Brothers In Arms

A/N: I do not own or make any profit off of the Airwolf name or any of the characters involved within. My stories are for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter 14

"You better hope you can really land this thing like you said, Stone," Caitlin said as the throbbing pain in her leg seemed to grow worse with every minute that passed. She was also starting to feel very light-headed which she realized probably meant that she was bleeding internally and losing a lot of blood from the gunshot wound.

"Don't worry, Red, we're almost there. Just put me on heading 070 and I'll take over from here," Stone instructed as Caitlin did as she was told. Within five minutes she was surprised to see them approaching what appeared to be an abandoned prison yard. The concertina-wired fence still stood at least partially intact surrounding the grounds along with three large and crumbling, concrete buildings. The whole location gave off a very creepy vibe to Caitlin, even as they approached in daylight. She couldn't imagine what it would be like at night.

"I'll take over from here," Stone said as he took over control of the helicopter.

"We're not going there?" Caitlin said as she realized the Stone was starting to descend right into the middle of the prison yard.

"Oh yes, don't you think it's marvelous, Red? My father probably hung himself in a cell not much different from the ones we'll find here. It's only fitting that Hawke dies in the same type of place, don't you think?"

"You're crazy, Stone!" Caitlin said as Airwolf touched down.

"You know, Red, you talk too much," Stone said with irritation as he reached over and brought his fist down hard right on top of Caitlin's injured thigh. Screaming out in agony, Cait's vision began to blur as the pain became too much and she finally passed out.

"There, maybe you'll be quiet for awhile," Stone said as he powered down the rotors. Getting out of the helicopter he went around and opened the pilot side door. Removing Cait's helmet and unbuckling her from her seat, he picked her up and carried her into the nearest building. Looking around the damp and musty structure, he spotted a cell that still contained an old cot and took Caitlin to it and threw her roughly down. Cait moaned as she fell onto the hard surface but remained unconscious. Leaving the cell, Stone slammed the iron door behind him glad to see that the lock was still in place and intact. "That should keep her contained long enough," he said as he set out to put the rest of his plan in place.

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"Okay, gentlemen, we seem to have a fix on Airwolf's computers," Michael informed Dom and Hawke as they sat in the back of the spy's white limo, "and surprisingly they're not too far from here."

" They came back to California?" Dom asked with surprise.

"It would appear so, Bakersfield to be exact," Michael said as he checked his notes.

"What the hell would Stone be doing in Bakersfield?" Dom asked. "I figured he'd be running the opposite direction, not towards us!"

"Michael, do you have the exact coordinates?" Hawke asked suddenly as a thought crossed his mind.

"Yes," he said as he handed over a piece of paper with a set of numbers listed on it.

Hawke took the paper and exited the limo, walking to the back wall of the hangar where several maps and aeronautical charts were mounted on the wall. Checking the coordinates that Michael had given him, Hawke found the location on the map. "That's what I thought," he said half to himself.

"What is it, String?" You know the place?" Dom asked as he looked over Hawke's shoulder.

"Yeah, there used to be a state prison there. It's been abandoned for about 10 years or so now."

"What would Stone want at an abandoned prison?" Michael wondered out loud.

"Kind of makes sense, don't you think?" Hawke asked as he turned to look at the two other men. "His father killed himself in a prison cell. In his twisted mind he's probably thinking what better place for revenge on the final person responsible for putting him there. He's trying to bring it full circle."

"Yeah, that makes sense, kid," Dom agreed. "So we know where he is, let's go get him!"

"It's not that easy, Dom," Hawke said as sat on the edge of a desk that sat in front of the maps. "Don't forget, he's got Airwolf which gives him a distinct advantage. Not to mention he's got Caitlin. We can't just go landing the Jet Ranger in there, he'll shoot us out of the sky before we get within five miles of the place. And if by some chance we were to get by him and go in guns blazing, we're just as liable to hit Cait as we are Stone."

"So what's the plan?" Michael asked as he adjusted his glasses.

"I wish I knew," Hawke said with a look of despair. A few moments later the phone in the hangar began to ring. Looking at each other, the three men each instinctually knew who the caller would be.

Pushing a button on the phone so that it would go to speaker, Hawke answered. "Yeah."

"Ah you have me on speaker. I assume that both Mr. Santini and Archangel are listening in then?" Stone said in response.

"They're here, Stone. Get on with whatever it is you want," Hawke demanded succinctly.

"Direct and to the point, I should have expected that from a military man. Very well, it's simple, Hawke, I want you. If I'm correct, you probably already know where your little red-headed friend and I ended up. So, I'm giving you three hours to get here. You come on your motorcycle, you come alone and you come unarmed. Any sight of an aircraft, zebra squad or any FIRM personnel, weapons of any kind, or Dominic Santini within 20 miles of here and I'll kill Red and I'll make sure she doesn't go easy. Got it?"

"I want to speak to Caitlin! How do I know you haven't killed her already?" Hawke said tersely while a lump formed in the pit of his stomach just having to ask the question.

"Well I would let you speak to her but she's a little incapacitated…or should I say incarcerated…at the moment. But you can trust me Hawke, she's alive. If she dies, I want you to be a witness. It would be so much sweeter that way, don't you think?"

"I swear to God, Stone, if you've harmed her in any way, you'll need more than Airwolf to save yourself. You understand me?" Hawke said as he unconsciously clenched his fists at his side.

The sound of Stone's laughter filled the phone line. "How chivalrous of you, Hawke, but I really don't think you're in a position to make such threats. Anyways, the clock is ticking, you now have 2 hours and 57 minutes to get here. Did I mention I would find a way to torture her for every minute you are late? I suggest you get moving. I'll be waiting." The sound of a dial tone suddenly filled the air.

Without saying a word, Hawke started to walk towards his blue BMW motorcycle that was parked in the front corner of the hangar.

"String!" Dom called after him. "You're not really going to just hand yourself over to him with no backup?"

"What choice to I have, Dom?" he said as he pulled on his leather jacket and reached for his helmet. "If I don't, Caitlin's going to be the one to suffer and I'll be damned if I let that happen just because I was trying to play hero."

"Hawke, Dom's right, this is crazy," Michael agreed with the older pilot.

"Yeah, maybe so but right now it's the only choice we have. If you can come up with something better, please do so. You and Dom have 2 hours and 54 minutes to come up with a plan," Hawke said as he looked at his watch. "In the meantime, I'm headed to meet Stone." With that, Hawke put on his helmet, started the bike and drove out of the hangar towards Bakersfield.

"Mother of God," Dom muttered as he watched him go. "C'mon Archangel, you and I are going to follow in that limo of yours. Hopefully on the way we can figure out a way help him out and save Hawke, Caitlin AND Airwolf. I just wish I knew how!"

TBC….