Was that last chapter enough action for ya? My heart was just beating writing it! (Jokes) Thanks to Darkdestiny2000 for the review. I'm glad you enjoyed the actionaand that you liked the bullet proof windows.I hadto figure out a way to protect those Mercer boys! Also, thanks to Typokid for thereview. Don't worry about Gunner, she's been hurt worse, but I'm glad you're concerned about her.The wounds will all be dealt with in this chapter, just wait and see. Thanks again, I always appreciate the reviews:) Well,here's the aftermath of that shootout scene. Enjoy:
Aftermath: Questions and Wounds
The wounded German Shepard could only stare out the window at the rain that began to fall. The pain that throbbed in her foot consumed her mind, so she attempted to follow the trickles of water that began moving down the window and joining with each other. As her nose followed one rapidly descending droplet, she came face to face with the cracked glass, caused by bullets from only moments before. Gunner hated the aftermath of something really big that just went down. No one ever said a word. No one dared state their fears, pain, or any other emotion welling up inside of them. The silence was deafening and Gunner wasn't sure how much more she could stand. Luckily for her, Liz's brother Michael obviously didn't know about the unspoken "silence" rule (no pun intended) and finally spoke up.
"Stop the car!" He demanded suddenly. "What!" Jerry asked from the front seat. "Liz, shut your brother up!" Bobby commanded the girl. Michael didn't have to worry about her though. She was still clutching Jack's arm, unsure of how to deal with what had just happened. "I'm not shutting up!" Michael continued, "Who the fuck are these people Liz? What the fuck just happened? What the fuck were you thinking? Why the fuck did we go back for the fucking dog?" Michael was ranting now. Every other word out of his mouth was, let's just say, not very nice, and finally Bobby had enough. He took off his seatbelt and entered the back of the van.
"I'm fucking Bobby Mercer. We just saved your fucking ass. We were thinking that you got your self into this mess, so why should we fucking help. And we went back for the dog because she fucking protected my brother and your sister!" Gunner broke into laughter as Bobby stressed each curse word to show Michael how stupid he was being. She was also proud of how Bobby noticed her rescue efforts. "Oh Yeah." Michael began with a little less confidence than before, "well, where the fu-, where are we going." "To ditch this van." Jerry answered, "The cops see us with a van full of bullet holes, there's gonna be some questions." Bobby was still staring at Michael coldly, not liking him from the start, but then again, he never liked anyone from the start.
Everyone watched in the pouring rain as the van was crushed at the junk yard. "Thanks man." Jerry said to a guy in an oil streaked mechanics suit. "No problem," He responded, "I owed you one for…well you know." Bobby looked questioningly at Jerry, who just winked, "I've got connections!" The man handed Jerry a new set of keys and the license plate from his old van. "Got one that looks just like it around the corner." He said, "Put that thing on and no one will be the wiser. As the group walked toward the vehicle, Liz stopped Bobby. "Thanks." She said. "No problem. It's what we Mercers do best!" Bobby tried to laugh it off. "Don't be too hard on my brother. He's just protective of me and likes to be in control." Elizabeth spoke these words, not once turning away from Bobby's eyes. She knew he understood what it was like to be an older brother.
The van drove along the road a little faster than Jerry would've liked, but Bobby insisted on driving. Even with his badly bleeding arm. "Bobby, you should go to the hospital." Jerry said, unsure how his brother would take it. Bobby just smirked, "No." Bobby wanted to drive for a reason. He knew that if Jerry was behind the wheel, they would end up at the hospital no matter what. "Jack's shot too! Not to mention Angel." Jerry began to raise his voice. He knew that Jack being shot would strike a chord with Bobby. "Good." Jerry thought. Maybe then he'd stop getting into trouble, or at least drive them to the hospital. Bobby didn't respond. "It's nothing Jerry, I'm fine." Jack said as Jerry looked over at the blood spot covering Jack's shoulder. "Yeah." Angel agreed, "If some white boy can take it, I can." Angel laughed at his own joke while playfully kicking his younger brother with his foot. Jack rolled his eyes and attempted to punch him back, but Angel was just too good and expertly dodged the attack. "Don't make me reach back there!" Jerry said. "I swear I'll turn this car around!" Bobby chimed in. Gunner barked her happiness at the playful antics the brothers were showing. Angel turned to Jack, "I'm not sure mommy can drive this car." Jack smiled and added, "Yeah, I bet she's been drinking again!" Bobby slammed on the brakes and everyone went flying. "Not so funny now is it ya little fairy?" Bobby asked, slamming onto the gas and sending everyone flying back into their seats. Everyone was in stitches of laughter. "Are you okay?" Tyler asked Gunner concerned about her foot. "Yeah." She replied, "I've been through worse." She painfully remembered back to the day the guys in the hockey masks showed up, but forcefully changed the subject of her mind to the laughter still occurring in the car. "Who's in our driveway?" Angel asked, catching a car he didn't recognize. As they pulled up in front of the house, a look of recognition came onto Bobby's face. No one had to ask Bobby about his expression though, for at that moment Kari came out of the house with a screaming Sofi not far behind.
"What were you thinking?" Sofi asked Angel, pressing hard with the bandage on his arm. "Ow!" Angel cried, "O, come on baby, it's not that bad!" Kari also was fussing over Bobby. "You have to go to the hospital!" she cried angrily. "What happened?" she asked Jerry, "and why aren't you hurt?" Jerry felt guilty about that, but explained what happened to the girls. Bobby left to check on Jack, who was getting rid of all the bloody clothes. He was bleaching them first to get rid of the blood, or at least make it untraceable. "I'm sorry." Bobby said to his brother, seeing his brother's nicked shoulder. Jack was taken by surprise. Bobby was rarely nice, never mind apologetic. He caught Bobby staring at his shoulder. "It's not your fault." He began, but Bobby cut him off, "I was right there Jack, don't tell me what happened! I told you not to come! I should have stuck by what I said! Now look at your shoulder. Damn it!" "Bobby, look at your own arm and maybe worry more about that." Jack said, annoyed that he was being babied again. "I got hurt. So what? It's not like it's your responsibility to keep me safe or anything…" Jack trailed off. He knew his brother took full accountability for anything that happened to him. Then Jack knew what to say. "Thanks." Bobby grew frustrated, why was everyone saying that to him all of a sudden? Jack continued, "Thanks not only for helping Liz, but for helping me. With everything." "Yeah, well…" Bobby began, but had no idea what to say. But he didn't have too, Jack understood him when he teased him, so he could understand Bobby without words as well. Jack looked at his arm, "Now it's my turn to watch you for a bit. Let's get you to the kitchen before you pass out from blood loss." Bobby laughed at the site of his arm, "Yeah. I'm done with this Kodak moment shit anyway little fairy."
The brothers made their way to the kitchen. Bobby nodded towards Angel's arm. "Just a scratch bro." Angel reassured his oldest brother. Then, referring to his muscles, "Ya know nothing can match up to these guns!" "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You just wait and see little brother. I'll put ya in your place." Bobby said, smacking him in the back of the head. "I really think you should go to the hospital…" Angel began. "What is it with everybody and hospitals!" Bobby yelled angrily. Kari had had enough. "Just look at your arm Bobby! It's like Niagara Falls! There's blood pouring out everywhere!" Tears formed at the corners of her eyes, but she held them back. "You think it's all about you! You don't want to go to the hospital. You'll be fine. You'll deal with this on your own. But what you don't think about is the rest of us. We're worried about you. We don't want you to pass out just because you're too tough for the hospital. We're dealing with this too!" "Alright! Alright!" Bobby said putting his hands in the air in defeat. "I'll go." He turned to his brothers, "I was getting tired of the whole bleeding thing anyway." He started for the door as the other brothers smiled, wondering how Kari was able to actually get Bobby to do something.