Chapter 2
What Now?
Chelsea rolled over in her bed and let the sun warm her face. She stretched and sat up, no noise whatsoever, see, last night was a dream.
She exited the large queen size bed and slipped on some basketball shorts so she wasn't just in sports bra and underwear. "Jazz."
She stepped into the hallway, "Jazz…hey puppy, what are you doing?"
The dog looked over his shoulder at Chelsea and barked. Jazz was sitting comfortably in front of the bathroom door. "Jazz. Is there a reason for you being…"
Chelsea stopped. The shower was on. "Oh god." She broke into a run and literally hopped down the spiral staircase into her other living room. (Big house) She slowly paced into the kitchen just to have a cup of coffee and a smile shoved in her face.
"Good morning Miss Chelsea. We all slept in the living room on the couches and floor. You never showed us any guest rooms. I hope you don't mind."
"Mind? Mind! You guys are still here!"
Sanzo peeked over the paper, it was a lot more interesting, there were actually important things to read, "Where the hell did you expect us to go?" he snapped.
"Somewhere other than my house!"
"What's the matter baby?"
Chelsea looked over her shoulder at the shirtless and wet Gojyo. He had a towel around his neck and Jazz was trotting along at his heels. "Ugh!"
She kicked Gojyo in the shin, hard enough to make him crash to the floor. She knelt on his back and held his wrists. A common police hold. "Ok, here's the deal. We are going to the station, finding out who you guys are, and sending you home."
"BREAKFAST!" Goku zoomed past Chelsea and Gojyo into the kitchen.
Hakkai grabbed his shirt and Goku kept trying to run, "Sorry Goku, no breakfast today."
"WHAAAT?!"
Gojyo struggled under Chelsea, "This is pretty interesting. I didn't know you were into the ruff stuff. OW!"
She shoved her knee into his back, "That's it! Grab your shit and your cat! We are leaving now!"
Chelsea peeked over her aviator sunglasses at the four men as they stood alongside the truck. After they had gotten over the size of the black Escalade Chelsea ordered them to stand in a line so she could survey them. Even though ordering Sanzo to do something served hard and she had to pull her gun, confiscating his own.
She stood calmly with her hands in her jeans pocket, her Ed Hardy (death before dishonor) jacket hanging off her shoulder showing her white tank. She sighed, "You guys look crazy."
They looked down at themselves. They looked like cartoon characters. I mean c'mon! Goku was wearing a cape and a crown!
"Kid, Goku right?"
Goku nodded and she sighed again, "Come here."
Goku skipped over to the woman and she relieved him of the ridiculous cape. She un-tucked his shirt and stood back. "Normal enough I guess. Wait a minute…"
She reached for the gold crown on his head. The other men freaked out, "STOP!"
Sanzo glared at her, "Don't touch that."
She raised her brows, "Are you really telling me what to do?"
Goku squeezed his eyes shut as she grabbed the crown and took it off his head. "Here kid."
The four were puzzled. He didn't change? Hakkai reached up and pulled off his ear cuffs…nothing.
Chelsea rolled her eyes, "You, take off the sash. Blondie the dress is a no. And red… you're ok."
Gojyo grinned, Hakkai smiled as he did what he was told, and Sanzo glared at the woman. He hated being bossed around…now he knew how his companions felt. But he damn sure wouldn't stop barking orders at them anytime soon.
He snarled at the woman as she tapped his shoulder, "What?"
"That. Hand it over." She said pointing to the now rolled up scripture in his hand.
"No."
"Look, give it here. You'll get it back when we get this squared away."
He glared at her and she glared back. He sighed and gave her the scripture and watched as she put it in the glove box.
"Alright everybody in. And watch that cat, I don't want scratches on my seats."
"So anything on em?"
A woman with curly midnight hair and blue eyes lent back in her seat, "No. Chels you brought us a bunch of bogies. They have no files…nothing."
"So what did you do with them?"
"They're in a holding cell and the cat is in a pen. Chelsea, if we don't find out who they are we gotta drop em' at the nearest hospital then the nearest shelter."
Chelsea sat on the desk. It didn't feel right, she found herself feeling bad for them. "I can't leave them here."
"Yeah you can."
"Why would I do that? They're not criminals."
"Chelsea the blond had an illegal firearm."
"It was a girl sized revolver!" Chelsea found herself defending the blond.
"Look, one chance. Figure out who they are."
"What if I can't?"
The girl sighed, "Jeez Chelsea. Just…just make them into functioning members of society then. Find them jobs put the kid in school then we can figure out what to do with them."
Chelsea ran a hand through her hair, "This is gonna be hell."
Sanzo took a seat on the cold metal bench and lit a cig. Hakkai chuckled nervously, "My, what a mess we've gotten ourselves into."
"A mess is nowhere near this shit."
Goku tugged on Sanzo's sleeve, "Sanzo, where are we?"
"Yeah monk. You're the almighty mind here, where the hell are we man?" Gojyo said lighting his own cancer stick.
"I don't know!"
Goku sighed, "Maybe this is a trick."
Hakkai shook his head, "This is no trick."
The four sat quietly. How were they going to get home? They were so close. They had finally completed their mission and they were so close to finally going home. Then they get sucked into this unfamiliar place and their host was nowhere near nice. Or so they thought.
"You guys really don't know where you are?"
They looked up and watched Chelsea as she lent against the bars of the cell.
"Of course we don't. We weren't fucking lying to you." Sanzo growled at the woman.
She glared at the blond monk, "Look. I'm a cop. A bunch of weirdoes show up in my house and say their lost. How the hell m I supposed to react? If it was a civilian you guys ended up with, they would have called the police and you would really be in jail."
They all looked at each other. Sanzo closed his eyes, "So what now."
Chelsea rubbed her eyes and opened the cell door. "You're coming with me."