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Chapter Ten

Another day dawned in Summer Bay, it was the same as usual to those who had no idea of the goings on in the town, it was in one sense on the surface the same but if you dug deeper and investigated, all was not what it seemed.

‘Aden?’ Belle called from the kitchen as she heard footsteps and the bathroom door opening.

She got no reply so she washed her hands and dried it using the tea towel which was situated next to her on the granite worktop.

She then made her way to the lounge where she looked up at the stairs, she couldn’t see anything and then she heard the steps down.

‘Belle?’

‘I thought I heard you, good sleep?’ she asked

‘It was fine, I wondered where you had disappeared to’

‘Just couldn’t sleep, didn’t want to wake you’ she said with a smile as she accepted his kiss on her cheek as he walked into the kitchen, she followed him and watched as he got the orange juice carton out of the fridge.

He opened it and then caught the look on Belle’s face. He sighed and went to the drawer pulling out a glass and poured it, he drunk it whilst avoiding the look on Belle’s face.

He just knew it was going to be smug and he didn’t have the energy for it nor did he want to get dragged into a conversation stroke argument about kitchen etiquette.

‘We need to talk’ Belle said

‘About?’ he asked as he placed the glass in the sink and turned around to face Belle, he leant against the sink and crossed his arms waiting for her response.

‘Guessing you heard about the recent goings on?’

‘You will have clarify that’ he asked ‘goings on?’

‘You haven’t heard?’

Aden looked more and more confused as the silence passed and then he shook his head ‘What?’

‘The bomb? Miles? Hair gel?’

‘Yeah I know about that but what has that got to do with anything?’ he frowned and was not sure exactly what she was trying to say.

‘There has to be more to it’ she started before Aden stopped her.

‘Hold on, no, lets not start with the conspiracy theory.’

‘Conspiracy?’ she questioned ‘This is not a conspiracy’

Aden raised his eyebrows and she glared at him. ‘Not a conspiracy? One incident. How the hell can that be a conspiracy’

She rolled her eyes and sat on the worktop opposite to him and inhaled in and out before she spoke, she didn’t want to come across as passive aggressive.

‘Okay put it like this, Miles. An English teacher is given a bomb in his hair gel, and because he is as I said an English teacher wouldn’t know how to disable it’

‘Okay, that makes sense, to give it to him, but that is no basis to start assuming it’s a conspiracy’

He really believed that Belle was clutching at straws and he knew what happened last time she got her teeth into a story, he lost her and he was not going to let that happen again, he couldn’t, he loved her too much.

‘Well I think its worth looking into’

‘No’

‘Aden’

‘No, Belle. No. Not arguing but no!’

She narrowed her eyes and looked at him straight in the eyes ‘Aden’

‘No Belle! Last time you got involved in something shady, I lost you so I am telling you, not asking, telling. Telling you to stay away from it!’

Belle screamed in frustration ‘And if I don’t?’

‘Then I am walking away’ he said with so much finality that it made Belle gasp and flinch in response.

‘Aden, you cant be serious’ she said hurt and wounded from it. She was hoping that he would respect her decision to get involved, she didn’t want to be on the side-lines

‘I am serious Belle. Stay the hell away from this. Just leave it.’ Aden waited for a response and when she said nothing, he went ‘Okay?’

Belle jumped off the worktop and walked to the door whilst picking up her bag. ‘I will leave it alone but I am not happy about this, you know how much I need to do this and yet you wont let me, so for that reason, I need to be alone, don’t follow me and don’t contact me. Let me get over this on my own’

She didn’t wait for him to respond as she walked away towards the street and headed towards the library.

If Aden didn’t want her involved, then she would have to hide it from him. She couldn’t pass up an opportunity to get involved.

She could even find the clue to unlocking the mystery, of course she knew that she probably wouldn’t but at the same time she wanted to try.

She was not sure why Aden had reacted the way he did but she knew that what he didn’t know was better for him.

Aden sighed as he watched the door slam shut behind his wife, he did not want to lose her so he had to give her the ultimatum of not getting involved.

Did she really think that he didn’t want to get involved?

Of course he did. He was also curious to know who was behind it all but if it was a choice between having his wife alive and with him or finding out who was behind it all whilst potentially ending up alone and grieving for the second time, he chose the former.

Belle was his life, she had changed him, there was so much pain and hurt inside him before she walked into his life. She made an impact even if she didn’t know it.

He heard his phone go off and he delved into his pocket to pick it up ‘Nicole?’

‘I need your help’ he heard her ask

‘with?’

‘You sitting down?’ she asked

‘Tell me’

‘Aden, don’t freak out and don’t automatically say no’

Aden sighed inwardly. Why did he get the feeling that he was about to be dragged into something that he didn’t particularly want to get involved with.

‘I need your help to break Dad out of prison’

Aden was stunned into silence. Out of everything she could have asked him, she was asking him to break into a prison and get his father out. He didn’t even know what to say in response which became evident to Nicole who asked

‘Aden? You okay?’

‘Are you serious?’ he asked needing to be sure of what Nicole had just asked of him. He didnt want to leave room for misinterpretration.

‘Yes’

‘Why?’

‘I need his help, I have to take care of George and he is the only one who can help me right now’

‘Right, so why do you need me?’

‘I can’t do it alone, please?’

Aden sighed and thought back to the argument he had just had with his wife over this. He didn’t want to betray her or to be a hypocrite but Nicole did need his help so against his better judgement, he agreed ‘Okay, I will’

‘Thankyou Aden, I appreciate it’

‘Only one thing’

‘What?’ she asked just glad that he had agreed, she thought it might take a lot longer than that to get him to agree, maybe even emotional blackmail but she was just glad that he had agreed and not refused like she expected him to.

‘Belle cannot know. I mean it, otherwise forget it’

‘Done’ she said without hesitating

‘Good so when are we doing this?’ he asked

‘I will let you know when I am ready to do it’ she informed him and then when he accepted that she hung the phone up

At the library

Belle had spent hours trying to find something of value, it was not easy especially when she didn’t know much about it.

She sighed to herself and looked up at the ceiling.

Maybe I am clutching at straws; maybe there is nothing to be found.

Aden might be right for once, I need to distance myself from this.

Or maybe I just need to sleep on it and come back with a fresh head on it. Yeah, a break and some proper food and I can do this.

She resolved to get some sleep and to face this in the morning when she could think better. She left the library and went home.

She found Aden in the lounge watching something, she didn’t really want to know. He looked up at her and she sighed as she took her shoes off and left them at the side of the sofa before heading up the stairs to get ready for bed.

Tired was not even the word to describe how she felt.

It was better if she was in bed and sleeping then being cranky and grumpy towards Aden. Belle conceded that on some level he had a point.

She had a tendency to get too involved and that always led to her life being in danger but she couldn’t explain it.

There was something driving her to get involved and so she felt obliged to see what it was. Why and what she needed to do.

It was not wanted to do, but what she actually really felt like she had to do, it was not a choice in her mind, it was an obligation or even some could say a compulsion. A force leading her to get involved.

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Hello, not you might be wondering why I'm not Carina. The truth is simple, during the course of writing this story I was on the subs bench waiting for a chance to write some of it and now because Carina has been abducted in Dr.Who's Tardis* I get my chance. Here is my first chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter 11.

The darkness of the night swept across the small town of Summer Bay, carrying the peaceful sounds of hooting owls and the rustle and chirrups of crickets, giving an illusion of a sense of calm over what was a rather anxious and nervous Summer Bay, where news of the bomb had spread faster than a very fast thing.

The night is when you are meant to relax and let all your worries wash away to the back of your mind to be replaced by sleep. But, sometimes, it can also be a time of fear, when all your worst worries come and haunt your dreams in forms of nightmarish phantoms, and for Summer Bay’s gossiping busybody this night was about to take a very nasty and nightmarish turn.

Colleen Smart couldn’t sleep, or if she had she couldn’t remember doing so, she thought to herself as she once more tossed and turned for the millionth time that night.

The long and bony branches knocked gently but incessantly against the window of her mobile home causing a slight moan of annoyance to escape Colleen’s hoarse throat. It was bad enough that her bed felt as hard as a rock tonight, making it seemly impossible to sleep in. But she also now had the tap, tap tapping sound of a bony branch to keep her wake as well.

“I won’t be in any fit state for the bowling team tomorrow; oh Madge Wilkins will be disappointed.”

Colleen groaned as she punched her pillow trying her dam hardest to bring some softness to it. She groaned again as little rapid loud tapping sounds started to bounce off her mobile home’s roof. Could this night get any worse for her? Wasn't the tip-tapping of the branch enough but no, the hailing rain pounded down on the caravan like bullets from a gun. In short no, it was going to get much worse; the wind had suddenly started to pick up.

Colleen’s fear levels suddenly rose dramatically as the strong gusts of wind rattled violently at her door. She gripped her flowery duvet and wanted so much to scream but she seemed unable to, the scream seemed trapped in her throat as she sat there frozen.

With sudden force the gusts of wind ripped at the door latch of her van. To her horror the door went swinging backwards smashing into the side of her beloved home. Colleen dared herself to look up and take a peek of the now open doorway. Her eyes widened at the sight of a dark like phantom form standing in the blackness of the night. There has been known cases where people have said they wake up paralysed this is where the body thinks it is still asleep while the mind is not fully wake. This is how Colleen felt as the dark phantom swepted into her home. All Colleen could do was watch as the dark form of her intruder sat on the edge of the bed.

“Who………….”Colleen spluttered.

“Shhhhhh” the phantom whispered placing a finger to his lips.

Colleen’s eyes widened as she could just make out that her nightmare visitor was holding some kind of object in his hands. But before her eyes had time to adjust she felt something clamping tight round her neck.

' Oh my stars, no, he's choking the life out of me,' Colleen thought.

It was only the sudden noise of a latch being clipped into place at her neck that told her she wasn’t being strangled.

“Talk and die,” the dark form whispered coming close to her face.

“What……..” Colleen stopped as a sound of loud beep echoed around her van, and with that, just like a blink of the eye her phantom visitor was gone, seeming to have been engulfed into the darkness of the night just as she herself slipped down into the blackness of a dead faint.

Colleen’s eyes opened next to the sound of tweeting birds and bright dazzling sunshine. She felt utterly exhausted, like she hadn't had a drop of sleep all night. But as she thought that she realised she must have had some sleep sometime because of her waking up now? it must have been that with the bomb scare she had a very vivid nightmare of her mysterious dark visitor in the night.

'Just wait until I tell Madge Wilkins’s that I dreamt that someone clamped a ticking time bomb round my neck and told me if I talk I would die,' she thought.

Well she assumed that was what had happened and Colleen laughed as she sat on the side of her bed, the thought of her not being able to talk and spread the gossip round town was just so unthinkable that it would be even more scary than her nightmare. Not that it was gossip, she was just telling people what they needed to hear!

Having a stretch and a yawn Colleen felt a feeling of a heavy sensation around her neck. She put it down to that she must of slept with it in a awkward position or something. But as she brought her arms down from her stretch her hand brushed against something metal. Colleen felt her body tense up as the worry of her nightmare being true crept into her mind and slowly brought her hands up to her neck but instead of feeling skin she felt the touch of a mental collar.

“Oh no, I……………….”

Beep, beep, beep.

Colleen, feeling panic grow inside herself gazed around her mobile home. Her eyes came to a stop as they fell upon a mini CD player with a yellow post it note on the front which said play me. With a fast movement of panic Colleen’s finger clicked the play button.

“Ah hello, Mrs Smart I take it you are most probably wearing your very stylish dog collar. They are all the range you know? Only problem is they don’t tend to like gossiping old women, it is therefore I advise you against saying a single word, understand? This means no talking or it will get rather explosive for you, as in you will blow sky high…………….”

Colleen didn’t wait around for the mystery voice on the CD to finish talking, she very quickly scurried out of her van and outside into a busy caravan park As Colleen shuffled along she got several odd looks from the happy holiday goers, she wasn’t sure if they were giving her odd looks because of the way she shuffled along in a panic or the fact that she was still wearing her nightdress and sleeping cap. She couldn’t believe that she might be the very one to gossip about this time round, but she didn’t have time to worry about such things, she needed help and plus she had a early shift at the diner this morning. so that is where she headed at full speed.

'Oh and didn’t Colleen Smart just enjoy a good old gossip at the diner,' she thought as she bustled along, but this morning she would have to wait on the gossiping front while she had someone remove this damn explosive collar.

“Where is Colleen she’s late and we are rushed off our feet here,” moaned Leah as she exited the kitchen balancing a tower of plates in her arms.

“I don’t know Darl," Irene shouted over the sound of sizzling bacon she rushed to cook.Leah rushed back in the kitchen ready to take the next few orders through to hungry diners.

“Careful with that bacon Irene.”

Irene laughed.

“You don’t want to get splashed in the face with bacon fat.” Leah said looking with concern as Irene moved the bacon round the pan viciously.

“Don’t threat Darl I am a pro.” Irene said giving Leah a smile.

“Mmm”

Leah leaves the kitchen with the next stack of meals.

“Hi Leah, it is you behind there isn’t it?” Charlie asked as she took a sip of her black coffee. She'd had to work double shifts because of the bomb attacks happening around the bay so she was drinking plenty of black coffee to stay alert.

“I can’t talk now Charlie, we are rushed off our feet here I don’t know where Colleen has got too,” Leah said as she twirled round with her stack of plates and colliding with a worried looking Colleen who shuffled through the door.

“Oh Colleen there you are,” Leah said not noticing the other woman was still in her nightdress. She moved to serve up the food on the plates not noticing Colleen's silence or her taking a quick look at her before shuffling through to the kitchen.

“Oh hi darl” Irene glanced back to Colleen who only looked at her. “Colleen what ever is the matter you look like you have seen a ghost.”

Colleen pointed at her sliver metal collar round her neck.

“Oh darl what’s that some kind of new jewellery?” Irene asked giving Colleen’s collar a odd look.

Colleen pulled one of the notepads from the wall and quickly wrote a message. Irene looked rather alarmed as Colleen shook the notepad before her and after some time Irene come to realise that Colleen wanted her to read it. Irene glanced down at the note while Colleen stood there hopeful.

“Sorry darl I can’t read this.” Irene confessed eventually looking at the untidy scrawl on the page.

Colleen then took it upon herself to flap her arms about trying her best to mime an explosion as well as trying to demonstrable things tumbling out her mouth this of course was to show that she wasn’t allowed to speak. It was at this point Leah came back into the kitchen to take in the next orders of food, but the sight of Colleen doing what looked to Leah as a very vicious exercise workout in the middle of the kitchen stopped her midstride.

“Colleen what on earth are you doing and why have you come to work in your nightdress? It’s not come to work in your pyjamas’s day, you know?” Leah said as she exchanged an odd look with Irene.

“I don’t know what is wrong with her darl it seems she’s in a panic over that thing round her neck does it look like a neck brace or something to you?”

Leah shrugs, hearing Charlie calling at the counter.

“Leah, another coffee when you have chance.”

“Yeah sure,” Leah said not really taking in what Charlie has just asked for.

“Leah you ok you seem distracted.” Charlie said coming around the side of the counter a look of concern on her face.

“It’s Colleen, she acting odd.”

“How so?” Charlie asked.

“Well she doesn’t seem to be able to talk.” Leah said letting Charlie through to the kitchen area with her.

On catching sight of the collar round Colleen neck Charlie takes a cautious step towards her looking intently at it. Colleen shudders away slightly from Charlie’s approach.

“NO DON’T TOUCH IT, IT MIGHT EXPLODE!” shrieked Colleen.

Beep, beep, beep went the time ticking explosive collar round her neck.

“Stand back you two.” Charlie told Leah and Irene.

Charlie stepped cautiously closer to Colleen.

“What are those bubbles in the see through compartment there?” Charlie heard Leah ask as she too eyed a small see through compartment on the side of Colleen’s collar.

“It seems to be a chemical bomb of sorts, just like with Miles’s hair gel, only the more Colleen talks the more the chemicals mix up” Charlie said as she came close to reaching Colleen.

“OH NO, I’M DOOMED," Colleen wails before dashing out of Charlie’s reach.

“Now Colleen stand still I’m not going to chase you,” Charlie said rolling her eyes.

Colleen hadn’t seemed to hear Charlie’s request and bustled away from her once again.

Charlie chased after a panic stricken and shrieking Colleen gesturing for Leah and Irene to act as barriers to make sure to cut off her pathway.

Colleen gasped feeling defeated by the whole experience, falls to her knees and starts to blubber like a baby, causing the collar to beep away violently and making the bubbles of the chemicals dance around as they came close to activating. Colleen grabbed on to Irene as she is crying and pulled her down to the floor.

“Oh Irene.”

“It’s ok, Colleen everything’s going to be ok."

Charlie watched the two of them as her concern grew at the rate the chemicals in Colleen’s collar seemed to be mixing. Without thinking Charlie grabbed the nearest thing to hand a large kitchen knife. She knelt down to Colleen who had Irene’s arm in like a iron grip of fright, and using the knife she stabbed the see through compartment panel of the collar. The chemicals stopped mixing, which meant it had also defused the device and prevented the explosion.

As Charlie pulled the knife out of the collar sprays of the chemicals shot out and while Charlie quickly ducked away from the gushing spray of chemicals, Irene wasn’t so lucky as the spray hit her full in the face causing her to fall back into a counter, her wails of pain filling the kitchen.

Leah dashed to Irene’s side, as Colleen breathed a huge sigh of relief.

“Irene, my god, are you alright?”

"MY EYES DARL, THAT STUFF WENT IN EYES.” Irene wailed.

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