Before I do anything I would just like to reply to "Guest"s review. Let me first commend you on your bravery for posting under "guest" and not with a name, I would've preferred to do this privately but you forced me to bring it out here; this might be an outrageously obvious suggestion but if my story is boring you why not simply stop reading it? If you're not happy with my writing style then quite frankly, tough shit. As for the "long pauses" forgive me for having a life outside fanfiction! Nobody else has complained and until such time that they do (with proper names) I will continue with this story in the same way I always have. So kindly do one!
Apologies to my other readers about that, I will put you out of your misery in this chapter. Who lives? Who dies? Read on to find out…
Chapter 29
From the moment Barry Albeck lay a finger on the trigger of the device that was about to send him and his unwilling biological son into the next world, the chain of events that unfolded seemed to have taken place in slow-motion:
Unable to just stand there and watch his son be killed before his eyes, Jackson had suddenly made a charge at the deranged lunatic, forgetting that there was no way he would reach them before Albeck had time to squeeze the trigger, forgetting that if the gun failed the sheer drop directly behind them would do the job just as well, and forgetting that he was unarmed and would be easy pickings for the man in front of him. All common sense and reason gone, instinct and desperation were all that prevailed.
Albecks eyes widened at the unexpected lunge and he was forced to think quickly. His eyes flicked to the grassy edge behind him to the gun and back to Jackson. For a brief second the wheels in his warped mind whirred, and as his gaze turned to the figure that was currently trying to stop Jackson another dark lightbulb came on.
Aaron had to break his almost hypnotic state of horror as he saw Jackson move forward. He had just managed to get a grip of him when his eyes noticed a movement in front. He saw Albeck move the gun from the trembling child's head, point it forward and smirk triumphantly at him as he realised who he was aiming at, and gently pulled the trigger.
Had the shot been undeterred it would have put a hole in the left side of Jackson Walsh's chest and that would've been the end of him. However this was thwarted due to Jackson finding himself, to his own surprise, suddenly face-down on the damp earth after being shoved almost violently to the ground.
From there he heard the gun go off and his blood ran cold as he heard a cry of pain to his left. Head snapping upwards he saw to his horror his husband slowly sinking to his knees, hand clasped over his upper left side, face paling and screwing up with pain, red fluid leaking through his fingers.
"DAD!"
"AARON!"
Jackson made to dive after Aaron but was stopped dead by a harsh clicking noise. Forcing his eyes to look back up he saw an arrogant but strangely surprised looking Barry Albeck leering at him, Kalum silently crying in his arms, one of Albecks arms now wrapped around his neck with the freshly cocked gun pointing upwards under his chin.
"Not the target I was aiming for." He tutted as he looked at Aaron slumped on the ground, still alive and breathing but obviously in agony as he glared at the fiend in front of him, Jackson beside him resorting to praying that this was all a nightmare and he would wake up any second. "But it'll do. Now….." he jabbed the gun against the soft underside of Kalum's jaw "Time to finish this."
Picking up from where he left off he nudged the gun steadily upwards, tilting Kay's chin up slightly, grinning sadistically.
"G'night, sweetheart." He murmured with a cruel smile, laying a now steady finger once more on the trigger.
Jackson squeezed his eyes shut, the last tinniest bit of hope dying, not able to watch this. "We love you so much, Kalum." He croaked, not physically able to raise his voice any higher but hoping Kalum heard as he tried to prepare himself for the worst. Aaron was doing the same beside him, the last bit of hope fading from his eyes as a new form of pain that had nothing to do with the bullet wound filled them.
Then they heard the blood-curdling scream, followed by another gunshot, and felt their hearts shatter.
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Jackson felt his world collapse around him in that brief half-second after the gunshot. His mind was going ninety, so many things colliding with one another. This was it; his son was dead, his little boy was gone, his husband would probably be following him any second. His head was buzzing, the sound of the scream still ringing in his ears….
He frowned; the scream didn't seem to be ringing so much as …. on-going. Which was impossible because the dead don't scream…
Mind finally registering an important detail he had overlooked in his panicked state his eyes snapped open. That scream was too deep to belong to a child.
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Kalum had heard what Jackson had said, and of course he had believed every word of it. Both this and seeing this bad man hurt his dad had made him more determined to fight back.
Acting quickly and on instinct he had swiftly jerked his chin off the mouth of the gun, scraping the underside of it as he did so, and seeing Albecks gun-holding hand so close to his mouth he could only think of one thing to do
He placed his mouth on the hand and bit down, hard.
All this had happened so quickly a very startled Albeck had little or no time to think, his first reaction being a startled and pained roar as several sharp little teeth sank into the flesh of his hand. His fingers reflexively squeezed down on the trigger, causing another bullet to go off with a large bang, thankfully sailing just past Kalums head harmlessly into the stratosphere.
Although his ears felt like they'd exploded after the gun going off so near to his head and he was getting the unpleasant taste of blood in his mouth mixed with the lingering tang caused by the rolling-up of many cigarettes Kalum desperately kept hold, knowing this was his only chance of getting away.
His idea miraculously worked. Instinctively Albeck drew back his maimed hand sharply, almost taking most of Kay's teeth with it with the speed, and the other hand let go causing the six year old to fall to the ground with a thud as Albeck nursed his injured hand.
Although winded and slightly bruised from the fall Kay wasted no time trying desperately to drag himself forward before Albeck had time to recover, Jackson seeing this lunged towards the child, grabbing him quickly.
But Albeck wasn't to be beaten that easily. Getting over the worse of his minor injury he grappled snarling for the dropped gun rather than the child, deciding it was better to make a full house of it.
But his other hand sustained another injury as it found the grip of the fallen revolver, wincing in pain as a foot stamped down ferociously on it. Stunned, he looked up to find a wounded, bloodied, but very much alive Aaron Walsh glaring down at him, teeth gritted in agony, eyes full of hatred and right foot moving back.
There was a crunching noise, a yelp and a grunt as Aaron's foot collided forcefully with the centre of Albecks face, sending him sprawling, broken nose now gushing blood. Snarling and ignoring the sharp pang of pain as he moved Aaron brought his foot back again; ready to kick the bastard right over the edge of the cliff.
"Dad."
Aaron looked back to see his son watching him in Jackson's arms, still shaking even though Jackson had taken off his jacket and wrapped him in it and was now holding him so tightly he could hardly breathe, which wasn't helped by the asthma. In the background Aaron also noticed the police running towards them, having moved in without alerting them.
As much as he craved the satisfaction of sending this psychopath straight to hell himself, he didn't want his little boy to see him as a killer and he didn't want to miss out on him growing up by spending the next few years in prison.
Kicking the gun over the side of the cliff and leaning over despite the agony of his bullet wound he gripped the front of a dazed Barry Albecks jacket and looked into his face as he growled
"I win."
With a spit in the face for good measure Aaron left the police to do their business with the pathetic waste of human skin and started back towards his family, teeth gritted against the throbbing pain above his chest.
Kalum was crying in Jackson's arms, the full impact of what had just happened in those brief couple of minutes now hitting him hard. Jackson had hurriedly untied the tight rope around his wrists and grimaced at the reddened and bruised flesh beneath before hugging his son tightly and destroying his little face with kisses, eyes filling with tears even as he comforted his shaken son.
"Shhh it's alright now baby, I'm here. Everything's ok now."
"But dad…" Kay moaned against Jackson's chest. "Dad's going to be fine, sweetheart." Jackson was still getting over his shock of seeing Aaron shoot forward once he saw Albecks attention being diverted and as much as he didn't like violence in this case he was more than happy to make an exception, especially as it proved there couldn't be much wrong with his hot-headed partner.
Aaron was halted before he could reach them by one of the police officers "Sir you've been wounded, you need immediate medical attention-"
"That can wait." Aaron snapped. It had taken him this long to see his son, he was damned if he'd wait any longer.
"Sir your wound could be very serious, you need to let us take you to hospital!"
"Not until I've seen my son!" Aaron snarled, prepared to shove the officer out of his way if need be.
The officer was losing patience "Sir please keep in mind that you're losing a lot of blood, you may scare the child."
Aaron very nearly snorted at this; Kay had just spent over twenty four hours with a dangerous lunatic and had only just gotten out of being obliterated by the skin of his teeth (literally) and this muppet thinks a little blood will scare him?
But still he tried to be amiable "Please, just for one second. I have to see him!"
The officer frowned as he took in Aarons pleading face, with evidence of his lack of sleep present and worry lines only starting to disappear. He sighed
"Two seconds, no more."
Kalum eyes widened as Aaron's face came into view, like Jackson's it was pale, clammy and the eyes looked a bit wet but the relief flooding his features was clear to see.
"Dad! He shot you!"
"Never mind that." Aaron brushed it off as if it was nothing before reaching his good arm in to thumb away a drizzle of blood from the corner of Kalums mouth. So many things he wanted to say in two seconds but couldn't decide which.
"Come on Mr Walsh." The officer called, physically nearly steering Aaron away now. Before he could do so Aaron leant in towards his son and stroked his face with his good hand, thumbing away tears and looking him straight in his gorgeous brown eyes "I love you, so, so much."
"'Love you too." was the last thing Aaron heard before being practically hauled away by the police officer.
Jackson smiled proudly after his husband. Even with a bullet wound in his shoulder he was still a stubborn sod.
"I think we best get you two to hospital as well." The chief inspector nodded at Kalum's heaving chest "That needs to be taking care of amongst other things."
Jackson agreed and turned to follow her but had barely taken three steps before hearing a yell behind him.
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Heads whipping back they saw an officer lying sprawled on his back, mouth starting to leak blood. Pushing himself up quickly he shouted at the stunned party "He's jumped! I tried putting the cuffs, he walloped me one and now he's bloody jumped!"
Several black-capped heads hurriedly rushed to the side of the cliff and peered over. But there was no body to be seen on the ground several metres below.
Frowning, the officers scanned the area below with their eyes. It's only then one beady-eyed officer noticed a detail previously overlooked. Shouting back he called out "There's a lower ledge! It connects to the other side! He's done a runner!"
As panic started rising the chief inspector roared "Get after him! Don't lose him! Block all road exits!" She looked apologetically at Jackson "I'm sorry but I have to take this. One of the team will escort you to the hospital."
"Do whatever you have to." Jackson nodded, holding Kay even tighter as the search continued for this crafty blighter, half-scared he had done another Houdini yet again and wouldn't be caught this time.
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Thankfully they made it to the hospital without any trouble. Aaron had already been admitted and was currently undergoing some tests.
Kalum's asthma had quickly been treated and he was breathing normally again, and while he was still trembling slightly the worst of the effects seemed to have worn off. However his panic reinstated as a nurse explained "We have to take the child in for examination now."
"No!" Kalum replied hurriedly, arms tightening around Jackson's neck, not wanting to go anywhere.
"Why does he need to be examined?" Jackson asked, not wanting to be parted from him in such a short space of time either.
"For one thing we need to check his hearing. It's nothing short of a miracle the child can hear at all after being at so close a range to an off-going gun. Also we need to do an all-over check-up to determine his general health after being in the hands of a mentally unstable individual for over twenty-four hours. I'm afraid it's compulsory, failure to cooperate consciously will leave with us no choice but to sedate him."
"Can I not go in with him?" "I'm afraid not sir. But don't worry he's in very good hands I assure you, it won't take an hour."
Jackson still didn't like it. He knew that there would be no other option but to sedate him because at the minute Kay wasn't willing to part with him for love nor money but hated the idea of being parted from his son so soon after getting him back and having him sedated like an animal, especially when he shared Jackson's hatred of needles.
With no other option he nodded grimly at the nurse who turned away to prepare the injection. To distract Kay he said "Hey buddy, can I get a hug off you?" Totally unaware of anything Kalum nodded and gave him a hug, and barely felt the needle enter his flesh as he looked over Jackson's shoulder. Within 10 seconds he was out like a light and Jackson begrudgingly handed him over. "Back soon, baby." He muttered, laying a kiss on the side of the unconscious child's head.
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P.C Redmond had been combing the wooded area for quite some time now and still his search had been fruitless. After the initial excitement of the force deciding to close in after hearing Albecks threats over the wire he was now bored. Even the news that the criminal had escaped had done little to enthuse him; he'd hardly come anywhere near the lowlands where Redmond had been assigned as there was no road to escape on.
While he tried for the hundredth time to ask himself what was even the point of him being here his eye caught sight of something he hadn't noticed earlier. The dim sunlight which had just come out was gleaming off something shiny to his left. Curious, he advanced towards it, baton in hand.
As he drew nearer he felt like he'd hit the jackpot. Right there in the densest part of the undergrowth was the black Mercedes, and even better there was an old forgotten dirt road right behind it, the only means of escape not blocked off by the police.
Already planning what he'd say when he'd accept his promotion Redmond whistled as he opened the door of the unlocked car, peering inside to see if he could discover anything else of worth. He frowned as he noticed the light behind him starting to dim, surely it wasn't about to start raining again?
He felt the rush of air behind him and looked up too late before he suffered a severe unexpected blow to the side of his cranium.
Falling to the ground he shuddered, spasmed, and then lay still. He never knew who or what hit him.
Behind him a distressed Barry Albeck dropped his weapon, shaking. He gazed from his trembling, freshly bloodied hands to the jagged rock he'd used to cave Greg Redmond's skull in, to the body of the young man lying motionless on the ground in front of him, auburn hair now being stained red on one side.
Retching despite himself, he hopped into the vehicle, started it up and drove off, leaving the corpse of the young policeman to sully on the forest floor.
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Jackson wasn't surprised to find Cain, Chas and Hazel in the waiting room. A ll were just as haggard and worn out looking as he was, Chas especially. They greeted him with anxious looks.
"Well what's happening? Is he ok? Where is he?" Hazel immediately started interrogating her son.
"He's fine, a bit shaken up obviously but other than that he's going to be just fine. Only cuts and bruises." Jackson addressed all three of them "He's just in getting checked up and he'll be able to come home today."
The sense of relief could be felt in the air. Just then Chas asked "What about Aaron? How badly hurt is he? These damn doctors won't tell me anything!"
"Aaron's alright too, honestly. He got shot just below the left shoulder and I don't know if it's anything serious yet but he seemed ok for the most part earlier." Jackson answered civilly. "Thank God!" Chas groaned, burying her head in her hands.
Jackson noticed Hazel's eyelids were drooping every couple of seconds. "You lot should go home and get some sleep." All three started to protest causing him to continue "There's no more you can do here, it's all being looked after. I promise I'll call if there's any updates."
While Hazel gave in and went to call Bob the other two were not so easily consoled. "I'm not leaving until I know for certain that Aaron's alright." Chas said firmly. Cain also flat out refused.
Before he could argue Jackson was distracted by a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see a smiling nurse behind him "Are you the partner of a Mr Aaron Walsh?"
He confirmed that he was and she continued "He's been asking for you this past while. It's ok now if you'd like to go in and see him."
"That's great, thanks." He nodded. Before she could leave Chas hurriedly asked "Would it be alright if I go in as well? I'm his mother." The nurse paused before replying "I'm sure that'd be just fine, I just need to run that by Mr Walsh first."
She disappeared briefly through a door. When she returned she looked a bit uncomfortable "I'm sorry, but he says he just wants his partner there."
Chas looked ashen as she tried desperately "Does he know who's asking? Maybe he's confused?" The nurse shook her head "He was quite specific Ms Dingle, he's adamant that only his husband be allowed entry. Maybe he simply doesn't want to be crowded just yet."
"Sure." Chas replied bitterly, knowing full well the real reason. Jackson couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards her; although the abduction could've been prevented had she not left Kay on his own she had never intended for it to happen and had simply made a mistake that anyone could've made.
Entering the room Jackson was surprised to see Aaron sitting upright in a hospital bed.
"What's happening?" he asked. "Have to stay overnight; they need to operate on the shoulder." Aaron replied before smiling at Jackson's worried face "Don't worry, it's just a small one to check the internal damage and I'll be able to come home first thing tomorrow."
"Oh right." Jackson replied, relieved, before coming to sit on the edge of his husband's bed and taking his good hand into his own. Giving it a kiss he asked with a grin "So, how's my hero feeling?"
Aaron rolled his eyes "Shut up."
"I'm serious, there's not many people who'd take a bullet for me. A few who'd like to put a bullet in me, granted, but less who'd take one." "
"Well I'm not "many people" am I?" Aaron replied with a smile "Besides I've done crazier things."
"Such as?"
Aaron's only reply was "Can't tell you that, the shock of them alone would put you in an early grave." Jackson snorted before tenderly running a finger along Aaron's jaw "Thanks for that, babe." He muttered. "Anytime." Aaron smirked as Jackson leaned in for a kiss.
When they parted they spoke of course about Kalum. As expected it was killing Aaron that he couldn't see him until tomorrow after barely being able to talk to him at all. Jackson decided not to go into detail about the redness and the amount of bruises on Kalum's upper arms as it would only either upset or flare up Aaron. Aaron had heard of Albecks escape, "He won't come here, the security's too high. But until he's either captured or dead don't let Kay out of your sight!"
This brought Jackson to his next subject "Babe, I know how upset and angry you are with her at the minute but do you not think you're being too hard on your mum?"
Aaron leant his head back and sighed, but more exasperatingly than angrily "We trusted her to take care of Kalum for four days, Jackson. Four fucking days! And in that time she somehow manages to let him be taken by a revenge-hungry nutter!"
"You know she never meant for this to happen, it's obvious that it's torn her apart and Cain's right, she blames herself enough for it without everyone else pointing the finger at her."
"If anything had happened to Kalum I would never have forgiven her." Aaron answered softly, not able to bring himself to elaborate the sentence.
"Neither would I, babe, but thankfully nothing did happen. She may have made the worst mistake in the world but at the end of the day it was a mistake. We have to cut her some slack."
After a couple of thoughtful seconds Aaron sighed "I know. Tell her… tell her I know it's not her fault and I'm sorry for how I dealt with it, but also tell her to just leave me be for a few days to let me get over it. We'll be fine."
Jackson smiled and rubbed the inside of Aaron's good arm "Good man, proud of you."
Just then the young nurse who had admitted Jackson re-entered. "Are you ready to enter the surgery room Mr Walsh?"
"Why not, the sooner we get this over with the sooner I can leave." Aaron grunted. She tutted and raised an eyebrow at Jackson "Little ray of sunshine your fella is, sir." "That he is." Jackson agreed, still fondly stroking the inside of Aarons arm "The original Mr Brightside."
As Aaron rolled his eyes she chuckled "Well what I'm about to give him a dose of should lighten him up a bit before he goes unconscious. On the count of three, Mr Walsh?"
"Sure, whatever." Aaron subtly gripped Jackson's hand tighter as the large needle went in, still trying to keep up the tough man image to Jackson's amusement. "Nice tattoo you have there." She smiled as way of distraction, nodding at the name tattoo on the left of his chest "Thanks, if any of your lot in there wrecks it they'll be paying for a new one." Aaron replied, only half-joking. She couldn't help but grin at her grumpy patient as she extracted the needle. "I assure you we won't need to cut you up that far down. Now just give that a few seconds to kick in."
It certainly didn't take long for the anaesthetic to take effect as within a few seconds Aaron was grinning stupidly and his eyes were flicking all around the room like a curious child.
"How're you feeling now Mr Walsh?" the nurse smirked, knowing full well what she was doing.
Aaron smiled brightly at her "Fan-fucking-tabulous!" he replied brightly, speech slightly slurred.
"Well you're looking fantabulous, sir." She smiled. He tutted and raised his good arm "Now love you can't be at that now; married man I am, it wouldn't be right, it wouldn't worrrrrk!"
"Well isn't that a pity." Aaron shook his head and tried raising his left arm to show her his wedding band before wincing in pain. Jackson, who was desperately trying to hold in his giggles, gently made him put it down causing his head to turn in surprise as if only just realising Jackson was there.
His face burst into another big smile "Aw look, he's here!" he slurred "My Jay. Isn't he the bestest?"
"He is indeed, Aaron." She chuckled as Aaron started rubbing Jackson's arm similarly to how Jackson had been doing a few minutes earlier, still grinning like an idiot. Jackson wished he'd had brought a camera to record all this for later on.
"Shall we get going Mr Walsh?" Jackson reluctantly started to move off the bed only for Aaron to quickly re-grab his hand "Wait! There's something I forgot to tell you!"
"What's that, babe?"
"I heard on this information programme that if everybody in the whole world who worked in McDonalds all held hands…." He dropped his voice like it was a precious secret "…. You'd have to make your own burger!"
It was all Jackson could do not to break out in a fit of laughter; he didn't know which was funnier, the ludicrous statement or the completely serious look on Aaron's face when he said it. "No babe, you heard that on Mrs Browns boys." He replied.
"Mrs Browns boys? Did you know Mrs Brown is a man? And that he's married to the one who plays his daughter?" Aaron scrunched up his face "That's just weirrrrd!"
"Thought you Dingles were all for the inter-marriage." Jackson chuckled. Aaron shook his head "'m not a Dingle, I'm Walsh. I have it on my passport…. Where's my passport?" he started looking around as though expecting it to come out of nowhere.
"Never mind your passport." The nurse said brightly "Let's go get this over with will we, Aaron? So you can go home to your little boy?"
"My boy?" Aaron looked pensive before starting to babble softly as she lowered his bed into a lying position. "Yeah. My Kalum. My Jackson. My boys." He looked up at her earnestly "You know the thing about my boys?" he slurred. "What?" she smiled "They're my pride and joy. If anyone tells you they're not, they're lying alright? Don't believe them."
"I certainly won't." she promised. Jackson watched on, touched even though he knew Aaron was smacked off his head. Before he was wheeled away Jackson leaned in "I best be going before you start seeing the pink elephants, babe." He smiled "But me and Kay will be here when you wake up."
For the first time Aaron looked a bit anxious, like a lost child. "Promise?"
"I promise." Jackson answered before leaning in closer for a kiss "I'm so proud of you. I love you."
"Lub you tooo." Aaron slurred before finally zoning out completely, eyes shutting. Jackson forced himself to tear his eyes away and thanked the nurse as she with the help of some other doctors steered an unconscious Aaron out of the room and down the corridor to surgery.
He then met with a distressed Chas outside and helped brighten her up with Aaron's news. She definitely seemed a lot more cheerful leaving with Cain, most likely because of Aaron's olive branch. As he could do no more here, he went to pick up his still unconscious son and bring him home at last.
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How long he had been driving for, Barry had no idea. Where he was driving, he knew even less. His muddled mind was causing him too much pain to think.
He was all too conscious of the drying blood on his hands as they gripped the steering wheel; some of it his, most of it the young officers he had bludgeoned earlier.
So, he was in fact capable of murder. Strangely the thought shocked him. He wasn't sure why; after all wasn't he ready not three hours ago to murder a six year old boy? He guessed it was one thing being prepared to do it beforehand and another about how it felt afterwards. He hadn't given much thought to how he would feel afterwards as the original plan had been to take himself out as well.
Well Barry there's another fine mess you've got yourself into.
Albecks head flicked around, startled at the sound of a voice in his car. At first he could see nothing, but then as he focused he could make out the figure of another person in the passenger seat beside him, a man. The man was smirking.
Albeck scowled, the dried blood from his busted nose cracking as he did so "What do you want?"
Fine way to greet your mate. The figure chuckled, not in the least offended. Just wanted to congratulate you on your victorious plan, very well executed. The figure started clapping its hands mockingly before stalling in mock realisation Oh wait hang on. That's right, it was a failure. Just like everything else in your life.
"Why don't you just go?" Albeck roared.
The figure ignored him. Couldn't just get it over with, could you? Nooo, big bad Barry has to be the tough man with his speeches like they do in the movies. Give them time to plan out an escape…
"Get lost!"
Like you are, you mean? You're doing what you've always done now aren't you Barry boy? You're running. Brave Barry with his revolver, had the chance to take out not one, not two, but three people who ruined his life but instead he's gone back to running….
"Why are you doing this to me?" Albeck pleaded pathetically.
Because it's time you grew a backbone. Only for what happened earlier…. The figure smirked at the bloodstained hands …. I wouldn't say you had any in you. But you're capable, you're more than capable…
"Of what?" Albeck moaned.
Suddenly Eli lay a hand on the steering wheel, …. Of stopping the running. It's time to stop, Barry.
Albeck groaned pitifully "Help me!"
The figure grinned It's always been you and me in this together, Barry boy.
Albeck nodded and turned on the radio, flicking it to a particular track and both he and his "friend" listened in silence.
His gaze remained dead set ahead as the speedometer hit 80, 100, 120. The road was silent, which was good because there was no stopping him now.
He could feel the adrenaline, feel the danger, he felt more alive than he had felt in years. Eli remained close, hand on the steering wheel, muttering encouragement every so often.
Yesterday's a dream,
I face the morning
Crying on the breeze,
The pain is calling….
They were here now, just beyond this next sharp turn, Albeck doubling the speed.
No turning back now boyo…..
He could feel the blood pumping as he rounded the bend, feel the fists clenching as the wooden fence drew nearer….
No more running, boyo.
As Albeck turned to say something he saw to his shock that he was completely alone once more in the car. But it was too late to stop it now…
Oh Mandy won't you listen to what I gotta say,
Oh Mandy don't you let me throw it all away
Oh Mandy won't you listen to what I gotta say….
The fence smashed like plywood and the vehicle was airborn…
And I need you today oh Ma-
There was an almighty splash….
There was a sizzle and flash of electricity….
There were a few bubbles…
And then there was no more.
…..TBC
I know that was hardly the equivalent of Skyfall but I hope the chapter was good enough for you.:) I added in Aarons anaesthetic effects as a bit of humour, based on an experience I once had at the dentists where the needle didn't hit the right place and I ended up high as a kite for a few hours.:) And yes, I did rip off a few Mrs Browns boys references as well as Carl Kings death scene in this chapter. Song belongs to Barry Manilow. Eli originally belongs to Hollyoaks (how many of you copped the link? ;) )
I noticed a few particular concerns in the reviews about how all this will affect Kalum, and I promise to address this and more in the next chapter. Until then, thank you for reading. And remember, if you have any criticisms don't be afraid to tell me but keep in mind that there's a difference between being critical and just being plain rude. Hope to see you soon!:)
