Our Heroes

Chap 13

Alexis' POV

"I'm going to go and buy some groceries," I said. "Wanna come Blake?"

"Yeah," said Blake.

"Let's go," I said. "A home cooked meal tomorrow."

"Woo," said Blake. "I'm ready."

We walked out to my car as my phone rang. "Hello," I said as I picked up. "Hello?"

"She put your card on the table before slicing her wrists," said the girl on the other end.

"Oh my god," I said.

"4637 Marypine Lane. The hotel," said the girl. "Room 449." She hung up.

"Oh my god," I said. "Blake, we gotta go." We got into the car and I sped to the hotel. "Move quickly and do and I say." We ran up to the hotel room and the door was opened. "Andrea?" She was on the bed with her wrists slit. I held her wrists. "Where the hell are the medics?"

"Who are you?" asked Blake.

"Bradie," said the girl.

"Blake, take this scarf off my neck and tie it around her wrist," I said. Blake tied her left arm. "We need a belt or something for the right." I was panicing. "Where the hell are the medics?" Blake tied his belt around the left wrists. The medics walked in. I let go of Andrea and let the medics take over. "How'd you know to call me, Bradie?"

"She laid your card on the table before she cut herself," said Bradie.

"You did the right thing," I said. "I give you the same advice." I walked to the bathroom and washed the blood off my hands. I met Blake down at my car. "What did the medics say?"

"Because of you, she's going to survive," said Blake. "How'd you know what to do?"

"Training," I said.

"How'd you meet her?" asked Blake.

"I met her father," I said. "At the navel academy." I sighed. "That's who I was talking to. She needed help. She'll only trust women authority figures." I looked at Blake. "It's weird. She needs real help. Like psychological help."

Blake's POV

"Now you know there are people that needs your help out there," I said.

"Obviously," said Alexis. "We're going home." We got into the car. "There's still blood on my hands and there's blood on my shirt." I sighed. "We're having fast food."

"The guys will understand," I said. She drove us home. I put my jacket around her so people won't see the blood. I took off my jacket as soon as we got to the room. We walked in. "Guys, you're going to have to deal with take out for breakfast."

"Why?" asked Devin.

"Oh my god, Alexis," said Jayk rushing over to her. "Are you okay? You're not hurt, are you?"

"I'm fine guys," said Alexis. "Navy's First Sergent Hammond's daughter slit her wrists." I sighed. "I had to go and help her."

"Did she cut you too?" asked Britt.

"No," I said. "Blood was oozing through Alexis' fingers as I tied the scarf around the girl's wrists." I looked at Alexis and rubbed her back. "I don't know where she gets the strength to do it everyday but I have a strong girl."

"She was scared," said Alexis. "And alone with her friend. For all we know, her friend could've tied her down and cut her."

"You don't really think her friend would do that, would you?" asked Britt.

"Jealousy, hatred, pictures, After Romeo, guys, friends, together, forever," said Alexis. "The list goes on. What happens if one of those made her friend go off?" She sighed. "I'm going to shower, and get some sleep."

"Okay," I said as Alexis left. "What are we going to do?"

"She's traumatized," said TC. "What can we do?"

"Guys, we know she's strong," said Britt. "Considering she does work for the FBI."

"I'm going to find out tomorrow," I said. "Interviewing Andrea."