Sid heard a fire from deep inside the building that made him hope it wasn't that Arnold or Helga were harmed. Peering around the corner he saw that Gould was missing bringing another worry as he scanned around him to see if anyone spotted him yet. He let down his guard in his concern as old instincts took over. He felt he needed tons of disinfectant spray to counter the creepiness he was experiencing. He shuddered in thought wishing he had a frog with him all of a sudden. Soon Stinky's voice entered his brain.
What has he done?
That was the most prevalent question. He allowed the beauty of his life to rule his previous one. He was so sick of appearing as weak that he wanted to be strong. Visions at how strong Arnold could be when facing anything almost made him jealous. Helga coming to the rescue that one day had him crushing on her even harder. He knew he would face jail time, but he hoped he would get out in plenty of time to see his old friends to make amends. Hearing a click near him, Sid turned his head to face Gould's Magnum.
"The little rat has come to play." Gould's voice was as smooth as melted butter.
Sid gulped hoping to make his next move. This was the first time of hearing him speak, but not the first time he has been scared under that gaze.
Arnold blinked at how the shot hit him against the side loosening up the ropes. Helga's face appeared so disappointed as she apologized to Scheck and Bruce even as she insisted she could do this as she raised that gun up again.
"You'll pay for everything you done to my family and myself." She sniffed as she lowered it down to look at Bruce helplessly. "Help me."
Arnold watched as Bruce moved behind her. Hated that he kept touching her as she nodded her understanding once more.
"I believe in you." Bruce said as he watched Arnold's face go back to fear. It was beautiful justice for what he did to his beloved.
Pursing her lips, Helga aimed the weapon hitting his ropes near his wrist. "I'm horrible." She complained.
"Now, now, our dear sweet Anna. You can do it. Just take a deep breath and release." Scheck instructed sweetly as he winked at Arnold.
Arnold watched how Bruce moved a little farther to her side to watch the show more while Helga readied herself more. Taking a deep breath she coughed as she squeezed another shot. Telling them she could do this she cocked the gun again before quickly aiming it at Bruce hitting him square in the arm. Arnold blinked as he began to move his free hand away from the torn rope to remove the rope from his waist as Helga continued to squeeze out another shot hitting Bruce on the side of the leg.
Arnold saw Scheck run out making him go through the rope faster even as Bruce brought out a weapon of his own to aim at her, but Helga being quicker shot the gun right out of his grip. What amazed him was her ability to reload the gun in her own hand without much fuss. He'll question how she managed to do that so well like a pro later as he rose up just in time to see Bruce charging at her making him tackle him in the side.
"Scheck is getting away." Helga told him as she picked up the other gun.
Laying a punch to Bruce's face, Arnold moved to her side as he took the extra gun. "You a pick pocket to have more bullets on hand?"
"Of course. Now you handle Scheck and I'll handle this ape." Helga held such a evil smirk on her face as she watched Bruce struggle to get up. "I want to teach him what doesn't belong to him." She could easily shoot him dead in his tracks, but wanted to play with him a little.
"But I can't just leave you." Arnold kicked back to hit Bruce squarely in the stomach knocking him back.
Giving him a quick kiss, Helga smiled. "Arnold we have to end this now. Go get Scheck. Kick his damn ass."
Unhappy to do this, but even he knew it needed to be done as he quickly ran out of there. Helga considered Bruce knowing his skills from watching him practice as a good little slave. She'll shoot him quickly if need be, but it is time to beat his ass for the time being.
Ignoring the pain in his arm and leg, Bruce stood up facing her. "You don't belong to him at all. Ever since I met you you might of been a pain, but a pain I could easily tolerate. Someone who became so perfect. We are to be married."
Faking a yawn, Helga enjoyed the weight of the gun in her hand. It had been a long time since she fired a gun, but she knew every basic. She was glad she lifted some things off Scheck and Bruce while in the midst of hugging them. "Nope. You see here, I'm already married to the man who just ran out to get your damned boss." Bruce's face changed to bitterness. "Oh I'm so so sorry, but he is more man than you'll ever be. At least he never hits me or brainwashes me."
Narrowing his eyes, Bruce didn't want to attack her since he fell deeply for the woman. Even in this light of such primal fierceness she was magnificent. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You already did. Perhaps you would of been better off with Lila if I didn't toss her down a waterfall." Helga thought she was insulting him till a smile formed on his face.
"We all have been dying to do that. We all hated her." He chuckled softly. "You are perfect."
She wanted to retort back to him till she heard fighting outside. Helga kept her eyes fixed on Bruce just tired of him while yawning for real. "Bored." Was all she whispered out before squeezing off a shot narrowly missing him after he moved out of the way. Guess it was time for them to dance.
Sid stared down the barrel of the gun as sweat formed at his temple. This wasn't the way he wanted to die. First redeem yourself in the eyes of your friends, pay for your crimes, and come out of jail hopefully at least young enough to have a full life.
"Hey, hey, I'm just here to help you out. All of you. I want to pledge my undying loyalty to Scheck. I love this life." Sid knew his act wasn't successful with how nervous he sounded. He felt he was dancing his feet over the many germs of life with not enough Lysol in the world to save him.
Gould wasn't having it as he tensed his finger against the trigger readying it. "Worm." Feeling something hard hit him against the head, Gould stumbled as he tried to fight the edge of darkness wishing to plague him into passing out.
Sid looked to see Gerald standing there shaking his head down at the struggling man. Wondered when he got here, but didn't care as Gerald punched, Gould hard in the face bringing him down. "You okay, Sid?"
Sid was blinking his eyes. "Uh, yeah, yeah. When did you get here? How did you find me?"
Stepping forward, Gerald removed the tracker from his clothes. "Slipped this on you before you left. Where is Arnold and Helga?"
"Inside. I haven't been in there yet, but I heard several shots in there." He looked towards the wall as if he was able to see through it. "I hope they're fine."
"We'll find out soon enough. Come on." Gerald bided as he went into the location he came from.
Bruce held her tight against the waist as he lifted her high up in the air before slamming her back against the wall. Losing some air from her lungs, Helga looked down to his leering face as she quickly cupped her hands together to slam down hard against the top of his head before being dropped to the ground on top of him. Not wanting to be in this position, Helga squirmed away from him far enough away, but not far enough when she felt her ankles grabbed. Trying to kick at him, Helga was flipped over like she was nothing to have him pin her down.
"Guess I have to force myself on you." Bruce breathed out as he held her tightly down. "Give a little gift to you that you can't get rid of in nine months."
Both horrified and inflamed with anger, Helga wiggled her legs free enough to knee him straight into the groin so hard that she felt amused at the look of pain on his face even as he squeaked. Pushing him off her, Helga crawled fast to the discarded guns he kicked away from her earlier to grab it, flip over to sit still on her rear as she cocked the gun.
"I knew you were volatile, but that is reprehensible to want to do with any woman." She fumed as he went forward to attack her again. "This is for the safety of our baby, Arnold." She added to herself as she squeezed off a shot hitting him squarely where the heart lied. Getting up, she kept herself standing where she was as Bruce stared at her in surprise.
"I love you." He was struggling to breath already as he started to choke.
She held no expression on her face as she could only keep a stony look in her eyes. "You don't know what love is. Enjoy hell." Hearing a helicopter approaching she looked up to wonder where Arnold was right now.
Scheck did catch sight of plenty of fighting now happening outside this building, but not willing to risk himself for those he paid, he continued up to the roof where the approaching helicopter was flying to. His smile began to widen as he noticed that no one was following him. Bruce probably already done away with that weird headed kid and probably has Helga right now. Bruce always had a way of getting out of any situation as if he was some type of cat.
Watching the helicopter land, Scheck made his way to it enjoying a smooth getaway. Reaching the open door, he placed his foot on the outer rung ladder to climb in when:
*Click*
His head slowly rising he met the cold hard stare of a dignified looking Japanese man. His cold hard stare told Scheck he would have no way of bargaining with him. Scheck did try as he spoke as if they were discussing personal matters over tea time. "Good afternoon, dear sir. Who may I say you are?"
The males mouth inched up in a amused expression even if his eyes did not appear amused. "Giro Yoshida." The look in Scheck's eyes showed that at least he knew him. "You messed with the wrong family."
"Arnold and Helga hold no relation to you so that holds no bearing here." Scheck pointed out in a most stupid way, he had to admit.
"Wrong." Making sure to push him out of the helicopter again, Giro smoothly exited the cabin before landing on the ground. "They may be extended family to the Yoshida clan, but they are family. We always protect our own. Who else did you think manage to clean up law enforcement so efficiently?" In all honesty, Giro hated to brag, but the look on opposing members did hold some amusement for him.
Scheck swallowed the lump in his throat as he tried to act bold. "So what now? You going to end me?"
A smirk formed as Giro placed his hands behind his back. "No, but he might."
Catching how Giro indicated to look behind him with a casual look, Scheck turned around to see Arnold standing there. "Him? Ha!"
"He who underestimates others shows his own weakness." Giro told him from behind his back.
Arnold kept his focus on Scheck as he continued to walk forward. He hoped that Helga was alright. He could see that help has already arrived by glancing at, Giro. He wanted this to end so he can begin his life with her. Raise their child. Stopping just close enough he stared.
Scheck laughed at his version of attempting to frighten him. "You think this will scare me, little man? You have another thing coming to you. Once I'm done with you I'll just claim her again."
"I get that you are trying to get under my skin, but this is just pathetic, Scheck. I get that Helga is amazing because I wouldn't of married her otherwise." He almost stopped to laugh at Scheck's eyes widening. "But it ends here today. No more of you killing innocent women. No more kidnapping and brainwashing my wife. No more shady deals."
"What are you going to do, kill me?"
He looked at his supposed mocking behavior towards him, but Arnold wasn't having it. "If I must. It that is the only way you won't bother us again, then yes I will."
Scheck's eyebrow raised at that. "You don't have the stomach for it." He reaches quietly into his jacket to retrieve his switchblade only to find it missing.
Producing the switchblade, Arnold held it up. "Looking for this?"
"How did you do that?"
"Helga is a marvelous pick pocket and an actress. She really fooled you both." Arnold said with pride.
Scheck had a flashback many years ago of a nine year old stopping him from tearing apart his neighborhood and everything in between. The planning in prison, forming an empire from behind bars that went forth, kidnapping the same three kids, before snatching Helga away, the brainwashing, to him actually falling for the girl himself. Growling, Scheck launched himself forward to end him once and for all.
Arnold stayed still watching a well dressed man act like a bull. He wasn't even a little afraid of him. If he was Bob charging at him, well that is a completely different story all together. Bob could easily be compared to enraged bull. Scheck was more of a raging Pomeranian dog.
Waiting for him to come close enough, Arnold moved to the side to kick him in the side causing Scheck to stumble to the side. Hearing another insult of his own cowardice, Arnold kept his eyes fixed still on him while Giro looked on with some pride at the young male. Even he had an idea what Arnold was planning.
Scheck's eyes seemed to blaze a brighter green while his lip curled up and he ran after Arnold again. "When I get my hands on you, I'm going to kill you slowly."
"Tell me why you felt the need to kill all those women? Is this all just to get to me? That is a lot of work." Arnold spoke calmly as he ducked down low to swing his leg out to pull his own legs out from under Scheck. Watching him land hard, Arnold moved to another spot.
Getting up, Scheck's mouth twitched in his anger as he felt his vision cloud. "It was my way of giving you a hint. I knew you would look at any female who was blonde. I knew you never stopped looking for her, but she is mines. MINES!"
"Scarlett Tinnon, Patricia Wilson, Elizabeth Franklin, Nancy Smith, and those four other blonde women are all you?" Arnold had to give their families closure. They deserved it.
"Yes to all of that. I killed them but I could never kill Helga. She's mines. She will always be mines. I will do this all over again. She can run, but I will find her." Licking his lips, Scheck snarled. "And you will be buried six feet under."
Hearing his cry out, Arnold watched him charge again. It was obvious he never fought if this is all he could do. He was nothing but a weak business man surrounding himself with others who will do his dirty work. He knew that if he went to jail again, Scheck will just rebuild. He will come back out and the same dance will continue. Many of his loved ones will still be unsafe with him around. Many innocent lives will suffer. He was someone who was raised to see the good in others. To help those who needed it. When he became a cop, he knew he would have to shoot others. He will kill when it is needed. He just never did a revenge thing before so that is why he was allowing Scheck to do this himself. His need for revenge will be his downfall. So as he stood there at the edge of the building, Arnold moved just in time to watch him not even slow down as he ran past him. He watched as shock and fear showed instantly in Scheck;s face. He heard the screaming before the eventual thud on the ground. Glancing down there was Scheck's broken up body just laying there.
"I'm sorry, but some things cannot be helped." Giro seemed to already hear Arnold's thoughts. "Your family is safe from him."
Arnold turned to face Giro as he shook his head. "Thank Toshi for this." Bringing out a small recording device, Arnold smiled. "I don't like doing things like that, but we all need closure."
Nodding his head, Giro smiled. "I will and yes we do need closure." Puts his hand on his shoulder. "It is a great pleasure to finally formally meet you, Arnold. You are a great honorable man."
"It was nice meeting you too. Thank you for everything." Hearing footsteps land on the roof, Arnold turned his head to Helga. "Without your help I wouldn't be raising a family with her. I'm very thankful for your help, Mr Yoshida."
"No, call me Giro, and please go to her. You both deserve it." Giro stepped away to head back to the helicopter.
Helga smiled as she went running into his arms. "Football Head." She breathed out. "Is it all over with?"
"Yes, Helga, it is." Pulling away from her to hold her at arms length, Arnold almost broke down crying. "I love you."
"I love you too." Kissing him, Helga looked over to Giro. "May I thank him too before he has to leave."
"Go ahead." Receiving another kiss from her, she dashed off to hug Giro.
Gerald came up just in time to see that touching scene as he walked up to Arnold. "You have her back and I can see that Scheck went splat down there. Sid was helpful actually by stowing away in the plane that brought you here."
"That's good. I guess we will talk to the judge and lawyers about lessening his sentence up. If you are fine with it." Arnold wondered as he looked towards Helga walking back.
"I'm more than fine with it. Shake on it." Holding his hand out, Gerald and Arnold did their age old handshake.
"Wow! I actually missed seeing that." Helga told them as she wrapped her arm around Arnold's waist.
"Welcome back, Hell Girl." Gerald greeted. "Phoebe has been dying to see you again once she gets back, but first I need time with my wife."
"And I need time with my wife." Arnold told him as he happily watched the news sneak in as he watched Gerald go from shock to excitement.
"Yes! That means when you both have kids that you need to remember us to be their godparents." Gerald knew he wouldn't be this excited a long time ago about news like this, but now he felt it was just right.
Helga and Arnold nodded their heads. "We wouldn't have it any other way."
"Nope, no way, Tall Hair boy." Helga playfully said as the sound of turbines started up along with the wind indicating that Giro had to leave. Waving at him, Helga knew it wouldn't be the last time she saw, Giro.
Releasing a breath, Arnold felt tension melt away even though they had to do reports, and go through everything of what happened here. It will be a long process, but at least he has Helga back. His wife with a baby on the way. Their baby.
A/N: That was a long chapter. Whew. I'm not done though. This isn't the conclusion. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter.