Hellraiser: Hellseeker Page #2

between your head injury and...

and the fact that you're still on

some strong pain medication...

you may have forgot something

that could help us and...

everything you have told us could

just be the medication talking.

So, we'll be revisiting

things a lot around here.

No, no, no!

Trevor, you still in there?

- She was trapped inside.

- Well, apparently, she got out.

And therein lies a problem.

I won't keep you.

If we have any more questions...

you'll get a call from myself

or my partner, Detective Givens.

You guys know something that I don't?

All things considered, we probably

know a lot less than you do.

Have a good afternoon, Trevor.

Yeah.

What's the matter, boy?

Sh*t!

What's happening?

I did it.

Well, what do you think?

I was going to get it on my ass,

but I thought this was sexier.

- Yeah, that's...

- I knew you'd like it.

You know, I'm sorry, I...

I'm having a weird day.

- Really weird.

- Okay.

It's definitely missing a woman's

touch that it used to have.

Yeah. Well...

Well, if you feel like...

talking or whatever,

you know where I am.

- Are you okay?

- Not at all.

Strange, strange, strange.

- How do you feel?

- What are you talking about?

It's our anniversary, Trevor,

it's been five years.

- How do you feel?

- I feel great. Why wouldn't I?

I've got something planned for you.

I've been planning it a long time.

Planning what? Why don't you

just come to bed, Trev? Please?

First things first.

I have a little gift for you.

Something to remind you

just how much you mean to me.

I can't believe you got me

a present. It's beautiful!

- Where did you get this?

- See if you can open it, Kirsty.

I can't believe you got me a

present. You wrapped this yourself?

Hello?

Hello?

- Miss me?

- You scared the sh*t out of me.

What's this?

This innocent bit is

getting a little old.

Don't you think?

Sit.

Don't make me beat you.

Where is it?

Where's what?

You'd usually have it up

and running by now.

Oh, yeah.

You're a bad boy, huh?

Yeah, that's the Trevor I know.

Get off me.

Come on, get up, get up.

- You're kidding me.

- No, I'm not.

You have definitely

got a screw loose.

You can say good-bye

to that promotion.

That's it, Trevor.

That's a good boy.

Oh, that's a good boy.

I know what you like.

Oh, Trevor!

Oh, yeah. That's it.

Yeah!

Come on, Trevor.

We're all here for you, Trevor.

Hey, little boy,

do you like what you see?

That's it, Trevor.

That's perfect, Trevor. Yeah.

- Gwen! No!

- Trevor! Trevor!

Help! Help!

Gwen! Gwen.

Help me! Help me!

No! No!

Must be nice.

- What?

- Getting paid for doing sh*t.

You don't understand.

I've got some seriously

weird sh*t going on.

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