A/N: Hello, peeps! I'm just going to say this now, but there's something I'm going to need to say in the "PS" in the Author's Note. So, if you could look at that, that would be great! Also, I didn't think I'd be able to update tonight, because I went to the movies to see Boss Baby. I HIGHLY recommend it! It was funny as hell! (Yes, it was better than Beauty and the Beast…) Anyway, enough of my talking. On with the show (or story)!
Chapter 21: In Need of a Break II
Kevin's PoV:
As soon as my hearing returns, I see the scene in front of me, and nothing but an empty desk now. The young girl must be laying behind the desk, shot. How many times am I going to see a person shot?
I just cry, shouting "no", but Sarah isn't having any of it, because she pulls me along, ordering me, "Come on! If you need to take a piss, take a piss! Otherwise, forget it!" Surprisingly, there's a conveniently-placed bathroom right here in this lobby, and that's where Sarah—which is also surprising—pulls me to. She swings me into the doorway of the bathroom and lets go of my arm. She then orders me, "Now, hurry up! I'll be waiting here for you. I'm tired and want to go up to our room,"
I just look at her, with the tears still in my eyes from what I just witnessed, and she looks down at me, with her arms crossed. It's as if she's not giving me any sympathy, at all. She doesn't say anything else, and I just close the door, allowing myself this time I so desperately need…
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As soon as I finish, the relief has never felt better. Even though Sarah told me to hurry, I'm going to take this time to do the same thing I did back at the Dunkin' Donuts. I collect some soap in the palm of my hand and write on the mirror "help kevin mccallister". Even though it's not much, it's still a message, portraying that I was/am here, in case someone's trying to find me. I just hope Sarah doesn't get it in her mind to look in here…
As soon as I finish with my message, I wash my hands and open the door. As soon as I do, I see Sarah, standing by the front doors, still waiting for me. Her arms are crossed, as she's looking out the clear glass doors.
As soon as she sees me, she says, "Oh, there you are. I was starting to wonder if you'd ever come out. Then again, when you haven't peed for that long, I guess you would be a few minutes, eh?" All I do is nod. I was able to stop my tears, while I was in the bathroom, but I'm still as silent as a mouse. "Come on. Bryan's already upstairs, so we might as well go meet him. I don't know about you, but I'm certainly tired,"
I just look up at Sarah, wide-eyed, wondering why she's being this nice. This is an usual thought I'm having, but maybe this being abducted by Bryan and Sarah is not going to be such a scary thing, after all.
She then places her arm around me and leads me up the stairs. A minute ago, she was yelling at me after just shooting somebody—which, by the way, I won't dare look at—now, she's putting her arm around me and leading me up to bed. The more I think about it, the more I realize that this may not be so innocent, after all…
Agent Carter's PoV:
"So, what do you think? Is it Harold Lime's phone?" I ask the specialist, who knows how to analyze items, whether there's evidence on them, or not. In this case, there is evidence, because of fingerprints. I didn't think about that…
"By the fingerprints on this, it seems to be that this does, indeed, belong to Harold Lime. His fingerprints were the ones to come up, as well as Kevin McCallister's,"
"That's because the boy used the phone, before he was recaptured again,"
"Well, that's all I can give you, so far. Since we have his phone, I'm sure there's a way to contact the other abductors," the man tells me.
"I was thinking of doing that, but I don't want to alarm them, and have them kill the boy,"
"Yeah, that's true… But, what if you did it from a different phone?"
"A different phone?"
"Yeah. I mean, that wouldn't cause much suspicion, would it?"
"It might,"
"Well, just don't say who you are, and you should be fine,"
"What would I say?" How could I possibly convince these kidnappers that I'm not a cop?
"You're an F.B.I. Agent—the leading F.B.I. Agent. Surely, you'll figure it out,"
Even though I'm the leading F.B.I. Agent, I feel so incompetent sometimes. In this case, I feel incompetent as to what I'm going to say to these kidnappers, without having the boy harmed in the process…
To be Continued…
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A/N: Thanks again, folks! :D I hope this short-lived chapter is OK! When it comes to Agent Carter's PoV, I hope I'm doing things OK… After all, even though I watch crime shows, such as Criminal Minds and Forensic Files, I'm still unsure how this type of stuff is done, especially in the early 90's. Though, I've found those shows have helped me a lot! Anyway, what do you think will happen in Kevin's PoV? He was finally able to drain his lizard (a term I got from Two and a Half Men), but he wrote a message on the mirror in the bathroom. Will it be found? If so, by whom? Also, after witnessing yet another shooting, are things going to go smoothly, or does Kevin have a reason to worry? We'll just have to wait and see… As for Agent Carter's PoV, we'll see where that goes! Until next time, see ya! :D
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PS: So, this is kind of important, because I believe I'm going to fall through with it. I was at my doctor's today, and, long story short, he's wanting me to go to bed earlier. The latest his suggestion was, is ELEVEN. That doesn't work for me, but it's better than the other two suggested nine or ten. So, if I do take him up on his words (it's for medical reasons, but not overly necessary), I'll be starting to wean back in my movie time, etc…
Basically, if I don't get to updating at night, it'll be in the morning. If not the morning, then early in the evening or afternoon. Even early in the evening doesn't work for me, because I'm still enjoying the daylight (and, of course, the afternoon). As for early morning, I'm just not used to it. So, if I decide to do this (which I think I'm going to have to), then that's what's going to happen. I'll get more into it, when the time comes. It just sucks, because this is my time to write, and FanFiction is a commitment; whereas, a freelance story isn't. I'm not going to end this story, but I will figure it out, OK? :) (Holy, that was a lot to say…)
- Majora's Mask Freak184