Barbie Spy Squad: Discovering Dark Secrets

Setting things right

Third person's POV

It was no surprise that the team was obviously exhausted from all of the activities of the day.

They were all looking forward to a nice nap in a quiet cell.
And those who had minor injuries got medical attention.

However, Ken was restless. He knew it wasn't healthy.....but whenever he closed his eyes, the image of Barbie's bloody and motionless body popped up in his head.

He couldn't rest until he was absolutely sure that she was okay.
So his time in solitary confinement was anything but nice and relaxing.

All of them had each been allowed one phone call upon our arrest, and William had used his to contact the president. He told Stern everything that had happened, and Stern had promptly ordered the Pentagon to William and Zoe go.

Zoe and William right now were out, working on gathering evidence they needed to prove our story, which turned out to be easier than expected: Bruce Fleming lasted fifteen minutes before spilling his guts.

Getting him to talk didn’t require any torture at all.

Zoe found a perfectly normal daddy
longlegs crawling around the Pentagon and told Fleming it was a genetically enhanced tarantula bearing poison that would make his brain explode.

And with that he coughed up every single detail of Dunbar's plans.....from over five years until now.

In return, the government cut down his sentence. Instead of going to prison for life, he would only have to go for the next forty years.

Alan also told them everything he knew from the very beginning.

Unfortunately Lissa couldn't be brought for questioning. She vanished without a trace.
So did Marlo.....Dunbar's most trusted partner in crime alongside with his other associates.

As far as Zoe was concerned, the job wasn't done yet. Letting these people roam around freely could give them more time to break Dunbar out of jail all over again.
And that was what they were planning to prevent.

Ken tried to get some sleep....but that totally backfired when he had a horrible nightmare....leaving him even more restless.

Now he was just pacing anxiously waiting for some news.....anything that could put him at ease....just a little bit.

Ken sighed and sat on the bed in the cell.
I should be the one who was supposed to be in that hospital bed right now....not her. It's all because of me!
He ran a hand through his hair.......he suddenly froze in his tracks.

People do crazy things when they're in love.

That was Barbie's last words to him....before she passed out.

He frowned. What did she mean by that? He suddenly gasped.
Could it be......no! But why else? Why else would she take such a big risk and get hurt?

Could it be possible that.....she....loved me?

Everything started to suddenly make sense. He started to remember thousands of moments they had with each other. How Barbie went way out of her way to help him no matter what.

How back in 10th grade, she stood up for him when an elder girl made a comment about his body.
How she studied maths all the time despite the fact that she hated just to tutor him and help him catch up with the schoolwork he missed because he was caught in a surfing accident.

Then he gasped.

I asked Barbie to help me to ask Harriet to the dance! Oh...my.....God! I'm such an idiot!

Right then the door to his cell opened.
He turned around and saw two soldiers.

"You're free to go, Mr. Carson," one said.

He nodded and exited and saw William Roberts, waiting for him.

"Son....how are you?" William asked.

Ken nodded, not really knowing what to say in respond.
"How's she?" he asked.

William sighed, knowing exactly who he was talking about.
"Follow me."

Ken knew where they were headed.....after all Cassandra did tell them that there was a hospital right inside the Pentagon.

It was a long way there....but eventually they made it.

"I'm kinda starting to get deja Vu," Ken chuckled bitterly.
William sighed and gave him a sympathetic glance.

He knew exactly what Ken was talking about.

"Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and save her from him....save her from the torture she was put through," William sighed but then he shook his head, "We're here."

Right in front of them was a big room.

"She's in the ICU?" Ken asked, shocked.

"Her situation is very critical," William replied, "She had a cardiac arrest before getting here."

Ken nodded.
Right after the doctor approached them.

"How are they?" William asked.

The doctor sighed and took off his glasses and then cleared his throat.

"Cassandra Roberts is more stable. She will have full recovery." the doctor stated. Ken could feel that there was more to it, "But the other Miss. Roberts...she was lucky indeed."

"But?" William asked calmly.

The doctor looked down at the records.
"However......Most stab victims gain consciousness in four days at the most," he stated, "She's still unstable. But if she doesn't wake up in the next four or five days, I don't think she ever would."

Ken gasped in shock and stared at the doctor.
"W-What?" Ken asked.

"I'm afraid if Miss. Roberts doesn't gain consciousness in the next couple of days, she may pass away."

Ken couldn't hear what was said next.

She could...die?! No God please no.

After a couple of minutes of William talking to the doctor, they were led inside.

There he saw her.
He quickly sallowed the lump in his throat.
He nearly didn't recognize her.

Barbie was lying on the bed.... unconscious.
She was hooked up to several machines as well as a an EKG, wires and tubes.....and life support.

"The doctors say that she's lucky. If she had gotten here any later, she would have either died from blood loss or brain or she would have suffered from brain death."

Ken couldn't say anything. So he just nodded.
She looked really pale....
No one really knew when she would wake up.

Is she even going to wake up?

A minute later, William left the room. Probably to give the two teens privacy.

Ken sat down on a chair and took a good look at her to see what injuries she sustained.

There was a bandage around her head.
She probably has a concussion.

Then he looked down at her wrist.....

Yeah sprained wrist and ankle.

There were also bandages around her arms....possibly because of how she was crashed to the glass wall.

She can't even breathe on her own.

A tear slipped from his eyes.

Barbie....please get well soon....
I...I need you.

A/N: Sorry for not updating for....a week?
Well the next chapter will probably be posted after Tuesday.