before him and her ex-fiancé, Ryan Wolfe, tied to a chair, just elevated the thrill. He ignored Sasha.
“Good evening,” he said politely, an evil grin spreading across his face.
Lila was the first to look up, but say nothing. Surprising.
Ryan brought his head up, furry in his eyes, “For you maybe, not us!” he yelled taking Gates by surprise. Maybe being locked in here with Lila made him angry…”Why not just kill us?”
Gates charged up to the currently bound man before him and grabbed the hair on the back of his head and yanked him backwards. Ignoring the sudden gasp leaving Lila’s lips, “Listen to me Ryan, do you want to see the morning?”
Ryan refused to say anything; he held Gates’ eyes for a period of time before the evil man pushed his head back. Ryan groaned at the sudden movement around his head and attempted to hold his head still.
As Gates was straightening up his posture, the minute he turned around, his face connected with a fist. A loud SMACK echoed through the dusty metal walls as Gates stumbled backwards, clutching his nose. He looked up to see Lila standing before him, restraint-free and with a knife clutched in her hand…where had she gotten that?
He removed his hand, he saw blood. Lots of it. He roared and threw himself at Lila, she sidestepped, but he grabbed her and pulled her down to the ground with him. She grunted at the impact and the heavy weight of the man on top of her. He grabbed her wrist, leaving a bloody handprint and pinched his nails into her skin and throwing her arm hard on the ground, the knife slid across the ground.
Gates’ lust turned into hatred as he brought his bloody hands around her neck, cutting off her air supply. She clawed at his hands, raking her nails down his arms. Blood bubbled to the surface as she continued to scratch.
When Gates stood more on his knees, still holding on tightly to her neck, her knee connected with his groin. She pushed him off of her and sprang to her feet. She kicked him, knocking him over on his belly. She was about to reach over for her knife when Gates wrapped his arms around her waist and threw her into a nearby metal wall. A loud PING noise echoed around the room.
Ryan winched.
Lila pushed herself away from the wall but did not get far. Gates punched her shoulder, snapping it forward quickly and hitting the wall. She yelped and turned around just as he threw another punch and connected with the side of her jaw.
She barely caught herself on the wall before she held her jaw with her hand and looked up at him. He smiled at her as she moved towards him, yelling as she moved quickly. He threw a punch at her, she dodged him, grabbing his arm and twisting it. She did not get far with this, he grabbed her once more and threw her, she regained her balance after stumbling for a few feet.
Lila felt something underneath her feet, looking down she had stepped on the knife. Looking up, Gates was only a few feet in front of her, reaching backwards to get his gun.
That’s what she should have taken from him.
As she reached down, everything happened quickly, an arm reached out and grabbed her wrist. Her arm was yanked hard, she felt it leave her shoulder socket. She screamed as a boot collided with her stomach pushing her back against the hard wall. Hair fell into her face as she got up once more, not quiting. Gates punched her again, and again. She placed her good arm in front of her face in effort to stop his powerful blows, but it was too much. Her arm hit the side of her face, splitting her lip, blood poured down and onto her white cotton shirt.
Gates grabbed her neck once more, punching her in the gut and in the side. She felt something crack, she whimpered.
He threw her on the ground, the gravel rocks cutting at her sensitive skin. Sticking to her now painful palms. She rolled over on her stomach, crawling slowly towards the knife and shooting Ryan a pitiful look.
“What’s all the commotion?” a second voice filled the room, Walker.
She was dead, she would be killed this very instant. Closing her eyes, she prayed that Ryan would keep his end up of the plan. She actually knew she was going to die ahead of time. There was no way she could get out of this. She was also saving Ryan and Sasha’s lives in the process.
A hand darted out and grabbed the knife before she did. She gasped, it was over. A body in front of her collapsed, Walker. An unsteady body moved towards the now bloody Walker and reached behind him and pulled the gun out of his hands. The man stood up and aimed.
Two guns clicked, two shots, one fell.
“MDPD!” doors were kicked open and angry fast footsteps resonated through the whole warehouse building. Ryan stood feeling numb. It was all over. He turned his head towards the figure now in the doorway. Horatio stood before him, lowering his gun and surveying the scene. Frank arrived behind him.
“Mr. Wolfe,” Ryan looked up, feeling suddenly tired, “Mr. Wolfe, are you all right?”
Ryan nodded his head and looked down at Lila’s now still body.
Was she dead?
Horatio saw her and immediately holstered his gun and ran over to her, flipping her body onto her back. He pushed the hair out of her face and felt her neck for a pulse, “I need EMT units NOW!” he bellowed causing back up officers behind him to pull out their mobile phones.
“Stay with me Lila, stay with me!”
Ryan watched the scene in front him, still in shock. He felt a gentle tug at the bottom of his pants. Looking down he saw Sasha, looking back up at him with big brown eyes.
She asked something softly in Russian. Ryan bent over and picked her up truly for the first time and examined her.
She was definitely Lila’s daughter.
…
Calleigh maneuvered through the hospital, clutching one water bottle and a Styrofoam cup of coffee. She smiled brightly at a nurse and moved through Eric’s door and into his current sat on the bed, remote in his hand and flipping through channels.
“Hey,” she smiled placing a soft, quick kiss on his cheek, “I brought you coffee,” she laid it down on the table next to him. He smiled at her, eyes full of love.
“You’re not drinking coffee?” he raised an eyebrow, glancing down at the bottle in her hands, “Why?” he asks her.
Calleigh nervously chewed on her bottom lip and changed her foot positions, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, she pulled his bigger, stronger hand into hers, “Eric, I’m pregnant,” his eyes lit up like a child experiencing Christmas. He jumped up slightly, moving off the bed and enveloping her into a tight hug.
She patted his back and pushed him away slightly. He continued to hold her in his arms as she gazed up at him, “I take it you find it good news.”
He tucked another stray piece of hair, threatening to move in front of her pretty eyes, behind her ear as he leaned down, “I love you,” he nuzzled her nose with his slightly before moving down and planting a kiss on her lips.
It was full of tenderness and love, nothing hasty.
He was the first one to break this kiss, drumming his hands on her shoulders, she gazed up at him, “Can we go for a walk? I’m kinda gettin’ cabin fever around here!” she smiled brightly and chuckled.
Nodding quickly she looked around and grabbed his hand and clutched it tightly. He swung it playfully, smiling down at her and whispering a couple of sweet nothings into her ear and pressing a kiss to her cheek before she led him out the door.
His now slipper-covered feet clomped against the floor as her heels clicked. To any outsider, one would laugh at the sight before them.
They continued to move about the hospital, oblivious to all the people passing them by and giving them suggestive smiles.
Suddenly her phone rang. She groaned slightly and reached and pulled it out of her pocket. Horatio.
She flipped her phone open, “Duquesne,” she breathed out as Eric squeezed her hand and swung it some more
Her eyes moved around, mouth open at the shock of the news that Horatio just told her. Shutting her phone shut, she glanced up at Eric, “They found Ryan and Lila.”
“They were missing?”
Calleigh nodded, “Ryan has been, Horatio kept it as low profile as possible. I saw Lila the other day, she’s n critical condition,” Eric nodded, looking around nervously.
“They don’t think she’s gonna make it.”
…
Ryan held Sasha, occasionally bobbing her up and down, calming her as she rested her small head on his shoulder. Horatio smiled at the sight of Sasha before turning his attention back to Ryan.
“Are you sure you’re all right?”
Ryan nodded, “How bad is she, H,” he wanted that answer.
Horatio toyed with his sunglasses, fingering them slightly, “They don’t think she’ll make it,” Ryan nodded and bit his lip. The sudden urge to hit something came up again. If he had only tried to help her, but she told him not to. He should have, she wouldn’t be hurt as badly.
“Who is the girl?”
Ryan looked down at the messy blonde curls that were splayed across his shoulder, tickling his neck, “This is my daughter, Sasha,” Horatio did not expect that. The lieutenant moved closer, examining her face as she slept.
“Looks like Lila.”
“I know, H.”
…
Hours later, Calleigh laid curled into Eric’s side. The TV flickered lights around their faces in the dark room. His arm was protectively around her waist, keeping her actually on the bed and close by. Her soft, shallow breath tickled his neck as he moved so he could breathe in the smell of her shampoo.
He brought his hand over her belly, hesitantly. He splayed his hand across it before trailing it down and pulling the shirt out of her pants. He pushed it up and re-splayed his hand across her belly. He felt the heat of her skin radiate into his palm. He hummed slightly, feeling a flutter in his heart and tried to ignore the pulse meter rapidly elevating.
He felt her shift, snuggling more into him and sighing in her sleep. The vibration of his hum seemed to pull her into an even deeper sleep. He closed his eyes and tried to do so.
“Good morning Eric!” heels clicked into the room and immediately stopped. Eric jerked awake, immediately causing Calleigh to jump up slightly. Eric fixed her eyes on Natalia, who stood before his bed with balloons all connected to a string. Some said ‘Get Well’ and others said ‘Congratulations!’.
Natalia probably knew of Calleigh’s pregnancy.
Calleigh blushed and moved off the bed, habitually stretching as she did so. Eric scratched the back of his head underneath the bandage.
“I’ll be outside,” Natalia walked back outside, blushing as well.
Eric turned to Calleigh and smirked, “That was quite interesting.”
Calleigh nodded and smoothed her hair down before clambering on unsteady feet into the bathroom.
“You all right?” he called after her.
There was a couple of seconds of silence before she responded, “My foot fell asleep…”
Eric laughed.
…
Ryan sat by Lila, watching her eyes flutter. Her head moved around slightly as she moaned. Once her eyes opened, they blinked as she screwed them shut again and moaned once more.
She tried to move her shoulder, but whimpered lightly. Ryan was to his feet and reached over and poured her a glass of ice water and held it to her lips, “Drink,” he instructed.
Her head leaned forward as she barely took in any of the liquid. Leaning back wearily, she gazed up at Ryan with large brown eyes, “A-am I gonna be okay?” she stammered, pulling her arm slightly but not getting far due to the IVs implanted at her elbow.
He nodded, “You were almost beaten to death.”
“I thought I was dead…”
He shook his head, “Alexx wouldn’t have let that happen,” she painfully nodded her head, “You need to rest,” he leaned over her and pressed a kiss into her forehead. He then moved down to her lips and pressed a soft kiss on the corner. Her eyes fluttered closed as he moved out of the room, moving quickly for the door. He took one last glance back at her, holding onto the door before slipping out eventually.
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Gates walked into the musky room that currently belonged to his prisoners. The sight before him made him feel giddy on the inside. Seeing Lila Sharova, the woman he has lusted for for the past couple of years bound before him and her ex-fiancé, Ryan Wolfe, tied to a chair, just elevated the thrill. He ignored Sasha.
“Good evening,” he said politely, an evil grin spreading across his face.
Lila was the first to look up, but say nothing. Surprising.
Ryan brought his head up, furry in his eyes, “For you maybe, not us!” he yelled taking Gates by surprise. Maybe being locked in here with Lila made him angry…”Why not just kill us?”
Gates charged up to the currently bound man before him and grabbed the hair on the back of his head and yanked him backwards. Ignoring the sudden gasp leaving Lila’s lips, “Listen to me Ryan, do you want to see the morning?”
Ryan refused to say anything; he held Gates’ eyes for a period of time before the evil man pushed his head back. Ryan groaned at the sudden movement around his head and attempted to hold his head still.
As Gates was straightening up his posture, the minute he turned around, his face connected with a fist. A loud SMACK echoed through the dusty metal walls as Gates stumbled backwards, clutching his nose. He looked up to see Lila standing before him, restraint-free and with a knife clutched in her hand…where had she gotten that?
He removed his hand, he saw blood. Lots of it. He roared and threw himself at Lila, she sidestepped, but he grabbed her and pulled her down to the ground with him. She grunted at the impact and the heavy weight of the man on top of her. He grabbed her wrist, leaving a bloody handprint and pinched his nails into her skin and throwing her arm hard on the ground, the knife slid across the ground.
Gates’ lust turned into hatred as he brought his bloody hands around her neck, cutting off her air supply. She clawed at his hands, raking her nails down his arms. Blood bubbled to the surface as she continued to scratch.
When Gates stood more on his knees, still holding on tightly to her neck, her knee connected with his groin. She pushed him off of her and sprang to her feet. She kicked him, knocking him over on his belly. She was about to reach over for her knife when Gates wrapped his arms around her waist and threw her into a nearby metal wall. A loud PING noise echoed around the room.
Ryan winched.
Lila pushed herself away from the wall but did not get far. Gates punched her shoulder, snapping it forward quickly and hitting the wall. She yelped and turned around just as he threw another punch and connected with the side of her jaw.
She barely caught herself on the wall before she held her jaw with her hand and looked up at him. He smiled at her as she moved towards him, yelling as she moved quickly. He threw a punch at her, she dodged him, grabbing his arm and twisting it. She did not get far with this, he grabbed her once more and threw her, she regained her balance after stumbling for a few feet.
Lila felt something underneath her feet, looking down she had stepped on the knife. Looking up, Gates was only a few feet in front of her, reaching backwards to get his gun.
That’s what she should have taken from him.
As she reached down, everything happened quickly, an arm reached out and grabbed her wrist. Her arm was yanked hard, she felt it leave her shoulder socket. She screamed as a boot collided with her stomach pushing her back against the hard wall. Hair fell into her face as she got up once more, not quiting. Gates punched her again, and again. She placed her good arm in front of her face in effort to stop his powerful blows, but it was too much. Her arm hit the side of her face, splitting her lip, blood poured down and onto her white cotton shirt.
Gates grabbed her neck once more, punching her in the gut and in the side. She felt something crack, she whimpered.
He threw her on the ground, the gravel rocks cutting at her sensitive skin. Sticking to her now painful palms. She rolled over on her stomach, crawling slowly towards the knife and shooting Ryan a pitiful look.
“What’s all the commotion?” a second voice filled the room, Walker.
She was dead, she would be killed this very instant. Closing her eyes, she prayed that Ryan would keep his end up of the plan. She actually knew she was going to die ahead of time. There was no way she could get out of this. She was also saving Ryan and Sasha’s lives in the process.
A hand darted out and grabbed the knife before she did. She gasped, it was over. A body in front of her collapsed, Walker. An unsteady body moved towards the now bloody Walker and reached behind him and pulled the gun out of his hands. The man stood up and aimed.
Two guns clicked, two shots, one fell.
“MDPD!” doors were kicked open and angry fast footsteps resonated through the whole warehouse building. Ryan stood feeling numb. It was all over. He turned his head towards the figure now in the doorway. Horatio stood before him, lowering his gun and surveying the scene. Frank arrived behind him.
“Mr. Wolfe,” Ryan looked up, feeling suddenly tired, “Mr. Wolfe, are you all right?”
Ryan nodded his head and looked down at Lila’s now still body.
Was she dead?
Horatio saw her and immediately holstered his gun and ran over to her, flipping her body onto her back. He pushed the hair out of her face and felt her neck for a pulse, “I need EMT units NOW!” he bellowed causing back up officers behind him to pull out their mobile phones.
“Stay with me Lila, stay with me!”
Ryan watched the scene in front him, still in shock. He felt a gentle tug at the bottom of his pants. Looking down he saw Sasha, looking back up at him with big brown eyes.
She asked something softly in Russian. Ryan bent over and picked her up truly for the first time and examined her.
She was definitely Lila’s daughter.
…
Calleigh maneuvered through the hospital, clutching one water bottle and a Styrofoam cup of coffee. She smiled brightly at a nurse and moved through Eric’s door and into his current sat on the bed, remote in his hand and flipping through channels.
“Hey,” she smiled placing a soft, quick kiss on his cheek, “I brought you coffee,” she laid it down on the table next to him. He smiled at her, eyes full of love.
“You’re not drinking coffee?” he raised an eyebrow, glancing down at the bottle in her hands, “Why?” he asks her.
Calleigh nervously chewed on her bottom lip and changed her foot positions, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, she pulled his bigger, stronger hand into hers, “Eric, I’m pregnant,” his eyes lit up like a child experiencing Christmas. He jumped up slightly, moving off the bed and enveloping her into a tight hug.
She patted his back and pushed him away slightly. He continued to hold her in his arms as she gazed up at him, “I take it you find it good news.”
He tucked another stray piece of hair, threatening to move in front of her pretty eyes, behind her ear as he leaned down, “I love you,” he nuzzled her nose with his slightly before moving down and planting a kiss on her lips.
It was full of tenderness and love, nothing hasty.
He was the first one to break this kiss, drumming his hands on her shoulders, she gazed up at him, “Can we go for a walk? I’m kinda gettin’ cabin fever around here!” she smiled brightly and chuckled.
Nodding quickly she looked around and grabbed his hand and clutched it tightly. He swung it playfully, smiling down at her and whispering a couple of sweet nothings into her ear and pressing a kiss to her cheek before she led him out the door.
His now slipper-covered feet clomped against the floor as her heels clicked. To any outsider, one would laugh at the sight before them.
They continued to move about the hospital, oblivious to all the people passing them by and giving them suggestive smiles.
Suddenly her phone rang. She groaned slightly and reached and pulled it out of her pocket. Horatio.
She flipped her phone open, “Duquesne,” she breathed out as Eric squeezed her hand and swung it some more
Her eyes moved around, mouth open at the shock of the news that Horatio just told her. Shutting her phone shut, she glanced up at Eric, “They found Ryan and Lila.”
“They were missing?”
Calleigh nodded, “Ryan has been, Horatio kept it as low profile as possible. I saw Lila the other day, she’s n critical condition,” Eric nodded, looking around nervously.
“They don’t think she’s gonna make it.”
…
Ryan held Sasha, occasionally bobbing her up and down, calming her as she rested her small head on his shoulder. Horatio smiled at the sight of Sasha before turning his attention back to Ryan.
“Are you sure you’re all right?”
Ryan nodded, “How bad is she, H,” he wanted that answer.
Horatio toyed with his sunglasses, fingering them slightly, “They don’t think she’ll make it,” Ryan nodded and bit his lip. The sudden urge to hit something came up again. If he had only tried to help her, but she told him not to. He should have, she wouldn’t be hurt as badly.
“Who is the girl?”
Ryan looked down at the messy blonde curls that were splayed across his shoulder, tickling his neck, “This is my daughter, Sasha,” Horatio did not expect that. The lieutenant moved closer, examining her face as she slept.
“Looks like Lila.”
“I know, H.”
…
Hours later, Calleigh laid curled into Eric’s side. The TV flickered lights around their faces in the dark room. His arm was protectively around her waist, keeping her actually on the bed and close by. Her soft, shallow breath tickled his neck as he moved so he could breathe in the smell of her shampoo.
He brought his hand over her belly, hesitantly. He splayed his hand across it before trailing it down and pulling the shirt out of her pants. He pushed it up and re-splayed his hand across her belly. He felt the heat of her skin radiate into his palm. He hummed slightly, feeling a flutter in his heart and tried to ignore the pulse meter rapidly elevating.
He felt her shift, snuggling more into him and sighing in her sleep. The vibration of his hum seemed to pull her into an even deeper sleep. He closed his eyes and tried to do so.
“Good morning Eric!” heels clicked into the room and immediately stopped. Eric jerked awake, immediately causing Calleigh to jump up slightly. Eric fixed her eyes on Natalia, who stood before his bed with balloons all connected to a string. Some said ‘Get Well’ and others said ‘Congratulations!’.
Natalia probably knew of Calleigh’s pregnancy.
Calleigh blushed and moved off the bed, habitually stretching as she did so. Eric scratched the back of his head underneath the bandage.
“I’ll be outside,” Natalia walked back outside, blushing as well.
Eric turned to Calleigh and smirked, “That was quite interesting.”
Calleigh nodded and smoothed her hair down before clambering on unsteady feet into the bathroom.
“You all right?” he called after her.
There was a couple of seconds of silence before she responded, “My foot fell asleep…”
Eric laughed.
…
Ryan sat by Lila, watching her eyes flutter. Her head moved around slightly as she moaned. Once her eyes opened, they blinked as she screwed them shut again and moaned once more.
She tried to move her shoulder, but whimpered lightly. Ryan was to his feet and reached over and poured her a glass of ice water and held it to her lips, “Drink,” he instructed.
Her head leaned forward as she barely took in any of the liquid. Leaning back wearily, she gazed up at Ryan with large brown eyes, “A-am I gonna be okay?” she stammered, pulling her arm slightly but not getting far due to the IVs implanted at her elbow.
He nodded, “You were almost beaten to death.”
“I thought I was dead…”
He shook his head, “Alexx wouldn’t have let that happen,” she painfully nodded her head, “You need to rest,” he leaned over her and pressed a kiss into her forehead. He then moved down to her lips and pressed a soft kiss on the corner. Her eyes fluttered closed as he moved out of the room, moving quickly for the door. He took one last glance back at her, holding onto the door before slipping out eventually.
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