Say Something

Chapter Three ~ the escape

The police arrived about 20 minutes later, for the nearest police station was in the next town, and I asked them to try not to wreck the door.

"But Niall, it's a bit hard to get this mysterious girl out without wrecking the door," said a cheery policewoman. "You could always get a new door."

"Okay, okay. Just wait a second before you bust it." I said.

I picked up my notepad and wrote on it: "You will need to stand well back, love."

I saw Caitlin blush slightly as she read the word love before moving back to stand beside the mattress. A policeman crashed something heavy against the door and it flew open. Caitlin seemed to gasp a little as she watched on. The policeman said "she's all yours now," and began to walk away.

"Wait," I said. "Aren't you going to try to find something out about this beautiful woman and how she got here?"

"That's for the CSIs to find out," said the cheeey policewoman. "Get her showered, get her cleaned up and into some neater clothes. They'll be here in an hour. Get to know the girl."

"Okay," I said, and they walked away. I stepped into the room to find a shaken up Caitlin standing there. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her in a big hug, because she really needed one. She wrapped her own arms gently around my back, whimpering slightly at the pain it caused her by touching her arms to my shirt. We stood there for quite a while, never letting go, and after five minutes she had begun to cry into my shoulder.

I held her gently, letting the tears fall silently as she realised that she was finally free and in my arms. And that's the greatest feeling I've ever felt. To save a life and know how much it had meant to them. We eventually, after about twenty minutes of hugging, let go of each other. I then took her hand gently in my own and led her to the bedroom where the clothes of my former girlfriend who had left me still remained in the wardrobe. They would just about fit her, I thought.