As promised....
THE BAD COP: EPISODE 22
The couple ran towards the car with panic. They were unsure of what had happened but knew the car had lost control and had flipped dangerously. The windows had steamed, which implied whoever was inside was still breathing, but the roof and bonnet were slightly caved it. It would be difficult to get anyone out. The male took out his phone.
MAN: I need an ambulence, fire truck, and possibly the police, there's been an accent off Route 43, possible casualties of spine injuries, unconsciousness, and broken bones. I'm a docotr, we'll be fine till you get here.
WOMAN: I can't open the door, I think it's locked from the inside.
MAN: Can you hear me, can anyone open the door?
WOMAN: We could break a window....
MAN: But we don't know how many are inside....I'll see if I can pop the trunk.
WOMAN: Hello...can anyone hear me, please...listen, it's goin to be ok, my boyfriend's a doctor.
MAN: Kay, I got the trunk open.
KAY: Great.
She watched as the windows started to de-steam, almost revealing the unconscious driver. Her boyfriend was complaining about the amount of luggage in this person's car, they were clearly going somewhere. Finally, Kay could see the driver and she screamed.
KAY: JACK, It's...it's B-Bianca....
JACK: WHAT? Jesus....what's she doing way out here?
He climbed over her luggage and moved cautiously into the passenger seat. Checking her breathing he relaxed, from the look of her there was no serious injury, but broken bones often liked to hide.
JACK: K, put her luggage in our car, I need to get her out, I'm worried for the engine.
KAY: Sure, should I phone Sawyer?
Taking in Bianca's makeup stained face, and the hastily packed luggage, Jack had a bad feeling. He sighed, and gently wiped at her face.
JACK: No, not yet...Bianca, sweetheart, can you hear me? It's Jack, everythings gonna be fine. I'm going to unbuckle you, and then Kay and I will gently lift you outta the care ok?
She didn't answer, she didn't give any sign of life. With fear Jack unlocked her door leaving Kay to pull it open, it was stuck, but with some effort the whole door came off. Carefully, unbuckling her, Jack lifted her from her seat and pushed her legs towards Kay. Using each other as a makeshift stretcher they then laid her on the ground.
KAY: J-Jack...is she gonna, is she aliv-...what, we need to do something.
JACK: It's ok, listen...I hear sirens.
In Bianca's head she was beginning to hear muffled sounds. But oh god, her head hurt. What happened, the car! Wait...was she dead. Her leg hurt too, a hell of a lot. More than her head. With a cry of pain she opened her eyes:
BIANCA: J-James....Jack! Ow...jesus...where, what?
JACK: Shush, lie still.
BIANCA: What are you doing here?
KAY: Us, don't you mean what the hell are you doing here? What happened?
JACK: Kay, give her some space.
Bianca starts to tremble and a fresh sob escapes her lips. She looks at Jack and he knows Sawyer's hurt her, he clenches his fists, and sighs, waiting for her to speak.
BIANCA: He....S-Sawy-James, he cheated on me.
KAY: Oh baby...
Bianca breaks off into sobs, unable to control herself anymore. She manages to push up into a sitting position as they wait for the ambulence to pull over.
BIANCA: Oh...
Clutching a hand to her head, Bianca falls back into Jack's arm unconscious. Kay shrieks and rushes to the slightly younger woman's side.
KAY: Jack..do something.
JACK: Damn, she's not breathing. Come on Bianca, don't do this...the ambulance is seconds away...hang on!
He starts compressions, the rains falling heavily around them. Breathing into the girl's mouth he feels little life. As the ambulence stops, two paramedics jump out.
JACK: She's crashing, you need to get her inside.
As Kay clings to Jack, Bianca is rushed inside. They continue compressions and then attempt to shock her, Kay cries into Jack's shoulder, and mutters something about Sawyer. As life is pounded back into Bianca, a few hundred miles away the man in question is getting a unique wakeup call of his own.
Sitting on his drive, in the same place that Bianca left him Sawyer was suddenly hit with a very bad feeling. As he tried to shake it he was aware of a person approaching him.
RALPH: Boss, you ok?
SAWYER: Huh?
RALPH: Are you ok?
SAWYER: Me, yeah...never better.
RALPH: You're all wet.
SAWYER: I got caught in the storm.
RALPH: But...
SAWYER: Why are you here anyway.
RALPH: We found another body.
Sawyer rubbed his temples as he walked into the station. He couldn't deal with this today. All he wanted was to curl up on the sofa with Bianca, and a nice cold beer. But that wasn't about to happen anytime soon.
AL: Where's Bianca.
SAWYER: She um, took off.
AL: I thought so.
SAWYER: What...why-
AL: Copy of the note attached to the body.
Sawyer glanced at the piece of paper that had been handed to him. "Now that she's out of the way the real fun can begin. Be on your guard James." He gulped, this was not good.
SAWYER: Any leads?
AL: None. It's weird...it's like whoever's doing this knows how to get to you without being spotted.
Kay sat shaking in the ER waiting room. They'd lost Bianca twice on the ride over, but she was stabilising. Jack had said something to do with initial brain swelling, but that was beginning to reduce. The crisis now was her broken leg, and possible internal bleeding. And the issue to tell Sawyer or not.
JACK: Hey.
KAY: How is she?
JACK: She's good, she's talking.
KAY: Thank god....what are they-
JACK: She needs a tiny operation, she has a little internal bleeding, but she'll be fine.
Kay begins to cry and falls into Jack who hugs her tight. He's thinking about Sawyer, why would he do this, why? He knew he liked women, but Bianca was perfect for him. And Bianca had said something about Ana Lucia, surely she wasn't back in his life.
KAY: We should ring Sawyer.
JACK: You do it, I can't deal with him right now....I'm going to check on Bianca.
Kay sighed as she headed for the pay-phone. She knew Jack was mad, and she was too, but her concern lay with Bianca. She'd never seen someone so hysterical.
In the station Sawyer and Ana were sat in uncomfortable silence going through files. She'd asked for his police record and he'd had to lie, saying he couldn't find it. He was worried she'd figure it out.
RALPH: Boss, phone for you.
SAWYER: Bianca?
RALPH: No, someone called, um....Kay, I think.
SAWYER: Ok......hello?
KAY: Thank god...Sawyer...there's been an accident.
SAWYER: Is Jack ok?
KAY: No, you don't understand, it's Bianca.
He almost dropped the phone, letting out a muffled sob he sat down, Ana walked towards him, a look of almost concern on her face.
KAY: She's at St. Mary's..about 10miles from where we live. Can you come, now.
SAWYER: Yeah, is she ok?
KAY: She'll be fine. Hurry.
HAnging up, Sawyer grabbed his coat and the keys to one of the cop cars. Thanks to B his truck wasn't road worthy. Ana grabbed his arm.
AL: What the hell is going on?
SAWYER: It's Bianca, she's been in an accident, I have to go.
AL: But-
SAWYER: -Goodbye!
Bianca was sat in her bed after the operation, she was prodding at her blue Jell-o. BLUE? While Jack and Kay were writing on her cast. She'd broken her leg, at the start of summer. Perfect.
BIANCA: Jack, when can I go...um, home?
KAY: Do you wanna go home?
JACK: Soon. And yeah, where is home?
Breaking into tears Bianca set the Jell-o down on her tray. Biting her lip she rubbed at the tears trailing down her face. Trying to tell herself he wasn't worth it, but deep down inside, she knew he was.
BIANCA: I don't know...I can't face him.
KAY: You could stay with us.
BIANCA: I can't...Sawyer was Jack's friend first.
JACK: But you're our friend too...and who better to stay with after an accident but a doctor?
BIANCA: (Smiles) I guess.
KAY: That settle it, in a few days, you'll be coming home with us!
From down the hall they hear yelling. A familiar southern accent greets them, and Bianca recoils in panic. She doesn't want to see him.
SAWYER: I'm telling you, my girlfriend, Bianca Crew, she's here....she's injured....(His voice breaks) ...PLEASE!
With a look to Bianca, who nods, JAck steps into the hallway and calls out the man's name. ALmost breaking into a run, he heads towards the room.
SAWYER: Baby, oh thank god....
BIANCA: Please leave.
SAWYER: But-
JACK: -time to go Sawyer.
SAWYER: Stay outta this Doc.
JACK: If you weren't such a jerk I would.
SAWYER: Excuse me?
JACK: She told me.
SAWYER: Don't judge me Jack...we may not all be perfect, but you don't know the whole truth.
JACK: I know enough, now get out!
SAWYER: Screw you.
JACK: Oh, you would know plenty about that Sawyer.
Rage flew into Sawyer's head, and before anyone could stop him he lashed out and punched Jack hard in the face, splitting his lip. Kay screamed, and Sawyer with a pained look to Bianca walked away. An angry Jack stumble behind him, grabbing the man and punching him back, hitting his eye.
JACK: Never turn your back cowboy.
BIANCA: (Screaming) STOP! Both of you. Sawyer, go home, I'm fine....and Jack, I don't need your protection!
The two men backed down, both panting hard. Bianca once again, wiped at her tear filled face. She gave Sawyer a pleading look, and with a gentle nod he exited the room. He was going to have to work long and hard to get that girl back, but he would, even if it was the last thing he did.
About a hundred metres away, hidden by the shadows a man smiled. The plan was working perfectly, this turn of events had made things even better. It would soon be time to initiate part two. He smiled, perfect.
THE END
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