Backward Curiosity
By: M14Mouse
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Summary: Curiosity can kill but also show another side of the story. Bridge is about to find out the story.
((Bridge's POV))
It was a normal and sunny day in our city. My toast was just buttery enough and Grumm decide to go on a vacation or something. Sky and I were assigned to the morning patrol duty. We don't normally go to this part of town because most of the buildings are abandoned. I guess since we were not in a hurry to get back to SPD headquarters. We got out and walk down some of the narrow alleyways. I didn't know why I doing it. Maybe, Syd is right that I am too nosy. But the impressions from the alley were unpleasant. I could feel the air full with sickness, pain, angry, and worry. Normally, I wouldn't worry because I have been to places like here before. I guess curiosity killed the cat and me in the process. I remove my glove and wave my hand over the abandon alleyway. I wasn't prepared for the images hit me like a truck. I stumble my way back from the alley.
Oh…CRAP!
I shake my head to clear out the images. I pant heavily and my body was trembling. I took several deep breaths before I try to process the images. I couldn't believe what I just saw. Sky saw my reaction and he was at my side. He was asking me what I saw and if I am alright. I lie through my teeth when I told him that I was alright and there was nothing we could since it was past event. Sky knew I was lying because he kept me concern looks on the way back to SPD. I couldn't lie my way out of a paper bag if I tried.
The next few days were tense. Sky told Jack and the Commander about the incident. Commander question me about what happened and I couldn't lie this time. So, I told him what happened. The Commander remains silent. I could tell that what I said had effect him. He sighs softly and then he dismisses me. Before he left me go, he told me that he schedule I and Jack for patrol on Wednesday. Gee…great. I and Jack get along great but after my little adventure in the ally. I just don't what to do with this little piece of information I have discovered.
But an order is an order.
Wednesday afternoon came with a bang. The patrol was quiet.
"Okay, Bridge. What are you hiding and why are you being so quiet?" Jack said. Leave it to Jack to be so blurt.
"Well, you see…The Commander order me to go with patrol because what I saw. I don't really want to tell you because it isn't happy. I know how much you guys like to avoid talking about the streets. I didn't mean to bring it up. I didn't mean to look but the feelings were so heavy in the air. You always said curiosity would kill me. Well, I don't want to die. The vision was you fighting this really big guy and Z was lying on the ground. She didn't look to good. Well, you don't have to tell me." I said really fast. For second, Jack didn't say a thing. It was just silent. I hate silence. I really do. Then Jack looks from the road to me.
"Show me."
I gave him directions to the alley. We got out of the vehicle and I watch as Jack walk down the alley. I could see feel the emotions in the air. It made my skin crawl and my chest tighten. I didn't need to wave my hand to tell that Jack was lost in the memories. His eyes were look out into the distance and his body was stiff. It was another silent moment. One of few times that I didn't know what to say.
"It was winter about three years ago. We were getting winter stuff for the homeless from a warehouse but the owner catch us. She needed to duplicate herself to get out us out of the jam. One of the side effects of her powers is a weak immune system. She must have caught something at the warehouse. That night she fell ill. For days, I try everything to get her better. She continues to get worse with every passing day. Nothing seems to work. So, I decide to take her to the clinic. One of risks, someone would recall us from the wanted posters. We would get arrest before Z could get help. It was risk I was willing to take." Jack said softly.
I knew their lives on the streets were not happy. Now, I am getting first hand account on what happened to them. It makes me a little sad but a little honor as well. They shouldn't have to go through this. We should have done something. Maybe, we should try to found them soon. I don't know what but I wish we did something. My mom once said you cannot change the past but you cannot help but look back on it. I shake my head out of my thoughts and listen as Jack continues his story.
"I wrap her as many clothes as possible before carrying her out of our hide out. Z was light because she lost so much weight. The night was bitter cold and I swear I could hear my bones trembles in my body. I took the back alleys that night because I thought it would be quick way to the clinic. I was wrong." Jack said as he walk to a spot by a garage cans.
"I was ambushed by a junky in this alley. I have no clue why he was out in this cold night. Maybe, he was so high to not know the difference. The guy just jumped me from behind. I fell back on my back and near crashed poor Z. I dropped her gently on the ground before junky could attack me again. I just want to knock him out or scare him away. We tumble on the ground for a bit but I feel something hit my gut. It was a knife. It was a shape pain that slowly travel to my brain. My phasing abilities kick in and I phrase out the path of the knife. The junky must have gone into shock or something because he started to shake and scream. He kept saying I was a ghost. Then he stopped shaking and his glassy eyes were staring at me. It scared me to see a guy die before me. I didn't know what to do. So, I pick up Z and ran. I didn't stop running until I reach the clinic." Jack said.
"What happened next?" I said.
"We survived, of course. We made to the clinic. Z was given antidotes and I was patch up. The junky wasn't so lucky. I read in the paper that he had dead because of a heart attack." Jack said.
"Jack…Thanks. You didn't have to tell me." I said.
"I did a lot of things I regret but I guess we have to face past sometimes. Come on, Bridge. Let finish our patrol before the Big Blue comes calling." Jack said.
I chuckles a little as we walk back to the jeep. I guess being curious isn't too bad as long as it doesn't kill me.
The End.
A/N: I really don't know about this fic. I don't like or hate it. I may take down once I figure out what I don't like about it. Until Review and tell me what you think