THE
DETECTIVES OF THE 9TH PRECINCT
SERIES
“THE
ANGEL OF DEATH”
“Neal what are you looking for?” Steve
asks as the sounds of Neal opening and closing desk drawers are heard.
“My lucky quarter.” Neal replies.
“You’re lucky quarter?” Steve asks. “You
mean the quarter you use every time we have to make a decision about who is
going to do something dangerous or something stupid. Like the time I had to
wear the Elf tights?”
“Hey they fit you and anyway it was
Christmas but yeah that quarter. Have you seen it?” Neal asks.
“Nope.” Steve replies.
“Are you sure?” Neal asks.
“Positive.” Steve replies.
“Oh okay. So what case have you picked
out today Steve?”
“Well Neal you know I am having a hard
time deciding between these two….”
“Let’s see here…The Angel of Death or
High School High”? Well those are two good ones but I’m partial to the High
School High one.” Neal says.
“Why?” Steve asks.
“Because you did most of the work that’s
why!” Neal says as he laughs.
“Yeah and as I recall it was all because
of that stupid, lucky quarter of yours that’s why! All you did was stand around
and hold a damn stop watch!!” Steve replies.
“Hey bucko! You told everybody that you
ran track in High School and at the
“Well I did have the best time of the
recruits in that class….” Steve says rather smugly.
“See! So what are you bitching about?”
“Neal!!! Watch your language!!” Steve
says.
“Oh hell yeah I forgot we were
taping….sorry John Q. Public out there….so I suppose you want to talk about the
Angel of Death one.”
“Yes I would.” Steve says.
“Why?” Neal asks.
“Because it was the first time I had to
really work by myself….”
“True….” Neal replies.
“But if you’re still unsure we could
always flip for it.” Steve says.
“That would be a good idea that is if I
could find my lucky quarter.” Neal replies.
“Well I have a quarter we could use
that.”
“Okay….” Neal says.
“I’ll call it….I’ll take heads….”
“Well then I guess I have to take….”
Neal says.
“Ah sorry Neal it was heads. I guess you
lose for once!!!!” Steve says.
“Hey wait that’s my lucky quarter! Where
did you get it?”
“From Ruby!” Steve replies. “And you ought
to be ashamed of yourself Neal; you’re a cop for goodness sakes! All these
years your lucky quarter was a two headed quarter!!!”
“I can’t believe the woman that I love
ratted me out!!!” Neal says.
“She’s a good woman Neal much too good
for you obviously! What a thing to do to your best friend!! When I think of all
the things you tossed this on and the stupid things I had to do because you
cheated!!!”
“Now wait Steve I didn’t always use that
quarter….”
“The Captain told me that he needed some
help this weekend to clean out his garage and I told him that we would toss for
it….” Steve replies.
“Wait? This weekend? No, no the big game
is on this weekend….” Neal protests.
“Let’s see….I choose heads again and
again you lose!!! Ah!! No big game for you this weekend!!!”
“Two out of four with a real quarter….”
Neal says.
“No….” Steve replies.
“Three out of six?” Neal says.
“No….” Steve replies.
“Okay then why don’t I toss something
else instead….?” Neal says.
“Such as?” Steve asks.
“You!!!” Neal exclaims. “I toss you in
the air and if you land on your head then you help the Captain clean out his
garage and if you land on your tail then I’ll clean out the garage….”
“The answer to that is….no!!!” Steve
replies.
“No huh? Okay I guess I lost then….hey
I’ll toss you to see who goes and gets dinner. Look I have a real quarter….”
Neal says.
“Okay….I want heads….” Steve says.
“Oooppps sorry Steve its tails I win.”
“Oh okay I guess I’ll go then, hey start
this while I’m gone okay?”
“Sure Steve no problem.”
The next sound is the office door
opening and closing and then Neal laughs. “What Steve doesn’t know is I have a
lot of these quarters….!!!! Now onto the next case.”
V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7
THE STREETS OF OCEANVIEW:
The
bad guy always run. Always. And that was precisely what Steve and Neal were
doing on this bright spring like morning, the streets still wet from an early
spring rain, as they chased the bad guy who had just robbed a drug store. Steve
had jumped a fence in his sprite like way, then he dodged a few puddles as he runs
out of the alley from in front of a truck that was parked there which gained
him a few car horns blowing and angry words flew his way as he ran out into
traffic still in pursuit.
Neal
was only a few hundred yards behind him as he jumped the same fence, he dodged
the same puddles as he ran out of the same alley in front of that same truck
that was parked there and then Neal ran out into traffic….
It
was too late before Neal knew it was too late and the yellow checkered cab’s
bumper hit him just above the knees and it propelled him over the hood and up
onto the windshield. Neal’s head hit the windshield hard enough to crack it and
then his momentum rolled him right off the cab and down onto the pavement….
The
entire time Steve could feel Neal behind him and when he ran across the street
and he entered the other alley he heard a car horn, the squeal of brakes trying
to find purchase on the wet pavement then he heard, a sickening dull thud, and
then it was like a scene out of a television show. Filmed in slow motion for
the most dramatic effect possible. Steve skidded to a stop in the alley then he
turned to look behind him and he saw Neal flying up onto the hood of the cab
and then down once again to the pavement below.
“NEAL!!!!”
Steve
heard someone yell and then he realized that it was him as he turned and ran
out of the alley where he fell to his knees beside Neal who laid in a crumpled
heap on his left side.
“Neal!” Steve carefully felt for a pulse at his neck.
“Oh god Neal.”
“Hey
what in the hell!!! What are you two guys doing!!!! I didn’t see him!!! I swear
to god I didn’t see him!!!” The cab driver says as he kneels down at Neal’s
head. “What in god’s name was he doing running out in front of me…..!!!!”
Steve
grabs him by his jacket and he pulls him roughly to him then he shows the cab
driver his badge.
“We’re
cops man!!!”
“God
almighty!!! Cops!!!! I’m sorry….is he?” The cab driver says.
“No
he isn’t and he won’t be if I have anything to say about it! Do you have an
emergency road kit in the trunk of your cab???”
The
stunned cab driver doesn’t answer as he looks down at Neal
Steve
pulls him closer to him. “Hey!!!!”
The
cab driver looks at him.
“I
said do you have an emergency road kit in the trunk of your car?” Steve says
again.
“Yeah,
yeah I think I do….”
Steve
hears Neal groan and he looks down to see Neal slowly open one eye and then
Steve reaches out to hold Neal’s hand.
“Hey
buddy….” Steve replies as he smiles down at him.
“Don’t
yell man…..St....eve…..I’m….I’m….cold.” Neal manages to say.
Steve
takes off his jacket and he drapes it over Neal then he looks back up at the
cab driver. “Does it have a blanket?”
The
cab driver just nods as he looks down at Neal. “Then get it!!! I have to keep
him warm otherwise he’ll go into shock….” Steve hits him on the arm. “Move damn
it!!! And after you get that blanket get on the horn and tell your dispatcher
to send an ambulance!!” Steve grabs the cab driver’s arm. “Tell them an officer
is down!!!! Now move!!!!”
The
cab driver stands up and he runs off to the back of the cab then Steve turns
his attention back to Neal as he looks at the back of his head.
“Bad
guy?” Neal asks.
Steve
takes his handkerchief out of his back pocket and he places it underneath
Neal’s head where it hit the windshield to stop some of the blood flow.
“No
Neal he got away.”
“….Shot?”
Neal asks.
“No
pal you weren’t shot….” Steve answers as the cab driver returns and he hands
Steve the blanket and he drapes that over Neal as well. “Better Neal?”
Neal
nods.
Steve
snaps his fingers at the cab driver. “Give me your jacket! Now!!!”
“The
ambulance is coming.” The cab driver says as he takes off his jacket and he
hands it to Steve who immediately wads it up and he gently places it under
Neal’s head.
“There
you go.” Steve says as he holds Neal’s hand again.
“….Left
arm can’t….feel….feel….my….” Neal tries to say.
“Don’t
talk. It’s still there you’re just lying on it that’s all.”
Neal
looks up at Steve. “….Shot?”
“You
big lummox I already told you no….” Steve says.
“Scared….”
Neal says.
“Don’t
be I’m right here.” Steve replies as he holds his hand tighter.
“Hurt
bad….?” Neal asks.
“You
hit your head and we both know how hard that is.” Steve replies.
“Die….?”
“No
Neal you aren’t going to die!!! Don’t say that okay? That won’t happen….”
“Ruby….”
Neal says.
“I’ll
call her.”
“Sleepy….”
Neal says.
“No
Neal don’t go to sleep okay, stay with me. Listen their playing our song.”
Steve says as the sirens grow closer. Then Steve feels a hand on his shoulder.
“Steve?”
Steve
looks up to see Greg one of the motorcycle officers.
“Greg
man can you get those people back? Give Neal some air.”
“Sure
man….I’ll flag down the ambulance.” Greg says as he walks off.
“Who….?”
Neal asks.
“That
was Greg our friendly neighborhood motorcycle jockey….” Steve replies.
“So
sleepy….”
“I
know you are but you have to stay with me Neal okay, the ambulance is right
around the corner. Besides you owe me a dollar from that pin-ball game last
night….” Steve says as the ambulance wails signals that it is coming up the
street behind them and Steve looks up to see Greg directing the ambulance over
to them.
“Cheat….”
Neal replies.
“I’m
just better at pin-ball than you….” Steve says.
“Tilt….”
Neal says as he looks at Steve.
“You
always say that every time I beat you….” Steve replies.
“Don’t
cry softie….” Neal replies.
Steve
sniffles. “I won’t….Neal I have to move so they can take you to the hospital
okay?” Steve says as he leans in closer to him.
“Not
alone….” Neal says as he holds tighter to his hand.
Steve
puts his hand on Neal’s head. “I’ll be with you okay….”
“Swear….”
“I
swear to god….” Steve says.
“Love….”
“I
know you do me too. Let them take you to the hospital okay?” Steve says.
Neal
nods his head then Steve slowly lets go of Neal’s hand.
“I
have to go in there!!! I told him that I would be with him!!!!” Steve yells to
the nurse that is holding him back.
“You
can’t go in there sir!”
Steve
shows her his badge. “You don’t understand I’m a cop and he’s my partner!”
“You’re
a cop?” She asks.
“Yeah
I am….”
“Then
you guard that bench right there!” She says as she points to it. “And fill out
this paperwork….” She hands Steve a clipboard.
“You’re
insane you know that!!! My partner is badly hurt and you want me to fill out
paperwork!!!!” Steve replies.
“Look
officer….”
“Detective!”
Steve corrects her.
“Whatever!!!
Detective! You’re partner is getting the best medical care there is right there
in that room and they don’t need you in there getting in the way!!!”
“Yeah
but I….” Steve says just as the examining room doors fly open and Neal is
wheeled out with the nurses and a doctor in attendance.
“Doctor!
What’s going on? Where are you taking him?” Steve asks as he catches up to the
doctor.
“Surgery.
His spleen has ruptured and we have to remove it. Excuse me.” The doctor
replies.
Steve
watches as they wheel him into the elevator and the doors close behind them.
“What
floor is surgery on?” Steve asks as he hugs the clipboard.
“The
fourth floor.” The nurse replies.
“Thanks….”
Steve looks at her.
“Muriel.”
“Thanks
Muriel.” Steve says.
She
takes the clipboard from him. “You can fill this out later. Go and be with
him.”
Steve
paced back and forth and then when he couldn’t pace anymore he sat down on one
of the chairs with his head in his hands.
“Steve….”
“Oh
Captain Reynolds you made it….” Steve says as gets up and he goes over to the
Captain.
“I
just got the message Steve what happened?” The Captain asks.
“Ah
we were chasing a guy and we ran across the street and Neal was hit by a cab,
he’s in surgery, the doctor said they have to remove his spleen and other than
that I don’t know….”
“How
long has he been in surgery?” The Captain asks.
“It
seems like days but I think it’s been about an hour now. Oh my god I have to go
and call Neal’s….” Steve stops as he looks at the Captain. “….Friend.”
“You
mean Ruby?”
Shocked
Steve looks at him. “Well yeah….you know about Ruby?”
“Yes
Neal told me all about her.” The Captain says.
“Well
then I better go and call Ruby.” Steve says and before he can walk away the
doors to the operating room opens and they watch as Neal is wheeled out of the
room and down the hall and following behind is the doctor.
He
pulls off his operating mask as he walks towards Steve. “Detective Perry?” He
asks in
the
Captain’s direction.
“No
I’m Detective Perry that’s our Captain, Captain Reynolds.”
“Captain….”
The doctor says as he nods at the Captain. “Your partner is a very lucky man;
if he had lain out on that street for much longer he would have died. A
ruptured spleen, which we removed, broken ribs and his left arm was fractured
and oh he had a slight concussion….”
“Doctor
is he going to be alright?” Steve asks.
“It
will take time but yes he will be fine in about a month or so….”
“A
month?” The Captain and Steve say at the same time.
“Yes
about a month or so….” The doctor repeats.
“Can
I see him?” Steve asks.
“Not
for a couple of hours Detective he’s going to recovery….”
“Can’t
I just see him for a few minutes?”
“Detective
he won’t even know that you’re there….” The doctor replies.
“Yes
he will, Doctor look he’s my best friend and I promised him that I would be
there….”
The
doctor saw the hopeful look on Steve’s face and he hated to turn him down.
“Alright Detective….” He says as he takes a deep breath. “….But only for a few
minutes….”
“Cool
thanks Doc….” Steve says.
“I’ll
call Ruby.” The Captain says as he goes off to find a phone.
The
doctor leads Steve into the recovery room and Steve had never seen Neal so
still. His left arm was in a cast and there were the usual tubes, wires,
catheters and an I.V. inserted into his right arm and the nurse was there
setting the dosage.
“Nurse
I told him that he could stay for a few minutes.” The doctor says as he puts
his hand on Steve’s shoulder.
“Yes
doctor.”
“Is
it alright if I touch him?” Steve asks the nurse.
“Yes
go ahead.”
Steve
approaches the bed and he slowly reaches out and he takes a hold of Neal’s
right hand and he squeezes it.
“Hey
buddy I’m here….” Steve says.
In
response Neal squeezes Steve’s hand. “Thank god. The doctor says you’ll be fine
Neal. I just wanted you to know that I was here, the Captain is here too and
he’s calling Ruby….” Neal squeezes Steve’s hand again. “See I knew that would
make you feel better. As soon as they move you into your own room I’ll be back
to visit you and don’t worry about a thing, just rest okay?”
In
response Neal squeezes Steve’s again.
“You
scared me Neal don’t ever do that again, okay?” Steve says then Neal squeezes
his hand again.
“Detective
you should really go now.” The nurse says to him.
“Alright
nurse. Neal when you get your room I’ll see you okay?” Steve says and Neal
squeezes his hand. “I’ll see you later.” Steve says as he reluctantly lets go
of Neal’s hand.
A WEEK LATER HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL ROOM 1612:
“Pick
a card Neal.”
Neal
reaches over with his good arm and he picks a card.
“Now
look at it and memorize it and put it back in the deck.”
Neal
looks at and then he puts it back in the deck and it is shuffled.
“Your
card was the ninth of diamonds right?”
“Yeah
it was! That’s amazing Homer how did you do that?” Neal asks.
“It’s
a marked deck. It’s for fun only you don’t really want to play a serious game
with them you may end up getting shot!” Homer says and Neal laughs.
“Oh
hey I have something else to show you.” Homer says as he goes over to the
closet and he pulls a box out of his bag.
“You’ve
heard of the coin toss right?” Homer asks.
“Oh
you mean heads or tails? Sure.”
Homer
opens the box and he takes out a coin. “With these coins you will never lose
another coin toss again.” Homer says as he hands it to Neal.
“Well
I’ll be it’s two headed!!!” Neal says as he turns it around.
“Again
for fun, here you can have the box.”
“Oh
Homer I shouldn’t….” Neal says.
“It’s
alright they are just samples.”
Neal
smiles, “Okay can you put them in my bag that’s in the closet?”
“Sure.”
Homer takes the box and he puts them in Neal’s bag.
Just
then the door opens and Steve walks in carrying a huge plant. “Hey Neal are you
awake I got you a….” Steve says then he stops when he sees a strange man
standing in the middle of the room, wearing a bathrobe and slippers. “Oh hey
man I’m sorry I guess I have the wrong room I was looking for….”
“No
Steve you’ve got the right room.” Neal replies. “That’s my roommate Homer….”
“Homer
Stiles….” Homer says as he approaches Steve and he shakes his hand and the next
thing Steve knew he felt a slight electrical shock in his hand.
“Hey
man what was that!!!” Steve says as he jumps.
Neal
and Homer laugh. “It’s a hand buzzer see.” Homer says as he holds his hand up
and he shows Steve.
“He
got me too Steve.” Neal says as he continues to laugh.
“Here’s
my card.” Homer hands Steve his business card.
“Homer
Stiles….Seller of fine novelties, Gag gifts and fun items, suitable for
parties, conventions and what-have-yous. Wow! It’s nice to meet you Homer
I’m….”
“Oh
Neal told me all about you, how you’re his partner and that your Detectives and
it all sounded very exciting!” Homer replies.
“Steve
that is quite a plant.” Neal says.
Steve
sits it on the floor by the window. “Yeah it’s a Ficus and its name is Fred….”
“Fred?”
Neal replies.
“Yeah
it looked like a Fred to me.”
The
door opens and the nurse comes in pushing a wheel chair. “Mr. Stiles what are
you doing out of bed?”
“Hello
Nurse I was just talking to Neal here….” Homer says.
“You
are supposed to rest. It’s time for some more tests.” The nurse says.
“Oh
okay but I feel fine.” Homer says.
“Yes
I know you do now have a seat.” The nurse says as she pats the wheel chair.
Homer
sits down. “It was nice meeting you Steve maybe I’ll see you later.”
“Sure
Homer see you later.”
The
nurse wheels him out of the room.
“I
thought you were supposed to have a private room?” Steve asks.
“Me
too but they brought him in here after you left yesterday. I think they don’t
have enough room for people to have private rooms.”
“So
what’s wrong with him? He looks healthy enough.” Steve replies.
“Problems
with his ticker….” Neal says.
“Oh….”
“They
are trying to decide if he needs a pacemaker or not.” Neal says.
“That’s
rough he seems like he’s a nice guy. Hey I brought you something else….” Steve
says as he pulls a bag out of his jacket pocket.
“What
is it?” Neal asks as he takes it from Steve. “Chocolate pudding?”
“Yeah
I know you love Chocolate Pudding and I bet the hospital’s isn’t as good as
Ida’s.”
“Thanks
Steve.”
“How
do you feel today partner?” Steve asks.
“Oh
the pain come and goes.” Neal says.
“What’s
a spleen?” Steve asks.
“The
doctor said something about how it gets rid of abnormal blood cells or
something like that….he did say that I can live without one….it’s no big deal.
So did you get the number of the bus that hit me?”
“Actually
Neal it was a yellow cab and its number was 13.” Steve says.
“13?
That used to be my lucky number.”
“You
know this is a pretty nice room for a hospital and all, you have a TV. And a
nice view of the parking lot and a comfy bed….”
“That’s
easy for you to say you don’t have to be here, this hospital is just, I don’t
know, creepy I guess.”
“Creepy?
Why is it creepy?” Steve asks.
“I
don’t know but the week I have been here a lot of people have died.” Neal says.
“Well
Neal it’s a hospital and people have a tendency to die in hospitals you know.”
“I
know but there has been a lot around here lately. Two rooms up the hall
somebody died and the floor above me somebody else died and when the nurse took
me to x-ray I heard the nurses talking and they said that the deaths were odd.”
Neal replies.
“Odd?
What do you mean by odd?” Steve asks.
“I
don’t know exactly the technician came in then.” Neal says.
“Ah
Neal you’re just missing the street and all of that, you aren’t used to being
laid up in bed so your mind is working overtime. Those Detective wheels are
turning!” Steve says as he points to his head.
“Speaking
of which how’s it going solo?” Neal asks.
“I….”
Steve starts to say but he doesn’t finish.
“Are
you remembering to keep up the log book?” Neal asks.
“Yes
mother….” Steve replies.
“Doing
the daily reports?” Neal asks.
“Yes….”
“Any
problems?” Neal asks.
“No….”
Steve replies.
“How’s
the streets….?” Neal asks.
“Willie
the weasel sends you his love.” Steve says as he winks at him.
“I’m
being a nag aren’t I?” Neal says.
“Maybe
just a little.”
“I’m
sorry Steve but in all the years I’ve been a cop I don’t think I have been off
the streets this long and it’s only been a week or so and to think I have to be
out of commission for a month….”
“….Or
more.” Steve points out.
“Thanks.”
“Look
Neal think of this as a vacation by now you must have at least a bazillion
hours of vacation time saved up.”
“Well
Steve I wish we were fishing….” Neal says.
“I
know me too do you think I like seeing you lay up in this bed? It was like
watching something out of a television show when that cab hit you and Neal I’m
not a rookie….”
“I
know….”
“You
trained me you know….” Steve points out.
“I
did didn’t I….?”
“Yes
you did….hey are you okay?” Steve asks.
“I
think the pain medication just wore off….holy….Steve it really hurts.”
“Alright
Neal breath man breath I’ll call the nurse here grab my hand and when the pain
gets bad….”
Neal
squeezes Steve’s hand hard almost bringing tears to Steve’s eyes.
“….Neal
easy man that’s my gun hand!”
“Sorry….”
Steve
leans on the call button for the nurse. “Are they all deaf?” Steve asks when
the nurse doesn’t come fast enough so Steve leans on it again.
“If
you don’t mind all you have to do is push it one time.” The nurse says as she
comes into the room and over to the bed.
“Well
I did that and you didn’t come!” Steve replies.
“What
seems to be the problem?” The nurse asks.
“My
buddy here is in pain, really bad pain and he needs another shot or whatever it
was you gave him the last time.” Steve says as she checks his chart.
“According
to this he had pain medication about two hours ago….”
“I
don’t care what that says he needs more right now….”
In
the middle of their discussion the door opens and the orderly comes in and he
goes over to Homer’s bed and he begins to strip it of its old sheets.
“….Look
Nurse….” Steve says.
“Beatrice.”
“Beatrice.
He’s really hurting can’t you do something for him?” Steve asks. “Please.”
“The
doctor did make a notation on the chart to give him pain medication as needed.
I’ll be right back.” She pats him on the arm before she leaves.
“Wow
Steve you’re tough.” Neal says as he winces.
Steve
comes out of the bathroom with a washcloth and he wipes the sweat off of Neal’s
forehead. “And I was being nice. Hang on
she’ll be back and she’ll give you something to make you feel better.”
“What
would I do if I didn’t….” Neal inhales sharply then when the pain passes he
continues. “….Have you to run interference for me?”
Steve
smiles. “Let’s hope we never have to find that out.”
The
nurse returns carrying a tray with a bottle and a syringe and she sit it down
on the table at the foot of the bed. “It’ll be just a few more minutes Mr.
Schon.”
Neal
nods and they both watch as the nurse puts the pain killer in the I.V. that is
inserted into the vein in Neal’s hand.
“There.
You should be feeling better in just a few minutes.” The nurse replies.
Neal
closes his eyes and Steve feels the tension leave Neal’s hand as he relaxes as
the pain medicine takes effect.
“Wow!!
That is amazing! What is that? I hope you keep that locked up!” Neal replies.
The
nurse laughs. “Good old morphine. You….” She says as she points at Steve.
“Me?”
Steve says as he points to himself.
“Yes
you. In five minutes visiting hours are over.”
Steve
looks over at Neal. “Well we still have a lot to talk about you know….”
“It
better be the Reader’s Digest condensed version because now you have four
minutes and counting.” The nurse says. “I’ll be back to check on you later Mr.
Schon.”
“Thanks
Nurse.” Neal replies.
“Mark
the room next door has been empty for an hour when do you plan on changing the
sheets on the beds?” The nurse asks the orderly before she goes out the door.
Mark
finished tucking the sheets in on Homer’s bed before he answers. “When I finish
this one then I’ll go next door.”
“Make
sure that you do.” She says then she goes out of the door.
Steve
and Neal watched that little exchange in silence even though they tried to
ignore it which was difficult to do.
“I’ll
bring you some magazines tomorrow. I think you got Playboy, Better Homes and
Gardens and the Ladies Home Journal and Cosmo….” Steve says.
“The
Ladies Home Journal and Better Homes and Gardens are not mine you moron!” Neal
protests.
“Uh
huh they were in your mailbox.” Steve says.
“They
belong to Ida.” Neal says.
Finally
the orderly finishes the bed and as he leaves he knocks the water pitcher off
of the bedside table and he bangs the laundry cart against the door frame and
he lets the door shut behind him. Steve goes over and he picks up the empty
water pitcher and he sets it back down on the table.
“I
thought you were suppose to be quiet in hospitals.” Steve says.
“Yeah
I thought so too.” Neal says.
“Well
I better go I guess. I’m come back tomorrow and I’ll bring you some magazines
and the Book of the Month Club selection you ordered.” Steve says.
“I
didn’t order any Books of the Month Steve that was Ida again.”
“Yeah
sure I’ll bring it anyway.” Steve says.
“Watch
your ass out there Steve since I ain’t there to protect you.” Neal says
seriously.
Steve
smiles. “Who got hit by the cab? I’ll be careful and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
THE HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL PARKING GARAGE THE NEXT DAY:
“Hey
Greg….” Steve says as he walks to the small group that is gathered around the
body on the pavement.
“Steve
how’s Neal doing?” Greg asks.
“Better
he’s going to need a lot of time off though, what’s the story here?” Steve asks
as he goes over to the gurney and he carefully lifts the corner of the sheet.
“They
found her this afternoon. Her shift started over an hour ago and when she
didn’t show they called her apartment and when she didn’t answer, her
co-worker….” The officer points to where Nurse Muriel is standing. “….decided
to go to her apartment and when she got out here she saw her car and she found
her.”
“Detective.”
Steve
looks up to see the Coroner coming his way. “If it isn’t Sam, Sam the Coroner
man.”
“Do
you know her?” The Coroner asks.
“We
weren’t formally introduced or anything like that but she came into Neal’s room
yesterday. She just looks like she is asleep Doc.” Steve says.
“There
isn’t a mark on her not that I can see anyway. I’ll find out more once I get
her back to the lab....Detective….Steve!” The Coroner says.
“Hmm
what?” Steve says.
“I
said there is no visible signs of trauma. What are you thinking about?”
Steve
looks down at body. “I was just remembering something Neal told me yesterday,
he said that the hospital was creepy. I better go and talk to Muriel and let me
know what you find Doc.”
“Don’t
I always Detective and give my best to Detective Schon.”
“Nurse,
nurse can I take that?” Steve asks the nurse that is pushing Neal’s wheelchair
back to his room.
“Be
careful Detective.” The nurse says.
“Always.
Hey….”
“Hey
yourself.” Neal says as he gives his standard greeting.
“We
have to talk partner is your roomy at home?” Steve asks.
“He
was watching t.v. the last time I saw him. I told you this hospital was
creepy.”
“So
I guess you heard about Beatrice Carmichael?” Steve asks.
“Who
hasn’t? It’s the talk of the hospital. Have you found anything out yet?” Neal
asks.
Steve
parks Neal near the window down at the end of the hall then he grabs a nearby
chair. “Just that the ex-husband has an alibi for the time she got off of work
and the Coroner determined that she died from a heart attack but that was
strange because according to him her heart was healthy.”
“So
she just walked out to the parking garage and keeled over?” Neal replies.
“Would
seem so and we have to wait on the drug screen to come back. Sam, Sam the
Coroner man and I agree that it looks fishy. And of course everybody she worked
with didn’t have a bad thing to say about her, no enemies, you know the usual.
I still have a lot more people to interview….”
“So
I guess that means we can’t watch Adam-12.” Neal says as he pouts.
“Ah
don’t pout you’re get wrinkles.” Steve says.
Neal
starts to say something then he stops.
“What?”
Steve asks.
“Oh
it’s silly.” Neal says.
“Oh
go ahead and say it.” Steve says.
“All
of a sudden I know what it feels like to be one of the women in our lives.”
“Huh?”
Steve replies.
“You
know you make plans to do something with your girl and then you have to go to
work and now I know what that feels like.” Neal says.
Steve
wheels Neal back in the direction of his room.
“Ah
Neal you just aren’t used to being cooped up this long that’s all. Hey give
Ruby a call….and while you do that I have work to do. See you later partner.”
Steve says.
HOLY CROSS ORDERLY LOCKER ROOM:
“Mark….Mark
Castro?” Steve says to the guy who is changing his clothes at his locker.
“Maybe,
didn’t you see the ‘Employees Only’ sign on the door?” Mark asks as he sits
down on the bench to put on his shoes.
“Yeah
I did but I think this gives me access anywhere.” Steve says as he shows him
his badge.
“You’re
a cop?!” Mark says as he looks Steve up and down.
“Yeah
and you’re an orderly? I want to ask you a few questions about Nurse Beatrice
Carmichael.” Steve puts his foot on the bench as he slips his badge back into
his pocket.
“What
sort of questions?” Mark asks.
“Oh
you know the usual.” Steve replies as he takes a notepad out of his jacket
pocket. “Let me see you left work at the same time….”
“No
I didn’t….” Mark protests.
“You
didn’t….?” Steve says.
“No
I get off work at
“So
Mark how do you know what time she got off of work?” Steve asks.
Mark
shrugs. “It’s common knowledge….”
“Common
knowledge, okay, but someone did tell me that they saw you leaving….” Steve
says.
“They
were wrong.” Mark replies.
“Okay….a
few of the other nurses told me that she was well-liked and that she didn’t
have any enemies.” Steve looks at Mark as he says that.
“Everybody
has enemies….” Mark says.
“So
I take it you didn’t like her Mark?” Steve asks.
“I
didn’t say that now did I Detective?” Mark says as he stands up to his full
height of at least 6’1 which causes Steve to remove his foot from the bench and
look up at him.
“I
was in the room that night when she told you to change the sheets in the room
next door, and the way that she spoke to you, you know Mark, I wouldn’t like it
if a woman spoke to me like that. In fact it would make me angry, did it make
you angry Mark?”
“She
spoke like that to all the orderlies Detective….”
“Hey
are those medical books in your locker?” Steve says.
Mark
then slams his locker shut. “Maybe.”
“Going
to medical school Mark?” Steve asks.
“That
isn’t any of your business Detective. I have to go to work so if you don’t have
any other questions….” Mark says.
“I’ll
know where to find you….Mark.” Steve replies.
Steve
watches as Mark leaves the room and just as Steve is about to leave another
orderly enters the room.
“Hey
man you know this place is for….” The guy says.
Steve
takes out his badge again and he shows it to him.
“Hey
man it’s cool; I bet you’re here about that Nurse right?”
“Right
man but first maybe I can ask you about Mark….” Steve says.
“Ah
Muriel my lovely Muriel.”
“What
do you want Steve?” Muriel asks.
“Want?
Muriel what makes you think I want anything?” Steve replies.
“By
that tone in your voice.”
“Tone
what tone? I just wanted to see if you would join me for a cup of coffee….”
“I
don’t drink coffee.” Muriel replies.
“Oh
okay well then how about a nice, juicy steak….”
“I
don’t eat meat either.” Muriel replies.
“Alright
then how about a cup of herbal tea and a spinach salad?”
Muriel
laughs. “Maybe but you do want something right?”
Steve
looks down at the counter then he looks back up and he smiles at her. “Maybe
just a little something….” Steve says as he takes her by her hand and he looks
her in the eyes. “I know there have been some odd deaths here and I was just
wondering….”
“….Wondering?”
Muriel asks as she continues to look in his eyes.
Steve
bites his lip as he leans in closer to her. “Yeah you know wondering about the
deaths….” Steve kisses her on her hand. “….How they died and who was around
when they died that sort of thing.”
“Well
you know I can’t give out confidential patient information….”
“Oh
no baby I understand….” Steve kisses her hand again. “But I just want the times
of death and how they died and you know honey I can make it….worth your while.”
Steve says as he leans in even closer to her.
“Hmmm
Detective is that a bribe?” Muriel asks.
“No
honey that’s a promise so what do you say?” Steve asks.
“Hmmmm….”
Muriel leans in and begins to kiss him. “….No.”
Steve
blinks once then twice. “No?”
Muriel
shoves him back. “And you ought to be ashamed of yourself!”
“Me?”
Steve says as he points to himself. “What did I do?”
“Batting
those long eyelashes at me!!” Muriel says.
“Ah
Muriel honey I’m just trying to conduct an investigation and you could be a big
help so let me buy you lunch….” Steve smiles sweetly at her. “Come on baby….”
“Oh
alright.”
Steve
takes her hand and he wraps it around his arm as they walk down the hall.
HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL ROOM 1612 THE NEXT DAY:
“Whoops
sorry!” Steve says as he covers his eyes as he comes into Neal’s room.
Ruby
and Neal stop kissing when Steve flies into the room.
“Hi
Steve sweetheart.” Ruby says as she smiles.
“Ruby….”
“Hey….”
Neal says.
“Hey
yourself.” Steve says back to Neal. “Don’t mean to interrupt you two….”
“Now
if I had a private room then you might be interrupting something….” Neal says
as he winks at Ruby.
“Sugar
if you had a private room that door would be locked!” Ruby says as she kisses
Neal again.
Steve’s
eyes widen. “Whoa! I can always leave and come back in five minutes….!” Steve
says as he laughs.
Neal
makes a face at him. “Ha, ha and ha!! You can stay I’m afraid that Ruby has to
go.”
“Yes
but I’ll be back tomorrow sugar, you know, I kinda like you laid up in bed like
this. At least I know where you are.” Ruby says as she winks at Neal.
Steve
looks at the floor and he smiles as they say their goodbyes.
“What
are you smiling at?” Neal asks as Steve walks towards the bed.
“Ain’t
love grand, and to think I was worried about you.”
“Well
you couldn’t have been that worried about me I haven’t seen you in days.” Neal
points out.
“Well
I have been busy, where’s your roommate?” Steve says as he points over to the
other bed.
“Surgery
their putting in his pacemaker today.”
“Oh.”
Steve replies. “Well Sam the Coroner got back to me. He said that Beatrice’s
heart attack was not natural.”
“Wait
was not natural? What in the hell does that mean?” Neal asks.
“That
means that her death was helped along a little bit, the coroner found a tiny
hole from a syringe. She was attacked in the garage and somebody injected her
with something.”
“Wow
that doesn’t sound like your average, run of the mill, psycho killer.” Neal
says.
“No
it doesn’t and it gets more interesting from there.” Steve says.
“How
so?”
“Those
deaths you told me about well come to find out that they weren’t really normal
either, they all died from some sort of heart thing and they were all pretty
similar.” Steve takes out his notepad and he flips thru the pages. “I did a
cross reference with the time the patients died with the staff that was on duty
at those times and why are you giving me that look?”
“How
did you get all that information?” Neal asks.
“Wanna
you mean?”
“I
mean I would think a lot of that stuff is confidential….Steve what did you do
now?”
“Do?
What do you mean what did I do?” Steve asks.
“Uh
huh you batted those long eye lashes at….at….which one was it by the way?”
“Muriel.”
Steve says.
“Muriel
and she told you everything, so how was the date last night?” Neal says as he
raises his eyebrows at him and Steve tries his best to look shocked.
“Okay,
okay so I used my many charms….”
“You
ought to be ashamed of yourself….” Neal says.
“Funny
that is what she said too but it worked didn’t it? I mean she told me what I
wanted to know and is it my fault….” Steve points to himself. “….that god gave
me this face and she’s pretty so it wasn’t that difficult, you know.”
“Jeez….”
Neal says as he rubs his face. “….So all the patients died from the same thing?”
“Yeah
but the thing is none of them were in the hospital for heart ailments, one had
gall bladder surgery, another to repair a bleeding ulcer things like that and
here’s the list of the people I crossed-referenced….” Steve hands Neal his
notepad.
“Wow
you have been busy there are a lot of names here.” Neal replies.
“Yeah
there are.” Steve says.
“So
you think these patients were….” Neal says.
“….Murdered?”
They both say at the same time. Steve nods. “Yes I do.”
“But
why, what’s the reason? What’s the connection between all of them?”
“I
don’t know, from what I could find out they didn’t know each other, they all
had different jobs and they came from different parts of the city. The only
connection I found was that they were in this hospital and they were all cared
for by those people.”
“Steve
man sometimes I can’t read your chicken scratching! What is this suppose to
be?”
Steve
leans over and he looks at the notepad. “That? Oh that says pain.”
“Pain?”
Neal replies.
“Yeah
pain and that was another thing they had in common. They had a lot of pain.
Especially the one who had back surgery, he was under going pain management
when he died.”
“And
somehow all of this ties in with Nurse Beatrice’s murder?” Neal asks.
“I
think so and I’ll be willing to bet that the drug that was used to kill her
killed the others as well. I’m going to talk to the Captain and see what he
says about all of this and why are you looking at me like that….again?” Steve
asks.
“What
did you do on that date again?” Neal asks.
Before
Steve can answer the door to the room opens and being wheeled into the room is
Homer. Neal and Steve watch as the orderlies prepare the bed and they lift him
up into it and then the nurse arranges the covers over him and she checks his
vital signs. Then she closes the curtains and she writes in his chart.
“What
are you doing here?” She asks as she looks at Steve.
Steve
looks back over his shoulder then he looks at her as he points to himself.
“Me?”
“Yes
you, visiting hours have been over for thirty minutes now.”
Steve
looks at Neal. “Well I didn’t know what time it was we were busy doing some
work and we….”
“This
is a hospital room not an office. Mr. Stiles needs his rest, peace and quiet
and Detective Perry….”
“Oh
you know who I am?” Steve asks surprised.
“Yes
Muriel told me.” The nurse replies.
“Oh.”
Steve looks over at Neal.
“….Visiting
hours are over. Now.”
“Now?”
Steve says.
“Yes
right now. Goodbye Detective.” The nurse says.
“Yeah
bye Detective.” Neal repeats.
“Alright,
okay I know when I’m not wanted!! See you later partner.”
HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL ROOM 1612 THREE DAYS LATER:
The
image was fuzzy to Neal’s eyes but someone was there nevertheless and soon
after is when the bells, whistles and alarms went off. The door to the room flew
open as nurses and a doctor pushed and pulled carts into the room and then they
surrounded Homer’s bed. From there it was a study in control chaos; everyone
knowing their parts in this dance with death, and Neal for all of his years in
cop land had never seen anything like this. It was like watching a car wreck or
something else just as hideous, you didn’t want to look but you couldn’t turn
away. Neal was transfixed on the action in the next bed and that is when one of
the nurses noticed Neal looking and she quickly grabbed the curtain and drew it
closed but by then it was too late for Homer and for Neal.
“Well
there you are man I thought I was never going to catch up to you.” Steve says
to Neal as he runs up the hallway to catch up to him.
Neal
looks back over his shoulder at him. “Hey.” Neal says.
“Hey
yourself, I see that you’re doing a lot better partner.” Steve replies.
“Yeah
I suppose so; they tell me I have to walk so I’m walking. The ribs are still a
little tender and this….” Neal points to the cast on his arm. “….Itches likes a
son-of-a-gun!!”
Steve
laughs at this as they walk along.
“But
if all goes well I may get to go home next week.” Neal says.
“Really,
wow’s that great!!” Steve replies as he puts his hand on his shoulder. “Muriel
told me about Homer.”
Neal
stops then and he looks at the floor as he takes a deep breath. “You know Steve
I thought I had seen a lot of bad shit out there on the street but what I saw
last night….” Neal shakes his head. “….And they were trying to save him. It was
scary….”
“He
was a nice guy.” Steve says.
“Yeah
he was.”
“Did
he have a family?” Steve asks.
“Hmmm
yeah a wife and a daughter.” Neal replies.
“How
are you doing?” Steve asks.
Neal
looks at him. “Me? Oh you know me….”
“I
know that is why I’m asking.”
Neal
smiles. “I’ll be alright eventually; hey do you have your notepad on you?”
“Yeah
sure.” Steve says as he takes it out of his pocket. “What do you want me to
write down?”
“You
can add Homer Stiles name to your list of suspicious deaths.”
Steve
looks at him. “Are you sure?”
“Oh
yeah I’m sure I saw somebody next to his bed just before it happened.”
“Maybe
it was a nurse.” Steve says.
“Nope
and since I had to walk anyway I did some investigating myself, the nurse on
duty last night was up the hall with the doctor helping another patient.”
“Then
who was it?” Steve asks.
“I
don’t know….” Neal rubs his eyes. “….It was fuzzy. He, she, it was fuzzy but it
was definitely somebody.”
“Well
that certainly narrows it down partner.” Steve replies.
“How
do you think I feel? The guy who is sharing a hospital room with me, in the
next bed for god sakes was murdered! That pain medicine they gave me just
really kicked my ass.”
“Well
I bet whoever was in that room with you last night doesn’t know that you saw
them.”
“You
know I really miss my gun.” Neal says.
Steve
laughs as he takes Neal by his arm. “Come on let me help you back to your room.”
“So
what did the Captain say?” Neal asks.
“Well
he agreed that there is something going on around here now all he has to do is
convince the Hospital Admin of that. Pretty soon the newspapers will get wind
of it and that kind of publicity they don’t want.”
“Well
I plan on doing some snooping around myself.” Neal says as Steve helps him into
bed.
“Same
here partner and now that you’re all tucked in I’m going to go and find
Muriel.”
“Speaking
of such you never did tell me what you two did on your date.” Neal asks.
“Ah
a gentleman never kisses and tells.” Steve says as he raises one finger in the
air.
Neal
makes a face. “Gentleman my ass.”
“Oh
yeah you’re getting better, see you later partner.” Steve replies.
“Later
man.” Neal says.
“Hey
man do you mind if I join you?” Steve asks Mark as he stands at his table
holding his tray of food. Mark looks up at him from the book that he had been
reading then he looks around the room.
“There’s
plenty of empty tables why do you….?”
Before
Mark can even finish Steve sits down across from him. “Thanks man.”
Mark
just looks at him as Steve opens his carton of milk. “Do you always do that?”
Mark asks.
“Do
what?” Steve asks after he takes a sip of milk.
“Just
sit anywhere you want whether you’re invited or not?” Mark asks.
Steve
nods. “Yeah pretty much.”
“Oh
I forgot your badge gives you access anywhere.” Mark replies as he looks back
down at his book.
“Whatcha
reading there Mark?”
“A
book De….tect…ive.” Mark says without
looking up.
Steve
laughs as he takes a bite out of his sandwich. “Very good there Mark. Hey you
know man there are a lot of cute nurses out here why aren’t you sitting at one
of their tables?”
Mark
raises his head from his book again. “First of all they are stuck-up little
snobs….”
“Oh.”
Steve says.
“Secondly
I like my privacy and thirdly don’t call me Mark like we’re old friends or
something because we aren’t.”
“We
aren’t?” Steve asks.
“No
we aren’t.” Mark says.
“Well
you know, Mark, we could be friends we have a lot in common, you and I.”
Mark
laughs. “Such as?”
“Well
for one thing my mother died from cancer too in a hospital pretty much like
this one….”
“What
did you just say?” Mark asked surprised.
“….And
your step-father is a real nice guy just like my step-father was….” Steve
continues.
“Wait
how do you know about my mother and step-father?” Mark asks.
“Because
I talked to your step-father that’s why.” Steve replied.
“Why
did you do that? You can’t do that! I’m I some sort of suspect or something?”
Steve
nods. “Yep but you know everybody that works here is pretty much a suspect….”
Steve leans over the table. “….Actually Mark everybody is guilty of
something…..or other.”
“You
can’t do that!! That is a violation of my civil rights!!! Are you doing that to
anybody else here?”
Steve
eats his sandwich and he nods. “I’ll get around to it….eventually.”
“You….you
have a boss right? What’s his name I want to sign a complaint against you!!!”
“Oh
come on man don’t get your orderlies uniform in a wad! I am conducting an
investigation a homicide investigation….” Steve says.
“Nurse
Carmichael? I heard she died from a heart attack….” Mark says.
Steve
holds up one finger to stop him. “It was murder….”
“How
do you….?” Mark asks.
“You
know I probably shouldn’t be telling you this but the coroner found a needle
mark on her. When she was attacked in that parking lot the maniac that did it
injected her with something….” Steve takes his notepad out of his pocket and he
turns a few pages until he comes to the one that he wants. “….Epinephrine.”
Steve looks over at Mark. “I don’t have to tell you what it does you’re going
to medical school, aren’t you Mark?”
“Yeah
sure.” Mark replies.
Steve
looks again at his notepad. “Actually I think you’re step-father said that you
dropped out….”
“No
I didn’t drop out!! I’m taking a semester off that’s it!” Mark says loudly.
“Really?
Well actually I think the words he used were ‘washed out’ or maybe even
‘flunked out’”
Mark
then reaches over and he snatches the notepad out of Steve’s hands and he rips
it apart. “I didn’t flunk out!!! I’m taking a semester off!!”
Steve
sits up straighter in his chair with his hands in the air. “Alright man cool it
I might have heard him wrong and why did you go and do that for? That notepad
had all the info I needed about the other suspicious deaths here….ooops….there
I go again talking out of turn again.”
“What
other so-called suspicious deaths?” Mark asks.
“Oh
you know Mark the ones that have been happening over the last three months here
and haven’t you worked here that long?”
“I….”
Mark says but Steve interrupts him.
“Your
mom was a patient here too wasn’t she Mark?”
“Stop
it.” Mark says.
“….She
came here for help but they couldn’t stop her pain….”
“Stop
it!” Mark says louder.
“….The
only thing that stopped her pain was….dying.”
Mark
stands up quickly turning his chair over in the process as he slams his hand
down onto his book causing other people in the cafeteria to turn and look in
their direction.
“STOP
IT!!” Mark yells loudly.
Steve
stands up and he points across the table at him. “And you helped her to die
didn’t you?”
“Shut
up!! You shut up about my mother!!!”
“How
many others….?” Steve asks.
Mark
laughs. “You’re crazy!! This is a hospital! People die in hospitals every hour,
everyday, every week….”
“No
you’re wrong!! Not that many and not in the same ways and not with the same
drug!! Homer Stiles and Beatrice Carmichael were killed with the same drug,
Epinephrine. Homer Stiles died last night at two in the morning.” Steve says.
“I
wasn’t on duty if that is what you’re getting at!”
“You
don’t have to be on duty to be in the hospital aren’t I right Mark? I mean you
have worked here long enough to know all the ins and outs of this place. Places
you can hide so you won’t be seen….”
Mark
rounds the table and he advances on Steve but Steve holds his ground not
flinching a muscle as Mark, all 6’1 of him, sticks his finger in his face.
“Look
Detective I wasn’t here!!! Either you arrest me for something or you leave me
alone!! Got it?”
By
now most of the people in the cafeteria had cleared out but standing in the
doorway was two, big, huge Hospital Security Officers watching the action
between them. After Mark yelled at Steve he looked back over his shoulder at
the Security Officers then he backed up a few steps then he went around the
table and he gathered up his book and he started to walk off.
“There
was an eyewitness last night to Homer’s murder Mark.”
That
causes Mark to stop with his back to Steve. “Homer’s roommate, you know, the
guy in the next bed saw you and when he gets out of here next week he’s coming
down to the station….”
“Screw
you and your eyewitness.” Mark says as he walks away. Steve motions for the two
Security Officers to let him pass.
They
watch him leave then they approach Steve who by now was picking his ripped up
notepad from off of the floor.
“What
in the hell was going on in here?” One of the Security Officers asks.
“Yeah
what was all that about?” The other Security Officer asks. “I thought that guy
was going to deck you.”
“Well
you know that is always a likely possibility in my line of work.” Steve says as
he shows them his badge.
They
nod their heads at this.
“I
was just doing some tweaking fellows and hey thanks for the back-up.” Steve
says as he slaps one of them on the arm as he walks out of the Cafeteria.
“Did
he say tweaking?” One of the Security Officers say to the other.
He
shrugs. “Must be some obscure police lingo.”
Steve
was used to sneaking and hiding and ducking around after all he was a Detective
so he managed to get into the hospital and get to Neal’s room without being
spotted and he was just about to put his hand on the doorknob when….
“What
are you doing here?”
Steve
lets out a cry of surprise and he jumps jerking his hand back from the
doorknob. His hands flying up to his chest.
“Don’t
do that you scared me!!”
“Detective
Perry what are you doing here? Do you have any idea what time it is?” Nurse
Chambers asks.
Steve
looks at his watch. “Yeah it is
“And
visiting hours have been over for hours Detective so why are you sneaking….”
“Sneaking?
Oh now I think I’m offended! I just wanted to make sure that my partner was
okay. You know lately there has been a lot of weird things going on around here.
Nurse Carmichael and all those deaths, not to mention the fact that the guy who
shared my partner’s room died! Died mind you just like that!!” Steve snaps his
fingers.
“I
just checked on him and he’s fine, he’s sleeping. Which is what you should be
doing at home.”
“You
know Nurse Chambers I was planning on sticking around for awhile and did
anybody ever tell you that you have the loveliest blue eyes?”
Nurse
Chambers tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “Well no not really.”
“Oh
no no don’t do that its looks better like this.” Steve says as he removes the
strand of hair from behind her ear. “Why in the world did a good looking girl
like you want to be a Nurse?”
“Oh
you know the usual reasons I want to help people.”
“Well
you know honey you can help me by letting me go into my partner’s room and
crashing for awhile.” Steve holds her hand. “I’ll be quiet and I’ll leave in
the morning and nobody will be the wiser. Tell you what baby when you get off
work I’ll buy you breakfast.”
“Well
you know Muriel did tell me about you. I’ll let you stay if you let me fix you
breakfast at my place Steve.” She smiles at him.
Steve
looks her up and down. “Well you know baby I would like that and then you can
cure what ails me!” Steve winks at her. “You won’t be too tired now will you?”
“Oh
no and from what I heard you won’t be either. Promise to be quiet?” Nurse
Chambers asks him.
“I
promise. Scout’s Honor.” Steve says to her.
“Alright
see you later.”
“Later
baby.” Steve watches as she turns and walks away then she looks back over her
shoulder at him and she waves goodbye.
Steve
waves back at her as he goes into Neal’s room.
HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL THE NEXT DAY
Neal
had just gotten out of the shower and he was just wearing a towel when Steve blew
into his room.
“Hide
me Neal!!!” Steve says as he runs about the room.
“Hide
you? From what? From whom?” Neal asks as he watches Steve runs around the room
like a squirrel in a cage.
“Nurse
Hamilton! I’m not supposed to be here remember?”
Neal
looks at the clock on the wall. “Imagine that it’s only what four hours since
visiting hours ended? Finally found a nurse you can’t charm Steve?”
“Well
you please stop flapping your gums and hide me!!! She told me if she ever
caught me she would drag me out by my hair!! Do something!!” Steve pleads with
him.
“Hide
you where? Oh tell you what hide out on the ledge!”
“That
isn’t….oh hell I hear her coming! Neal hide me!!!” Steve pleads again.
“Okay,
okay get in the bathroom….”
“Yeah….”
Steve says.
“And
turn on the shower.”
“Huh?”
Steve says.
“Just
do it!” Neal says as he pushes Steve into the bathroom and he follows him and
in the next minute the shower comes on and then Nurse Hamilton comes into the
room.
“Alright
where is he?”
Neal
opens the door to the bathroom just enough for him to stick his head out. “Oh
Nurse Hamilton I thought I heard somebody….”
“Can
the chatter where is he?” She asks as she looks in the closet.
“Who?
I was just about….” Neal replies.
“That
skinny little partner of yours! He’s been around here all day! Hanging around
the nurse’s station and getting my nurses into such a tizzy they can’t
concentrate on their jobs. Marge was putting charts back into the B section
when they should have went into the P section, Roberta dropped a whole box of
tongue depressors and they had to be thrown out and I told him if I saw him
come into this room after visiting hours again that I would drag him out by his
hair!! And I saw him and his skinny little ass run in here!! So where is he? Is
he in there with you?” She asks as she approaches the bathroom door.
Neal
responds by pulling the door closer to him. “I think not! What do you take me
for? You aren’t coming in here!”
Nurse
Hamilton puts her hands on her hips. “I’m a nurse remember and you haven’t got
anything that I haven’t seen before.”
“That
maybe but I like to keep mine to myself!! And his name is Steve and I haven’t
seen him! You know I have plans! Take a shower, watch the Movie of the Week
which you are making me late for and go to bed early so if you don’t mind!!!”
“Mr.
Schon I have two grown sons but when they were kids I could always tell when
they were up to no good and you have that same look about you! I have two more
hours on my shift and if I see….see….”
“Steve.”
Neal finishes for her.
“….Steve….I’m
going to yank him up by that long hair of his! And I don’t give a good damn if
you two are cops here in this hospital I am the mother of all cops!!! I am the
Head Supervisor for the nurses! Is that clear!!”
“Yes
ma’m crystal.” Neal says as he practically cowers behind the door and when she
finally leaves he takes a deep breath.
“Psssst
Neal is she gone all this steam is murder on my hair!!” Steve says from behind
him.
“Yeah
she is. Did you hear all of that? Turn the shower off.”
Steve
reaches over and he turns off the shower. “Yeah I did.”
Neal
opens the door to the bathroom and he goes over to the bed where he had laid
out his pajamas and he gets dressed.
“What
in the hell did you do anyway, Roberta, Marge?” Neal asks.
“Do
you need any help I mean with your arm in a cast and all?” Steve asks.
“No
I think I got it and don’t change the subject. Steve I am really shocked I
thought I knew you but now I see that I don’t know you at all.”
“Neal
what in the hell are you talking about?”
“The
nurses! How many on the roster have you slept with?” Neal asks.
Steve
laughs. “Neal I haven’t slept with all of them, I mean, you know it’s been
dinner and lunch a few breakfasts here and there and yeah okay maybe a little
you know….but they give me vital information and some leeway to skate around
the rules.”
“What
ever happened to paying your informants with money?” Neal asks.
“I
don’t have that much money.” Steve says seriously.
“Oh
brother….oh shit I hear something! Quick get in the bathroom!!”
Steve
runs into the bathroom and he shuts the door but when the door opens it is
Carmen who works in housekeeping.
“Oh
never mind Steve its housekeeping.”
Steve
opens the bathroom door and he comes out and immediately he goes over to Carmen
and he takes her by the hands and he kisses her on both cheeks. “Hola Carmen.”
“Hola.”
She says back as she smiles.
Neal
watches as they converse in Spanish for a few minutes then Carmen goes about
her business picking up the towels from the bathroom.
“Steve
the girl from housekeeping too?”
“She
makes killer enchiladas Neal. Look this hospital maybe creepy and it may have a
homicidal maniac running around it but damn if it doesn’t have some foxy
nurses!! It is the 70’s and I’m single and over 21….”
“Way
over 21.” Neal points out.
“Well
that was rude!” Steve says.
“Now
I know what you’re doing when you don’t answer your phone. Getting a
physical….”
“I
will have you know all my time and attention have been focused on this case or
should I say cases.” Steve says. “That is why I have been haunting your room
I’m here to protect you from our prime suspect.”
“Protect
me? Steve what did you do exactly?”
“I
tweaked things just a little.” Steve replies.
“What
do you mean you tweaked things just a little?” Neal asks.
“I
told him that there was a witness….”
“YOU
TOLD HIM WHAT???!!” Neal replies loudly.
“Sssshhhhh!!!
This is a hospital you know!!!”
“Steve
I can’t believe you did that!!!! What in the hell are you trying to do get me
killed? You little shit you set me up!!!! And you’re suppose to be my best
friend!!!” Neal replies.
“I
am your best friend that is why I am here. When he shows up and he will I’ll be
here to catch him in the act!” Steve says.
“Okay
munchkin boy how can you be so sure he’ll show?” Neal asks.
“Because
I told him that next week you’ll be getting out of the hospital so he has to do
it this week and he won’t let the only eyewitness go home will he?” Steve says.
“I
can’t believe that I’m saying this but you have a point but how can I sleep
now?”
“You’re
sleep just fine because I’m here to keep watch nothing has happened so far has
it? And you have been sleeping like a baby….”
“Well
yeah you know….” Neal says.
“….A
baby elephant….”
“Hey
wait a minute!” Neal says.
“….With
a frigging head cold Neal do you know that you snore? I mean you really snore!
How does Ruby stand it? How do I stand it? I mean in a car you don’t sound that
bad, how is that possible? I mean a car is smaller than this room….”
“Are
you finished?” Neal asks.
“Yeah
I think so.” Steve replies.
“I
really, really miss my gun.” Neal says.
“Well
don’t worry partner I have my gun and its all cleaned and ready to go! You know what they say….” Steve gives him
that look.
“I
know I’m going to hate myself for asking this but no Steve what do they say.”
Neal asks.
“A
clean gun is a happy gun and her name is Gertrude!” Steve replies.
Neal
rubs his eyes. “Oh yeah I really, really miss my gun. Well on that note I’m
going to bed.”
“Cool
man you go to sleep and I’m going to watch Adam-12 and then I’ll hide out in
the bathroom, just look at this as a stakeout.” Steve replies.
“Oh
yeah man if Nurse Hamilton catches you, you’re be stakeout in the parking lot
and that long hair of yours will be flying from the flag pole! So man keep a
low profile if you know what I mean.”
“No
problemo man.”
“Hey
I saw the doctor leave, is it good news?” Steve asks as he goes into Neal’s
room.
“As
a matter of fact it was what’s that?” Neal asks as he points to the bag that
Steve is carrying.
“Chinese
food I thought we could share dinner.” Steve says as he pulls the table over to
the bed and he sits the bag down on it. Neal opens it.
“Wow
Steve you got all my favorites, Peking Duck, Sweet and Sour Pork.” Neal calls
them off as he takes them out of the bag. “Combo fried rice….”
“Oh
that’s mine.” Steve says then Neal hands it to him.
“Egg
rolls wow Steve you brought quite a feast here.”
“Well
I felt bad….” Steve replies as he sits down next to Neal on the bed.
Neal
stops with his fork in mid-air as he looks at him. “You felt bad, about what?”
Steve
opens the food container as Neal hands him a fork. “Thanks. I felt bad about setting
you up and all I mean you were right I did put your life in danger. It was
stupid….”
Neal
puts his hand on Steve’s shoulder as he rocks him back and forth.
“….But
you know man I was on a roll and once I got started I couldn’t stop.” Steve
says.
“See
what happens when I leave you by yourself partner.” Neal says as he smiles.
Steve
nods as he smiles.
“I
know what you were trying to do Steve you were trying to push his hand….”
Steve
turns to look at Neal. “All the evidence against this guy is circumstantial at
best, he was on duty when every patient died, and he had access to all the ones
that died, and he has medical knowledge probably more so than any other orderly
that works here but then again some of that also fits everybody else in this
hospital! When I was talking to him Neal I knew there was no other way to stop
him, other than him confessing….”
“He
had to be caught in the act….” They both say at the same time.
“And
that is where you came in Neal.”
“You’re
really hot for this guy aren’t you?” Neal asks.
“Oh
yeah and I guess my zeal put you right in the line of fire.” Steve says.
“It’s
alright Detective you’re going on your gut instincts.” Neal winks at him. “And
truth be known I would probably have done the same thing.”
“Really?”
Steve asks.
Neal
nods as he eats some of his Peking duck. “I trust you Steve and right now we
are the only ones we got and besides I knew the job was dangerous when I took
it….”
“Super
chicken?!” Steve says as they both laugh. “So what was the good news the doctor
gave you?”
“Oh….”
Neal wipes his mouth with a napkin. “After my last x-ray today and you know I
should be glowing in the dark by now I have had so many x-rays….”
Steve
laughs.
“….The
good doctor said that everything is knitted back together and Monday I can go
home!!”
“Neal
that is good news!!!”
“Yeah
I can finish recuperating at home!! Come back for follow-ups that sort of thing
and the Captain even said after a couple of weeks at home I can do some light
desk duty, you know until my wing comes out of the cast…..hey man where are you
going?” Neal asks as Steve jumps off of the bed.
“To
find Muriel to tell her that you’re going home and for her to pass it around….”
“But
what about dinner? You know the dinner that you brought and that we, you and
me, are supposed to share?” Neal asks.
“I
have some work to do but I’ll be back I promise!!” Steve says as he runs out of
the room. Then he suddenly opens the door and he pops his head in. “Watch TV!”
Then he is gone again.
“Watch
TV? Now I know what one of our girlfriends feel like….Again!!” Neal yells at
the closed door.
“Nurse
Hamilton you look lovely tonight….” Steve says as he tries to sweet-talk his
way out of trouble.
“Can
it!” Nurse Hamilton orders.
“Yes
ma’m.” Steve replies. “You didn’t get that memo from the Administer?”
“Memo?”
Nurse Hamilton says skeptically.
“Yeah
the memo that says I’m supposed to be able to come and go when I please because
I am conducting a Homicide investigation and I am suppose to be able to see my
partner whenever I please. Especially tonight because tomorrow he goes home and
I think, no I know, that my prime suspect will attack him tonight so I have to
be there to save him….you didn’t get that memo?” Steve says.
“No.”
Nurse Hamilton says with her arms crossed over her chest her foot tapping.
“Are
you sure that you didn’t get it?” Steve asks.
“Positive.”
“Oh
okay.” Steve replies.
“Nurse
Muriel and I’m sure that you know who she is has gone to check on him and I am
sure….”
Even
before she could finish her sentence the bells and whistles started signaling a
code blue and from Neal’s room they heard a high pitched scream and then as
they watched Mark came out of the room holding Muriel tight around the neck
with his forearm as he held a syringe in the other.
Steve
reached underneath his jacket and he pulled out his gun and he pointed it at
Mark as he slowly approached him.
“Come
on Mark let her go.”
“Steve….”
Muriel says.
“Back
off Detective! There’s enough left in this syringe to finish her off.” Mark
says as he backs up with her still tight in his grasp. “Don’t you hear all that
noise Detective? That means your friend is dying….put your gun on the floor and
let me walk out of here….with her.”
“No….”
Muriel says as she shakes her head.
Steve
slowly approaches still pointing his gun at him. “I can’t do that Mark, let her
go man she hasn’t done anything to you.”
By
now Steve has backed him up far enough up the hallway that the crash carts were
able to get into Neal’s room and Mark put the syringe closer to Muriel’s neck.
“Put the gun on the floor Detective.”
“Alright
man just stay calm and don’t hurt her okay?” Steve says as he puts his hands in
the air and then he slowly bends over, keeping one eye on Mark and Muriel, as
he puts his gun on the floor. “There you go man.”
“That’s
a good boy. Now wait twenty minutes before you come to the roof that’ll give me
enough time to get away and that is where you’ll find your girlfriend here.”
“Steve!
No! Don’t let him….!” Muriel says.
Mark
grabs her tighter around the neck. “Shut up!! Remember Detective twenty
minutes!” Mark begins to drag her backwards toward the stairwell’s doors and
all Steve can do is watch as Mark opens the door and he drags Muriel through it
and when the door shuts Steve picks up his gun.
“Twenty
minutes my ass.”
Then
he goes after him.
HOLY CROSS HOSPITAL ROOFTOP:
There
was 20 floors in this building and they were on the 16th floor and Steve
counted every step between here and there to the roof as he made his way up the
stairs and on them he found remnants, bits and pieces of Muriel. Her hat on one
floor, one shoe on another and the other on another floor, her nameplate and
then finally he was to the door that went out to the roof. He took a deep
breath counted to five raised his gun then he kicked open the door and when he
stepped down onto the roof he saw Muriel lying still on her side.
He
ran to her side as he holstered his gun and he carefully turned her over.
“Muriel? Dear god Muriel!” He felt her pulse and she was alive. “Muriel I know
you can hear me, I have to leave you here, I have to find him, please forgive
me.” He took off his jacket and he draped it over her to protect her from some
of the night chill then he stood up and standing over her he once again pulled
his gun from his holster. He couldn’t have gone far he reasoned as he started
off across the rooftop to find him.
Steve
himself didn’t get far before he was jumped on from above and when he was hit
and taken to the ground the gun he was holding came free from his hand and
skittered across the rooftop finally coming to rest against the raised lip of
the roof. Mark was bigger and stronger and he had the advantage as they both
landed half on and half off the roof, Steve with his upper back hanging over
the edge of the roof as Mark straddled him. Mark had one hand underneath
Steve’s chin and he was pushing it backwards and Steve was holding that wrist
with one of his hands and with the other he held in a death grip the wrist of
Mark’s other hand that was holding the syringe and out of the corner of Steve’s
eye he could see it creeping ever closer to his neck.
Steve’s
strength was waning with each and every passing second and the pain in his back
was growing as the edge of the roof dug deeper into his flesh, he begin to
breath harder as he tried his best to hold back the syringe that was even
closer than it was before and he closed his eyes against the sight of the
needle piercing his skin and then the stillness of the night was broken by one
gunshot. Steve’s eyes flew open as he felt Mark’s body jerk atop of his and
then Mark’s eyes, wide with surprised looked into Steve’s and Mark took one
last great breath, his body shuddered and then his dead body collapsed down
onto Steve.
Steve
rolled Mark’s body off of his then he looked up to see a figure illuminated by
the moonlight holding his gun and now it was pointed at him.
“Muriel?”
Steve asks surprised.
“Oh
my Steve what a big gun you have!” Muriel’s hair had come loose from its clip
and along with the white of her dress she seem to glow in the moonlight.
“Muriel,
my gun give it to me.” Steve says as he extends his hand to her.
“Tsk,
tsk, tsk poor Mark but good riddance to bad rubbish!” Muriel says as she
continues to point Steve’s gun at him.
“Muriel
you killed Beatrice didn’t you?” Steve asks.
“She
found out and I had to because she was going to the police….”
“She
was going to the police about you two right?” Steve replies.
“Oh
Steve you’re very smart and yes she was going to the police about us and the
patients that we had killed, you see, it all started with his mother three
months ago in this hospital.”
“Mark
killed his mother?” Steve says.
Muriel
drops the gun slightly shocked by what Steve had just said. “Yes! You see Steve
pain is a hideous thing and no one deserves to live in pain and his mother was
one of those people. The doctor’s could do nothing for her and she begged me to
end her pain….” She says as he waves the gun back and forth.”….Begged me to end
her life!!! To take the pain away but I couldn’t but Mark could….”
“You
gave him the drugs and the patient’s names didn’t you?” Steve replies.
“It
was all very simple and easy. He was going to be a Doctor and take care of me,
he had promised!! But then he got sloppy!!! The man that shared your partner’s
room!!! He was seen!!! Your partner saw him!!! He was stupid!!!! I told him
that he had to kill your partner!! No witnesses!! He told me….” Muriel turns
her head to the side.”….he told me after tonight it was over! He was going to
go away! The police were too close!!! He wanted to end it….!!! In the room,
after he injected your partner, I told him that he had killed all those people
and I was going to go to the police….”
“All
the medical records Muriel, all the information that you gave to me was wrong
wasn’t it? You were protecting Mark all along…..”
Muriel
has a faraway look in her eyes. “I loved him and I thought that he loved me but
he was using me….using me….”
“Muriel
give me the gun….” Steve replies. “….Please….”
“He
killed your partner and when I kill you there will be no witnesses my
confession dies with you….” Muriel says as she raises the gun again and points
it at Steve and then she pulls the hammer back.
“Wanna
bet.” Neal says suddenly from behind her and before she can turn around he hits
her in the back of the head with his cast and before she can hit the ground
Neal catches her.
“Took
you long enough.” Steve says as he stands up and he adjusts his neck.
“I
was dead remember?” Neal says as he lays Muriel down on the roof and off in the
distance they could hear sires coming in their direction. “And here comes the
“Did
you have to hit her?” Steve replies.
“What
did you want me to do shoot her? This cast is all I had since somebody, you….”
Neal says as he points at Steve. “….Forgot to bring me my gun!! I didn’t hit
her hard she’ll be alright.”
“Uh
huh did you hear all of that?” Steve asks.
“Yes
and that was another reason it took me so long to get out here I was listening
to her. Steve you really know how to pick them. You know this whole thing could
have turned out back I mean really bad she could have shot you before….”
“Na.”
Steve says as he holds up his gun. “It only had one bullet.”
“One
bullet? Are you crazy! That was taking one hell of a chance you know….”
“Neal
in case you haven’t noticed through this whole case we were taking one hell of
a chance. I mean everybody in this hospital should get the Academy Award
because we pulled off one hell of an acting job! Come on help me with her we
need to get downstairs.” Steve says as he puts his gun back into its holster.
Steve
takes Muriel by one arm and Neal takes the other and they carry her in between
them.
“Yeah
buddy Steve you are going to have a lot of paperwork to do.” Neal says.
“This
is true and that is why I need to get started on it as soon as possible….I have
a date.”
Neal
stops and he looks over at Steve. “Ah Steve man with whom?”
“Nurse
Hamilton.” Steve says.
Neal’s
eyes widen with surprise. “Nurse….? I thought she hated you?”
“Neal
I told you that everybody was doing one hell of an acting job!” Steve says as
he smiles at Neal.
“There
you are man I have been waiting for hours. What took you so long?” Steve says
as he takes the bags out of Neal’s lap and then he helps him to stand up out of
the wheelchair. “Thanks Nurse.”
“Well
after that fiasco last night they wanted to give me the once over one more
time, to make sure I didn’t rip open any stitches, or do any more damage to my
ribs just to give me a clean bill of health before they released me and that
took time. But I’m here now.”
Steve
puts the bags in the trunk of Neal’s car. “Good thing because I’m starving.”
Steve opens the car door for Neal then Steve gets in the driver’s side.
“Hey
Steve you never did tell me what you did on all your dates with the Nurses.”
“Neal
you know I don’t kiss and tell.” Steve says.
“Ah
come on Steve just give me something!” Neal pleads.
“Oh
alright, are you ready?” Steve asks.
“Yeah.”
Neal replies.
“We
played….Twister!” Steve says as he hits Neal on his shoulder.
Neal
makes a face. “Twister?”
“Yeah
Twister.” Steve replies.
“That’s
it?” Neal asks.
“Yeah
that’s it.” Steve says.
“But
Twister is a kid’s game!”
“Not
the way I play it!!!” Steve replies as he winks at him.
“Wait!
What does that mean?” Neal asks.
“Come
on partner let’s get you home.” Steve says as he smiles.
V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7 V7
“Neal
you dirty, dirty dog!!!” Steve replies.
“What?”
Neal says as he laughs.
“You
better turn off that tape because I’m about to give you what-for!! You smuck!!!
You have a whole box of those double-headed quarters!”
“Actually
yes I do.” Neal replies.
“Oh
that is so wrong!!! Of all the things that you have done to me over the years
that ranks right up there at the top!!” Steve says.
“Oh
come on it was all just in fun!!!” Neal says.
“Yeah
well you better tell Bruno that!”
“Bruno?!
You mean Bruno from the garage?” Neal asks.
“Yeah
the guy who can bench press a Volkswagen Bug that Bruno.”
“What
does he have to do with this?” Neal asks.
“He
broke his hand and it’s your fault!!!” Steve says as he points at Neal.
“My….my
fault? How is that my fault!!?”
“Because
when I was coming back up here after getting dinner I saw Bruno and he hit me
up for a quarter to get something out of the candy machine….” Steve says.
“Yeah?”
Neal replies.
“….So
I gave him a quarter! That double-headed quarter of yours that I had in my
pocket!”
“So!!”
Neal says.
“….So
the candy machine kept spitting that quarter back out at him and he got pissed
so he clobbered the machine and he broke his hand!!!”
“He
did what?” Neal asks.
“Yeah
man all the bones and you should see the machine!! He was going to go to the
clinic up the block and by now he should be back and if I was you….” Steve
says.
“How
does he know that quarter was mine Steve?” Neal asks.
“I
told him.” Steve replies.
“You
told him….?”
The
next thing heard was a loud banging on the door.
“Oh
man that’s Bruno! Go! Go! Out the back way and I’ll cover for you!” Steve
replies.
“Really
thanks man I owe you!!!” Neal says.
The
next sound heard is Neal getting up from the desk and running out the back door
then Steve goes over and he opens the other door.
“Hey
Tommy!” Steve says to the janitor as he opens the door.
“So
was that loud enough Detective?” Tommy asks.
“Just
fine Tommy just fine! Here’s the twenty I promised you.”
“Thanks
and if you ever need anything else….” Tommy says.
“I’ll
keep you in mind Tommy and thanks again.” Steve says as he closes the door.
“GOTCHA NEAL!!! Until next time this is Victor 7 over and out…..!”
The
last sound heard is the tape being turned off.
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and SRP & JRNY FANFICTION 2007 to 2008. All rights reserved. Steve Perry
and Neal Schon’s likenesses appear only as characters. Any resemblance to any
one living or dead is purely a coincidence. This fictional story is for
entertainment purposes only and for the complete enjoyment of the author and
the readers. And for the love of things
and people back in the day.