Save Me: A Chenford Love Story

7: Please, Help Me!

7: Please, Help Me

"She was shot?" He asked asked again, this time in a more broken than the first time. Everyone was silent. All eyes on Tim. He just stood still.

"Yes." Nyla replied.

Tears began to well up in his eyes "Is she still alive?" He asks with a shaky voice.

"She's alive. That's one thing that we know. We know for sure that she's still breathing."

Tim took one of the deepest breaths he could've ever taken. "Do we know how bad it is? He asks.

"No. all we know is that she's been shot and that she's alive. But it appears that she hasn't been taken to any medical facilities."

"Okay." He says with a small voice.

"So what's the next move? What happens now?" Angela asks as she looks at Tim with a concerned eye.

"I asked June to give me a call back of she found out anything, but right now, we're all just trying to locate Lucy."

"Where do we start?" Nolan asks.

Nyla explain to everyone what they could do to help ensure that they were able to locate Lucy. Everyone took their assignments and got straight to work. Tim was still just standing there, dazed. So many emotions hit him all at once. He had been through this once, but that's when Tim knew she was within city limits, this time was different. He didn't know what doors to kick down. Had no leads to follow. Nothing. This time is so much different than the last. He didn't have much control this time and that was scaring him more than anyone around him could ever understand.

"AAGGHH" Lucy screams out as she's coming to.

"Aww look! She's finally waking up. It took her long enough." The one man said as he laughed.

"What the hell? You shot me?" She yells as she's wincing in pain.

"Well duh! You weren't willing to play nice."

"I'll show you not playing nice." Lucy snaps back.

The man comes closer and grabs her thigh where he shot her and begins to squeeze it. Lucy screams out in pain "Let go! Please let go!"

"Why should I? You said you're going to show me what not playing nice is." He said intently.

"Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just let go!" Lucy begged.

He looked her in the eyes and took one last chance to squeeze her thigh harder. She screamed out in agony. Seeming to be satisfied with himself he asked "Are you going to play nice now?"

"Yes" Lucy said in a small voice.

"What was that?" He said with a hand up to his ear.

"Yes." Lucy said defeated.

"Great. Well now get yourself together, it's time to start cooking and there's no allowed in the kitchen. Let's go!"

He walked out the room and again was alone. She broke down. Then she told herself to get it together because if she didn't she could get herself killed. Now more than ever, she missed home. All she began to think was "Someone please help me, please," But she knew it wouldn't happen because she didn't even know where she was, so how could they have possibly known? Lucy began to hyperventilate. The thoughts about Caleb came up. Caleb was scary, but this was beginning to look a lot worse.

Back at the station, everyone is still going at it. No sleep. No one has left or has a sense of time of how ling that they've been at the station. All of them worried about the well being of their fellow officer and friend. Grey called around for a check in. Everyone gave their updates. Grey then looked around and asked "Has anyone seen Tim?"

All of them looked around and Angela said "The last time I seen him he was at his desk in his corner. I haven't seen him since then."

Tim was in the parking garage, sitting in his truck with his head on the steering wheel. He was beating himself up. He knew that he didn't want Lucy to go in the first place. He wanted her to be here so if she was ever in danger, he wanted to be just a phone call away. Maybe not even a call away because they rode together frequently. He knew he was scared. He also knew if he was this scared, Lucy must be terrified.

It was Angela who found him. She opened the door and sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Tim what're you doing out here? Everybody has been looking for you."

"I just needed some air."

"Tim, what's going on? Like really going on?"

He looked at her with tear filled eyes, "Ang, I'm scared. Like really scared."

"We're going to find her. We're going to get her back and bring her home." She said as she grabbed his hand and rubbed his shoulder."

"I hope so. I'm praying that we do."

"Well, we won't do it sitting out here. Let's get back inside and get back to work."

Tim nodded his head and they both hopped out of his truck. Once they got back inside, Ashley was there. She called his name and seeming to get the world off her shoulders.

"Yeah. What are you doing here?" He asked confused.

"Just came to check on you with everything going on."

"Thanks."

Lucy had just got done cooking one batch. She was in excruciating pain. She came out limping. "First batch is done. Can I get another bandage? I've bled through this one."

"Get another batch done abd then maybe we can have a conversation about it."

Even though she was in immense pain, this was the only shot she had to relieve some of the pain and not feel so disgusting. She went back to cooking, All throughout the night she cooked. While she was cooking, it was silent, so all she had to think about was the pain she was in; until it wasn't. At this point, Lucy was on her third or fourth batch. While she was thinking about the pain she was in while being in the cooking area, gun shots started to fly.

The first thing Lucy did was hobble out of the cooking area with her gun pulled to make sure she looked like she belonged there. But then she saw her moment. The phone of a wounded man. She grabbed the phone and hobbled back to a small corner in the cooking area where she dialed one of the numbers she had memorized. It rang a few times and then she heard "Hello? Who is this?"

Gunshots began to fly in the area she was occupying, Lucy had to leave the phone on the ground and start shooting back to protect herself. There was a brief moment she got to breathe because she guessed the shooters needed to reload, she grabbed the phone and said "Tim, please help me."

Gun fire began again, but this time she was okay because she knew now that there was a chance that she might be found.