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Edward Hyde ran from the laboratory...proud of his newest accomplishment...he
had succeeded in ruining the doctor in so many ways and now this
final act would surely drive him to unspeakable acts...namely, taking
his own life...
"The man will kill himself and leave me to run the show..ha, I can't wait to see how this eats away at him.."
He made his way about the streets of London, trying to find another
hopeless victim to ease his hunger for blood. However, there was no one
about
that particular evening...he had contemplated going to find that prostitute
Lucy whom he had tortured earlier during that week...but he had grown tired
of harassing her...for the time being, he had a new woman to taunt
and what a woman she was...he had been hopeful that his attack would have
effectively planted his seed and that within nine short months, a son
would be born into this world...
"He thinks he can get away from me..ha, I think not..no, not now that his beloved may be carrying my child..."
As he ran through the streets, he began to feel queasy...
"Oh, so you want to come back, eh, Dr. Jekyll? Not tonight..." He kept
moving, but soon the pain was even too much for him..he found a dark alley
way and secluded himself...his moans and yelps could be heard from
blocks away...
"I must say, doctor," he muttered inbetween gasps for air, "you're very
persistent tonight, aren't you? You just can't leave me be..." He lay on
the
cobblestone street...his body transforming back to the tired, weak
body of the man he dwelled inside. Within minutes, Hyde had returned to
his hiding
place and Henry was left lying there. He rested crouched in a ball
on the ground for quite some time trying to regain his strength before
he went back to
his home where he would find Emma...completely ruined by his other
half...he had known what was going on and he tried so hard to stop him
from
touching her, but Hyde was exceedingly strong during the attack and
his attempts at regaining control were unsuccessful.
Henry rose from the ground with a sudden strength and ran as fast as
he could back to the laboratory. When he finally arrived, he was out of
breath
and in pain..during his marathon, he had twisted his ankle and was
limping badly, but he didn't let that stop him. He pushed open the door
and
hobbled down the stairs as quickly as possible, wincing at the sharp
pains shooting up his leg. When he reached the inner room, he noticed that
the
door was closed..he went to it and tried to push it open, but it was
jammed. He stepped back and ran to the door thrusting all of his weight
against it.
Apparently Hyde had done this in order to make it harder for the doctor
to get to Emma. The door popped open...Henry ran inside and there she
was...lying on the floor...unconscious...he ran to her and dropped
to his knees. The first thing he did was check for a pulse...she was alive...he
gently lifted her limp body close to his and cradled her like a child,
baptizing her with his tears...
"Oh Emma...look what I've done to you..." Her skin was cold and pale...she
was having trouble breathing for Hyde had repeatedly struck her body,
bruising her ribs and making it difficult for her to inhale..."Forgive
me..." Held her there for a moment...that is until he noticed blood on
her dress and
on her legs..."God...no..." The blood on her dress was mainly from
the wound on his hand..he had to cover it up...she mustn't know that he
was one
who did this to her...however, the blood on her legs couldn't have
come from the same source...he picked her up off the ground and carried
her up to
the house.
He pushed the door open and shouted for Poole...
"Poole!! I need your help..Miss Emma was attacked...bring me towels
and a basin of warm water...go! Now." He limped up the steps to his room.
When he finally reached his destination, he gently laid her upon his
bed and began to remove her dress. He worked as quickly as possible...he
had to
make sure that he bleeding had stopped...he prayed to God that Hyde
hadn't destroyed her completely...his angel was bleeding from his attack...his
rough, animal-like attack. He was having a difficult time removing
the corsette..."What is this Godforsaken thing?" He had given up with his
gentle
approach and instead, he tore it away...what was left of it. He removed
all of her dressings, and was sickened by the sight of her bare skin...she
had
teeth marks covering her neck and shoulders...Hyde had broken had broken
through her flesh with his shark like teeth...there were bruises on her
arms, her ribs and inner thighs...he turned away for a moment for he
felt as though he'd vomit. When the feeling subsided, he went back to work.
He
didn't occur to him that could would awaken at any time and realize
that she lay on his bed completely naked. Poole knocked on the door before
entering which gave Henry time to cover her...
"Here are the supplies you requested, Dr. Jekyll...will she be alright,
sir?" Henry snatched the towels away and told him to place the water down
on
the floor next to the bed...
"I hope so."
"Should I inform Sir Danvers, sir?" His heart stopped...he could't bear to tell his future father-in-law what had happened...
"Uh...no, Poole. Give me time...then I'll tell him myself...excuse me, please, but I need to be alone with her." With that, Poole left the room...
He turned down the sheets. The first thing he did was clean away the
blood which covered her bottom half and legs...he was embarassed to do
it, but
he knew he didn't have time for modesty and went right to work...luckily,
the bleeding had stopped...he then took the warm towels and gently applied
them to the contusions covering her body...he couldn't help but cry
as he did so. To think that he did this to her made him crazy.
He sat with her treating her injuries for over an hour...he had to put
medication on the teeth marks to prevent infection from setting in...he
wrapped a
towel around her bottom and then covered her with the clean sheets
from his bed. When he was done he took her clothes and laid them over his
chair
and called for Poole once more...
"Would you please bring up another towel."
"Is your fiancee doing alright, doctor?"
"As well as she can be considering what's been done to her. Some madman has brutally raped her, Poole. She's a mess."
"I'm so sorry."
"I just hope that she doesn't suffer from this memory. I hope she forgets the face of the crazed person who did this."
"Yes, sir. I'll fetch you that towel." He left Henry alone once more...Dr.
Jekyll looked down at his hand. The cut from the glass was a rather large
one
and it burned like fire.
"I have to cover this before she awakens. She can't know...even now..."
He went his rolling cart and opened his small bottle of rubbing alcohol.
He
took a small piece of cotton and dampened it with the fluid, then lightly
began to clean his wound, flinching at the pain. Once the dried blood was
cleaned away, he covered it with a piece of gauze and surgical tape
to hold it in place. Poole came back to his room with a towel in hand...
"Why so many towels?"
"The four you brought me before are soiled. I still need to soak the bruises on her face."
"But of course. Shall I tell Sir Danvers, now?" He turned on Poole and said rather rudely...
"Poole, didn't I tell you earlier not to inform him? I will do it myself.
Please, that will be all." He was driving everyone away with his short
temper...but Poole was the least of his problems right now...he had
to make sure that Emma would be alright. He sat on the bed next to her
watching
her rest and gently applied the warm compresses to her face. She didn't
move once during the time he was with her. He wanted to lie down and sleep
with her, but he couldn't relax. He was worried that she'd wake up
for a moment and he'd miss a chance to tell her he loved her...he rested
there
beside her stroking her hair and praying that she'd recover...
Henry started dozing off at one point...he was exhausted from this emotional
ordeal and he hadn't slept in days...but just as his eyes were closing,
he
felt Emma move and utter a faint cry...
"Emma...don't move...you're hurt." he whispered in her ear...
"Henry...the pain...it hurts so much..."
"I know, I know..." his voice was so comforting and so soothing. His
heart was breaking as he watched the tears roll down her cheeks..."Do you
remember anything sweetheart?"
"He was like the devil, Henry..." she whispered through the agony she
was feeling, "he tore at my body like an animal." His face turned whiter
than a
ghost as she whispered to him slowly..."I went to find you...you were
sick...and...he was there...he attacked me Henry...and left me there to
die...Hyde...Hyde was his name..." Just the sound of the name enraged
him...
"I know Emma...I will never let him hurt you again..."
"He said he worked for you, Henry...is this true?"
"No...it's not true, darling...enough talk Emma...rest...you need your rest..."
"Have you called father?"
"I will in a bit. I wanted to make sure you were alright...or at least
a little bit better before I told him..." He made an attempt at rising
from the bed but
she wouldn't let him go...
"No...please, stay with me. I know I'll be safe with you by my side..."
He looked and smiled down upon her...he sat up against the head board of
the
bed and rested his hand upon her forehead as he waited for her to fall
asleep...he wept in silence as the mental pictures of her young, pure body
being
desicrated flashed before him...he had hurt the one person in his world
that he truly loved...and he didn't know if he could live with it nipping
at his
sould day and night...
"It'll be alright darling...I'm here now...I'll never let this
happen again...I'm so sorry..." He bent down and gently kissed her forehead..."I
love
you, Emma..."