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Beach Head heard Cover girl screaming something at him. As he was turning to see what she wanted, he saw a gun appear from the side of the window. Using his foot he kicked it out of the hand. He kicked again at Tomax's head. The foot made contact and Cover Girl could see him grab his nose. His head disappeared back into the car. The car suddenly stopped short and he went flying forward. Sliding onto the hood, he grabbed the wind shield's edge. The car then sped up causing him to hit the glass. The driver had a gun. As the driver stuck his arm out, Beach grabbed it. While they struggled, the car swerved in and out of the lanes.
Cover Girl was not far behind. She saw the erratic driving and the struggle on the hood of the car. Thinking fast she drove along side the car.
"Beach!" She yelled above the noise. "Get in the car!"
"Not without the kid!" He yelled back.
"We'll get him but not like this!" She screamed.
Whatever Beach said was lost as the sedan rammed into Cover Girl. She momentarily spun out of control. She furiously turned the wheel to straighten out all the while missing several cars. She managed to turn the car in the right direction. But by the time she did the sedan was turning off onto the ramp.
Beach Head's heart nearly stopped when he saw the corvette spin out. With pure rage he slammed the driver's gun hand against the side of the door. The driver screamed in pain and the gun fell to the wayside. Pulling his injured hand back in, he took the exit at high speed. Beach Head slid to the side but managed to hang on. Having enough, he pulled his fist back and slammed it against the windshield. The pane shuddered and a small crack appeared. Seeing the flaw, he punched it causing a spider web of cracks to appear. The driver began weaving back and forth in an effort to throw him off. Beach Head had to hold on with both hands to avoid being thrown off but he could feel his fingers slipping. Honking caught his attention. Somehow Cover Girl was driving on the shoulder next to the sedan. She flung open her side of the door, hitting the sedan. It created a bridge.
"Beach!" She yelled.
He didn't have to guess what she wanted him to do. He grabbed the door. Cover Girl stopped so he could get in. Then she hit the gas.
"You're such an idiot!" She berated him. "If I knew what you were going to do, I wouldn't have listened to you."
"You have a better idea?" He yelled back.
"As a matter of fact, I do!" She turned off the ramp.
"What are you doing?" Beach Head asked. "You're going the wrong way!"
"Trust me!" She answered.
Beach Head gritted his teeth. After a brief internal struggle, he sat back in his seat.
Cover Girl grinned. "That's my guy." She patted his knee. "Make sure you're buckled in."
"Of course I'm buckled in." Beach Head snapped. "What do you take me fooooor…"
The last part ended in a scream as Cover Girl drove off the side of a bridge. Beach Head had not noticed that they had driven onto an overpass and that Cover Girl had decided to drive over the side, smashing through the railing.
When he opened his eyes, he realized he was still alive. He was about to bawl her out when he saw the smug look on her face. With a scowl he turned to see what she was so pleased about and his expression changed to one of shock. They had landed right on top of the back of the sedan.
"See, I know what I'm doing." She said.
0o0
It was a miracle but Bailey escaped without a scratch. The same could not be said for the twins or the driver. They were lead away in ambulances with an officer to escort them to the hospital.
Hawk, however, was not happy.
"What the bloody blue blazes happened?" He said in a low dangerous tone. Beach Head and Cover Girl stood at attention as Hawk glared at them. "I gave you a simple assignment of keeping an eye on a little boy and I get a highway chase with a stolen corvette…"
"Borrowed." Cover Girl interrupted. "Sir." She added when his frown deepened.
"Causing damage and traffic jams throughout the city…" He continued. "Maybe I was wrong to assign you this. I had thought you could be reliable and discreet."
Beach Head bristled at the implication that he was not reliable but said nothing. He couldn't blame Hawk for being angry. If he was in Hawk's shoes, he would probably say the same thing.
"Excuse me, sir." A meek voice broke into the tirade. Hawk looked at the hand that was tugging on his jacket. It was Bailey.
"Yes, son?" Hawk asked sternly.
Bailey nervously cleared his throat. "It was my fault." His eyes were on the floor. "I ran away and… and they caught me…" He shuffled his feet. "Mr. Sneeden and Miss Krieger was trying to save me. I'm sorry."
Hawk's face was unreadable. After what felt like an eternity, he knelt down on one knee and lifted Bailey's face so that their eye met.
"Son, that was very irresponsible. You could have gotten my men killed. But thank you for owning up to your mistakes." Hawk said. He got up and crossed his arms. "I want your sincere promise that you will do as Mr. Sneeden and Miss Krieger says from now on."
"Yes sir." He replied.
"Good." He turned to Beach Head and Cover Girl. "You are dismissed but the damages from today are coming out of your pay."
They both suppressed a groan. They saluted and watch Hawk walk away.
Cover Girl squatted in front of Bailey. "Why did you do that?" She asked.
Bailey looked away. "No one ever cared enough about me to risk their life." He answered.
Cover Girl's face softened. "Oh Bailey, lots of people care about you, your dad, for example."
Bailey's face snapped back and Cover Girl was surprised by the flash of anger in his eyes. "My father only cares about his job. After ma died, that's all he's ever cared about."
"Well kid, I'm sure that's not true. But sometimes we adults have a funny way of showing love." Beach Head surprised Cover Girl when he spoke. She looked up at him in surprise. He placed his hand on Bailey's shoulder. "But you do have a friend now. So stop acting like an ass and let's go home." He walked away.
Bailey looked at him stunned.
Cover Girl choked back a laugh. "I think what Mr. Sneeden means is… we're here for you Bailey. But being a friend goes both ways. Do you understand?" She got up and extended her hand.
Bailey nodded and shyly took her hand. Together they followed after Beach Head.
0o0
"Viper 3 to Cobra Commander." A man in the shadows of the underpass spoke into his comlink.
"Well? What do you have to report?" A voice hissed back.
"The twins were unsuccessful despite the boy practically falling on their laps."
"Those imbeciles! Why did I think they could handle such an easy job!" The man winced at the sudden volume in his ear.
"Sir, are going to the next plan?"
"No, we need to get rid of the boy's body guards first. You know what to do."
"Yes, sir. Cobra!" He shut off his comlink.
I did not proofread. There was no time. I have no time. I slightly regret starting this. Feel free to PM me to point out any errors and I will try to go back to fix it. I'm slowly drowning in the sea of life. I apologize for the lateness. Also Happy belated Veteran's Day. Thank you for serving our country.