kia
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Post by kia on Sept 1, 2007 4:55:26 GMT 10
Update.
4.ABBY
The agent is quite handsome, brown hair and hazel eyes. He has a kind and sympathetic smile. If Luka was there, he would joke with her about the young policeman’s cuteness. He would fake jealousy only to make her smile. Abby sighs, she’s missing him and she’s worried. The cop might be cute, but he’s still asking stupid things. “So, Kovac…K-O-V-A-C, right?” “Yeah, is that so important?” “Miss, I’m just trying to help you” “Oh right. Comfortably sat there on my couch…” “Abby, please” She breathes. Neela is right. She's wasting time, too. Precious time. “Ok, sorry. This is a picture of him” While handing him the shot she can’t help but notice how much Luka looks good in the picture. He’s smiling, his hair moved by the breeze and his eyes beaming. Happy shot. “Thanks. Could you tell me something about the car?” “It was yellow. Dirty. Old. Shrieking brakes. Nothing more. What are you doing to do now?” Their eyes locks. The cop knows too well that sight. She’s scared. And worried. She needs a solution soon. He can’t help her. He needs time to investigate. He looks at the baby sleeping in her mom’s arms. “We’ll start looking for the car. When we’ll find it, and them, we’ll get your boyfriend safe” Boyfriend. It sounds a little strange to her. Boyfriend. As if they were teenagers. Maybe Luka wasn’t so wrong about all the marriage thing. Boyfriend seems so unimportant, so…she doesn’t like it very much. And she doesn’t like what the agent is saying to her. “I can’t wait here. I can’t. He needs me. And I need him. He needs to see I’m ok. I’m going with you”, there is no hesitation in her voice. She won’t accept a no as answer. She stands, giving Joe to Neela. “Stay with him. He should be sleeping for a couple of hours” “But miss…” “No. I’m coming with you” “I don’t think this is a good idea. It might be dangerous” Abby’s getting mad. “Shut up! C’mon, why are you so worried now?”, she turns angrily towards the policeman, “Luka tried more than once to warn you about this Ames guy. He told you he was worried, he told you Ames was following me and our son, he told you he used to pass under our house to spy on us. Wasn’t that enough? Of course you thought it wasn’t. And now…”, she shakes her head sadly, her heart full of pain, “…he took Luka. I won’t stay here waiting for you to do something. I’m coming” Another policeman entered the room: “Maybe we found the car” Abby put her jacket on. She has never been so sure and determined in her whole life. “Ok, time to go, then”
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Post by Rach :) on Sept 1, 2007 5:49:33 GMT 10
loved the update kia i think you are an amazing writer, please update!
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Post by britneyluby on Sept 3, 2007 2:14:45 GMT 10
let him be okay... and let them find him.. UPDATE!
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Post by karo on Sept 3, 2007 4:33:27 GMT 10
great update!!! update soon!!!!
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jehkovac
Marquise of Luby
Jessica Kovac Andrade de Oliveira
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Post by jehkovac on Sept 18, 2007 2:21:16 GMT 10
Great update Write again soon!! I'm waiting!!!
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kia
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Post by kia on Oct 6, 2007 22:09:51 GMT 10
Hi! Sorry for the wait but I've been very busy.
5.LUKA
The light outside is darker, night is going to arrive soon. Luka sighs discomforted. Ames seems lost in his own thoughts, the gun still lying at his side. He tries to stretch his fingers and a sharp pain runs trough his arms and shoulders. His blood circulation isn’t so good; he needs to free himself. He wants to free himself. “Ames?” The other man’s eyes move slowly on him. The void they hold shocks Luka. “Why are you doing this? Why me?” “Can’t you guess? Your fault, it’s your fault…I’m a poor invalid man. And you caused this” “I don’t think so”, he stops, a little breathlessly. His head is pounding and his right eyebrow is itching. “You are uneasy, aren’t you? I should say I’m sorry, but I’m not. Just the way you are not sorry of what you did to me” Luka closes his eyes. “We were happy. A very happy family. Love, joy and happiness. Every morning I brought my children to school and Sandra went to pick them up. Every day the same routine. But it wasn’t boring or annoying…I liked it. And now…everything has disappeared”, Ames’s eyes are bloodshot, angry, full of fury. “Ames, you can’t really think your wife stopped loving you because of your arm” “So simple, huh? If I cut your fingers, your Abby will love you still?” “Of course”, no hesitation. “Are you sure?” They’re looking into each other’s eyes now, “Yes” “You know everything, don’t you? You lived trough pain and sorrow and you’re still there” “I want to be” “I don’t think you deserve it. You’re supposed to heal people not to harm them” Ames stands slowly, picking the gun. He’s still mad. Luka counts the steps which separate them. In a slow motion Ames is next to him. Luka can only focus on his gun. Ames raises it and holds it in front of Luka’s eyes. “Just a little movement of my finger and you’ll be dead…you know?” Luka is shivering slightly, gulping nervously. Breathing is hard. He wants to be everywhere but there. He wants to survive. “But this will be too simple…I don’t want simple, I want you to suffer”, the gun is again away from his face, away from his stare. Ames is giving his back to Luka. He doesn’t like the situation. A new feeling is rising inside him. He’s scared, really scared, and nervous. He can’t see Ames expression, but the man is smiling now, a curt grin which reveals only cruelty. The strange feeling is growing inside Luka and it’s in his throat now. He needs to vomit. He tries to breathe deeply, but nothing seems to change. He can feel Ames meanness, it’s permeating the room. Time is immobile. Ames suddenly jumps back and points again the gun at Luka’s temple. It’s the end, Luka knows it. “Maybe I changed my mind…maybe this world will thank me if I’ll get rid of you soon” Luka raises his eyes. They’re big, glistering with tears and never been so beautiful and meaningful. Ames stares at him for a while. He doesn’t seem so secure. He shrugs, trying to avert his eyes from Luka’s. He loads the gun. Luka’s still staring at him, if he’s going to die, he will die looking into his jailer’s eyes. No blinking, just staring. The gun is ready. Luka is thinking at Abby and Joe. And in this moment a siren resounds outside the window. “Mr Ames, it’s the police. We know you’re here!”
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Post by britneyluby on Oct 7, 2007 0:10:54 GMT 10
update update update NOW!!!!!!!
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jehkovac
Marquise of Luby
Jessica Kovac Andrade de Oliveira
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Post by jehkovac on Oct 7, 2007 13:01:48 GMT 10
UPDATE NOW!!!!!!!
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kia
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Post by kia on Oct 25, 2007 4:31:15 GMT 10
6.ABBY
She’s staring at the closed door. The policeman next to her is still shouting in the bullhorn. She’s not listening to him, she’s too focused on the door. She isn’t noticing the crowd of people approaching the scene, she isn’t seeing the ambulance or the blinking lights. She can see only the door. Behind that door there is Luka and she’s ready to give her life in order to see him walking outside that door. The policeman goes on with his speech. There’s a woman near him now. Abby is told she’s Sandra, Ames’s ex-wife. Sandra takes the bullhorn. “Curtis, it’s me, Sandra. Can you hear me? They said you took a man…the doctor who cured you a year ago. Curtis, please, let him free. He’s not the cause of our divorce. I stopped loving you before your accident and…” “Wonderful…making him angrier can surely save Luka” “Miss, I think we should let Miss Thompson give a try” “She’s upsetting him more and more! This man has a gun, he’s in an isolated room alone with my boyfriend, and he thinks Luka is the responsible of all his misfortunes! How can you say to me to let her give a try?” “Should I go on?” “Yes, miss Thompson, go on for a while” Abby sighs, discomforted. She passes a hand on her eyes. Sandra goes on speaking but the whole house seems dead. She thinks at Luka, his cute smile, his deep voice, the first time she met him. How could she be supposed to spend her life without him? She approaches Sandra and steals the bullhorn. It’s cold and a little heavy. She sighs: “Luka, it’s me. I don’t know if you can hear me, but I hope so. I really hope so. Listen…you know, I’m not the person who likes to speak about feelings, but…Luka, I’m not angry at you, I need you to know that. I’m fine and Joe’s fine too, don’t worry. You did nothing wrong, ok?”, her voice starts to break, but she goes on, “I don’t know if you’re ok now, but hold on, please, hold on. I’ll find a solution and in no time you’ll be there with me, ok? Just hold on, Luka. I need you and Joe too…I need us…hold on” She puts down the bullhorn, she has no words. She only hopes he has heard her. She only hopes he’s ok. The policeman is speaking to another agent. They want to act, try to enter. She’s scared. Sandra walks closer to her and pats her shoulder. The SWAT team is ready. They’re armed and determined. They’re walking towards the house. Suddenly a shot is heard. Abby starts to tremble. She needs to go in, she needs to see Luka. The policeman is holding her. The SWAT team broke the door. She can’t breath…
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Post by britneyluby on Oct 25, 2007 23:14:55 GMT 10
Oh no... I hope he's alright..
UPDATE
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Post by Martine on Mar 26, 2009 22:32:27 GMT 10
Kia, please update. I would like to know how you're gonna end this fic.
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Post by daniella on Mar 27, 2009 0:05:18 GMT 10
Oh, my... love the story... please, make Luka be allright...
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kia
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Post by kia on Mar 29, 2009 3:39:20 GMT 10
Sorry! I thought I have already posted all fiction. So, here you have last chapter:
7. AFTERMATH
She can’t help but look at him. Eyes closed, light breath, pale skin and dark shadows under his eyes. Not a very charming image but she has never found him more beautiful. She strokes his cheek tenderly, a soft smile on her face.
Everything is going to be okay. They’re together again.
A door opens.
Ray steps inside, a set of films in his hands: “No broken bones, only a bruised temple. Though it’s going to hurt like hell”
"And his wrists?"
"They'll be sore for a while, and his fingers may cause him a little trouble, but he'll be okay soon"
Abby glances at the purple marks escaping the white bandages on Luka's wrist. She shivers lightly.
"You can take him home, now"
She looks at Ray, relieved. "He'll be happy to know. He was hoping to be home soon to see Joe"
Ray walks towards the door. Abby's voice stops him: "Thanks, Ray"
"No problem. Go home, now"
She sighs, feeling the tiredeness takin toll of her body. What a long evening. She bends forward, whispering in Luka's ear: "Wake up... we're going home"
Luka blinks, trying to adjust his eyes to the white light: "What?"
"Ray just cleared you. We're free to leave"
"Really?"
She smiles, enjoying lovingly his drowsiness. "Yes. Let me help you with your coat"
Luka's eyes follow carefully Abby's movements. She helps him then stops. She stares at him.
Her eyes are wet: "I was so scared"
"I know. I was too. Though I was glad you and Joe were safe"
"I couldn't lose you", her voice is low, filled with a deep emotion.
"You didn't lose me, you won't lose me"
"Is this a promise?", she's struggling to mantain the control, she doesn't want him to see her cry.
"It sounds more like a threaten, to me"
She leans forward, touching his forehead with hers. She's smiling a little now. "Let me be the one who has the power to decide, ok?"
He grins back, still a little uncertain: "Ok, but you have been told"
They fall silent, still staring into each other's eyes.
The door is opened again. Malik is pushing a wheelchair.
Luka sees it and moans slightly, disappointed.
"C'mon doc, you know the rules"
Luka sighs while Abby is thanking Malik.
"This won't be so terrible. Just sit and in no time we'll be out of there"
"Ok, ok... I only hate all of this"
"I know"
The medical staff is waiting for them at the Admin Desk. Luka greets them, smiling uncomfortably.
"Good luck, dr Kovac. Rest and enjoy your private doctor", Morris blinks at him suggestively.
"So funny, Morris", Luka yawns tiredly.
"Ok, folks, thank you. Now we're going home"
The air is cold. It hits his face making him feel more awake.
Ames's gone. He shudders.
"Are you cold?"
"No... I was thinking at him"
She stops pushing and steps in front of him. She kneels and looks him in the eye: "It's over now. He can't hurt you... us... anymore"
"He was right... I missed the murmur", he's looking down, feeling guilty.
"This didn't give him the right to do what he did. At the end he chose for himself, didn't he?"
He sighs, unconvinced.
"Luka, please, don't blame yourself. You did your best, you tried to save him. Maybe you were wrong, but it wasn't intentional. Luka... look at me. I'm here, and I'm safe. At home, there's our boy waiting for you. Tonight you made the right decision. And it is all that counts to me"
He raises his eyes and looks at her. Her eyes are shining. She believes in what she said, she does believe. He bends a little, just to brush his lips on hers. "Thank you"
"You're welcome"
She helps him in the car.
"I'll take the wheelchair inside, and then we can go home. Just hold a sec"
He stares at her silhouette, studying every her single move. Just before entering the ER she turns back, searching for him. Their eyes meet and she smiles soflty.
That smile. He loves it. Just a second and they'll go home. Home.
Happy with the ending? Thanks to everyone who read my story.
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Post by daniella on Mar 29, 2009 4:37:38 GMT 10
Beuatiful story, Kia... loved it...
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Post by Martine on Mar 29, 2009 7:14:18 GMT 10
"Good luck, dr Kovac. Rest and enjoy your private doctor", Morris blinks at him suggestively.
LOL, great sense of humor. Loved the story !
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