Season 4: A

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Just to let you know, the chapters are called seasons, but it isn't the actual time line.

« 3 years later»

I was sitting in my apartment, looking into an old case from a year ago, its the only case that I couldn't solve.

The case was, a crazed serial killer trying to impersonate the zodiac, obviously if he used the same codes we would of had him by now, but he used his own code, it must of taken at least a year to construct. Finally, it clicked, I knew where he was hiding ; the sewers
Why else would he nail a drowned rat to each if his victims heads?

Without hesitation, I grabbed my badge and gun, slid my boots on, and grabbed my coat and radio. I left my apartment and headed to the nearest man hole.

Once I was in the sewers I grabbed my torch off of my belt and got my gun out of my holster. I heard running behind me, I turned and shot my gun twice and turned on my radio requesting backup.

I followed the sounds of running until it stopped suddenly, I heard gunshots, and a massive pain was in my stomach

"son of a bitch!" I shouted shooting him in the legs and shoulder

I grabbed my stomach in pain, I pulled my radio off of my belt ;

"detective l/n reporting! I'm going down! I've sent you my location, over"

"we're on our way detective, over"

I started to fade in and out of consciousness, I heard splashing, someone was coming for me
"keep me at the gcpd, I'm not dying, I want liz to help me" I said grabbing onto the officers shoulder

"yes ma'am"

I finally blacked out.

















"hello baby, I sure remembered you throughout the darkness of death"

I felt hands tracing up and down my bare arm, ending up at my hand and grasping it tightly

I felt soft kisses up my arms, then my shoulders, then my neck, then all over my face,then my lips.

"what the fuck?" I whispered trying to open up my eyes

When I finally did I saw a man, but his face was bloody.

I sat up and looked at the man longer

"who are you ? "

"it's Jerome, your a liar by the way, I thought you were a murderer, not a damn cop"

"Well sorry I was only doing my job, love" I said, sarcasm lacing my tone

"come patch my face up will ya?"

I walked over to him and grabbed a roll of gauze I started wrapping his face up, him looking deep I to my soul whilst I did so, once I was done i walked over to the sink to wash my hands from the dried blood, but before I could I felt something sharp in my neck, I became dizzy and before my body hit the floor, I suspected Jerome had caught me he started dragging me somewhere else, the only thought I had before I blacked out was that he had drugged me, that bastard!

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