Saving U(S)

Chapter Twenty

A/N: Hey guys, it's been awhile, hasn't it? Anyways, sorry for the long wait. My Wifi has been having some trouble but for some reason the full chapter didn't publish and I didn't realize that till this morning. Here is the full chapter:

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"I hated him," Christen spoke bitterly. "He was a dick."

Amy sighed, resting her head on the steering wheel.

"Christen, we've been over this," she replied, trying not to show her annoyance. "He's a suicide emergency doctor. It's his job to do his own 'investigation' or whatever, and, like it or not, he can do whatever he wants."

"It's not fair!" Christen cried out in frustration. She ran a hand through her long dark hair. Then, she added, quietly, "I don't want Julie to die. I thought she was okay, I really did. Why the hell would she do that? I don't get it.."

"There's a lot of things that I don't get either, Christen," Amy responded after a moment of silence. She didn't even look at the tan striker as she spoke, just stared straight ahead at the oncoming traffic. "And it's either because no will tell me, or it's because I'm not meant to know. And I can't do a single thing about that."

Christen sank back into her seat and crossed her arms.

"She told me she was fine," she grumbled.

"Well, then I guess she lied," Amy snapped. She was done with Christen's whining and complaining. Of course she was concerned about Julie, but she couldn't take any more of Christen's shit. "Now. Jill told me to get you and bring you back to the hotel, so that's what we're going to do. No more talking."

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No, no, no, Servando thought. The world blurred all around him as he came to a stop in the hotel.  He rushed to the receptionist desk, panting and out of breath. 

"Ma'am, have you seen a guy with dark hair? About six foot?" 

The female worker looked confused, but kindly pointed him in the direction the strange man had gone. Servando thanked her, before dashing down the hallway. 

No, no, no. His thoughts started to swirl around him. Oh, god, no. Please.. God.. Don't let this happen.. 

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"Don't you dare fucking move." 

The gun clicked. Nobody moved. 

"Stand up, Heath. Now," he added, angrily when Tobin refused.

Alex stared up at her with eyes wide in fear as Tobin slowly rose to her feet and turned around.

"Why are you here?" she asked, clenching her fists behind her back.

"I'm here for you, Tobin," Aston smirked training the gun towards her head. "I've got a $23.4k deal on you, and I'm not losing it. Get over here. We're taking a trip to Chile."

"No. She's not going anywhere."

Tobin's heart skipped a beat as Ashlyn quickly stood up.

No, Ashlyn, she gritted her teeth, praying that she would just sit down and shut up. Don't do anything. You don't know what he is capable of!

Aston cocked his head to the side, his signature smirk painted on his face.

"You think you're something, don't you? ... Harris, is it? Ashlyn, hmm?"

"I'd greatly appreciate if you'd put that piece of bullshit down and leave, mister," Ashlyn growled, taking a threatening step towards him. "Tobin's not going anywhere with you."

Aston laughed, amused and pointed the gun at Ashlyn's chest.

"Ash.." Ali whispered, terrified. Ashlyn turned around to face her. "Ashlyn, please don't.."

"You should listen to your sadiqa," he smirked, tilting his head to the side. "She is quite jamila. Alfatat aljamilat ," he added in Arabic. "Innaha suneana fi aleubudia."

"Hold your tongue, asshole," Ashlyn clenched her jaw. "Leave. Or we'll call the police." 

"Ah, yes. The American police. They will not be able to help. Now please," Aston gestured to the open chair with his gun. "Aljulusa, fatat jamila. Sit down, pretty girl. Before I have to use this 'piece of bullshit'."

Ashlyn grunted in anger, but obliged, slowly sinking down into the chair.

Aston cleared his throat. In one swift motion, he moved towards Tobin and yanked her to her feet by her hair, causing her to yelp in pain.

Hope tried to stand up, but Kelley yanked her back, scared to death.

Becky stared at Alex who was frozen in fear, tears hanging in her eyes.

Ali tried to stay quiet, but a small whimper escaped her throat. Ashlyn rested her hand on her thigh in a reassuring way.

"It's not gonna end this way," she said to Ali under her breath.

"Now we shall be off," Aston laughed, turning towards the exit. Alex saw red.

"No!"

"Tobin!"

"Stop!"

"ASHLYN!"

BANG! BANG!