A/N: All your guy's reviews make me smile. Like the request to have Kim beat the ** out of Jack's grandfather. And yes, I will try and make this story happier, whoever suggested that. Ps. I love your suggestions, even if I don't use them.
Milton panicked after he heard the click of the lock. "Somebody go and get Jack at the pier!" He screeched. Eddie shrugged his shoulders. Jerry would be faster. Thankfully, Jerry caught on and dashed out the door.
Kim screamed and wailed at the same time. "Eddie, you and I will try and pick the lock or something. Rudy...go with Jerry! EVERYBODY GO GO GO GO GO!" Milton screamed. He took charge because he felt like he owed Kim something for pushing her off the dock.
He quickly rummaged through his pockets. He pulled out a pencil and some chap stick. Eddie had leftover chospticks leftover from his dinner. It was all they got.
Milton and Eddie hurriedly jammed the chopsticks into the lock, but nothing happened. Then Jack burst in the door with Jerry and Rudy in tow. He was beet red, but never stopped to catch his breath.
He gave Eddie and Milton a weird look, and kicked down the door. "Sorry Rudy," Jack muttered as he headed for Kim. Jack's grandfather had his arms wrapped around her waist, kissing and nudging her neck with his nose. She squirmed but he held her tighter. She was still wearing shorts, but on the top she only had a bra on.
Jack raced over and threw a punch at his grandfather. His grandfather tossed Kim aside like a rag doll, and deflected Jack's punch. They fought at each other for a few minutes, but it was clear Jack was losing energy fast.
Sirens blared in the distance. Jack's grandfather stopped for a moment, and Jack seized his opportunity. He threw a punch and a few kicks before his grandfather caught his foot midair and twisted it so Jack fell on the ground.
He straddled Jack and began whipping punches at his face.
"THIS IS THE POLICE. DROP ALL WEAPONS AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" An official voice echoed through the dojo. Jack's grandfather glanced up quickly, but then continued to smack Jack.
The police finally managed to wrestle Jack's grandfather into handcuffs. "For an old man, he sure is strong," Jack heard one of the police officers mutter under his breath.
The policemen dragged Jack's grandfather through the doors of the dojo and straight into the police car, his grandfather struggling the entire time.
Jack watched his grandfather get wheeled away with a terrified expression on his face. He slowly caught his breath and stood up. "Who called the cops!" He exclaimed. Milton sheepishly raised his hand.
Jack pulled Milton into an awkward hug. Then he disappeared under Rudy's desk. You could hear Jack's heavy breathing and sobbing. A few minutes later, Jack came out with Kim resting in his arms. She took one look at everyone looking at her and burst into sobs again.
Eddie stared. Kim was wearing Jack's shirt. It revealed all the bruises, scrapes, and marks all over Jack. And he was covered.
Milton looked sadly at Jack's back as he exited the dojo to find him and Kim some privacy. There were deep, scarred over cuts and bruises that he knew he caused.
A few hours later, Rudy found Jack and Kim sitting on the couch at Kim's house. Kim lay with her head on Jack's lap, and his head was tilted back. They were both sleeping soundly, and had their hands intertwined. Cartoon network played on the screen in front of them, lighting up their faces.
Rudy watched them for a moment before Jack woke up. He looked at Rudy.
"I just wanted to make sure you guys were ok," Rudy whispered, not to wake Kim up. His plan failed. She wearily opened her eyes and looked around. She looked at Rudy, curled up in a little ball, and dug her head into Jack's side. He winced, but didn't attempt to move her.
Rudy left the two, and they slept soundly for the rest of the night and most of the next day.