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Jun 22, 2010 1:27:46 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Jun 22, 2010 1:27:46 GMT -5
"Eathen I want you to stay with your Mommy, and be good, watch cartoons or something, I need to go home and get you and your mother some clothes, and maybe even sneek in a shower myself, everything will be fine. Mark is here to keep an eye on you. Derek said, wanting to go home and change so he could suprise his wife with flowers and wine. It was their aniversery in 2 hours. He knew it sounded cheesy, but he wanted to be prepared. He went and kissed his wife and son, before leaving the room. Mark stayed for aslong as he could, but he was paged to the Emergency room an hour later.
Addison and Ethen fell asleep, secure and safe in eachothers arms, or so they thought.
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Jun 22, 2010 2:06:00 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Jun 22, 2010 2:06:00 GMT -5
Carolyn Shepherd was never one to give up. She had been at this mission for over five year and now was her chance to finish it off. She could kill Addison and her demonic son off in one try and it would be the end of everything. After years of trying it would all finally be over and all with one simple end course.
She carefully snuck into the room when she was sure than no one would be in there. She tip toed to the bed and undressed the little boy who was lying on the bed snuggled against his mother. His tiny nude frame stayed remained still while she began work on his mother. She was easier to strip because it was only a hospital gown.
After both people where comforbly resting on the bed, exhuasted from the day they'd had to be woken up by anything. She took the lighter fluid out of the black plastic bag and and flicked the little nozzle up. She began pouring the flamible liquid at their feet and slowly worked herself up. The first bottle was done by the time she got to Addison's knees. The second bottle got her up to the waste. The third was the last so she'd have to be more careful with it.
She carefully squirted it all over their torso, leaving the wounds for last. She spoked Addison's hair in it and turned back to flood each and ever banage with it. The searing pain work both occupents of the room but they were blindfolded and restrained. Nothing could be done about it.
Addison paniced, she knew from the smell exactly what was about to happen but she was was terrified to talk. She could hear someone breathing from beside her before she heard a bloodcurling evil laugh. "You have no idea how long I've waited to do this." she heard her mother in say. "Five years of failure and you're finally gonna die. You scared?"
"Mommy?" Ethan cried, not being able to see what was going on but he too had come to know that voice all too well. "I told you she was Evil!"
"Ethan..." Addison began in a whisper. "Stay calm, okay? I know it hurt but it won't be long. I'm right here. I'm with you, we're together, we always will be." she promised, before adding the cliche but endearing. "I love you."
She knew they were both going to die. And she wasn't thrilled about it but at least they were together instead of alone and at least she could comfort him before it happened. It wasn't much but at that second it was the little things she had to value. She held her son closer to her, preparing for more searing pain.
She heard a match strike and knew it failed because the room had yet to explode with it's oxygen exposure. She took what she thought would be her last breath and squeezed her eyes tightly shut. She was too concentrated on dying to hear the door open.
"Addison, I know it's late but Mark and I couldn't he...." Derek stopped talking when he saw his wife and son naked (with exception of a blindfold) and tied to the bed, covered in a stenching liquid. "You know, if you light that match, Mom, you're gonna die too. Cause Addison was on oxygen so this whole room would be flamible without the lighting fluid. The whole wing would explode actually. You might have conisdered putting more thought into this."
"I uh..." she stopped, droping the matchbox from her hand.
"Dude..." Mark began. "My brilliant protoge was right, you're mother is one creepy old hag."
"Right, wanna do the honors of taking her down to security and stay there until she's in cuffs, Please?" he begged.
Mark nodded. "You have no idea how much pleasure that would give me." Mark answered, grabbing her upper arm and pulling her away. "I really am writing a brilliant movie about you...and Imma have Glen Close play you because she's creepy looking to...And I'm gonna play me because no one else is hot enough to play me." he said as he dragged her off.
Derek moved to the bed and and untied his family, releasing the sobbing boy before his much more calm mother. "You guys need to take a shower and wash every square centimeter of your body so you don't explode when someone exhales after eating hot cheetos next to you." he said, semi-sarcastically.
"Your mother is a manic." Addison told him before pulling something on to cover her exposed body.
"Can the nurse give me a bath?" Ethan asked his parents innocently, only to have his face turn toward a less than innocent smirk. "She's hot."
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