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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Night � Chapter 16.
Claudette sat alone in vie viewing room, the fourth tape having been watched the new clue noted, a very dramatic short film of lightening zig zagging across a night sky. That had provided the intermission in the tape, in between the heartening sight of Dutch fighting back and then the absolute horror of his torture at the hands of that aniCollCollins. When Collins had told Dutch about the tapes Claudette had seen her partner, her friend break and she was more afraid for him now then she had been since this nightmare had begun. What if he gave up, stopped fighting, stopped believing in his rescue, and stopped caring if he survived?
Claudette felt tears spilling down her cheeks and swept them away angrily. Her years on the force had taught her that emotions were seen as a weakness, it was a male dominated culture for one thing and as a woman you had to work so hard to prove yourself, to be accepted as an equal. Besides there was a certain logic to this hard attitude if you started to get emotionally caught up in your work as a police officer you would burn yourself out in a year, you either toughened up or got out. Still this wasn�t just any case, this was Dutch and to have to watch everything that was happening to him and to be unable to do anything was a torture in itself. This damn game the twisted swine was playing wasn�t helping it was so frustrating, the feeling that if they could just figure out these goddamn clues tcoulcould go and rescue Dutch, bring him home. The real irony was that the person who would have been able to figure the clue trail out would be Dutch himself, he had a knack of seeing connections where other people didn�t, of getting from A to D by completely bypassing B and C. She remembered when he�d been interrogating Sean, Sally�s killer, Dutch had told him that one of the reasons he�d become a cop was because he just liked solving puzzles, well here was one hell of a puzzle.
They s had had two main areas which were the most likely areas referred to by the first tapes clues, that was the area in the vicinity of the NASA Jet Propulsion Laboratory and the Mount Wilson Observatory. The three headed dog was apparently called Cerberus and was the guardian of the entrance to Hades in Greek mythology, this came from Vic he�d been helping his daughter Cassidy with a school project on mythology and recognised it from there. Now lightening, Claudette thought about it, well it was meteorological and so perhaps tied in with the observatory. Shit, who was she trying to kid, she didn�t have any idea what they meant. In fact she was coming around to Vic�s way of thinking that this whole clue thing was just Collins� way of fucking with them, and the clues weren�t clues at all just random bits of bullshit he was sending them so they�d be so busy chasing after them that he�d be able to get clean away after the time had run out for Dutch. Of course what choice did they have but to play his twisted little games, they had nothing else to go on. It was as if him and Dutch had fallen off the end of the world, there was nothing, not so much as a sniff of a sighting. Claudette felt despair welling up inside of her, she felt powerless and useless. She took a deep breath and tried to steady herself, if she started to think that way she would be of absolutely no use to Dutch. If you went into an investigation thinking that you were bound to fai had had a tendency to become a self-fulfilling prophecy, and she couldn�t allow that to happen. No matter what she would not fail Dutch, she would find him and get him away from that monster, any other outcome was simply unacceptable. Still Claudette could feel that small kernel of doubt nagging at her mind, but she pushed it away knowing that if the unspeakable happened and they did fail Dutch, if she failed him, she wouldn�t rest until she hunted Collins down and made him pay.
She turned as she heard the door opening,
"Coffee?" Vic offered holding out a cup to her.
Claudette nodded wearily reaching out accepting one of the two steaming cups she saw Vic was carrying. Everyone working on the case seemed to be fueled by really strong coffee, they didn�t want to rest, to sleep knowing that the clock was continuing to tick down for Dutch.
"You look tired, have you thought about taking a break, trying to catch a few hours sleep?" Vic asked quietly.
Claudette turned to him observing his own haggard visage,
"Ever thought about taking your own advice?" She replied with a sad smile.
Vic shrugged taking a sip of the hot, bitter liquid in his cup,
"Yeah well you know I had a few hours yesterday but�" He didn�t finish his sentence.
"Oh believe me I know," Claudette told him. "Bad dreams."
Vic nodded dropping his gaze to the floor. They sat quietly for a few minutes then Vic glanced at Claudette before looking away again,
"It�s just I hate the waiting around," He finally said. "This bastard Collins has got us all swinging in the wind, playing his game his way, he�s got us exactly where he wants us. Then I get to wondering what he�s doing right at this moment while I�m sitting here drinking coffee, what�s he doing to Dutch right now?"
"I know that thought haunts me too." Claudette told him, briefly reaching out squeezing his arm gently.
"I just feel so fucking useless, I need to be doing something, out chasing down leads all this trying to figure these obscure clues well it�s more Dutchboys kind of thing." He sighed.
"You must be reading my mind," Claudette smiled. "I was just thinking that Dutch would have figured this all out by now, and he�d be wondering why everyone else was too dense to see something so obvious."
Vic laughed for a moment, but then sobered again. His eyes looked down to the floor again,
"How do you think he�s holding up. It�s just in that last tape when Collins told him about the cameras and the tapes, it�s like something in him�well like something died."
"I know I saw it to, but Dutch is strong. I�m not being funny or anything but you don�t know him like I do, he�s strong and he can get through this, he will survive this." Claudette stated firmly, but it sounded a little hollow to her own ears, it sounded as if she was trying to convince herself as well as Vic. She just prayed that she was right.
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