Tag: Garret and Calico

Breaking news cop rescued.

Everything hurt.

One second it seemed like everything was bright. So brightly light that it hurt his eyes.

Then it would be dark. So pitch black that Garret stumbled around not knowing where he was or where he was going.

Everything was fading.

Slowly but surely.

To the point where he didn’t even know now why he had to keep moving. Something deep inside him kept urging him on but he no longer knew what that was.

Only that something drove him.

Wouldn’t let him give up.

Forced him to keep going when all he wanted was to give into the pain and exhaustion.

So he moved, stumbling along confused and disoriented, stopping only when his body collapsed on him. Even then he’d hover in and out of a hazy slumber, dragging himself back to his feet as soon as he was able.

“Garret!”

The voice calling his name was much too loud, and he couldn’t seem to figure out where it was coming from. Were these trees surrounding him? It looked like it, only some of them had faces and appeared to be moving towards him.

“Found him, he’s in bad shape, we need EMS here ASAP,” the voice continued as someone reached out to touch his arm.

Was he lying down again?

Garret didn’t remember falling.

Didn’t know who the man looking at him with concern was either. Wasn’t even sure if it was a man or a tree.

“Is Calico with you?” the man asked.

Calico?

Why did that name stir up a whirlwind of emotions he couldn’t handle right now?

“Don’t worry, you’re going to be okay, and we’re going to find Calico. Everything is going to be alright.”

The tree man’s words didn’t soothe him, and as a wave of unconsciousness pulled Garret under he couldn’t help but feel that nothing would ever be alright again.

Blood trail leads to new discovery in the search for missing nurse and cop.

It killed her not to know what had happened to Garret, to have no clues whether he was still alive, and if he was what condition he was in.

Just because she knew there was no way she was walking out of this alive, didn’t mean that Calico didn’t hope and pray with ever fiber of her being that he was alright. That he would live, that he would find happiness, and live out his dreams.

Even if that couldn’t be with her.

And it wouldn’t be.

Things were so much worse than she’d thought. Much, much worse.

Any hope that she might have had that things would work out had evaporated the second she heard that voice. A voice from her nightmares but not in the way she’d been expecting.

She thought she knew what was going on, but it turned out she’d known nothing. Everything she thought she believed had been turned on its head, and she had no idea how to process this new revelation.

No idea how to work with it either.

Maybe she would have stood a chance against Derek. Maybe she could have convinced him that he didn’t really want to hurt her. Maybe she could have even convinced him to get help.

But as she looked across the table where she’d placed, her wrists and ankles bound to the chair’s arms and legs, to the obviously dead body of her ex boyfriend, which was also sitting bound to a chair she knew that it was useless.

Derek she possibly could have reasoned with but the man who had taken her and killed the boyfriend who had almost stolen her life, she could never reason with him.

Killer escalating again. Nurse and cop missing.

Garret wasn’t sure if the words were real, something he’d read or heard, or just something he’d made up in his own head.

Actually he wasn’t sure of much.

Only one thing registered in his mind.

Find Calico.

Get to Calico.

Sve Calico.

The killer had tracked them to his place, followed them as he was trying to get her to the police station. Slammed their car with his own, and by the time he woke, not only was he consumed with pain, but Calico was gone.

His Calico. She’d admitted as much. When he told her that nothing could make him leave her side, that being with her was exactly where he wanted to be, she’d told him she felt the same way.

But he’d failed.

Just like he’d failed Tony and Natasha.

Calico was gone. Snatched away from him. He’d broken his promise to her to keep her safe, and to remain with her.

Which is why he had to find her.

Something sharp scratched his cheek but he had no idea what it was. Had no idea where he was. Only that it didn’t matter that he was hurting because if he didn’t find Calico before it was too late there would be a permanent ache in his chest that would never heal.

He had no idea how long he walked, or how he was even remaining upright.

All Garret knew was that when his body finally gave out on him and he hit the ground hard enough to see stars, that he’d failed and Calico was going to pay the ultimate price.

Killer’s identity confirmed – hunt is ongoing.

That was the first that flittered through Calico’s mind as she tried to blink open her eyes.

The hunt was ongoing but Derek had been at Garret’s house.

There was ketchup on the door. A warning. Telling her he was coming for her next.

Pain burned behind her closed lids, and she realised she could not in fact open her eyes. It felt like they had been glued shut.

How …

Something niggled at the back of her mind but she couldn’t seem to grasp hold of it.

One thing she did know though was that something was wrong.

Badly wrong.

It wasn’t just the pain in her head that told her that it was the feeling of something being missing. Something important.

No.

Not something.

Someone.

Garret wasn’t here.

Calico had no idea how she knew that but she felt his loss like a severed limb.

Panic lit inside her.

Where was Garret? Why wasn’t he here? Where was here?

Even though she couldn’t open her eyes she felt someone approaching her. A hand smoothed down her hair and she knew.

Knew even before she heard his voice.

“My dead, sweet, Calico, I’m so glad you’re home now, back where you belong.”

Case is so close to being solved.

That was one of the latest headlines Garret had seen, and he was so proud of Calico for doing what she had to do to try to stop this killer, he was also terrified because it put her directly in the line of a man who was already obsessed with her.

Obsessed enough to start killing other nurses while he waited to make his move on the one he really wanted.

“It’s not blood, not blood,” he said as he buckled Calico into the passenger seat of his car, not sure if he was trying to reassure her or himself.

“Ketchup,” Calico whispered.

The fact that it was her ex’s personal quirk didn’t make the fact that it wasn’t blood smeared all over the door any better.

Rounding the car, constantly alert, waiting for Derek to come jumping out from the shadows and try to snatch Calico.

But he didn’t.

Garret got into the car, started the engine, and drove out onto the street, all without incident.

“He knows where I am, Garret,” Calico said softly.

Reaching one hand over he grabbed hers. Held on tight. “We’ll get you to a safe house until he’s found and in custody.”

“He knows you too. You’re not safe either. Are you … going to stay with me?”

The vulnerability in her voice had him lifting her hand so he could press a kiss to the inside of her wrist. As badly as he wanted to be out there hunting the man who had hurt his Calico, if she wanted him with her then that’s where he would be.

“Nothing but wild horses is going to tear me from your side, and there are no wild horses in the city, Calico Cat.”

“Thank you.”

Taking his eyes off the road, Garret shot her a smile. “Nowhere else I want to be than wherever you are,” he assured her.

“Good, because I feel he same way about you. Being with you is safe, peace, joy, it’s everything I could ever want or need.”

Before he could say more, the glare of headlights suddenly lit up the night, and the roar of an engine was the last thing he heard before another vehicle slammed into his and pain exploded inside him, tossing him into unconsciousness.