Things That Go Bump In the Night- Part Two

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Daniel didn't waste a second, rushing to Betty's side. In less than a beat of his heart, he was on his knees beside her, checking for a pulse. The entire time, his heart pounded as wildly, as the rain pounded against the side of the Suarez house. The howling of the wind indicated that the weather was getting worse.

He let out a sigh of relief the moment that he found that Betty had a pulse, and that she was, in fact, still breathing. The gentle rise and fall of her chest was a welcoming site.

She was still alive.

For a split second, Daniel knew that he should probably be worried about who did this to her but now, he couldn't think about that. He needed to take care of Betty.

Daniel reached over and grabbed a pillow from her bed to support her head, while he attempted to call for help. As he pulled out his phone, he wondered where Betty's family was and if they were hurt.

He looked down at his phone and attempted to make a call. There was no signal at all. It must be the weather that was keeping him from making that important call. He quickly placed the phone on the night stand.

It looked like he was in this alone. The best thing he could do was try to assess Betty's injuries and if necessary, get her into the town car and to the hospital. Another challenge, he knew they would face in this horrible weather.

"Betty, sweetie…" He lowered his face down to hers, touching her shoulder and shaking her gently to revive her.

When his attempt to wake her failed, he made a quick assessment, scanning the length of her body from her glasses-less face, to her blood stained shirt to her shorts and down her bare legs and her cute toes.

Then, he brought his eyes back to her blood stained shirt and knew he needed to look underneath to find the source of the blood on her shirt, before he moved her.

He reached for the hem of her shirt and then paused briefly, to look at Betty's face.

"Okay…I know you are going to kill me for this…but I'm just going to have to take that chance." He continued, pulling her shirt up revealing a red bra.

Red….now..,that was the first surprise. The second surprise was that Betty had hidden her amazing breasts all these years.

Suddenly, Daniel stopped his thoughts. "Come on…focus, Daniel." He said to himself, gently chastising himself for ogling Betty's boobs at a moment like this.

He scanned her chest and saw no sign of blood anywhere. This just didn't make sense at all. Where was the blood coming from?

"Daniel." He heard Betty murmur.

Daniel pulled his eyes to hers. Her eyes still closed tight. "Betty, are you okay?"

"My head is killing me." She lifted her hand to her head.

"How did you get on the floor and why is your shirt covered in blood?" Daniel asked, hoping that Betty could shed some light on the situation.

"Oh…Hilda spilled some of that fake blood that she was using for Dad's costume. I tried to clean it up but then I thought I heard someone downstairs. That's why I called you. That was one of the reasons I called you. I was scared." Betty slowly opened her eyes. "Uh…Daniel, why are you holding up my shirt?"

His eyes went back to her chest, as he pulled it back down. "Sorry. I was just trying to check you out. I mean, I had to make sure that you were okay. I was ready to take you to the hospital."

"Oh…so now you are a doctor." Betty managed to smile.

"You scared me so bad. I just didn't want anything to happen to you." Daniel said sincerely, as he helped her sit up. "You are kind of important to me."

"Just kind of…" Betty rubbed her head and then lowered her hand to her lap.

"No…you are really important to me, Betty." He corrected himself, as he brought his hand to her head. "Do we need to take you to the hospital?"

"I'll be okay. I think…"

"I feel a bump there." He rubbed her head tenderly. He was thankful that things weren't worse.

"This is so embarrassing." Betty said timidly. "I'm such a klutz. I must have hit my head when I tripped over something in the dark."

Daniel sat down on the floor beside her, leaning back against her bed. "We should probably take you to get looked at."

"I'll be fine…" Betty reached for his hand.

"Where is your family?"

"Archie got invited to this huge Halloween party. Everyone else went," said Betty.

"Why didn't you go?" Daniel asked. "Betty, you love Halloween."

"I thought about it…but I chickened out." Betty bit her lip. "I really didn't want to go alone. Hilda was going with Archie…and even my dad was taking this woman from across the street. I thought about asking you to go…"

Daniel smiled and then glanced down at their entwined hands. "Why didn't you?"

"I didn't think you would want to dress up."

"I would have gone. Too bad I don't have a costume right now….because it's still early."

"Really…" Betty smiled. He squeezed her hand and looked in her eyes.

"Sure…" Daniel shrugged his shoulders.

"Great! I have just the thing."

It was almost midnight when Hilda, along with her father and Justin, returned to their dark house.

"Looks likes that power is out." Hilda opened the front door. "At least, we had power at the party."

"Actually, the party would have been better in the dark. That party was so lame. Bobbing for apples….who does that still? It's just gross," Justin said.

Hilda reached inside the drawer near the door for two flashlights. "Well, thank you for withholding your professional opinion at the party."

She handed one of the flashlights to her father and he stopped on the landing of the stairs.

"It was a great party. Everyone loved my costume," said Ignacio.

Justin rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You were Dracula for the fourth year in a row."

"They still loved it." Ignacio replied. "It's a classic."

"At least, people thought you were in costume. People kept asking mom, if she was wearing a costume, dressed in a push up bra and fish net stockings…or just her every day clothes," said Justin.

"Well, I'm sorry to be such an embarrassment to you," said Hilda.

"I should have stayed home with Aunt Betty. She probably had way more fun," said Justin.

Hilda's eyes scanned the living room. With no power, she guessed that Betty's plans of calling Daniel and trying to get him to come over and watch a movie had been ruined. After all, Betty knew that costume parties weren't Daniel's cup of tea. "She's probably upstairs asleep. I'll check on her before I go to sleep"

"Well, I'm going to bed and try to pretend that this night never happened." Justin followed his grandfather up the stairs. "Are you coming upstairs?"

"I'm just going to make sure everything is locked up. I'll be up in a minute." She turned on her flashlight and started toward the kitchen.

Halfway through the living room, Hilda heard a sound coming from the kitchen. She stopped, wondering if she should call for Justin or her father.

Then, she heard the sound of a plastic bowl hitting the floor. She turned off the flash light and moved closer.

As she came around the corner, she found the source of the noise. Her eyes could barely believe what she saw.

Daniel had Betty perched on the counter and they were kissing….in costume.

Hilda suppressed her laughter. Betty found a way to have a party of her own.

"Good night. Dr. Meade…and Nurse Betty." Hilda remarked, causing the scrub-clad, stethoscope wearing Daniel and Betty wearing a sexy nurse's costume to break apart. "I see that you two had a very Happy Halloween."

She turned to leave but then turned back. "Just make sure that you two lock up before you go to bed." Hilda chuckled, as she turned on her flashlight and headed upstairs.

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