With trembling hands, I pick up the phone the same as I always did. "Barbara-Ann Mercer for Master sergeant Kenneth Mercer." "Relation to the patient?" "Wife," I replied in my sweetest tone. I could even picture the face of who it was; Kristin or Ashley or maybe Carol on of the many former military wives who got their nursing degrees and made it a point to...
Edinburgh, England. "This is BBC News correspondent Lawrence Henderson reporting with today's top stories." Said a man in his early thirties. He straightened out the papers sitting in front of him and turned towards camera two, slightly to his right. "Meteorologists around the world are puzzled by the sudden change in our moon. Astronomers noticed the chan...
Bret awoke in the Stanford Memorial Hospital recovery room. It looked like some one had rubbed Vaseline on his eyeballs. He could see a white faced clock hanging on the wall but it was all bury. He blinked and mentally shook his head trying to bring the world back into focus; the anesthesia had apparently really done a number on him. "I'm going to need you...
Dr. Gruen scheduled us for an appointment with Dr. Rekvyk two days later. That night, I wanted to talk, but Maxine said she was too tired, and said that we would talk about it the next day. She fell asleep. The next day, I pressed Maxine for us to have a discussion about the therapy session and group meeting. All day, she kept changing the subject, until I...
This chapter resumes soon after the previous ends. 1 The drive up the sunny Outer Banks to retrieve surprise houseguest Constance turned out to be almost two hours, as the hotel at which the Treasury Agents stayed was way up the shore. 'Houseguest' was somewhat of a misnomer. This athletic, petite woman, during what began as a routine surveillance assignme...
Introduction: This story is about the early days of Sarah and Mike's relationship. She is a 19 year old law student, he a 34 year old police man. It is early days in their relationship and they have recently started playing around with master and slave personas. He has named her "Flame" and wherever and whenever he uses her pet name she must become his sex s...
Pepper Little Beaver sat alone in her booth sipping a mocha wondering if her drive down to Denver was pointless. It was something long overdue touching base with her Ex. Not that they talked much these days. He being a cop in Denver kept him busy and on the straight and narrow. Most days. Meeting his fiancée Bree gave Pepper a bit of jealousy. She knew she w...
This is the conclusion from the first three parts of "Lights Out," which I recommend reading first, as there's no recap or much given on the back-story. As well, this is a work of fiction. This is no way intended to be morality story or represent how things should happen in real life - it's just how things happened to these characters in a fictitious scenari...
There's a voice. Far away. Far away, but I'm floating. Floating on a very calm sea. "Can you hear me? Open your eyes if you hear me?" Everything's a blur, and my throat's raw. It burns, and that's all I can think of. I feel a finger pinching my left earlobe. "John? Wake up, John!" Open eyes reveal blurry light, indistinct moving forms. "How do you feel n...
I awoke five days later in a hospital. The majority of my body was covered in casts or bandages. I was in some sort of traction bed, so I was completely immobilized. I lay there for a few minutes trying to remember what had happened to me. When I couldn't I became frightened. I even imagined that I might be dead like those characters in movies who don't reme...