Dareya FF: End Of Darkness Part6/Pg4 - Page 3

Hi sorry for the late reply I just finished reading the chapter it was awesome. Waiting for the next chapter

Originally posted by: CID-fan-394

Hi sorry for the late reply I just finished reading the chapter it was awesome. Waiting for the next chapter

Thank you dear.

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Part 5

The loud beeps of monitors were creating chaos in the room. The heart monitor was displaying the graph of his regular heart beat, displaying a figure of 96 as if assuring her that he is fine. The BP monitor was constantly moving a digit up and down but keeping itself steady near the normal point, 82/125, letting her know that his blood was flowing through his body at a usual speed. All of his vitals were strong. Everything was screaming that he was alive and healthy.

But she couldn't believe anything, anyone---Not until he looks at her with the same depth in his eyes, that always takes her breath away, that makes her feel needed, wanted, important, mattered----as if a whole new world of what Ifs lives in those brown orbs. Not until she could find that same amusing smile, dancing at the corner of his lips, which always made him look more soft, more handsome, more beloved to her. Not till she could find the solace that his presence provide her--- not taking over her space --- but silently standing beside her, guiding her, guarding her

Till then, she couldn't believe anyone----Not consider the assurance of Doctor who repeated it thrice that 'He is fine. Just sedatives ki wajha se jaag nahi rahay hain...Kuch hi dair main patient ko hosh aa jaye ga'----Not his colleagues----'Daya Sir theek hain Shreya.....Tu fikar mat kar'----Purvi had hugged her from the back while she was sitting on the stool beside his bed, refusing to leave her spot, refusing to stay away from him...Purvi's hug was warm but it could not settle the storm that was roaring inside Shreya's heart---'Daya kamzor nahi hai....Nahi hain wo kamzor...Wo hamesha se har jang jeet-ta aaya hai....Is bar bhi wo dekhna...hamesha k jaise....kaise....jald hi theek ho k duty join kar lay ga.....'----ACP sir had said out loud, in general, but she knew his words were directed to her------'Aisay mouqay tau kai baar aye hain Daya ki zindagi main..... Likin Daya sher hai CID ka...In sab se wo darta nahi...'---- Abhijeet too assured in his way.

But nobody could understand her. No one could see how seeing him laying there, motionless, was slowly breaking her inside. making her feel guilty.

Yes, Inspector Daya had faced many challenges. Yes, he had taken many bullets and always stood out as a hero against violence, corruption, killers and terrorists. But none of those bullets were taken by him due to her-----except this time.

(Ok, I am sorry If I forgot any episode where he took a bullet for her...Do tell me if that happened cause in all episodes, I have seen, I don't have any memory about it)

Although Mission Chakarvyuh was a national case.....Many people till now have already lost their lives in order to save their country from this act of terrorism....to eliminate the sleeper cells. But, never, not ever-- she wanted to see his name in the list of Affectees of this case. If there had been another way, any other way, that she could have kept him away, she would have done it, but in the end, she couldn't.

She was the one who happened to track a conversation taking place in codes while she was practicing and using her hacking skills to find data that was being used against the country. Firstly, she was confused seeing the numbers but later she had cracked the Transposition code and was shocked to know that those people were planning to bomb a place near Mumbai. She couldn't let that happen.

Instantly, she rushed to her superior room, Mr Rishabh, a well-known and highly praised Special Forces Officer. She told him the details, showed her the codes and what she thinks is the code meaning. He agreed with her analysis and quickly created a small team of officers to dig out all the information of previous conversations that The Two ID's had and keep track of the future ones.

Shreya was thrilled to know that she was of some use....that she could do something...for her department, for her country---above all for her people ---that she could stop a disaster from taking place. But nothing could have been stopped. Even after the constant tracks of those two IDs, somehow it seems like-- they knew they were being tracked--- and so, they misled the team to a place in Bhiwandi as the possible bomb site while the actual bomb attacked people in Palghar, resulting in hundreds of people losing their lives.

All were depressed by this failure--But another information was brought up about possible act of terror....and again, they faced failure----- But while others were mourning the loss, Rishabh was looking deeply, keenly at every face which was included in the team, trying to find a trace of deception in anyone------ Someone was a traitor, a mole and had sold their country.

A secret investigation was called upon all the officers and agents, included in this mission when Ravi, a usually calm and friendly person, was caught by someone sending secret messages. He was pulled away and investigated but had died mysteriously while being locked up in the cell of their agency.

This raised alarm bells. No one was trustworthy anymore. They were infiltered ----They needed a plan---They needed an outsider.

Shreya--- being the first responder on this case ---was called in by Rishabh secretly. He told her that they shouldn't trust and include anyone regarding a single detail about this case unless they have full faith in that person, more than themselves. He also confided in her that getting to this post where he stands, he had created more enemies than friends. So anyone--- no one---would be taken in by his side. And then--- he asked her.

"Shreya, Kia tum kissi aisay ko janti ho jo imandar hai or apnay desh k liye jaan ki parwa bhi nahi karta....Koi aisa, jiss pe tum apne app se bhi zyada bharosa karti ho", The question didn't even ended yet when

"Daya Sir" escaped from the tiny gap between her lips. His name is well-known. His name is a mark of passion and compassion in the service sector. His name was repeatedly honored and celebrated by the Government. But above all, She never needed to think about this question ever cause for her, Daya Sir is the trust. Daya Sir is the truth. Daya Sir is her.

She remembers that when Divya had asked her to take her to someone she could trust, that she trusted the most....and she took her to Daya. That trust was still the same. Never could someone else's name replace his in her list of most trusted people.

She was confident of her reply. But later, as she slipped under the sheets of her cold bed that night, her mind berated her. Why? Why did she take his name? Why could she not just refuse to answer that question?-----It was Not because she doesn't trust him anymore---- It was Not because she hadn't met him in what seems like ages to her-----But because she knew how dangerous this mission could be. She had already seen that. This mission is not a person or a small group of people laying in hiding, but a whole group of termites, that slowly but steadily were eating the economy of the country. They were hidden in plain sight and had access to such places, such as special forces and other higher departments, to complete their task.

Immediately, next day, she planned to go to her superior and make some excuse....She couldn't put him in danger....He doesn't owe her anything....but before she could, Rishabh approached her on her burner phone, informing her that Daya's name was approved by higher ups and now, she needs to pull him in.

She spent two days, holding her mobile in a tight grasp....her thumb hoover over his name-- She had already gotten his number from his social media....But to dial his number after such a long time, imagining to hear his voice, to hear him call her name-----something she had totally lost hope for----- was making her feel nervous, sweaty and jittery. All kinds of ifs and buts were hovering in her mind.

But, it was God's plan that after gathering up all her courage, when she was just about to press the Call Button, she received a call from a private number. She hesitantly picked up the phone and answered it in tentative "Hello" Just to hear,

"App ex-CID inspector Shreya baat kar rahi hain?"

"Jee haan...likin app kaun?"

"Dekhain main zyada baat nahi kar sakta....likin haan, aapko batana tha k appki beti Mihika, wo mill gaye hai......ACP Pradhyuman nay mujhe kaha tha k jaise hi main kissi safe jagha pohanchoon, main appko call kar k inform kar doon"

Shreya had stopped breathing for a moment before all her emotions attacked her senses, almost making her delirious.

"Kya...Meri...Meri Mihika mill gaye...Kahan hai wo?..Kaisi hai wo?..ACP sir ko---"

"Maam, main abhi ye sab nahi bata sakta....but haan, main appko raat ko dubara call karoon ga k kahan ana hai...." He had cut the call while she kept calling "Hello, hello" just to hear the hang up tone.

Firstly she thought someone was trapping her but then, he had used ACP sir name.... She had read that ACP Pradhyuman was no more. This could be a prank. A trap. But then Mihika's name was involved and she was ready to take the risk. She had called her agency, taken an emergency leave, prepared a small bag with all her essentials----not that she had many in that small chawal's single room, she was renting. She had informed Rishabh of details using the burner phone, apologized for her absence and was dismissed just by saying, "Sawdhan rehna".

The time after that was just a lost dream that she got to live with her daughter.

Days passed. Mihika had started accepting Shreya. The lost and 'stranger' look from the eyes of Mihika started to fade as she felt Shreya's love and care. The strings of their hearts, which were broken at birth by Barbosa, again started to join at both ends, slowly, silently.

And then, They came back. They met the CID team and she met Him. He was still the same. Still the big, tall, caring and gentle human with those he loves. But imposed, daring, fearless and shivering for those who commit crime.

Mihika had, instantly, created a bond with him. Her sparkling eyes, her careless and demanding hugs, her trust in him has taken Shreya by surprise.

On the other hand, Shreya, she felt the broken strings of love, ones she had taken apart and thrown at an empty corner of her heart, again starting to play a beat, unfamiliar yet familiar.

She could never say that she has stopped loving him.

No, it will be like stopping breathing. Her love wasn't something that could be paused or put on hold. But yes, she had put it on the back burner of her life. Letting it simmer slowly. But it is still there.

Firstly, she was hesitant to express her emotions due to Mihika. She didn't want Mihika to feel neglected or think that she has to compete with someone for Shreya's attention. But now, seeing Mihika adore Daya, she knew she could be herself. She could relax.

But then, another fear gripped her.

Married, Divorced, A single parent.

That was her reality. A reality she hadn't shared with anyone yet. Not even Daya. Would he still feel something for her after listening to her past? Does he still feel something?

Her gripped on his hand tightened as this thought crossed her mind.

And then, she felt it.

His fingers pressed her hand firmly too. Was he trying to soothe her worries? Was it her imagination?

Shreya looked up instantly and found a movement occurring behind those eyelids-----His long lashes curled up a moment later, letting his brown eyes once again look at her, as if putting soul back into her body.

"Humph....." He groaned in pain before she heard him "Sh..shreya", calling her name behind the oxygen mask.

She was instantly energized and bent on him to check. "Sir, app...app theek hain? Main..Main doctor ko bula k lati hoon" She instantly moved out to call the doctor.

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The doctor checked him and declared him fine. They had removed his oxygen mask, monitored him for a few minutes before declaring him fit and moved him to the private room.

"Bus kuch din bed rest kijiye....Medicine time pe lijiye.....Or Exertion bilkul nahi ...apnay stitches ko heal honay ka time dijiye ga... " Doctor advised before leaving the team to fuss over him.

"Daya, abh kaisa lag raha hai..." ACP Sir put a hand on Daya's shoulder, his tone filled with fatherly love and care.

"Main theek hoon Sir....Or waise bhi...App sab k hotay howay...mujhe bhala kia ho sakta hai"

"Ama yaar Daya, thora sambhal k raha karo na...... tum tau sab ki jaan nikal deyte ho.....Or is bar rau tum, bina bolay hi nikal paray" Abhijeet mildly scolded him.

"Boss, tum tau jantay ho....." Daya let the words linger. He and Abhijeet never needed to say more than a few words. Theirs was such a relation.

Shreya stayed at the back looking at all of the concerned faces around him but then she gazed at him. His smile, his softness. The weariness. He was tired, she could see it but more than that, he was happy to be surrounded by the love, these people, his people show him.

"Haan, janta hoon---janta hoon.... Ba-ta nahi sakte thay humain.... par koi hint tau day sakte thay na......Koi asaan mission thori na tha ye." Abhijeet continued the argument in a bit of anger.

"Haan tau diya tha na hint main nay....." Daya argued with a pout.

Abhijeet accepted defeat in front of his adorable face but Purvi's eyes lit up as Daya mentioned about the clue.

"Sir, App naraz kyun hotay hain...diya tha na Daya sir nay clue---- (Pause) -----Apni favourite book main----- (Pause) -----Apni Favourite PICTURE k peee-chaaaayyy" (She put a special force on picture before extending the last word. Her eyes darted between Daya and Shreya with a teasing smile. Daya, who got what she was saying, got flabbergasted with Purvi's comment but Shreya looked confused.

Abhijeet too caught the hint in Purvi's tone and got an amusing smile.

"Bilkul Purvi.....Kia yaad dilaya hai tum nay.....Waqai.....Daya ka clue tau kamal tha"

"Abhijeet, kia yaar...tum bhi...." Daya tried to settle the matter.

"Kia main bhi....." He was about to go but he could never win in front of Daya's embarrassed face. "Abh yaar, itni cheera chari(teasing) ka haq tau banta hai na...haan" Abhijeet replied and Daya could do nothing but just give a small smile. His eyes darted towards Shreya who too was looking at him with puzzled eyes. Daya smiled and blinked his eyes in assurance and she replied back in the same way.

"Ye kia baatain ho rahi hain....Haan Abhijeet-----Daya-----Purvi----Bhala koi humain bhi tau batao....Ye kaun sa clue tha----haan" ACP Sir who although knew all about the clue and Shreya's pic, for once acted as the clueless one.

"Sir, main batati hoon...." Purvi jumped at the opportunity. "Wo kia hai k....Daya Sir ka phone nahi lag raha tha tau hum unke ghar gaye...or....." Purvi was about to explain in detail....Her eyes were full of excitement but Daya quickly cut her off.

"Purvi.....Kia tum bhi.....Sir thakay howay hain.....Or tum ye kaun si baatain lay k baith gaye ho..." He tried to divert the topic.

"Nahi, nahi Daya......Kuch tau baat hai...Kuch tau garbar hai.....Aj tau main jaan k hi rahoon ga k akhir...tum log mujhse kia chupanay ki koshish kar rahay ho...." ACP sir was not in the mood to let the topic go. "Purvi, tum aoo mere saath..."

ACP sir moved out of the room and Daya felt defeated as he heard Purvi fading voice "Sir, haan tau jab hum Daya Sir k ghar gaye tau wahan unki favourite book.........." And then, Daya couldn't hear anymore as ACP and Purvi steps took them away from his room. He looked at Abhijeet for help. Abhijeet got his message but just then, Pankaj approached him.

"Abhijeet Sir, Abh jab sab theek ho hi gay hai....or Daya Sir bhi theek hain..tau kyun na hum chal k canteen se kuch kha lain.....Kasam se pait main chuhay bhi dhoor dhoor k thak gaye hain" Pankaj complained like a kid.

"Haan, chalo chalte hain........Sir or Purvi ko bhi dekhna hai..." Abhi faked a helpless sigh as if he had the great responsibility to keep Daya-Shreya story hidden from ACP sir. They both moved towards the door. "Sir, yahan diet food tau hoga na.....I mean main weight loss karne ki koshish kar raha hoon....." Pankaj asked and Daya could hear Abhijeet's grunt.

Between all this discussion, Shreya stood silently at a side. Daya noticed her 'lost in thought' look before he remembered something.

He quickly picked up his phone, which was placed beside his bedside and typed a message before putting it away.

He again looked at her, who was still not present in the moment and gently called her.

"Shreya ...Kia howa?.....Kahan khoi ho?"

Shreya heard his inquisitive call and straightened herself up...She looked around and found no-one.

"Kahain nahi Sir...." She replied and moved closer. "Kaise hain abh app?" She inquired softly.

"Tumhare samne sahi salamat hoon...." He replied lightly but seeing her serious mood, sobered himself up. "Main theek hoon Shreya.....Main yahin hoon", Daya tried to sooth her worries.

Shreya kept on looking at him, her gaze held millions of emotions, fears, questions and----some broken dreams. But for the first time, Daya didn't avert his eyes. He didn't try to ignore what everyone could clearly see.

But he stared back. His eyes held the same emotions, same fears, same questions, same dreams-----but what he held more was the Answers and the Determination to make those dreams come true this time. He is not going to let time slip from his fingers. He is not going to let Her slip from his arms.

"Main darr gaye thi, Sir....Agar is...(her throat clogged, her eyes watered) Agar is Mission ki wajha se appko kuch ho jata tau....Main kabhi khud ko maaf nahi kar pati" And just the thought of losing him, let those tears slip from her eyes, rolling down her cheek.

"Shreya.....Shreya...." His fingers moved forward to hold her hand but the wound in his waist stretched and a small "Humph" in groan let his lips.....Shreya quickly moved ahead and held his hand. "Sir, Sir... app theek hain....Main....main.." She was panicking but Daya, now finding her close, held her hand. His long fingers curled around her soft ones in a tight grip. His wound was hurting him but not more than finding the guilt in her eyes.

"Main theek hoon...." He squeezed her hand before pulling her towards the stool. "Betho yahan..." He ordered.

Shreya complied with his command. Her hand still warmly nestled between his fingers and it seems like he wasn't planning to let that go yet.

"Tumhain guilt feel karne ki zaroorat nahi......Mujhe ye goli lagna, mere desh ko bachanay k liye meri aik choti si koshish thi.......Is main tumhara koi hissa nahi tha"

"Par....maine hi .." She tried to argue but was again cut.

"Haan tumne mujhe is Mission k bare main bataya....Par Shreya, ye tum bhi janti ho k agar main is mission ka hissa na bhi hota tau ye guarantee nahi k main bilkul theek rahoon ga......CID ki job aisi hai---k abhi hum hain....or abhi nahi..." He said truthfully but Shreya quickly looked at him with her tearful yet blazing eyes. Daya's heart melted seeing her getting worried for him. Like ever.

"Sir.." There was a complaint in her tone as to why he would say such things.

"Accha choro....ye batao Mihika se tumhari baat howi....kaisi hai woh?" Daya inquired and as if Mihika's name brought Shreya back to reality, she pulled her hand back from him. And now, Daya let it go. She wiped her tears before replying.

"Wo theek hai....Or Humain Miss kar rahi hai.....Appke bare main bohut pooch rahi thi" Shreya replied....But Daya's mind was still stuck on that 'Humain' which included 'Him with Her'.

"Kitna accha lagta hai....Jab tum mujhe or khud ko aik lafz main jor deti ho.....Humain.....Hum..." Daya thought with a smile.

Shreya saw him smiling and thought he was thinking of Mihika.

"App rest kar lain thora....Phir main appki baat karwoon gi" Shreya told him as getting up from the stool but right then, Abhijeet entered with a thal of food.

"Ye lo bhai Daya......Tumhari food delivery....Abh main bhi ja k kuch pait pooja kar loon" Abhijeet said in a teasing tone. Shreya saw the food and a gasp left her mouth.

"Abhijeet Sir, ye kia.....Daya Sir ye sab kaise kha sakte hain?......Or app...App ye sab kaise la sakte hai....App aisi laparwahi kaise kar sakte hain, Sir" Her mind was blown by seeing Abhijeet bringing spicy and oily food. Abhijeet and Daya shared a look before looking at her and started laughing.

"Shreya....Tumhain kia lagta hai k main apnay bhai ko ye khanay doon ga...." Abhijeet questioned with a smile.

Shreya looked at him, totally perplexed.

"Tau phir"

Abhijeet gave a look to Daya before again talking to her.

"Is TAU ka jawab tumhain Daya day ga.....Mera kaam ho gaya....Main chalta hoon" And before Shreya could ask any more questions and Daya could hold him back to avoid any awkwardness, Abhijeet left the room.

Shreya watched him leave in a hurry before her eyes turned to Daya in question now.

"Sir...Ye sab"

"Tum yahan betho...." Daya again asked her to sit on the stool. He looked around and found a small glass of water on the side table. He took the glass, tilted it a little to wash his right hand, letting a bit of water splash on the floor before putting it back.

"App ye kia jar rahay hain.....kuch chahiye tau mujhe bol-lain" But ignoring her, Daya took the thal and made a morsel of Roti and Daal before bringing his hand in front of her.

"Agay aoo or Mounh kholo....Main itna haath stretch nahi kar sakta" He ordered even though Shreya's mouth was already open in shock. (hehe).

"Sir....Ye....Main khana kha loon gi baad main....App rehne dain" Shreya felt awkward but Daya wasn't ready to back out this time.

"Mujhse behas(argue) maat karo....Chalo...." Daya tried to move his hand out but knowing it might hurt him, Shreya relented and moved forward to receive the food. Daya put the morsel in her mouth before starting to make another bite with his hands.

"Tumhain lagta hai k mujhe patah nahi chalay ga.....Likin Shreya, Main tumhain janta hoon" Daya's tone was soft, filled with his unspoken love. He remembers when previously, he was shot and was in hospital, Shreya had kept a fast for him, for his safety, for his life. And if he knows her well, she must not have eaten anything till now too.

Shreya's heart brim with happiness, care and somewhat with love on seeing his affectionate side.

"Aapko yaad hai...." Words left her mouth before she could stop them.

Daya's hand falters for a moment as his deep gaze gets fixed on her.

"Tumse jurri mujhe har cheez, har baat yaad hai" He replied.

His words brought a ton of their memories rush back and took place in the bucket of her mind. His care for her when she got hurt, his worry when she was abducted, his fear when she was in danger, his protectiveness when she was facing someone dangerous. But those memories included His silence too when she needed him to speak up. And that memory was like someone had thrown a bucketful of water on her.

Daya put forward another morsel in front of her that now, she took hold off. "Main khud kha leyti hoon, Sir" She took the thal from his hand and started to eat, slowly. His hand, which was reaching out to feed her, stayed in the air for a moment, before he pulled it back.

Her face was like a mirror of her emotions. Whatever she feels is whatever is on her face. There is no deception.

Daya could clearly see her mind drifting to their happy memories as a small smile had tugged on the corner of her mouth before the curtain of seriousness was drawn. She remembers the pain too.

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"Dekhiye, Inhain aik hafta yahan hi rehna hoga.....Zakhm ki jagha bohut naram hai....Zara sa khichao(pull) stitches main infection kar sakta hai......Abhi tau main inhain Mumbai janay ki ijazat nahi doon ga" Doctor had given his verdict.

ACP sir, Abhijeet, Purvi and Pankaj were standing outside Doctor office the next day. They had come to inquire about Daya's possible discharge but were faced with rejection.

"Abh kia karain Sir.....Aik week or...hum yahan itne din kaise ruk sakte hain" Abhijeet asked ACP sir.

"Tum sahi keh rahay ho Abhijeet....Par hum kar bhi kia sakte hain......." ACP sir sounded helpless.

"Sir, main tau kehta hoon....." Pankaj started to say something but was stopped by Purvi.

"Pankaj, abhi mazak ka bilkul bhi waqt nahi hai.....ok...." She too was worried about Daya.

"Par meri baat sun tau lo...." Pankaj argued.

"Ama yaar Pankaj....." Abhijeet started but was cut by ACP's crisp voice.

"Abhijeet, Purvi....Uski sun tau lo k wo kehna kia chahta hai......" ACP reprimanded them before turning to Pankaj. "Haan Pankaj...Kehna kia chahte ho?"

"Sir, Main tau ye keh raha tha k kyun na hum sab Daya Sir or Shreya ko bina bataye hi wapis Mumbai nikal jayein....?" Pankaj gave the idea as his face lit up like a bulb.

"Tumhara dimag tau kharab nahi hogaya na Pankaj....Daya ki aisi halat hai....or hum--- bina bataye kaise chalay ja sakte hain" ACP sir was now getting hyper too. Daya was just like his own son. How can he leave him in such a fragile state?

"Sir, maine tau pehle hi kaha tha k ye Pankaj yaan tau mazak kare ga yaan khanay ka bolay ga..." Purvi gave her input.

"Nahi sir, main mazak nahi kar raha....Zara Sochain----(excitedly took a pause and acted like directing a movie with his hands)------hum yahan nahi hoon gay-----(making a camera move in one direction) koi bhi yahan nahi hoga....(Hands working like camera moved to other side) Tau....Tharan-Tha-Raan..(Camera focused in center and his fingers coming closer as if zooming on the scene his mind had imagined)..Daya Sir ka khayal kiss ko rakhna paray ga? Sochiye--- sochiye" His child-like enthusiasm caught all of them in its trance and now, they got what he meant.

"Wah yaar Pankaj.....Kia idea nikala hai......."Abhijeet praised Pankaj, patting his back like a proud elder brother.

"Mantay hain na sir...." Pankaj raised his fake collar in pride.

"Haan sir, mujhe kyun nahi soojha ye ......Is mission k chalte paper work complete karne main Shreya ko 4-5 din tau lagain gay hi.......Or agar hum yahan nahi hoon gay....tau usay or Daya sir ko pass anay se koi nahi rok sakta" Purvi explained. "Sorry yaar Pankaj....Maine tumpe shak kia" Purvi apologized.

"Bus kia karain Purvi...Aisay khaas ideas bhi tau bus.....(lift his hairs in attitude)...Khaas logon ko atay hain" Pankaj was enjoying all the praises as ACP sir, Abhijeet and Purvi smiled.

"Accha tau phir teh howa........ Hum Mumbai ja rahay hain.... Abhijeet....tum jaldi se wapsi ki tickets book karwaoo....jitni jaldi ho sakay...humain yahan se nikalna hai....Or Purvi, tum hotel se checkout karwanay ka bandubast karo...." ACP Sir ordered them.

"Or Sir....Main..." Pankaj excitedly asked, rushing to him like a kid asking for a candy or a praise.

"Tum---Tumhare liye tau sab se zaroori kam hai mere pass" ACP sir put his hand on his shoulder.

"Kia sir....Boliye.. boliye...."

"Tum.....Saman akatha karna shuru karo or cab bula k gari main rakhwana.....Deyhan rakhna....Koi bhi cheez chotni nahi chahiye.." ACP sir's words made Pankaj's smile vanish. He had assumed that ACP sir would tell him 'Tum araam karo', making him feel like a king for once after giving such a brilliant idea but instead, he had made him a coolie.

"Aik tau main bhi patah nahi kyun apnay hi paoon pe kulhari(axe) marta hoon" Pankaj grumbled under his breath and left with a sad face. Abhijeet, Purvi and ACP sir looked at each other before they couldn't hold it anymore and burst out laughing at his expense.

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As planned, the CID team except Daya was on its way to Mumbai just after 3 hours. They have got an "IMPORTANT CASE" and have FORGET to inform Daya and Shreya about their departure. Purvi has messaged Shreya before their departure.

Shreya was shocked, which was an understatement. Yes, she was going to stay in Delhi for follow up but she didn't expect Daya's full responsibility on her as well.

Her feelings regarding their previous encounter from the last night were still all over the place. She was aching for him, she was worried for him but then, she was also angry with him. With herself too.

She knew she was herself to blame too along with him. If she says that she had always expressed her feelings for him by actions.....Then he too had done the same. If she had tried to give a hint by making up a story of a movie about a fake officer couple who fell in love.....Then he had been the one to fly to Ahmedabad just on her one call. If she had learned how to make his special kind of tea, he had also learned about her favourites. She always knew how he was not an emotional fool, how he always kept his feelings deep inside his heart, how he never shows even if something hurts him badly. If he had been hesitant, she should have said it.

Her heart was in a great turmoil but one thing was clear. She Could Not Leave Daya Sir Alone In This Situation. She Has To Take Care Of Him. This was not something she had to think about.

So with her determined steps, she entered his Private Room with a bag of fruits in hands, just to see him sitting on the bed and reading a newspaper. It was 11 in the morning.

On hearing the door open, Daya looked up at her and a smile automatically formed on his lips.

"Are Shreya.....Aoo Aoo....kaisi ho?" He neatly folded the newspaper and put it away.

"Ye tau mujhe appse poochna chahiye....App kaise hain?" Shreya inquired.

"Main bilkul bariya...." Daya quipped.

"Apne breakfast kar liya......?" Shreya asked for the sake of conversation.

"Kab ka.....Breakfast kar lia....medicine lay li......Doctors ka visit ho gaya....Or saath hi saath ye surprise bhi mill gaya k meri team mujhe chor k Mumbai wapis chali gaye" Daya said pulling his lips out. He could still remember Abhijeet's teasing words from before when he called him from Airport.

"Tum hum sab ko chor k ---akele---- Shreya k bharosay Delhi aye thay.......Tau abh hum tumhain Shreya k bharosay---akele----chor k wapis kyun nahi ja sakte" Daya could so imagine Abhijeet's naughty look while saying these words.

Abhijeet had told him that they have got a case and so, they need to rush back. They were already at the airport, about to board the flight when they remembered to inform him of these occurances. Although later ACP sir had already said the same thing when he took the phone from.Abhijeet to inquire about his health, Daya knew that they were making excuses. And for once, he was not angry. Actually he could give Abhijeet a kiss just for this.

"Sir, kia soch rahay hain...." Shreya asked him. Daya looked up and found that Shreya was sitting beside him and was now peeling and cutting an apple for him.

"Kuch nahi.....Accha follow up kaisa raha.....Jo zinda bachay un main se kissi nay moun khola" As Daya asked, Shreya put forward the apple plate and Daya took a piece.

"Abhi tak tau nahi....Likin koshish jari hai......Aj nahi tau kal unhain apna moun kholna hi hoga" Shreya's voice was strong.

"Wo tau hai.....or Governor saheb or unki family....?"

"Sir, wo safe house main hain or theek hain....Unki patni or beta abhi bhi is shock se bahir nahi nikal rahay k jin logon pe wo apni jaan k parati vishwas karte thay.....Asal main wohi unki jaan k dushman nikle". Betrayal can come from anyone. Hearts and Minds don't need time to flip.

"Sahi keh rahi ho....." Shreya got silent as the memories of the betrayal she faced, once again surrounded her mind. Daya observed the change and let the silence prevail for a moment before asking.

"Shreya, agar tum bura na manao....tau aik baat poochoon" He was hesitant to start this topic, but he had finally realised that silence takes you nowhere. He needs to voice his feelings. Actions can and may be interpreted in a wrong way but words always seek the truth and hold a weight.

"Jee Sir, mujhe bura kyun lagay ga.....app poochiye......"

"Wo main......." Daya looked around, suddenly realising the severity of the question he was about to ask.

"Sir....App hichkicha kyun rahay hain....." Shreya was now feeling worried.

"Main....wo....Sid....Siddhart?" He asked with bated breath and found her face losing her color.

"Uske baray main kia......" She tried to sound unaffected but Daya noticed her facial expression and how her voice has lost all the warmth and softness.

Daya closed his eyes tightly for a moment to brace himself. He needed answers...And he needs them now.

"Dekho Shreya.....Main CID main kam karta hoon....Pichle 6 saalon main maine jitna Mihika ko talaash kiya hai....utna hi Maine tumhain bhi dhonda hai.....Manta hoon k kai bar mera tareeqa sahi nahi tha.....Apni job policies k against ja k bhi main nay tumhare bare main khoj laganay ki koshish ki......Likin itna sab karne k baad, tum kahan hoon....kaisi ho...kiss haal main ho...Ye patah nahi laga paya....Likin haan, itna zaroor patah chal gaya k Siddhart or Tumhare raste alag ho chukay hain" Daya took a pause and couldn't dare to look at her eyes, feeling like a culprit. But he did notice how her hand on the plate tightened...Her knuckles had turned white.

"Main....Main bus ye jan-na chahta hoon k aisa kyun howa? Kia wajah rahi? Kayee baar mere maan main ye khayal aya hai k shayad mera tumhari zindagi k kissi hissay main tumhare saath jurna hi tumhari zindagi main khushiyon ki jagha bad-naseebi laya hai....." Shreya heard his self-depreciating words and couldn't help but gasp and quickly held his arm in a tight grasp. His agitation, his sense of failure to protect her was dripping from each word.

"App ye kia anab shanab bol rahay hain......Kissi k zindagi main app ka saath jurnay se wo bhala kaise badnaseebi k ghay-ray main aa sakta hai............App ka saath tau kismat walon ko milta hai....Or shayad, meri hi kismat itni acchi nahi thi...." Shreya replied tearfully. His words had cut her.

"Shreya, Please mujhe jan-na hai....Janta hoon k ye tumhara neeji mamla hai....But, please...." He pleaded.

Shreya straightened up and moved back. She always knew he had some demons in his past that did not let him move forward, don't let him accept happiness, don't let him grasp a chance of love. His self-doubt had shaken him so much that he doesn't let people enter in life. Though he cares for everyone, only a few get to experience his carefree side.

"Please" He once again whispered, putting forward his hand, asking her silently to hold it. His hand, a gesture, promising to be her anchor in her anguish. His offer to hold her whenever she feels down.

Shreya looked at him for a moment and without any delay, slipped her fingers in his.

He felt it. Her smooth soft fingers slipped in his hard calloused ones followed by her palm and the warmth it held. His tips closed over her, keeping her hand caged.

Shreya took a deep breath, still highly overwhelmed just by the way their hands touched, how they felt together. She was never this close to him. She kept looking at them, fully understanding that he was, like always, quietly waiting for her.

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Next: Truth about Shreya-Sid Wedding and Hopefully, the vacation.

Ok people....This part is getting out of hand. Once I started with the hospital scene, many feelings, many ideas kept on getting included and so instead of writing about the vacation and other stuff, I end up writing the whole part about Dareya in Hospital..hehe...

I was still writing this part further but the flow of words started to break and I wasn't happy with the way it was written so ended this part on such a cliffhanger.

I wish to explain this whole Sid-Shreya fiasco so our dear Dareya could move forward in a hapoy and healthy environment. ;)

Do Read, Comment, Vote.

Tell me what you like or you haven't.

Love,
Ana

Originally posted by: ..oneOone..

Thank you dear.

Keep on reading.

You're welcome

When will you post the next chapter?

EDIT ; Oh you posted it when I was typing up this post

I loved this chapter

I love how you explore their emotions in depth

Nothing to not like about the chapter everything was amazing

Please post the next chapter whenever you get the time

What a lovely chapter

Loved detailing whether it was shreya keeping fast for him and Daya sir remember this, with team teasing and Pankaj telling them about his master plan of leaving dareya alone I'm Delhi and purvi reimparding him like show ne hota if it was shown same goes with ACP sir and abhi sir reaction roo

How did they kept governor family safe and them going through PTSD

Coming to Dareya unke vulnerability is too beautifully expressed like shreya blaming herself too and daya sir understanding this shreya understanding his fears..

Beautiful chapter eagerly waiting for more

Originally posted by: CID-fan-394

I loved this chapter

I love how you explore their emotions in depth

Nothing to not like about the chapter everything was amazing

Please post the next chapter whenever you get the time

Thank you dear

So glad tha you are liking this story. Actually mujhe lagta hai k itni depth man ja k bore ho jata hai.....kuch repetitive ho jata hai....

but I still couldn't stop myself.

Next chapter in progress already. Hopefully will be here in a day or two :))

Hugs.

Originally posted by: appisuri

What a lovely chapter

Loved detailing whether it was shreya keeping fast for him and Daya sir remember this, with team teasing and Pankaj telling them about his master plan of leaving dareya alone I'm Delhi and purvi reimparding him like show ne hota if it was shown same goes with ACP sir and abhi sir reaction roo

How did they kept governor family safe and them going through PTSD

Coming to Dareya unke vulnerability is too beautifully expressed like shreya blaming herself too and daya sir understanding this shreya understanding his fears..

Beautiful chapter eagerly waiting for more

Thank you so much yaar....So glad to see you pointing out the details that I wanted you guys to see. I so like to read such comments.

It makes me feel...Read...Understood.

So glad you could imagine the characters as in the show. It was a driving point for me.

Hope you will like the turns and curves coming in this ride.

Hugs....

Originally posted by: ..oneOone..

Thank you so much yaar....So glad to see you pointing out the details that I wanted you guys to see. I so like to read such comments.

It makes me feel...Read...Understood.

So glad you could imagine the characters as in the show. It was a driving point for me.

Hope you will like the turns and curves coming in this ride.

Hugs....

I am eagerly waiting⏳ show me to sawalo ke jawab milna muskil hai yhe dekha lete hai

Originally posted by: appisuri

I am eagerly waiting⏳ show me to sawalo ke jawab milna muskil hai yhe dekha lete hai

True and I am trying to answer all our unanswered questions. Hopefully they justify.