Chapter 9
Gene glared angrily at Sam for a few minutes. 'Fine, spit it out, I haven't got all day!"
"I was just checking over the aftermath. I don't know if any accelerants-"
"What bloody accelerants, what rubbish are you spouting now?" Gene slipped farther into an irritable mood, spooked by what happened earlier. He'd never admit this, nope; he'd have no choice but to carry on.
"Well, Guv,' Sam began, perching on the corner of the desk, "If someone had it in for you, they might have slipped something inside, a bomb maybe?" Sam was clutching at straws, he knew, but it was better that then telling Hunt he got angry enough to cast a spell! Already, Sam swore against doing that again.
"Well what do you propose we do about it?"
"Nothing for now," Gene made noises of protest and Sam explained, "I, for one, don't want anything to happen to Ray and Chris." Sam felt wrong having said this, but he would right now do anything to keep what he almost did a secret.
"I think that is far too late," Gene complained, "Meaning, as they are bloody missing!"
"Well we know they are missing. The pint is where did they go?" Sam replied, sighing. This talk was not going well; neither of them had a clue.
"That ruddy Dream Teleportation thing has got to be the answer." Gene relented. "I say we take the chances and use it." Sam was shocked at Gene for demanding that they take a huge risk such as this!
"Guv, you saw the papers and they even had written down that is was theoretical!" Sam winced remembering something, "Besides any one of us could splinch-"
"Splinch," Gene began, dumfounded, "What rubbish are you spouting now, Tyler?"
Sam cursed himself, as he blurted out a word that, as far as he knew, only J.K Rowling made for the Harry Potter series! "Just that you wouldn't want to make mistakes and leaves pieces of you behind. We'd be in no position to get them back then."
"Yeah," Gene began, grimacing, getting the image Sam put into his head, "I guess we wouldn't be: But what can we do?"
Sam was a lost for words. What was there to do; wait, or do it outright? "We wait," Sam could sense a protest forming, so he added, "Because from what it seems, you'd have to have very good dream control."
Gene was getting irritated and weary by this time. 'So you mean, I'm stuck here because I can't dream?" Sam nodded, conceding into this question. Suddenly, Sam found himself pushed back violently, almost sending Gene's filing cabinet over. "I know about dreaming!" Gene snarled, also swearing. 'And when I get my hands-"
Sam pushed Gene from him. "When we get out hands on the three, you will do no such thing as push them around! We have to wait, you could end up dreaming into the wrong place and time!"
Gene stood, stunned, "Tyler, did you just say time?' After awhile, he added, 'What do you mean by time?"
"We'll never get it sorted if you have to end up running from a T-Rex," Sam explained. "I am going to leave it at that."
Back in the future, Ray glared at Sakura and Chris. "You can bloody stay here if you want," he retorted to Chris. "But I am sick of this, I want to go home!"
"But why now, we were having fun-"Chris began innocently. This set Ray off, he charged at Chris, who hadn't a moment to dodge.
"Having fun, yeah?" he roared, grabbing Chris by the neck. "Look at this, bloody look!" All the while, Ray was dragging Chris up the hall into the living room. He wouldn't let Chris go even when he turned the Telly on. "Bloody look Chris, bloody look!" Chris reluctantly made his eyes meet the glare of the Telly and was gob smacked when he saw DI Sam Tyler solving a case with DCI Gene Hunt. Ray finally let go of Chris when he shut the Telly off. "We are a flipping show, Chris! All our private lives, left for this lot to see!"
"Is this true?" Chris asked, reluctant to meet Sakura's gaze. His eyes held that saddened look that Sakura remembered seeing when they though Sam Tyler turned traitor.
Sakura didn't know what to say, there was nothing she could say. Ray was right, even if the people on the screen wasn't them, it did show their lives on there, for an audience! Chris didn't look up as he hurried past Sakura, back down the hall. He turned into the big room as he slammed the door loudly.
"Great, now Chris is upset." Ray grumbled. He shot Sakura a side wards glare. "And it's always your fault!"
"Oh sure, when you call him a waste of space and make him always feel like crap, then it's my fault!" The words tumbled out of Sakura's mouth before she could stop herself. Ray looked at her like he saw her for the first time. "And when he was upset at Sam for the Train robbery thing-"
"HOW DARE YOU?!" Ray raised his voice in genuine anger. He was very angry for this girl he did not know brings up this emotional wound! "YOU WERN'T EVEN THERE!" then he put on a snide voice, "oh that's right, you technically spied on us." Somehow, they stood close, sneering into each others faces. The doorbell rang.
They both, in unison, turned to the door and yelled at the person to do something to them. They distinctly heard a huff then a muffled, very snobby, "Well, I never," Then the sound of foot beats going away from the door.
