Chemical explosion

[Vivian's POV]

"Ouch!"

"What happened?" I asked Emily as she turned her head to look at me.

"I don't know, suddenly stomach pain started," she said while holding her stomach.

I, who had been walking a little ahead lost in her thoughts, rushed over to her and said, "We are at the hospital now. Let's get you checked by a doctor. What did you eat for breakfast?"

"Nothing. I drank coffee on an empty stomach that Altan brought for you. Maybe that's why," said Emily, sitting down in pain.

"Are you not getting hunger pangs?" I asked Emily, worriedly.

"Earlier, I also thought that it was hunger pangs, but the pain has started to increase and spread around my body, almost like an electrical current running through me," she said in pain.

"Okay come on, try to walk a little bit," I tried to lift her up with support.

"No, no, I'm not going to the doctor. I think I'll be fine if I use the washroom," Emily said, refusing.

"Are you sure?" I asked, worriedly.

"Hmm!" She nodded yes, closing her eyes tight due to the pain.

"Ok, you go to the washroom. I will wait for you in that waiting area." I left her by the door of the restroom.

Seeing Vivian leave, Emily turned to a corridor instead of the restroom and started walking briskly in search of someone whom she had seen entering the hospital a while ago. She was frantically looking around for him when suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her aside. I saw her leaving and followed her behind.

"Oh my god! You scared me," she said, putting her hand on her chest and trying to calm down. "Why are you here?"

"You were afraid of such a little thing? That too being my girlfriend?" he gently held her face and lightly tried to touch her lips.

Emily didn't expect this move from him at all. She tried to talk while stealing glances. "You didn't tell me, why did you come here?" she kept trying to say with her eyes only, but she was too afraid that he would see through it. He kept his hand on her cheek for a while more before he finally let go of her face.

"To meet you," he said, brushing her hair back from her green eyes.

"Me? But how do you know I'm here?" She said, looking into his pitch-black eyes in surprise.

"First, you tell me why you are here?" He asked.

"A case...."

"Emily, Emily...."

At the sound of mine, she saw the closed door of the room and started running towards it. When he held her hand and put a loving look on her face, he asked, "When will you meet the little bird again?"

Her heart sank at that question; she hated to be reminded when they said goodbye to each other, "We will meet soon," she smiled, "I promise, love."

"Promises don't always mean anything, Emily," he sighed as she turned away from him. "Please tell me that this time you really will." She nodded, "I promise..."

"Emily, are you okay?" she again heard my voice.

She looked again at the closed door and turned her face towards him, "I promise we will meet again very soon. But right now, I am on duty. And I have come to meet you on the pretext of stomach pain."

"Okay," he walked into the next room after kissing her temple and said, "you are my treasure." As he left, the door closed behind him.

"Emm..."

Suddenly, the sound of a fire alarm started to be heard on the floors of the hospital. I was a little surprised to see Emily coming from the other side, but because of the alarm, I did not pay much attention and started instructing her, "This fire alarm is causing sudden chaos here. You guide people from this side to the outside. I'll go from that side."

"God knows where the fire started," I thought in my mind as I ran to the other side. I started rushing people down the elevator and stairs. Due to the fire alarm, the whole floor suddenly moved. The patients who were already fighting for life and death also started trying to save themselves on this sound.

In the rush of people, I saw Liam leaving the same lab where she and Emily had gone a while ago to find out the autopsy report. I wondered, "what is he doing here? And when did he come to the hospital?" I stood there in shock, watching him run away. It was hard to tell whether he was running away from the fire or after some criminals. I wanted to go to him by sidestepping the crowd, but he suddenly disappeared from my sight.

"Doctor, what happened? What was Liam doing here?" I asked as I went to the same lab from where I saw Liam coming out. The condition of the lab was very strange. After entering, I asked Dr. Smith, but seeing his condition, I became silent.

"Who is Liam?" the doctor groaned.

"The one who just walked out—the police officer," I replied.

"That police officer has done everything. He took a sample of the virus with him."

"Virus sample?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, virus sample. Maybe he just came for proof," Dr. Smith said. I found it hard to believe the words I had just heard.

"Erasure of evidence? That too Liam? Why would he do that?" I wondered.

"But why would a doctor lie in this situation?" I asked myself.

"Maybe he was delusional," I tried to convince myself.

"Listen!" Dr. Smith interrupted my thoughts, calling out from behind me. "Can you make an announcement?"

"Which announcement?" I asked in a low voice.

"There was no fire, it's just a chemical explosion that triggered a false fire alarm," replied Dr. Smith.

"Chemical explosion?" my eyes fell on the burn mark on the doctor's hand, which must have been caused by chemicals. "But why did he use the chemical? I mean, when was the evidence found, what was the use of the chemical?" I asked, looking at the burnt hand of the doctor.

"He wanted to burn the body with chemicals, but due to the scuffle, the chemicals exploded and the alarm went off."

"Has he even tampered with a dead body?" I gasped, looking at the corpse lying on the stretcher, now more than half-burnt. After seeing all this, my mind went completely numb, and I lost her ability to comprehend or hear anything. Later, I couldn't remember what the doctor had said; I just shook her head in agreement, still in shock.

This was the man I loved with all my heart until the night before. I couldn't get over the thought of how I had felt when he was closest to her, with whom she had imagined her new world. Now it was becoming very difficult for me to believe that this man had shattered all my dreams in an instant.