Arthur looked at his watch and thought to himself that Joan should have been there an hour ago.
He would've immediately started panicking, but then he came up with the idea in his mind that
maybe Joan had gotten sick again and changed her mind about coming in. He waited for another
half hour, and then decided to call the house to check on her. After about five rings, the
answering machine picked up. Hi, you've reached Arthur and Joan Campbell, we're not
available right now, but if you leave your name and number, we'll get back to you as soon as
possible. That's strange he thought to himself. He dialed her cell number and got her voicemail.
Then the worry really started to sink in. It wasn't like Joan not to answer her cell. Then there
came a knock at Arthur's office door. "Come in" he instructed. The door opened and
in walked Annie.
"Arthur, I think you should turn on the T.V." said Annie despondently.
Arthur had a quizzical look on his face. He picked up the remote to his television and turned it
"Channel 2" said Annie.
Arthur switched it over to the correct channel. One of the top stories was of a fatal car wreck. "As far as we can tell the driver of the car lost control, crashed through a barrier and rolled down the hill you see behind me. The vehicle flipped several times before coming to a stop and igniting, killing the driver." "We don't have an I.D. on the driver at this time, and the possibility of foul play is being investigated, stay tuned for more details as they become available to us; I'm Jenna Curtis Channel 2 Action News."
Arthur flipped off the T.V. At first he didn't see the significance in this specific news report.
"Annie wh…" he got out before she cut him off.
"Arthur, you might wanna sit down" said Annie trying to find the nerve to tell her boss something that would change his life forever.
"I'm fine standing, now what's so important that I just had to see that particular news report?" he asked. He was starting to get an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Annie took a deep breath. "Arthur, they said on the report that they didn't have an I.D. on the victim of the crash, but that's because I asked them not to divulge it" said Annie.
"I'm afraid I don't understand, is this about one of our operations?" he asked. Nothing could prepare him for what he was about to hear.
Annie let out another shaky breath. "Arthur the person driving the car was…" she hesitated. She could barely bring herself to say it. "Arthur, it was Joan" said Annie.
Her strong front was starting to deteriorate and she started to sob. She looked at Arthur. His face was void of any emotion. He said nothing and stared blankly at her.
"Arthur" she said.
"What did you just say to me?" he asked.
"Arthur, please don't make me say it again" said Annie.
"Annie, if this is some sort of sick joke, it's not funny" said Arthur, steadying himself against his bookcase.
"Arthur, believe me, I wish it was; everything in me wishes that it was, but it's not" said Annie.
"They recovered this from the area around the wreckage" said Annie holding out a cell phone and a wallet in a plastic bag.
Arthur took the bag from Annie, with shaking hands. He pulled out the wallet, opened it, and pulled out the driver's license. He stared down at the picture in horror. He dropped the bag, the wallet, and license to the floor and became very unsteady on his feet. Annie, realizing that Arthur was going to faint, rushed over to him and helped him to sit down. The next thing Annie knew Arthur was clutching the lapels of her blazer and crying against her shoulder. It hurt her so much to see her boss and friend in such a state. Arthur Campbell was the DCS, he was a rock; She had never seen him cry before.
"Annie, I can't believe this is happening, I just talked to her this morning. We were finally going to start a family" Arthur sobbed.
"Joan was pregnant" said Annie inquisitively.
At the mention of his unborn child, the realization hit him full force, that not only had he just lost the love of his life, he had lost his child, one that he would never lay eyes upon.
"I'm so sorry Arthur, I just can't even begin to process this" said Annie. She was fighting the tears as hard as she could and putting up the strongest front possible. While she didn't want to look like she had a heart of stone, she knew she had to be a rock for Arthur during all of this.
Joan awoke with a searing headache. It took a minute for her eyes to adjust to the lighting of the room she was in. She started to look around and take in her surroundings. The sudden motion of turning her head just made her headache worse, and on top of that the morning sickness was starting to kick in again. She managed to keep herself from throwing up, however. She tried moving her hands and realized that they were tied behind her. She did the same with her legs, but they were tied down also. She realized that she was bound to a chair. She heard footsteps coming towards her, so she acted like she was still out of it.
"Oh come now, we both know that you're not still out" came the voice.
Joan lifted her head and opened her eyes. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked upon the person in front of her.
"Hello Joanie" said Henry Wilcox.