Walking through darkened hallways, James followed his flashlight’s illuminated path. In a distant room, sitting on his desk, a cell phone buzzed it’s way across a surface, falling into an empty trash bin.<br/><br/>“Ah, there you are you little shit!”, as his other hand swung from high above, smacking hard on the ground an ancient broom. In James mind, it was a sword. And the nasty little rat he was trying to kill was a mini dragon. With nobody else in the closed office, he acted and talked as if he was making his way through dark and treacherous caves.<br/><br/>“Vile creature, you have escaped your death this evening… and I shall consult the oracle to find new ways to destroy and evaporate your very existence!” As the blade which resembled mostly a cleaning tool was tossed into a nearby meeting room. Ok, back to work, he thought as he ran back down twists and turns to return to the task at hand. Two servers completely dismantled greeted him as he sat back in his seat, reaching instinctively towards his half empty cup of coffee.<br/><br/>Where is that pesky phone, James wondered. It was here when I left. As if his thoughts suddenly blasted awake a distant ‘Cellphone God’, the thing made it’s usual sounds. In the trash! I finally relent, he grinned as the ironic thought hit his head, getting a cell phone, and the next day it throws itself in the garbage! The smile faded fast as he listened to the message. No details apart from Anna being in the hospital, in critical care. Throwing on his jacket, mind not even thinking, he flew out of the dark building. I will kill him, he screamed in his head. Anna, please, please little angel… be ok. The world can’t, oh you sweet woman, can’t be without you. Not a violent person by any thought, he knew he’d kill that bastard, Jace, if it came to it.<br/><br/>As he raced down the freeway in his black Jeep, hands fumbled for both cigarettes and cell phone. Ethan, he was sure, would be there at the hospital. Calling to make sure, he got his voice mail. Good! Although a pang inside, knowing he should be there first, he was happy to know his pal was most likely already there. His two best friends. Anna, though, he was secretly in love with. Had been since he could remember. That asshole! Again he thought of Jace. Why Anna? Why don’t you listen to those that truly love you? His mind flashed back to just a week before when he and Ethan were bombarding her with reasons to dump that piece of crap.<br/><br/>Three cig’s and 20 minutes later, tires screeched to a halt as he ran inside the hospital. Within a couple minutes, he was walking into a quiet room. Exchanging glances and sad smiles with Ethan, James knelt by Anna’s side, taking her hand. The doctor had greeted him in the hallway, letting him know it wasn’t too serious and that she’d be perfect in  no time. Still, it was heart-wrenching to see her like this. Kissing her hand, he reached out to touch her sleeping face. “You are through with him, whether you like it or not”, he whispered towards her serene face. Turning towards Ethan, he noticed his friend was as distraught.<br/><br/>Sitting in the chair next to Ethan, James softly let his clenched fist hit his knee. “We’ll take care of her and keep that psychotic dickhead from ever seeing her again.” Brave words yet he could feel his eyes welling up. Stuck in a trance, he simply watched the sleeping patient.<br/>