A/N: This is the final chapter in my story Detective in Danger. I'm not gonna talk much over here since you all have been waiting for what happens next after the cliffy in the last chapter. So I won't keep you waiting, here it is! Enjoy!

"Watch out!"

As soon as he heard Nancy's voice pierce through the air, Frank grabbed Bess and went down on the floor. And not a moment too soon, as a gunshot rang right where Frank was standing just a second ago! Jack, by hearing the police sirens come closer, knew that he had lost. He realized that there was no escape. He rounded the gun on Nancy.

"If I can't have you, then there is just one option left. I kill you, so that nobody else can have you."

Nancy stood there in shock, as though she was paralyzed, and watched as he pulled the trigger. Out of nowhere, Frank tackled her to the floor. She gasped when she saw the blood pouring out of his shoulder. Frank just got himself shot to save her life. But Frank was feeling something much more than pain. He was feeling hatred and anger like he never felt before. The fact that Jack had shot at Nancy with the intention of killing her made him cross the line from cool, level-headed and logical, to furious beyond reason. He got up and charged at Jack, who shot at Frank again, this time getting him in the chest. All three girls watching screamed. But Frank didn't drop. He lunged through the air and another shot got him, this time in the side of his stomach. Both men went down. Frank got hold of the gun and smashed it right on Jack's forehead, knocking him out. Right at that moment, cops flooded the room and paramedics entered the room. Frank rolled off Jack's limp form and struggled to stay conscious. He saw Nancy rushing towards him before he was enveloped in darkness.

Nancy rushed to Frank's side and held his hand.

"Frank! Frank!" she yelled, tears pouring down her face. "Help him, he's shot!" she yelled at the paramedics. She watched as the paramedics rushed over to Frank and checked his pulse.

"He's still with us! Get the gurney!" one of them yelled.

Nancy, Bess and George watched as they loaded Frank in the gurney and rushed off. One of the police officers came over to the group of girls and asked them questions. Nancy recognized the officer to be the one who came to their house just last night.

"So this was the guy who was stalking you?" he asked.

Nancy nodded silently.

"I hope your friends will be okay" he said gently "He's going in for a long time after what he has done. Stalking, threatening messages, assaulting, kidnapping and attempted murder."

"And attempted rape" Bess added quietly.

Nancy and George turned to look at Bess. She was staring at the floor, with a faraway look. They took in Bess's rough appearance, blood covering her mouth and a bruise forming on one side of her face. A part of her shirt looked ripped.

"I think you should get checked out as well" the officer said gently to Bess. "The ambulances left, those two boys had lost a lot of blood. I can give you guys a ride to the hospital."

"Its ok officer, we brought our car" Nancy said quietly.

The officer nodded. "You guys are free to go. We'll take care of what's here. I suggest you take your friend to the hospital. She's been through quite a lot."

The girls mumbled their thanks and went out. It was dark by now. George knew that neither Nancy nor Bess were any condition to drive, so she took the keys from Nancy and drove to the hospital as fast as she could. Upon reaching the hospital, Nancy and George quickly got out, but Bess stayed still. George looked at Nancy and Nancy nodded. The two girls helped their friend get out of the car rushed her to the ER.

"She needs to get checked out. She was kidnapped and witnessed the shooting and brutal assault on our friends that were brought in here just a few minutes ago." Nancy said quickly to the nurse at the nurse station.

"She was a victim of attempted rape too" George added to the nurse in an undertone, making sure Bess did not hear. The nurse nodded and rushed Bess into a separate room.

"You should get checked out too, Nan" George said.

"No, I'm fine. I'm just worried about those three." Nancy replied.

The two girls sat on the hard chairs waiting. Suddenly, George's stomach rumbled and they both smiled and realized how hungry they were. They hadn't had anything for the last 7 hours. George went to the vending machines and got something to eat for both of them. Half an hour later, a doctor came out and came towards the two girls.

"Is one of you Nancy?" he asked.

Nancy stood up and nodded. "Yeah, that's me"

"Bess Marvin is asking for you. She's in Room 202."

"Thank you, doctor. How are our other friends Frank and Joe Hardy?"

"Oh, Joe Hardy just woke up. He lost a lot of blood, but he should be fine. He has a concussion, that's all. But we are going to be keeping him overnight to observe. He's in Room 210. Visiting hours close in an hour, so you might be able to go visit him."

"And Frank?"

The doctor sighed. "He's still in the operation theatre. He was shot in the shoulder, chest and stomach. He'll be staying here for a while, hoping for the best."

With that the doctor left. Nancy stood still when she remembered that Bess had asked for her. She hurried off to Room 202 with George to see Bess.

"Bess!" George cried and hugged her cousin. Nancy went over and hugged her friend too, but she still didn't exactly see her eye to eye.

"I'm sorry, Nancy" Bess whispered in a wavering voice.

Nancy looked up and saw fresh tears forming in her friend's eyes.

"I don't know what came over me. One second, that-that man was kissing me and tried to rip my shirt off and then Frank came and saved me. He untied me and hugged me and said soothing words to help me calm down. I felt so dirty after being violated by that man, and then Frank comes and treats me gently. I couldn't stop myself. I just kissed him. I guess it was just the heat of the moment or something. Please Nancy, forgive me." she finished and now tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Bess, it's okay!" Nancy hugged her friend again, and mad at herself for being selfish and not realize what Bess went through. "It's okay, I understand. I don't blame you. You needed somebody at that moment and Frank came. He has that effect on everyone" she added the last part jokingly.

"Thank you" she smiled. "How is he? And Joe?"

Nancy and George told her what the doctor said to them.

"Okay, let's go see Joe" Bess said and started to get off her bed.

"Whoa, whoa, hang on," George said "What do you think you are doing?"

"Going to see Joe, of course."

"Bess, you're in no condi-"George trailed off as Bess raised her hand for silence.

"I'm in perfect condition. I can walk to a room a few doors away on my own feet to see a friend who suffered much more pain physically than I did, thank you very much."

Nancy and George stood stunned as Bess made her way towards the door and then quickly followed her.

"Hey" Joe said with a smile as he saw the three ladies enter.

"Joe, how are you feeling?" Bess asked.

"I'm fine. Did we get him?" Joe asked, looking at Nancy.

"Yeah we did."

"Where's Frank?"

The three girls looked at each other. They hadn't realized that he didn't know about Frank's condition.

"Well? Joe asked. He was starting to get worried when none of them spoke. "Tell me!"

"He got shot" George said hurriedly "Three times"

Joe eyes widened. "WHAT?! Where is he?!" he demanded.

Hearing the commotion, the nurse in charge rushed into the room. "What's going on here? Only two visitors allowed" she snapped. Then her eyes fell on Bess's hospital gown. "And what do you think you're doing out of your room, young lady? Go back to your room!"


"No 'buts'. Now go to your room." Turning to Joe, she asked "Why are you shouting?"

"Why didn't anyone tell me that my brother got shot?!" he yelled.

The nurse's face softened considerably. "Oh honey, he'll be fine"

"I want to see him!" Joe demanded.

"You can't. He's in the operation theatre right now"

"I want to call my parents"

"We already informed them. They said they will get here on the next available flight. Now you take a rest. I'll inform you when the operation is over and the condition of your brother." She smiled at him.

"Alright. I hope I can get a shot on that bastard for doing this to us."

"Now, now, there's no need for such foul language" the nurse scolded Joe. She went on a tirade and when she was done, Joe was turning red with embarrassment. The girls were trying to stifle their laughter, and when the nurse left, they burst out laughing.

"Shut up" he mumbled.

The nurse came back in and Joe immediately fell silent. "You two, visiting hours are over" she told Nancy and George.

"When do I get to leave?" Joe asked. "I want to get out of this place"

"You will stay here as long as you need to, understand?" the nurse said.

Joe shrunk back under the covers and said "Yes" which sounded more like a squeak.

The girls laughed again and hugged Joe and bid goodnight.


Frank was lying still on his bed, his eyes closed. He tried a lot to open them, but the effort was too much for him. He could hear the beeps of some machines and two familiar voices talking near him, but he couldn't figure out what they were saying. He felt someone else's hand was in his hand. It was small and soft and the heat of the hand made him feel better than the machines. He tried to squeeze her hand but he didn't have enough strength.

Nancy, who was holding Frank's hand, held it stir beneath her fingers. "Frank?" she said "Are you awake?"

Joe, who was standing by the window, rushed to the bed on the other side of Frank's bed. "Is he up?" he asked Nancy.

"I don't know. But I swear I felt his hand move."

Frank tried to smile at the sweet voice of Nancy and the concerned voice of his brother, but his muscles felt too sore due to lack of use. He tried once again to open his eyes, but he managed to open them a crack.

"Hey" he said, his voice weak.

"Frank" Nancy whispered. "Hi" she squeezed his hand. Frank tried to return the pressure and this time managed it.

"Hey bro" Joe said.

"What's going on? How long have I been out?"

"You've been out for two days" Nancy answered.

"Yeah, and scared the living hell out of us, that's what's going on."

Frank smiled at his brother's quip.

"Did they get him? He asked.

"Yeah, you did all the work. You took him out even after getting shot three times!" Joe replied in awe.

"Good. He deserved it."

"He sure did."

"How long am I in here for?"

"Until you get better" Nancy replied.

"I don't want to spend my time over here when I could be with you."

"I'll be with you the whole time you are here." She smiled.

"Okay, give it a rest you two." Joe said, rolling his eyes. "Now what are we going to do for your birthday Frank?"


"It's your birthday next week, remember? And people think that you are the smarter one."

Frank chuckled. "I just didn't realize my birthday is next week. But what I want to do is get out of here before my birthday."

"That shouldn't be a problem." said a new voice. Frank's doctor came into the room, smiling. "You are a strong specimen, Mr. Hardy. All you need is rest, and lots of it. If I'm not mistaken, you should be able to leave in a couple of days."

"Thank you, doc" Joe said. "I don't think old man Frank here would mind receiving special care for a couple more days."

The doctor and Nancy chuckled and Frank rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Two more days will be just fine" Frank said and sighed in contentment.



Everyone was surrounding Frank and singing together, as he cut the cake and blew out the candles in the living room of Nancy's house, a huge grin on his face. Nancy gave him a big hug and a quick kiss, as Frank turned to Joe and gave him a big hug of his own. Hannah had taken the liberty to make Frank's birthday cake, along with Laura Hardy, who had flown to Chicago when Frank was in the hospital. George had taken a piece of cake on her hand and crept up behind Frank and rubbed it all over his face. Everyone laughed out loud and doubled up in laughter. Frank chased down George and when he caught her, he wiped his face with hand rubbed it all over George. Soon everyone was tired and lounging in the living room. Nancy came up to Frank.

"Hey. Care to join with me in the backyard? I'd like to give you your gift in person" she asked with a smile.

"Sure," Frank smiled and got up.

The couple made their way into the backyard and Nancy leaned against Frank, her head on his shoulder. She got out a small box out of her pocket and gave it to the Frank. He opened the box and let out a low whistle. It was a gold ring, with F.H engraved on it.

"Nancy...I can't take this..."

"Yes you can, Frank. It's nothing, really."

"Nothing? This must have cost you a lot" he said weakly.

Nancy looked him in the eye. "It's nothing compared to your life," she whispered. "You almost gave your life for me and you are worth more than anything to me." She finished, with unshed tears in her eyes.

Frank leaned his head closer to her until his forehead rested on her's. "Nancy, you are worth dying for. I love you."

He kissed her tenderly and she kissed him back. When they pulled away for air, Nancy murmured against his lips.

"I love you too, Frank."

A/N: And that's the end! I know it's a really cheesy and fluffy ending, but I couldn't really think of something else. Anyways, I had really enjoyed writing this story for you guys. I appreciate the support from the people who reviewed. I know I didn't get much reviews, but thank you lots to those who did. I wouldn't mind hearing your final thoughts about this whole story so please review! I hope you liked my story! Thank you for reading it! :)