Torn

Ch. 25 Enigma

Alastor's POV

I don't know how long i was waiting outside the exam room when they came in with another patient.

"This guy was shot in the leg. Get him to exam room 4," a doctor says.

Right behind the doctor is Detective Glass.

"I am to stay with this man. He is under arrest," Detective Glass yells.

I watch them go into an exam room. So the kidnapper was shot in the leg when they tried to catch him. I will need to pay him a visit later.

A little while later, I see Abigail's parents come into the hospital. They are company by Abigail's chief and major. They approach a doctor.

"Where is Abigail?" Her mom asks.

"She is in exam room 6. She is ok. She does have a bruised rib, dehydrated, and exhausted. The doctor is going to give her something so she will sleep and keep her on fluids," the doctor tells them.

At that moment, they wheel out Abigail.

"We are going to put her in a room 206 now. She will be asleep throughout the night. What is your relationship to her?" the doctor asks.

"We are her parents," Abigail's father says as he holds his wife.

"Then you can stay in her room, but you two will be her only visitors until tomorrow," the doctor tells them.

I watch them follow the doctor as into 206. The parents looked relieved that she is physically ok. I stay back. I want to hear what the chief and major say.

"Thank God her physical injuries are not too bad. I ready put in leave for her. She will get a month off to recover physically and mentally. I will start the paperwork tomorrow for workmens comp." The chief says.

"Good. You know, she will have a fit when she finds out you are giving her a month off," the major says with a smile.

The chief chuckles.

"I know. She had a fit when I told her to take 4 days off with the flu. How is our suspect doing?"

"All I know is that he reached for something and got shot in the leg. They did find the book Abigail was talking about. Unfortunately, there are a lot more victims out there we didn't know about. It will take a long time to process everything that is in that book," the major replies.

"I feel confident enough that we will put him in prison for life," the chief says.

"If he doesn't plead insanity. He was yelling stuff about he was an angel, God spoke to him, and get this, that Abigail sold her soul to a demon. This demon deflowered her, and he needs to save her from him," says the major.

"Shit! I want to see this guy go to prison, not a insane asylum. He could get out in a couple of years. This guy needs to go to prison for life," the says chief in an irritated voice.

I guess I will not be paying Remiel visit. I don't want to add anything he can say to get an insanity plead. I am really disappointed, I wanted to have some fun. What is with everyone thinking all demons are such lustful things.

I decided to go into Abigail's room. I see Abigail's mother holding Abigail's hand with worry in her face. Abigail's father has his arm around the mother talking to her.

"She is going to be alright, Susan. She is tough. She will wake up tomorrow," the father says.

"I know, but she is still one of my babies. How did this happen? They were supposed to be watching her?"

"Her major said he will be in here soon to talk to us. I know it's hard, but try to be patient. Abigail completely trusts in her team,"

I am also wondering how did this happen. She could have summoned me when she was being kidnapped. I still can't believe she didn't summon me while she was his captive. I start to feel something in my stomach. It's guilt. I can't believe I feel guilty about this, but I do. This would not have happened if I had stayed close by and if I hadn't lost my temper and let my pride get in the way. When I told her I was more concerned about losing my entertainment than her safety, I can see now that hurt her feelings.

What is happening to me? I should not care what this human thinks. I would have never let other souls I own say and do things that she has done without punishment. I am still more gentle with female souls I own, but I still use certain things to keep them in their place. I cured her aunt of cancer without asking for anything. I really could have scared her nephew away to get him to let go of my leg. He would not have been hurt, but maybe a little traumatized. I even let him touch my ears! I surprised myself when I said yes to that request.

Then, there is Abigail. She can be an enigma to me sometimes. At the beginning of this deal, the only good thing she saw in it was saving her family from cancer. She didn't ask for anything for herself. I know saving her mom and sister from cancer is something for her, but she could ask for something just for herself. No one has considered the safety of their family when making a contract with me. Not that they need to be concerned about that, but of course, she didn't know me then.

She cares deeply for her family and friends. She bends over backwards when helping someone. Like, being there to testify against Professor Smith. She was lucky not to go through what the others had, so her story was not as impressive, but it helped. She didn't need to testify. I really should not think of her as naive. She just has a big heart and good soul.

The biggest enigma of all to me right now is she cared about my safety. There have been times she hasn't wanted to touch me or I touch her. She has wanted to try and keep her distance from me emotionally, too. She hates the fact that torture and kill my victims. Hell, she could have summoned me when she was captive and in the devil's trap and then killed me herself with the holy water. She would have been FREE! No more letting people be killed, force to go places, and maybe the biggest one of all is going to heaven instead of hell. Yet, she didn't want to see me hurt.

I even think the time she called me friend was a slip of the tongue. The look on her face when I acknowledge it she seemed a little taken back. Thinking back to the beginning of this relationship, maybe she didn't take it back in fear of making me mad.

I am looking at her sleeping form as I am thinking about all this. Do I see her as a friend? Someone I care about. I had only a few friends and one very close friend when I was living. In hell, I only have one that I call friend, and she would say the same for me. I own two souls that I see as friends, but one doesn't see it that way. I have not gone out of my way to try to make friends in hell. You really can't trust anyone down there, and I like to be feared more than that thought of as a friend.

Ok. I will admit this to myself now, and I will tell Abigail this at some point, I see her as a friend. Who would have thought a human female could get me to have these rare feelings?

A thought appears in my head. She is so much like Mrs. Bee. The secretary we had at the radio station. She was the sweetest lady. We were close to the same age. She was a little older than me. When my mother died by my dad's hands and then took his own life, she was there to comfort me. I was very close to my mother, so losing her was very tough on me. My father was abusive, but my mother never would leave him. I had always appreciated that Mrs. Bee was there for me.

Unfortunately, there was one thing Mrs. Bee and my mother had in common, they both married men that turned into abusive as the years went on. When Mrs. Bee and one of her children died at the hands of their husband/father, which is when my mind snapped. I watched as he was able to stay out of jail due to having friends in high places. He became my second victim. My first victim was great practice and unexpected.

Could that be the reason I treat this soul differently? She is like someone I knew in life. Could that also be the reason I want to protect her too? I wasn't able to protect my mother and Mrs. Bee but I now have the strength and power to protect someone I have grown to care about.