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TITLE: "RESCUE PART II"
FLAVOR: Criminal Intent
CHARACTERS: GOREN/ROSS/RODGERS/NICHOLS
RATING: R-ADULT SITUATIONS
A/N: CONTINUATION OF "THE CHOSEN ONE"
BETA: ITHACA-Sorry, I've been negotiating a huge commercial real estate deal and home late. My apologies for being late with this.
DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS BELONG TO DICK WOLF. YOUR CHARACTERS/MY WORDS. NO PROFITS HAD BY ANYONE.
Zach carefully lifted her feet and Bobby placed her face-down on the gurney slipping his head from her arms. The EMT'S were pushing them back assessing her. They covered her with a sheet usually used for seriously burned patients.
“Goren?” Mary’s harsh whisper echoed in the huge empty room “He put vibrators inside me and taped them. Please I can’t stand it anymore...take them out.”
One EMT shook his head, “The tape will rip her skin off. Looking at at least an hour’s work there.”
Mary sobbed, “Please I can’t stand it. The pain doesn’t matter. HE ripped it off every time he raped me. PLEASE I can’t stand it anymore.”
Bobby hesitated then moved the sheet to her waist, “Mary I’m going to put you on your knees. Zach hold her hips steady.”
Ross rushed up, “Detective, stop what your doing.”
Mary on her elbows her ass in the air her knees spread her feet bound called to him, “Captain, please let Detective Goren help me.”
In the immediate silence Ross heard the buzz of the vibrators. He bent beside her holding her bound hands, “Mary?”
“Captain I have no modesty left. . .not after what he has done to me. Let Detective Goren do this.”
Bobby pulled out his switchblade. At the snick of the blade the EMT squawked his disapproval. Bobby ignored him and slowly felt over the tape and though his face was red ran a finger down the center, inserted the tip and cut a hole large enough to insert gloved fingertips. He ripped the tape downwards stopping when the tip of one vibrator came into view.
He waved to a CSU and flipped the switch off and as gently as possible pulled the eight inch vibrator with its raised edges covered in her blood and tissue from her anus. With a scowl he dropped it into the waiting bag.
Mary gripped Ross’ hand and sobbed her relief. “Give her a minute.”
“NO. No. Finish it, get it out.”
An EMT folded a four by four and pressed it against her bleeding anus. Ross nodded for him to proceed.
Nichols thought he’d seen many things but this case would haunt him the rest of his life and his admiration for Goren increased exponentially.
The tape refused to tear further so the knife snicked out again and he carefully cut until he could tear again. The only sound was the muffled whirr of the vibrator. The sudden silence when Bobby turned it off was startling. His inner rage increased as he retrieved the huge vibrator with protruding bumps covering it. Again it was covered in blood, and blood gushed from her vagina after he removed and bagged it. EMT’s rushed to work on her placing a central line and a nasal cannula for oxygen; Nichols assisted them in laying her back down.
Bobby paced the length and width of the garage trying to control his rage. He snapped out his phone, spoke briskly into it then snapped it closed. Paced to the back wall.
Ross stopped him, “We’ll get him.”
“We could have staked out the place and waited for him to appear, I jumped the gun and he’s gotten away.”
“And taken a chance he wasn’t inside inserting a needle in her neck. You saved her.”
Nichols joined them, “They’re about to put her in the bus, she’s asking for you, Goren.”
Bobby strode outside, dropped down on his heels beside her.
“I never gave up hope because I knew you would find me, thank you.”
Humbled Bobby patted her arm but that little demon inside him taunted ‘what if he‘d been too late.’
“I have called your guy. He’s waiting at the hospital with your family."
Tears began to flow, “He’ll turn away from me when he finds out what was done to me; I’m used goods.”
Bobby was sharp, “Don’t be ridiculous. The man loves you. I’ve told him what you’ve been through and all he wants is you safely with him. And a piece of Rawlings. He’ll be there for you. Believe in him.”
“Thank you, Detective.”
Ross stiffened at his words and reddened more than from the blustery cold wind. The same couldn’t be said for himself. So he would try to get Liz to forgive him. The woman laying here could have been her.
Bobby’s phone buzzed.
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Rawlings almost crashed into the police blockade. In shock he backed into a side street and walked back. Enraged he watched his playmate wheeled out. CSU’s wandered in and out. When the second bus arrived he realized they’d found the way into his little torture chamber. When they wheeled Mary out his mind whirled in confusion.
How could anyone possibly have found him. He saw Ross walk out and sneered. Nichols followed and Jim rolled his eyes. But when Goren strode out the wind whipped his coat about his legs to go to Mary; dropped down to her eye level, stood and watch her loaded and then driven away.
Jim ran to his car and headed for JFK. It was all wrong. Goren. He dialed the number at the light before the bridge.
“Goren.”
“How did you do it? How’d you find my lair?”
“Lair? What Rawlings,” he motioned to the phone, “You think you’re a super villain? You’ve got the comic book part right.”
“You bustard. They were mine. You’ve hidden My Chosen One and are protecting Dr Rodgers. You are gonna suffer for it.”
“Bring it on, RAWLINGS. I’m really afraid. Why don’t you come face me, now; instead of crawling around in dark corners like the cockroach you are.”
Rawlings was ready to join Henry on the Ivory coast. But Bobby’s words triggered a deeper insanity, “I’ll be there when you least expect it.”
“That sounds about right.”
“So you forced me to go underground for a while, but I’ll be back. You can't hide Alex forever or protect the doctor. I knew I should have put the needle in her and drained her while I was out. But I wanted to fuck her one more time. Now you have my women my toys my stash. I knew it was a mistake playing with My Chosen One too early. But I couldn’t resist prodding the bull. I should have killed you first.”
“You tried that, remember.”
“Fools. Now I’m paying for it. But I’ll be around. Watch for my signs.”
Bobby heard a door slam.
“Rawlings? Rawlings?”
“They’ve got the phone at JFK; he’s running.”
“He’s not running. He feels invincible. He’ll go underground.”
►►
They found the car in long term parking; the phone still open laying on the front seat. A new bone saw in the box in the back seat.
“He’s running.”
“We’ll check the camera at the exit booth.”
Ross frowned at Bobby‘s back heading for the booth, “Waste of time. He’ll be on the first flight out.” Nichols check for the cameras inside. I’ll check private flights.”
“He left the phone for us to follow. I’m with Goren. He’s taken another car,” but Ross was already walking away. So Zach made what he knew was a futile trip for the ticket counter tapes.
►►
Bobby made another stop at Rawlings ‘lair’ and grabbed the head CSU, “You find a safe, well there’s one in here somewhere so no one leaves till its found.”
It took two hours to find it hidden in the crevices of the stairwell. Three passports, one hundred-thousand in twenties and various pieces of paper along with a revolver and two safety deposit keys. Tape and box of the safe's contents in hand he headed for 1PP.
♥♥♥
FLAVOR: Criminal Intent
CHARACTERS: GOREN/ROSS/RODGERS/NICHOLS
RATING: R-ADULT SITUATIONS
A/N: CONTINUATION OF "THE CHOSEN ONE"
BETA: ITHACA-Sorry, I've been negotiating a huge commercial real estate deal and home late. My apologies for being late with this.
DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS BELONG TO DICK WOLF. YOUR CHARACTERS/MY WORDS. NO PROFITS HAD BY ANYONE.
Zach carefully lifted her feet and Bobby placed her face-down on the gurney slipping his head from her arms. The EMT'S were pushing them back assessing her. They covered her with a sheet usually used for seriously burned patients.
“Goren?” Mary’s harsh whisper echoed in the huge empty room “He put vibrators inside me and taped them. Please I can’t stand it anymore...take them out.”
One EMT shook his head, “The tape will rip her skin off. Looking at at least an hour’s work there.”
Mary sobbed, “Please I can’t stand it. The pain doesn’t matter. HE ripped it off every time he raped me. PLEASE I can’t stand it anymore.”
Bobby hesitated then moved the sheet to her waist, “Mary I’m going to put you on your knees. Zach hold her hips steady.”
Ross rushed up, “Detective, stop what your doing.”
Mary on her elbows her ass in the air her knees spread her feet bound called to him, “Captain, please let Detective Goren help me.”
In the immediate silence Ross heard the buzz of the vibrators. He bent beside her holding her bound hands, “Mary?”
“Captain I have no modesty left. . .not after what he has done to me. Let Detective Goren do this.”
Bobby pulled out his switchblade. At the snick of the blade the EMT squawked his disapproval. Bobby ignored him and slowly felt over the tape and though his face was red ran a finger down the center, inserted the tip and cut a hole large enough to insert gloved fingertips. He ripped the tape downwards stopping when the tip of one vibrator came into view.
He waved to a CSU and flipped the switch off and as gently as possible pulled the eight inch vibrator with its raised edges covered in her blood and tissue from her anus. With a scowl he dropped it into the waiting bag.
Mary gripped Ross’ hand and sobbed her relief. “Give her a minute.”
“NO. No. Finish it, get it out.”
An EMT folded a four by four and pressed it against her bleeding anus. Ross nodded for him to proceed.
Nichols thought he’d seen many things but this case would haunt him the rest of his life and his admiration for Goren increased exponentially.
The tape refused to tear further so the knife snicked out again and he carefully cut until he could tear again. The only sound was the muffled whirr of the vibrator. The sudden silence when Bobby turned it off was startling. His inner rage increased as he retrieved the huge vibrator with protruding bumps covering it. Again it was covered in blood, and blood gushed from her vagina after he removed and bagged it. EMT’s rushed to work on her placing a central line and a nasal cannula for oxygen; Nichols assisted them in laying her back down.
Bobby paced the length and width of the garage trying to control his rage. He snapped out his phone, spoke briskly into it then snapped it closed. Paced to the back wall.
Ross stopped him, “We’ll get him.”
“We could have staked out the place and waited for him to appear, I jumped the gun and he’s gotten away.”
“And taken a chance he wasn’t inside inserting a needle in her neck. You saved her.”
Nichols joined them, “They’re about to put her in the bus, she’s asking for you, Goren.”
Bobby strode outside, dropped down on his heels beside her.
“I never gave up hope because I knew you would find me, thank you.”
Humbled Bobby patted her arm but that little demon inside him taunted ‘what if he‘d been too late.’
“I have called your guy. He’s waiting at the hospital with your family."
Tears began to flow, “He’ll turn away from me when he finds out what was done to me; I’m used goods.”
Bobby was sharp, “Don’t be ridiculous. The man loves you. I’ve told him what you’ve been through and all he wants is you safely with him. And a piece of Rawlings. He’ll be there for you. Believe in him.”
“Thank you, Detective.”
Ross stiffened at his words and reddened more than from the blustery cold wind. The same couldn’t be said for himself. So he would try to get Liz to forgive him. The woman laying here could have been her.
Bobby’s phone buzzed.
►
Rawlings almost crashed into the police blockade. In shock he backed into a side street and walked back. Enraged he watched his playmate wheeled out. CSU’s wandered in and out. When the second bus arrived he realized they’d found the way into his little torture chamber. When they wheeled Mary out his mind whirled in confusion.
How could anyone possibly have found him. He saw Ross walk out and sneered. Nichols followed and Jim rolled his eyes. But when Goren strode out the wind whipped his coat about his legs to go to Mary; dropped down to her eye level, stood and watch her loaded and then driven away.
Jim ran to his car and headed for JFK. It was all wrong. Goren. He dialed the number at the light before the bridge.
“Goren.”
“How did you do it? How’d you find my lair?”
“Lair? What Rawlings,” he motioned to the phone, “You think you’re a super villain? You’ve got the comic book part right.”
“You bustard. They were mine. You’ve hidden My Chosen One and are protecting Dr Rodgers. You are gonna suffer for it.”
“Bring it on, RAWLINGS. I’m really afraid. Why don’t you come face me, now; instead of crawling around in dark corners like the cockroach you are.”
Rawlings was ready to join Henry on the Ivory coast. But Bobby’s words triggered a deeper insanity, “I’ll be there when you least expect it.”
“That sounds about right.”
“So you forced me to go underground for a while, but I’ll be back. You can't hide Alex forever or protect the doctor. I knew I should have put the needle in her and drained her while I was out. But I wanted to fuck her one more time. Now you have my women my toys my stash. I knew it was a mistake playing with My Chosen One too early. But I couldn’t resist prodding the bull. I should have killed you first.”
“You tried that, remember.”
“Fools. Now I’m paying for it. But I’ll be around. Watch for my signs.”
Bobby heard a door slam.
“Rawlings? Rawlings?”
“They’ve got the phone at JFK; he’s running.”
“He’s not running. He feels invincible. He’ll go underground.”
►►
They found the car in long term parking; the phone still open laying on the front seat. A new bone saw in the box in the back seat.
“He’s running.”
“We’ll check the camera at the exit booth.”
Ross frowned at Bobby‘s back heading for the booth, “Waste of time. He’ll be on the first flight out.” Nichols check for the cameras inside. I’ll check private flights.”
“He left the phone for us to follow. I’m with Goren. He’s taken another car,” but Ross was already walking away. So Zach made what he knew was a futile trip for the ticket counter tapes.
►►
Bobby made another stop at Rawlings ‘lair’ and grabbed the head CSU, “You find a safe, well there’s one in here somewhere so no one leaves till its found.”
It took two hours to find it hidden in the crevices of the stairwell. Three passports, one hundred-thousand in twenties and various pieces of paper along with a revolver and two safety deposit keys. Tape and box of the safe's contents in hand he headed for 1PP.
♥♥♥