Heaven Needed an Angel | By : SeijiDate Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 2637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Heaven Needed an Angel: Chapter Four
Fandom: FAKE
Author: Seiji_D
Disclaimer: Fake is the creation of Sanami Matoh, therefore she owns them, not me.
Rating: R (Just to be safe)
Pairing: Dee x Ryo x Dee
Content: Angst/ Character Death/ Language
Summary: When someone close to Dee is viciously attacked and loses their hold on life, Dee loses his ability to cope.
**Fixed problem with TOD and timeline.
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With his heart racing, Ryo rushed into the room to find Dee backed up against a wall and trembling. His green eyes stared at the bed in disbelief while nurse and doctors crowded around the nun, feverishly working on her.
“Dee, what happened?” Ryo quickly went to Dee’s side and tried in vain to divert Dee’s attention away from the bed and what was going on, especially when he saw the defibrillator paddles being pulled from the cart. “Dee...?”
“I-I... I d-don’t know.... I was just sitting there and holding her hand. S-She opened her eyes and tried to speak....” Dee’s voice cracked and Ryo knew that his partner was trying not to cry, which made it hard for him to bear. “She asked me to... To pray with her. I know that she couldn‘t speak because of the tubes but I knew what she wanted... I just knew. It was just the way she looked at me... I had seen that look before.” Covering his face with his hands, Dee fought against the sudden wave of emotions that were washing over him faster than he could process them.
Upon seeing how close to breaking down Dee had become, Ryo quickly put his arms around his lover and pulled him closer despite being in such a public space. Now wasn‘t the time to be concerned about what others thought. Dee needed him and that‘s all that mattered. “It’s okay, Dee. I’m here for you. It‘s going to be okay, Love.” Ryo struggled to keep his own feelings buried for the time being. He knew that what Dee needed the most was his strength and not his tears.
“S-She wanted her Rosary beads. I-I knew that because she looked down at mine. I got them for her and put them in her hands... She... She touched my hand and patted it. I knew that she was telling me to be strong. I knew that she didn’t want me crying.” As hard as Dee tried, the tears just wouldn’t stay hidden any longer and they started to slide down over his cheeks. “Ryo, she... She raised her hand up toward the ceiling. S-She was telling me that she was... That he was calling her home. S-She‘s dying... Mother is dying!” The tears started coming fast and furious now, cascading down over olive skin to drip onto the black dress shirt that Dee was wearing.
“Dee, you can’t know that for sure. She....” Ryo stopped when Dee started shaking his head rapidly.
“I do know Ryo. Mother was saying her goodbyes... She’s leaving me....”
The words sent a chill down Ryo’s spine and then the chaos around them came to a grinding halt, bathing the whole room in an eerie quiet. As though they were watching a movie in slow motion, both men let out a small gasp as the doctor spoke the words they had prayed they would never hear.
“Okay everyone; let’s call it. Time of death is Twenty-One-Hundred hours.” It was at that moment that Father Cardenas chose to step into the room and he froze when the words reached his ears. His eyes fell upon Ryo and Dee, who stood off to the side and he closed his eyes to pray.
“NO! Mother! NO!” Dee pushed Ryo out of the way and rushed over to the bed before he turned and glared at the doctor who had just pronounced her dead. “Don’t you dare give up on her! Keep trying, dammit! Keep trying! She‘s strong! You need to try harder!” He screamed at the doctor who stood there, looking at him sympathetically. He had seen and heard this sort of thing many times before so it wasn’t a shock to him.
“Why are you just standing there, dammit? Try again! Bring my mother back! She can’t be gone... not yet!” Dee trembled as he reached out and grabbed the doctor by his coat. “I said, keep trying!”
As soon as Dee grabbed the doctor, Ryo and Father Cardenas quickly rushed over to tried to pry Dee away from the older man.
“Dee, calm down.” While standing behind him, Ryo gently took Dee’s arms and pulled them away as he wrapped his own around his lover and held Dee’s arms against his partner’s body. The doctor remained where he was despite Dee’s outburst though he did appear to be slightly shaken.
‘He’s probably seen this many times over though I seriously doubt that it gets any easier to witness.’ Ryo thought to himself.
“I’m sorry, doctor Granger but Mother Lane is very special to Dee.” Ryo continued to hold onto Dee, too afraid of what his partner might do should he relax his grip.
“I am very sorry for your loss but the patient’s injuries were just too massive. Even if we had managed to bring her back I seriously doubt she would have survived for very long. There was nothing else we could do for her and I know that‘s hard to accept but I assure you I do not like losing a patient no matter how critical they are.” This time the doctor did gasp when Dee broke free of Ryo’s grip and once again latched onto his coat.
“That ‘patient’ as you call her, has a name, dammit! If you feel so damn badly then why can‘t you call her by her name?” Dee spat out the words as Ryo frantically tried to pry Dee away from the doctor. “Have you forgotten it? Let me refresh your memory then! Her name is Mother Maria Lane! Mother Lane! Got that?” Dee yelled when Ryo finally succeed in pulling Dee away and then put some distance between the two men.
“Dee, you need to calm down!” Ryo hissed when Dee started to struggle to get away. “Calm down!”
“Dee!” Father Cardenas’s voice rang out and the priest approached both men. This is neither the time nor the place for such behavior. Mother Lane would not want you acting like this. I know it‘s hard to accept but accept it you must. She is gone. Mother Maria Lane has been called to her Father‘s side and we have to all accept that.” The priest softened his voice as he rested a hand on Dee’s shoulder and watched as Dee blinked several times in order to focus on him and his words. “Why don’t you come with me and we’ll pray for her safe journey? You must honor her in death just as you have always done while she was alive.”
The fight in Dee seemed to die away and Ryo felt his lover relax enough to release him. Without saying anything, Dee allowed Father Cardenas to guide him over to the side of the bed where they both knelt down side by side. Grabbing his Rosary beads, Dee held it tightly and bowed his head, as he prayed, while silent tears ran down his cheeks.
Ryo could only stand there and watch, helpless to do anything that would alleviate the pain he knew Dee was feeling.
‘Why? Why are you hurting him like this?’
Ryo covered his mouth with his hands as he backed up until he touched the wall. He knew that his own sorrow could never match what Dee was feeling; though his heart ached to see that he wasn‘t asked to share in his partner‘s grief. What frightened Ryo the most was the thought that Dee might never allow him to simply because Dee hated appearing weak around anyone, including him.
‘He’s shutting me out again. I can already sense it. He’s hurting and I can’t do a damn thing about it. Don’t pull away, Dee. Don’t you dare leave me too. I need you just as much as you needed her.’
Though the Mass and funeral were behind them, the sorrow of the loss still remained. It was very much apart of their lives and would be for some time to come. Ryo had never felt so alone as he did after that fateful night when Mother Lane had passed away. Dee had retreated into his own world despite Ryo’s hopes that his lover would turn to him for comfort. Instead, Dee simply shut himself off to everyone, choosing to deal with his grief in his own way. Of course, Dee’s way meant that Ryo was forced to stand on the outside, looking in, since Dee refused all attempts Ryo made at comforting him.
‘Why does he have to be so damn stubborn and prideful? I don’t care if he shows his weaknesses to me. It won’t change how I feel about him. Why can’t he see that?’
Ryo frowned as he walked into the busy precinct and headed straight for his office. He was hoping to make this appearance at work as short as possible and almost regretted even showing up. He didn’t want to be away from Dee for very long, especially since Dee was in such a depressed state at the moment.
‘Maybe I should have just stayed at home and waited until tomorrow to check in? It’s only been five days since her death and Dee still needs me there, not here.’
“Yo, Ryo! Wait up!” The chestnut haired man was startled from his thoughts and turned to see Drake heading toward him. “I wanted to ask you about Dee. How’s he doing?”
“Oh hi Drake.” Ryo greeted his colleague who finally caught up with him. “Dee’s been a real mess actually. I hated leaving him at home so I could come in here but I wanted to check up on how the case you two are handling, is going. I also wanted to see if there was anything new concerning Mother Lane‘s case.” Ryo sighed, as he opened the door to the office and walked in with Drake right behind him. “I’m just relieved that so far Dee is listening to orders and staying away from the investigation into Mother Lane’s murder. The Chief and Commissioner Rose threatened to strip Dee of his badge if he didn’t obey orders.”
“Well, I hope that he really does listen this time.” Drake waited until they were inside Ryo’s office and the door was closed before he handed the chestnut haired detective the file folder he had been carrying. “I thought you might want to see this. It‘s what we have thus far on this child rapist and killer.”
“Thanks, Drake.” Ryo took the folder and sat down at his desk. “I hope Dee listens too. The last thing Dee needs is another negative report placed in his jacket, considering he has enough of those as it were. That’s one of the reasons why I came in to check on things. I didn’t want Dee overhearing anything.” Ryo sighed as he opened the file folder and started reading through the reports.
“Just to update you on the latest. The hospital called this morning and informed us that the little boy is finally awake and alert enough for us to speak with him. JJ and I are going to stop over there later to see if we can get anything from him that may be usable. We’re just waiting for the parents to give us their permission to talk to him before we go. We don‘t want to put the little guy through anymore trauma than we have to, you know?” Drake pulled out a chair and sat down next at Dee’s desk, shaking his head over how messy the desk was compared to Ryo‘s.
“Check with someone from the Sex Crimes Unit and see if they may have some advice on how best to go about interviewing the boy.” Ryo looked over to see Drake nod before he went back to reading the reports. “According to this, it’s a miracle that he’s even alive yet alone awake and talking and so soon too. He must be quite a fighter.” Ryo laid the folder down and looked at Drake again. “We should be thankful though. Up until now, all the Vics have been DBs, so either our suspect is getting sloppy, assumed the boy would die before he would be found, or we just got very lucky.”
“I’d like to think that we got lucky.” Drake sighed. “I just hope that we can get something out of the kid that we can use. Anything he can give us that will lead us right to this bastard will be great because enough is enough. Right now, all we have is a vague description of the guy and the name he gave for the storage shed, which is a fake.”
“As if that’s any surprise. At least the description was good enough for someone to call in and report that they may have seen him. Otherwise you wouldn‘t have found that little boy.” Ryo picked up the file folder again and thumbed through it before he stopped and went pale. “Good god! Was there any place on this kid’s body where they didn’t find traces of semen?”
“I know it’s really disgusting. Our suspect seems to have a big need to humiliate his victims and it appears to be getting worse each time out.” Drake closed his eyes as he recalled the moment he had found the little boy. “It also seems as though the younger and more innocent they are, the more he does to them. It’s almost as though he wants to taint them as much as possible. What makes it even more disgusting is that he placed a chain with a cross, around the little boy‘s neck. We checked with the parents and they had never seen it before. In fact they‘re Jewish.”
Ryo’s head shot up and he looked over at Drake. “Has the DNA report come back yet?”
“Just a prelim at the moment. The more extensive test will take a few more days to come in.” Confused, Drake looked over at Ryo. “Why?”
“It’s just a hunch I have.” Ryo looked through the folder. “It’s not in here. Where is that report?”
“I think JJ had it earlier and didn‘t get a chance to add it into the file folder. Let me go check his desk.” Drake got up and hurried out of the office, curious as to where Ryo was going with his thoughts. Once he found what he was looking for, he headed back into the office and handed the paper to Ryo. “Here ya go.”
“Thanks.” Ryo looked it over and then sighed. “I need the DNA report from Mother Lane’s case. Is either Ted or Marty around?”
“They headed out on a call. What are you looking for?” Drake asked.
“It’s just a hunch and a long shot at that Ted said that Mother Lane had a cross around her neck and according to the other nuns that worked with her, they didn’t recall ever seeing it before. I’m beginning to suspect that the same person who is assaulting these little boys may have assaulted Mother Lane as well.”
“Are you serious? I wonder why Ted never said anything?” Drake was very surprised by Ryo’s statement.
“Maybe because he wasn‘t aware that your Vic had one on him too. There are other similarities if you look closer. In all cases the Vics were sodomized, with Mother Lane also being raped. All had been covered from head to foot in semen. All were beaten about the head before being stabbed and all the Vics were what you could classify as innocent or pure. Little boys and a nun. There are just too many similarities here.” Ryo sighed as he looked over the reports Drake had given him. “He humiliates them as much as possible before killing them, which tells me that he has a lot of rage inside of him.”
“Yeah but to go from little boys to a nun? Why the jump?” Drake felt his stomach churning as he listened to Ryo.
“I had told Ted I felt there was a chance that the suspect in Mother Lane’s case may have been molested by someone of the religious sect and according to the profiler he spoke to, she seemed to think so as well. I’m wondering if the little boys are a representation himself and what may have been done to him.” Ryo looked up at Drake, who seemed to have paled even more.
“And you think that the nun represented the source of his rage, which is why he may have made the jump and gone after her in the first place.” Drake thought for sure that he was going to get sick when Ryo nodded. “Damn....”
“Listen, I hate to do this but I really need to get back home to Dee. Bikky and Cal are there right now but I would feel better if I were there, just in case anything happens. Dee is just too out of it and if he should lose it while I’m out....” Ryo’s voice trailed off and he frowned.
“Hey, I understand so don’t worry about it, man.” Drake sighed heavily. “He’s your first priority right now.”
“Thanks. Would you have Ted call me as soon as he gets back in? Have him call my cell and not my home number. I don‘t want to risk Dee picking up.” Ryo sat back in his chair and stretched out his legs.
“I will tell him as soon as he walks in. Damn, Ryo. I almost hope that you’re wrong about all of this. To know that this dude may have gone after a nun just because he was angry at religious figures? Shit, it’s hard enough to handle knowing this sick bastard is going after little boys as it were.” Drake shook his head in disgust.
“Any sexual offense is hard to handle, be it against a kid, a woman, a man, or whomever. That’s why it’s important that we get these pricks off the streets as soon as we can.” Ryo stood up after jotting down a few notes. “Fill Drake, Marty and JJ in on my suspicions, will ya? You may also want to run this by the Chief as well.”
“I will do that. I’ll also run it by the Commissioner too.” Drake stood as well and followed Ryo out of the office.
“Thanks, Drake. I really do appreciate it and I‘m sorry that I can‘t be of more help right now.” Ryo stopped to glance at a board that listed who was working what shift and which cases before he continued on. “Just make sure that if anyone needs to reach me that they call my cell. We don’t need another mistake like the last time.”
“I hear you loud and clear on that one.” Drake nodded and then sadly looked at the floor. “Would you tell Dee that we all miss seeing his ugly mug around here and that we all hope he comes back soon?”
“I will, Drake.” Ryo nodded before leaving. His thoughts bounced from the case to Dee and back again almost giving him a headache. It was Dee who worried him the most though. His lover was falling deeper into a state of depression and Ryo feared what would happen if no one could pull him back from it.
‘Come back to me, love. Please come back to me.’
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