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Trespass	By : kattanon Category: S through Z > The Shield Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Trespass � Chapter 13.
Vic sat back in the ambulance making sure to stay out of the paramedic�s way as he monitored Dutch�s condition, his attention entirely focused on his patient. Vic slipped Dutch�s mobile phone out of his pocket and opened it up. He had a hunch and pressed number one on speed dial and after a half dozen rings was rewarded by hearing Claudette�s sleepy and slightly annoyed voice,
"It�s 4:30 in the morning Dutch this had better be good?"
Realizing Claudette must have caller ID Vic winced slightly as he said,
"Um Claudette it�s Vic."
Her voice was instantly alert,
"Vic what the hell are you doing with Dutch�s phone and what�s that noise?" She asked referring to the ambulance�s siren that she could hear in the background. "Where�s Dutch�what�s wrong?"
Vic could hear the steadily growing alarm in her voice and not wanting to go into any details with her over the phone kept his reply as short and to the point as possible,
"There�s been an incident Claudette�a break-in at Dutch�s house. He�s been hurt and we�re on our way to the hospital, it�s the King/Drew Medical Centre on South Wilmington."
Vic could hear Claudette moving around no doubt grabbing clothes in preparation to join them at the hospital,
"What do you mean hurt�how was he hurt, how bad is it?" The worry she felt evident with every word.
At that moment the younger paramedic who was driving called back to his partner,
"Another 3 minutes!"
Vic seized upon their imminent arrival at the hospital as an excuse to curtail his conversation with Claudette,
"Look Claudette were at the hospital I can�t talk anymore, just get down here ok�Dutch needs you here."
He snapped the phone shut cutting off any reply before she could make it. Switching the phone off he returned it to his pocket and reaching into his other pocket he pulled out his own phone. However, before he could use it he was jolted in his seat by the ambulance coming to a sharp stop at the doors to the trauma centre. As the paramedic with Dutch began preparing him quickly to be moved his partner threw open the back doors and they smoothly removed him from the ambulance and began to hurry towards the hospital entrance. The older paramedic looked back at Vic who was standing by the ambulance, phone in hand, not moving,
"You need to come in as well detective!" He called.
"Yeah, I have to make a call then I�m there." Vic assured him.
As they passed into the hospital and several nurses and doctors descended on them the paramedic transferred his attention to them as he began to rapidly inform them of Dutch�s condition. As the automatic doors slid shut Vic turned and walked away several feet ensuring he was alone and opening his phone called Shane. It was obvious that he�d woken Shane up,
"Yeah�" He grunted.
"Shane it�s Vic."
When he heard those words Vic could hear Shane pulling himself together knowing Vic wouldn�t be calling him without a damn good reason.
"Hey Vic what is it man?"
"Shane didn�t you say once that you had a buddy�a detective who worked out of Westwood?" Vic asked.
"Um yeah�Tom Merton. I�ve been friends with him for a couple of years, why?" Shane�s voice sounded puzzled.
"Something happened tonight at Dutch�s house�a couple of armed men broke in, they beat Dutch up pretty badly�&q Vic Vic said before Shane interrupted.
"Shit you�re joking, what about you man�are you alright?"
"Yeah Shane I�m fine a bang to the head that�s all, but listen this goes no further than you and the guy�s ok�Christ knows it�ll be all over the city by tonight, but for now I want you to keep this quiet alright?"
"Of course� you can trust me, but what�s got to be kept quiet?" Shane asked, confused.
"These two perps were a pair of fucking perverts. They tied me up and put a gun to my head Shane and threatened to kill me if Dutch tried to fight them off..." Vic had to pause, gather himself before he carried on.
"I don�t understand�Vic what happened?" Concern colouring Shane�s tone.
"They raped him Shane� they put a gun to my head, threatened to kill me and then they took turns raping him, and the bastards made me watch." As he spoke the words Vic sagged back against the wall of the hospital, a heavy shroud of sadness and guilt enveloping him. There were several moments of disbelieving silence from the other end of the phone as Shane tried to fully process what Vic had told him,
"Jesus Vic�I don�t�Christ is Dutch all right�I mean�I mean I know he�s not all right but�" Shane�s voice petered out, at a loss as what to say.
"We�re at the hospital, he�s unconscious I don�t know how bad he is yet, but Shane I want these two pricks. Do you understand me these two are mine?!" Vic growled, pushing down the sadness and guilt and replacing it with anger.
"Yeah of course boss, what do you want done?" Shane asked.
"Westwood will be investigating so contact your buddy get an inside track on the investigation. I want to know everything they know, when they know it. Is that gonna be a problem?"
"No, no problem Tom owes me and he�s a stand up guy�it�ll be good." Shane promised.
"Good," Vic replied. "I want you to call Lem and Ronnie tell them what�s happened and then the three of you get out on the street and call in every fucking marker we�ve got. I want every piece of shit that owes us working for us. Any whispers or rumors about what happened I want to know. If these two shitheads are talking to anyone about what they did I want to know."
"You got it." Shane assured Vic.
"Look I gotta go Shane, Aceveda�s gonna be here soon and he�s gonna want my statement, but I�m trusting you with this ok?" Vic emphasised.
"I know Vic I know I�m on it�no problem."
"Good cause I want to get to these two before anyone else." Vic told Shane, his tone cold. This was Vic Mackey at his most dangerous.
"Understood." Shane replied before Vic finished the call and walked inte hoe hospital.
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