The Repairman 15

The Repairman 15


John was in a lot of pain and not really sure how badly he was hurt. He knew she had stuck him with some sort of tool and he assumed it was a screwdriver but would not know for sure until he was able to get it out from his neck. He wanted to just head home but he wasn’t so sure if that was a great idea. If the girls awoke then the police would be headed his way much sooner than he wanted. If they didn’t then he would be okay for a little bit at least. He wanted to call Sarah but was not sure how she would be able to get away at this time of night and what if her husband answered? Then what would he do? He knew he did not want to leave without her and yet he knew he had to leave soon because Melissa would likely wake very soon since he had not been able to really do as much damage to her as he needed to do. There was no doubt she was out and probably would be for awhile. Well he hoped anyway by the size of the egg he was developing. He turned on the scanner so he could try and stay even with the movements of the police.

Sarah couldn’t sleep as her mind raced with all the possibilities that lay before her now. She was torn between two men and yet one was still drawing her towards him even in light of what the detectives had told her. In fact maybe it was even more because of the added mystery. She began to remember a boy who talked the same in high school as John talked now but they just did not look the same. She knew it couldn’t be the same person and that the man she knew was no crazy lunatic that would kidnap or kill or whatever the detectives thought. He was just too good to be what that were saying. He could not be the animal. She would have felt something or seen something. It just was not possible. She tossed and turned but her mind would just not shut down for the night. It continued to call to her to do something. She wanted to just close her eyes and worry about what to do tomorrow. She could not though seem to let it go as she knew that out there somewhere someone was watching John and he could be in danger. The sooner she was able to get the police off of John’s back then the sooner they could be on the right track. She was going back and forth on just what to do. What could she do?

Dr. Clark was still yelling for help as he leaned down and felt for a pulse on Janet. The pulse was there but not exactly strong. She had some very bad injuries and needed help real fast. He then headed to Melissa as the footsteps finally became clear behind him. Help was coming and a lot of it by the sounds of the growing noise. He felt for Melissa’s pulse and was quickly able to find it as it was still very strong. He could tell though her jaw was broken just by the way it curved at the bottom inwards. She was out and that was not a great sign either but she was not in quite as much danger as the other one. He wondered what could possibly have happened. Who was in the van? Why did he dump them here? It all seemed so unreal even now to him. Dr. Clark turned and began shouting orders to the crush of nurses, security, and other physicians that were oozing out of the doors. Quickly there were gurneys to get the girls up and into the ER where they could better asses their injuries. Then begin to treat them and hopefully get a story from at least one of them if not both. Although he truly doubted that the one with the broken jaw would be talking anytime soon. She looked kind of familiar to him but her face was so swollen now that he could not seem to place it anywhere right now. He decided to let one of the others take care of her as he knew she would be okay but the other was going to be tougher to save. He walked quickly to catch up with the first gurney as it was already headed inside. For some reason he was still drawn towards the other woman.

John had heard nothing yet from the scanner about the girls being left there in tough shape. He wondered what was going on and why they had not called the police yet. He knew they would but maybe the girls were so banged up that they were drawing all the attention right now. The police would be there and he knew that but at least they were not yet. He smiled as he pulled into his driveway and then into the garage. He got out as the door closed automatically. He was home and it felt good. He knew that there was no way in here without him knowing and that he could get out without anyone knowing if he needed too. They could not walk in without tripping alarms and the occasional trap he had laid out in the surroundings of his home. He decided the first thing he would do would be to arm the system to the hilt. He would turn the settings to their most sensitive to ensure nothing would get past them without a price. He also had the house wired and knew when he left it would be set ablaze to destroy all traces of him and the girls. He had planned for the day he may have to run but was hoping it never came. It never had to come until the women hurt him. If it just had not worked out that would have been one thing but it wasn’t how he felt. They hurt him when he was young and they had begun to hurt him again. He would not let that happen. And even now he had trusted Melissa a little and that proved to be too much as she tried to kill him. How could he be so damn foolish? He knew better but she was so warm towards him that it melted away the fear of her and the sense of things. He felt foolish as his blood began to boil. He finished with the settings and then headed to the bathroom to see what was in his neck. As soon as he saw the screwdriver he felt a sudden surge of pain. He turned to try and see how he could pull it out without causing more damage. He knew no matter what he could not go to the hospital as the police would end up all over him. The game would be over then and he would be caught for sure. So this was something he would have to do on his own. He reached back and grabbed the handle and slowly began to pull. He lurched forward in pain and let go of the screwdriver. He needed to bite on something to be able to handle this without biting his tongue off or breaking his teeth by clenching them so tight. He found a wooden spoon in his kitchen and then went back to the bathroom where he started the process all over again. This time he bit hard into the spoon, the wood crunched under the pressure. He knew he couldn’t stop because it would only be harder each time so he dug deep and kept pulling. He felt it slip free from something and then it slid right out. He didn’t care what it had been caught on but he was sure glad it was out now. He spit the spoon with huge gouges in it out of his mouth. Blood flowed from the now empty wound. Nothing to put pressure on the blood vessels that were torn apart and thus the blood ran down the front of him and down the back of him. He began to feel weak but knew he had to somehow keep pressure on the wound to get it to stop bleeding. He wasn’t sure if he could do it alone but knew he had no choice. He grabbed a towel and pressed his back against the wall with one towel between. He grasped a second towel and held it tight against the front of the wound. He just wanted to sleep but he knew that was not a good sign so he fought it. His eyes began to close.

Raines and Burma where watching the house when they suddenly began to hear noise from within. They were not hearing much of anything or at least not any words. They watched intently. Then the call came on the radio for them to get to the hospital to check out the two women who had been savagely beaten and left in the lot in front of the ER entrance. They didn’t want to go as this case felt like it was so close to unraveling. They knew they were close to something but really did not know what it was just yet. They ignored the call to them for as long as they could then radio dispatch that they were busy. That worked for a moment before they got orders to go and drop what they were doing as this was believed to be connected somehow to their case. They looked at each other and then quickly drove off towards the hospital which was quite a ways from where they sat now.

Sarah just could not sleep and felt like she had to do something. She needed to see John and that was that she decided. Screw the detectives’ plans as she had her own plans and was going to do this her way. Her very own way and she would not be stopped. She quietly got dressed and was headed towards the door. He heard her moving around and knew she was up to something; he slipped out of bed and quickly outside. He settled into the back of her vehicle and knew she would not see him. He needed to confront this man that was stealing his wife. Sarah listened for her husband but heard nothing and quickly snuck outside to her car. She got in and put it in gear to let it roll down the driveway. Then Sarah paused for a second as she felt like she was not alone. She turned quickly but did not see anything except a jacket that belonged to her husband. She didn’t remember it being there but didn’t really care right now either. She started the ignition and roared off towards John’s home.