Disclaimer: (sitting in a room with Steven and Craig leaning over her shoulder while writing) All right, really guys, why do I have to keep saying this? Personally I think it's to boost your own fragile egos. (Steven and Craig give her the *look*) Fine, I'll say it!! I don't own them!
Note: Man I am just killin' peeps left and right!! Okay character death. Yup. ANOTHER no-romo fic. Anyway, just read it and tell me what you think!!
Title - I'll See You in Hell
Author - Ashlee
E-mail Address - zyp959@hotmail.com
Rating - PG for Language
Category - Angst/Character Death ... but nothing to worry about.
Series/Sequel - nope
Spoilers - N/A
Summary - Response to a weekly challenge : A Centre character is in the hospital,
and another comes to give them a present.... what is it?
"I'll
See You in Hell"
By Ashlee
I hate hospitals! That nasty antibiotic smell makes me nauseous, and I could do without the damn old geezer down the hall screaming like a damn banshee. How the hell did I end up in this mess? I can't even remember!
Okay I was sitting in my office, minding my own business when *she* walked in. She stood there for a moment…I grab my head hoping to ease the sudden pain. Damn it!!
Okay, better. I was starting to remember:
She looked at me with those not quite cold, but menacing, no-nonsense eyes and I knew I was in deep shit.
"You come here for a reason?" I ask, annoyed at her intrusion.
"Oh yes Lyle, I always have a reason. I know what you're up to."
Up to? Gee could we be any more vague? I have like thirteen different operations. Help me out here! Of course I don't *say* that, instead I reply with a raised eyebrow and a
"Care to enlighten me?"
She looks really pissed off. Not that I'm surprised. She's always pissed. I grin evilly. Especially since she found out about my little thing for Asian food.
"Yeah Lyle I do. Remember when I told you that the next time you sent me into a building ready to blow up, that it better do so? Well, it seems that you slipped once again." She grinned a hard smile at me and pulled out her gun, before I could think I felt something rip into my skin, just above my heart, and everything went black.
Well at least now I know what happened to me. She fucking shot me! Sure I had tried to blow her and her little friends up again, but then how did she find out? I was about to find out, because just then she sauntered into the room, a box in her arms.
She pouted, mocking me.
"Ohh, does Lyle gotta boo-boo?" She smiled, but it didn't reach her cold eyes. She brought the box to my bedside table and leaned down toward me. She pressed her hand intentionally on my wound until I visibly winced in pain, and then she dug her talon into it whispering to me:
"Don't screw with me Lyle, I'm better, I'm smarter, and I don't make mistakes when it counts." Her breath on my ear nearly made me shiver in pleasure, despite the warning tone in her voice.
I didn't reply though, and watched her leave. When I was sure she exited I picked up the box with my right hand, set it on my lap, and looked in. Inside was the remainder of the bomb I had planted. Alongside of it lay a note. I picked it up and accidentally cut my finger.
"Mother …damn it!!" While sucking on the wound I read the five words on the note that scared the life out of me. "I'll see you in Hell."
Just then I felt my heart start to seize, and new immediately what she had done, she laced the note with something…before I could scream, or move, or signal the nurse my heart monitor flat-lined. I whispered my last words, using my last bit of oxygen, barely audible over the constant scream on the monitor.
"Till we meet again."