Hostage situation

I have just stopped a terrorist from flooding the city of Paris, but the terrorist got away from me. I just might have to fight Alia one more time because I know that no one will be safe until that maniac is behind bars. There is a big problem with me fighting anyone at the moment. Ever since Marion killed Kat, I have suffered so much stress that it has been messing up my back. I fear if I don't see a doctor soon, I will suffer a serious injury. I have a decision to make. Do I stop the bad guy and risk getting hurt severely or do I let the police handle things for once and take care of myself. Maybe there is a way that stop Alia without fighting her. An idea starts forming in my head and I am so focused on it that I am startled by a hand touching my right shoulder. I grab the hand and yank the person in front of me which costs me a twinge in my back.

"Easy, it's only me!" Louise protested.

"Did you call the police?" I probed.

"I had to!" Louise cried out. "I am worried about you! I kept picturing you trying to fight a crazed psychopath while rolling on the floor because your back had given out."

"I appreciate your concern," I offered while patting my brunette friend's left shoulder. I decided not to mention that the distraction of the sirens might have cost me the capture of Alia. "I am just going to have to figure out how to find Alia again."

"NO, YOU ARE NOT!" Louise shrieked right in my face which scared the living daylights out of me. "Look at your self! Your back is wound up so tight that it could snap at any minute! Let the police catch the culprit and let me take you to the hospital!"

I am so shocked that I could nothing but blink for a few seconds. I must have looked like a statue. I know that if I go off hunting for Alia, Louise is liable to slap me and it wouldn't be the first time that she has done it. Just the memory of that incident when I said that I had nothing left to lose is enough to make me cringe in horror. I know that I would rather fight Lord Voldemort than make Louise mad at me. I have absolutely **** in the matter.

"Okay, but let me talk to the police first so they can make sure that Alia can't try to flood Paris again," I bargained.

"Deal," Louise accepted.

I go to Officer Hugo to explain what Alia tried to do and I even told him about the code word to stop the flood if it becomes necessary. At first the dumb cop did nothing but stroke his beard as if he didn't believe me. I do not believe this! First he arrested me for Kats's **** and now this! I was about to blow my stack when Louise got in his face too. That changed his attitude in a hurry. Even a hardened officer like Hugo had trouble standing up to a **** of nature like Louise. We even convinced him to put guards on the Catacombs to make sure that Alia wouldn't be able to carry out her mad plan under Notre Dame.

Twenty minutes later, I was about to take myself out of the game by letting Louise take me to the hospital when my cell phone rang. I was just about to get in Louise's car when I answered the call. My face immediately turned white because I found out that my crazy friend Noor was calling me with a message that I did not want to hear.

"Help! Alia is after me with a gun! I'm scared! She's going to..."

I felt like my world came to an end when I heard a gun shot which changed my line to pure static. I dropped my cell phone while shaking all over my body and sinking to my knees. I had never been so scared in my life. All Louise could do was wrap her arms around me and squeeze.

"What happened?"

"Alia got to Noor," I squeaked. "She has either kidnapped her or..."

I just could not finish that terrible sentence.

"I'm very sorry, but you really need to go to the hospital," Louise argued lightly.

"No freaking way!" I protested vehemently.

"You can't be serious!" Louise whined.

"I have lost too damn much trying to solve this case!" I explained. "I won't lose Noor too! Not if I can help it!"