So, I have no excuses for not finishing this story a long, long, time ago, so I won't offer any. As this story was written, I can see my mental age fluctuate throughout the author's notes, and I find it disappointing to see all the excuses I made. This story has many fans who have probably given up, and for that, I apologize. I was young when I first posted, and over enthusiastic. As I aged, I found it harder and harder to return to this story, and even now I am forcing myself to type. I'm embarrassed at my writing level I showed, and by how proud I was of it.
However, I know I was young, and I refuse to graduate high school without finishing the story that gave me the vindication to develop/continue my writing. Plus I owe it to all of you, you who have encouraged me throughout the years.
Special thanks to YellowAngela and another follower, both offered to help me finish this story finally.
Without further delay, here is the final chapter. I hope you all enjoy.
Six wasn't quite sure why he had decided that Rex might be in the Hanger, especially after he had previously been on his way to the Debrief room, but after running into Holiday, he had had a sudden spark of intuition.
While it was likely that a delirious child would wonder into the Debrief room in an attempt to watch T.V. or some other such thing, he found it much more likely that said child would attempt to go on an 'adventure' as he liked to call it. An adventure that might just include a certain monkey that had been curiously absent while he tried to care for the kid.
A certain monkey that always took the chance to mock Six's poor luck.
His characteristic blank look deepened slightly into a frown as he became even more certain of the kid's whereabouts. If his idea (it was more than an idea at this point) was correct (he was almost always correct), then they didn't have much time.
Holiday started slightly as her wrist was suddenly snatched up by a much larger grip, and then almost dragged bodily down the hallway.
"Excuse me, Agent, but-"
"No time, we have to go."
Her lips pressed together, she most certainly was not okay with this blank slate of a man dragging her wherever he wished (though a traitorous part of her mind couldn't help but be slightly okay with the idea) especially not when they were trying to find Rex.
Wasn't Six just saying something about searching the Hangar-
Oh.
Oh.
If Six really had looked everywhere, if there was even the slightest chance Rex was in the Hangar, then there was the chance that Bobo was with him. Most likely manipulating Rex into taking him to go get 'burritos'. (She wasn't stupid, she was perfectly aware as to what happened when they snuck out together, and it almost always broke her heart to see Rex's reaction to Bobo ditching him, again)
And if Rex left, as sick as he was...well. She knew that even the flu could be dangerous and who knew how his nanites would affect a virus?
This entire realization took Holiday somewhere around twenty seconds, thirty steps, to process. The entire time, she had been dragging her heels into the cold concrete of the floor, not quite understanding why she was being dragged. Once she did, however, she bolted forward, her hand slipping from the slightly frustrated agent's hand easily, running in her heels as only a scientist who was used to volatile experiments could.
Or, a concerned mother, though she didn't let that thought gain any real traction in her hurried state.
Flying through the hallway as she was, she felt Six running behind her rather than heard him (because of course the damnable man wouldn't make any noise when running) and she felt slightly smug at the fact he was letting her take the lead.
It felt like an hour had passed by the time the ran through the doors of the Hangar, but in reality, it had only been about two or three minutes. Holiday was slightly winded, not being used to all out sprints over long distances, but couldn't bring herself to care as she frantically searched throughout the large room.
"C'mon Kid, what's wrong witcha'? We gotta go now or else your pet Ninja is gonna come along our, eh heh, burrito run is gonna be kaput."
"I'm trying, I just can't seem to-"
Eyes snapping to where she heard the hushed voices she couldn't help but feel the tension and overall fear drain from her in one giant, tiring wave. She also couldn't help the rush of indignation that ran through her as she realized what she and Six had both feared, was in fact transpiring.
So much for the relaxing bath she just took. The stress relief she had gotten from that had lasted, what? About ten minutes?
Marching across the room, she couldn't help that small little worm of fear that curled in her gut as she saw Rex attempt to build...something...and fail miserably at it.
"I-I don't know, I-c-can't get anything to stay..." Rex sounded utterly distraught at the thought of failing his 'friend' (no doubt fueled by the fever) and it didn't help as his voice broke.
The monkey looked like he might say something, but didn't get the chance as a vengeful Holiday finally came down upon them.
"What, exactly, is happening here?" She demanded, feeling a cold sense of satisfaction as the monkey swirled to look up at her (and no small amount of guilt as Rex jumped about a foot in the air). Placing her hands on her hips, she waited for Bobo's excuse this time.
Vaguely, she felt Six step closer behind her, almost pressing against her, and realized he must've been behind her, every step she took since she made it to the Hangar. He was so quiet that she hadn't even known. Before she could even be irritated, though, she suddenly understood that by him doing what he did, he was silently supporting her actions. That he was just as upset but was content enough to let her take the reins.
She shouldn't feel so...good...about that.
Holiday was brought back to herself when Bobo began trying to explain.
"Well, yah see, I was just mindin' my own business when the Kid came up on me, wantin' to go out, and I told him, 'I don't think that's a good idea, you're looking pretty sick and I know the Doc wouldn't-"
Raising a single eyebrow, Holiday drowned out the rest of the monkey's pathetic excuse, merely content to watch him suffer as he dug himself a deeper and deeper hole with his own words.
As this continued for a few minutes, she glanced at Rex. He looked miserable, swaying slightly in place as the story went on, she doubted he was hearing any of it. Deciding enough was enough, she opened her mouth to cut the story off (at this point it sounded like Rex had strong-armed Bobo into going by threatening him with germs, or something) when Six decided to include himself into the mix.
"Enough."
Bobo's mouth snapped shut instantly.
"This situation is unacceptable, Monkey, but now is not the time to have this discussion. I'll deal with you later."
Arms went in the arm as Bobo attempted to defend himself incredulously, but Six was having none of it.
"Enough, leave now before I remove you."
He left, but not before she saw a flash of remorse in his eyes. She filed that information away for later.
Holiday couldn't help but be impressed at the Agent's ability to handle the evo, and was about to commend him on such a feat when Six proceeded to do something else that utterly surprised her.
He stepped around her and swept the young boy who had been uncharacteristically quiet up into his arms, not quite hiding his discomfort as the child curled into his chest. "After you, Doctor. Rex is long overdue for his medication." He said this in his characteristic, monotone voice and she could only stare.
Six made such a ridiculously domestic picture in that one moment, all Holiday could do was break out into a peal of laughter as she spun on her heel, and led the boys out of the Hangar.
Rex didn't remember much from being sick for the first time in Providence, but he couldn't help but feel a little less aggravated when Six scolded him for doing something reckless. Nor could Six help himself when he allowed himself to care, just a little, about the kid.
And if Holiday watched it all unfold with just a slightly bigger smile than her standard, and a flutter in her chest, well, no one would know about that either.
So this is it, the final chapter. This story amongst others will, however, be rewritten (mostly so I can look back on my old stories and not wince as badly as I did tonight) and some elements may change, so that may be something for you all to look forward to. Also, tomorrow 6/1/2016, I will be changing my pen name to AlexMecer125 to keep it updated with my other accounts.
I want to thank you all for your continued support, and if you just so happen to be new to this story, welcome! You got lucky.
Please, leave me a review letting me know if this chapter was a good finale and if there is anything you might like to see in a future rewrite (or if you want a rewrite at all). For the last time under this name,
I love you all and thank you for reading,
~Jessk13
