Mr. and Mrs. Carter: The One

Chapter 4

December 6, 1995 Tampa Florida
NICK'S POV
I step out of the taxi and thank the driver. I pay him and start walking toward the Tampa Hospital. On the way there, I hear two gruff voices.

"Load her up in the bag." one said.

"Make sure not to touch her with your hands." another one said.

What the hell was going on? I walked away from the hospital and followed the two voices to an alleyway. There were two men, who looked about thirty something.

They were both holding a large black bag. It looked like...a body bag.

Shit, this wasn't something I was supposed to see. They opened a dumpster and dropped the body in. I widened my eyes and stepped back.

I stepped on a dead leaf, making a crunch sound.

Oh shit.

The men turn around and see me. I turn around and start running as fast as I can, I hear them running behind me.

I look back, and nearly scream with how close they are. I try to run even faster, but they get close enough and grab me by my hair.

They start to punch the hell out of me. I tried to fight back, but they were too strong.

I scream and kick, but no one is around. They throw me on the ground and start kicking me. I start coughing blood, wheezing from the pain.

As they kick my head once more, I spiral into darkness.

JANE CARTER'S POV
I paced the floor of the hospital anxiously. Where the hell is Nick? He should have been here by now. That boy was going to give me gray hair. I walked up to my husband and asked,

"Have you seen Nick yet?"

"No I haven't." was his reply.

"Where is he goddammit?" I shout.

"Don't worry he'll be here. Probably stuck at the airport." Bob said. I could tell he was trying to calm me down but it wasn't working.

Angel, Leslie, and BJ were nearly killing me with asking where Nick was. I just told them that he would "be here soon."

I sat down and waited.