Caught

Detective Sean jumped down from the van. Approaching Dixon.
"Hey Dixon. Are you hurt?”
“Am not, am fine “
"Stay in the van we're gonna handle this."
"No am coming with you, my brother needs me and..."
Maeve.

She needs me too.
*If she safe, if she's hurt I need to be sure *
And these men.
He couldn't let them see her.
He needs to protect her from been seen by the cops.
“There’s a probability he would be here. He was spotted around here. He was leaving the life of a dead man, that's why it was difficult to find him and he had an upper hand helping him.”
“He’s here.”
“Yes.”

“He came after my brother.”
“That what it seems it is. And for you as well. He knew you were gonna come, reasons he called you. It was all planned. But we're gonna get him and get Eamon out of prison.”
“Eamon would be out.”
“Yes very soon. And I want you to stay here. We'll do the job.”
He was glad. Eamon would be out of prison and be free again. He smiled but he won't stay put. He had to go there. What if they had seen her while coming here, if they had seen her they would have stop and questioned her or at least take her with them.
Did she go against him didn't she?
She was stubborn, he knew and what if he had got her. She could take care of herself but he keep seeing her as a human so feeble when she could kill a thousand men without feeling anything.

That was the girl he was trying to protect.
The girl who could protect him and herself.
But still she was his alien.
And he was gonna protect her.
Before detective Sean could say another word.
He sprint off. Running in the narrow path. He had to get to Bruce and help him. Because he would need him to get on his feet.
He ran further.
“Dixon, hold on”
"Come on!"
They raced after him.

*Where are you Maeve, I need to get to you before they do.*
That was the only thought he had on his head as he ran. He wanted to get to her first else if he do, he might not get to see her again. And he doesn't want that to happen.
He had to get to her first before anyone else would.
He doesn't want her to get hurt either. He as so worried for his brother and her.
He was sure he would be having his panic attacks now.
He was already weak.
His brother and his Alien.
He heard Bruce low grunts. He hastened his steps towards Bruce.
"Bruce!"
He yelled.
Looking sideways.
"Bruce!"

Running towards the narrow path, he caught a glimpse of them. They surrounded him, beating him. About five of them. Beating just his brother.
His heart withered at the sight. He suddenly felt so weak and he felt tears prickle his eyes.
Detective Sean was right behind him.
He tap his shoulders.
“We’ve got this.”
He pushed Dixon aside taking the lead.
“Hey, stop here.” he rolled up his sleeves.
“Its the cops.”
They moved away from Bruce. And step backwards, preparing for a sprint.
Dixon hurried towards Bruce, squat beside him. Helping him with the drugs. Bruce held his hands struggling for breath.
There was blood all over him.
“You came.”
“I’m sorry I'm late.”
“You came anywhere.”
“Ssh, it's okay, don't say anything anymore let's take care of you.”
"You're under arrest..."
Was all he heard from detective Sean. He gaze was mainly on his brother.
Dixon sniffed.
Shoving two pills into his mouth.
And pulled him into a hug.
"Am sorry am late.
Am so sorry Bruce "
Bruce squeeze his hands, crying on his shoulders.
“I was so scared brother.”
“I’m sorry I took so long.” he rubbed his back. He pulled away.
“Don’t cry you'll be fine.”
He nods.

"Lets help him to the car, come on "
He hauled Bruce up his feet. Helping him out of the scene. Into the van.
And now, it was Maeve who was next. He had to get to her.
Before they do.
"Detective there's something you need to see"
Dixon snapped his head towards the detective who said that.
What could it be?
Maeve.
Oh no.

He need to find a way to sneak out. He can't let them get to her.
"Take him to the car, you come with him"
Watching detective Sean walked away from him. He handed Bruce to the two cops with him and took the other alleys.
Detective Sean marched down with his subordinates down the alley, there was something fishy about this. And he's definitely going to the root of all this.
Standing just few feet away.
He turned to his men.
"Let's go"

He urged them.
He saw the corpse of a man. So he hunkered down.
Studying the corpse. Whoever had been killing people must have here and perhaps still here.
He scrutinized the cops, and saw the scar on his face.
It was him.
He was dead.

The demon had killed him and whoever the demon was, is still around here somewhere.
"Search around, whoever did this is still here"
His subordinates moved out, leaving him with the corpse.
Turning his head to the side he saw a dress.
Huh? What was a dress doing here? He pick up the dress and saw that it we tore. Carefully studying the dress.
It wasn't tore by a fight.
But by size.

Moving away from the corpse, he tailed the dress.
And that was when he saw her....
Dixon halted and his eyes caught that of detective Sean staring back at him.
He was late..
So late.
"You came here for her right. She right here. Come take her?”