Back at the neighborhood...
Bridgette was back inside her house. She had no idea how to deal with something like this, considering that her and her own mother moved into this town while some psycho is after Duncan and his buddies. Who knows if Duncan and his buddies are the only people that he or she is after in this town? Bridgette certainly doesn't know, she's never been in a situation like this before.
Inside her house, she kept every single lock on the door locked, including the back door. She made sure that there was no windows open, nor any other way to get inside the house. She huddled herself near her bathroom door, trying to calm her own nerves. She really needed to calm down after what she experienced back there.
Trying to keep herself calm, she then heard her phone going off in her bedroom. She stood up from the ground, after feeling like she could handle talking to whoever was calling her on her phone. She went into her room, heading over to her desk, checking the name that was on her phone, making sure that it was a safe person to call.
Unfortunately for her, it was her father...
Bridgette glared at the word 'Dad' on her phone, not wanting to talk to her dad. Not after what he's done to her mother. Of all people to call, she knew her father was safe, but considering how things went when the two divorced, Bridgette couldn't bring herself to talk to her own father. She allowed her phone to continue ringing, until it stops.
The surfer girl looks down, eyes closed, face clearly frustrated with him. Shaking her head, she heard her phone ringing again. Believing that it was her father again, Bridgette was prepared to answer it to call him out for all that he did. But she saw the name before she could call him. It said 'Geoff' on it instead. She sighed, before answering the call.
"Hey babe." Geoff's voice said on the other line.
"Oh, hey sweetie...I'm glad to hear your voice..." Bridgette said. "I've been wanting to be comforted right now..."
"I know, I know, having to hear your parents divorce like that is nuts, man. But I'm sure that you and your mom will be on your feet again."
"Thanks Geoff. I'm glad I am dating a guy like you." Bridgette then looks out her window, rather concerned still. "Hey...about...Duncan...are you friends with him? Because he lives across from my house."
"Oh, Duncan? That guy with the green mohawk? He has some issues with his own life, here and there. He's a bit of a total prick, just to make that clear." Bridgette cringed, before laying down on her bed. "Why do you ask?"
"Well...Geoff, I fear that somebody is trying to kill him. I mean...from what I was hearing...two people in this town, their...dead..."
"Bridgette, look, calm down. I heard of this news too."
"How do you know?"
"Because people around this neighborhood are talking about it, how else?! But nobody's going to hurt you. If anyone dare comes after you, I will make sure that they regret doing something in the first place."
Bridgette smiled, feeling a bit encouraged by her boyfriend's words. Her anxiety was going down when she was hearing his words of comforts, as she knew that her boyfriend is probably the first person she'd talk to in order to calm down. She was a lot more calmer right now, but was still worried about this psycho being around the neighborhood.
"Hey, do you want me to come over?" Geoff asked his girlfriend. "I don't know if your mother is wanting anyone at your house at the moment, but if you want, I can come over." Bridgette stood up from her bed, and headed downstairs.
"Of course you can, Geoff. I...really need somebody to be next to." Bridgette said.
"Then I'll be right over, Bridgette. Don't go anywhere."
"You know I won't..." After the phone call, Bridgette went outside and waited for her boyfriend to get to her house.
A couple seconds later, he arrived...
Geoff is somebody with slightly long hair in a brown cowboy hat. He had no shirt underneath his pink jacket, and baggy shorts. He was your typical party guy, nothing really too special, aside from what party he has at his house. After a trip to Bridgette's hometown, he and her ended up meeting at a book store, and then they started to talk, then just like that, they were together. He moved back to this town a week later, but they remained talking over the phone, or using their computers to talk.
Regardless, Bridgette was happy that her boyfriend was near her again. She really needed somebody to talk to after all that she had to encounter back in Duncan's house. Geoff approaches the porch swing, where Bridgette was sitting at, and sat next to her.
"Babe, I'm here. What happened? What do you want to talk to me about?" Geoff asked her.
"Well...I haven't told you the whole truth on the phone, Geoff...I need to be one hundred percent honest with you." Bridgette said to him. Geoff stayed silent allowing Bridgette to continue to speak. "I actually felt like something was wrong in this town, because...before I went off to get that job that I was to get a couple of days ago...I saw police cars at Duncan's house. I don't know why, but I went to see if Duncan was okay. But then...I went into the house, while nobody was inside of it. The only thing I did was tried to find Duncan, mainly to talk to him about my worries about me and my mom living in this town." Bridgette gulps. "I found a note that says that Duncan's left town, and then...I heard footsteps, and..." Bridgette started to tear up, voice breaking as if she's about to cry. "...I hidden myself under the bed, as a person with...a black jacket and jeans showed up...I wasn't seen...but he...it was like he or she was...looking for Duncan...I was almost caught..." Geoff holds Bridgette closer to him, embracing her in a hug.
"Bridge, everything will be alright. I won't let anyone like him anywhere close to you." Geoff said, patting her on her back. "If someone like that ever lays a hand on you, I'm going to make sure that their ass, male of female, is on the ground, and not you." Bridgette wipes tears from her eyes, still trying to keep herself together.
"Thanks Geoff...I'm glad that you're my boyfriend..."
"I'd do anything for you, sweetie. Just know that." Geoff kept Bridgette in his hug, as she was looking out to the streets. She was worried to see that figure again. She felt like she might one day.
Back at the hangar...
Duncan, Jo, and Alejandro were finally there at the yard. There was a couple boxes, a garage, a shed, and a windmill in one corner. Duncan climbed over the metal fence that surrounded the entire hangar, hopping onto the other side of the fence. Jo and Alejandro soon did the same thing. Once they were on the other side, the punk started talking.
"Okay...we're in." Duncan said, rubbing his hands together. "Now let's get that plane, shall we?" Alejandro looked around the small yard that they were in, feeling a little uncertain about all of this right now.
"No offence Duncan, but with the uncertainty that this...person who's...after us, most likely following us out here. Shouldn't we be checking around this place before we find this plane?" Alejandro asked. Duncan scoffs at his worries.
"Oh please...you can't seriously be thinking that THAT guy followed us all the way out here, now don't you?"
"It's possible."
"Give up already. You're acting like there's actually going to be some sort of problem when we actually get this plane." Before the man could say anything more, Duncan held up his hand, shaking his head, uninterested in what other defense was said next. "Forget about whatever you're going to say next, right now, we got to get out of here." Duncan points to the direction of where the garage is located at. "And it doesn't take a genius to know where this plane is located. Come on guys."
The troublesome punk headed to the garage, as Jo and Alejandro followed along. The boy with the green mohawk grabs a hold of the door that was on the side of the garage, noticing that it was locked. He tried kicking the door open, but no results. He tried once more, only this time, still nothing.
"Damn it...hey, can you guys find a crowbar or something? I think I need to pry this door open." Duncan said, waving a hand behind himself.
"It's probably in the shed." Jo suggested.
"O-Okay. Go check there, I'm still going to check if this door could be unlocked in any sort of way by hand."
Jo headed over to the shed, going inside it. Looking around, there doesn't really appear to be anything that would probably be able to get through the door. However, the sporty girl continued to look around the shed, until she was able to find a crowbar that was leaning on the lawnmower that was in the corner of the shed. Jo took the crowbar from the lawnmower, then headed over to the door that Duncan and Alejandro.
Jo approaches Duncan, then handed the crowbar over to the punk. Once Duncan was given the crowbar, she places it into the side of the door. The boy kicks the crowbar, having the door opened, immediately.
Now that the door was open, Duncan walked into the garage, turning on the lights that was inside. Inside the garage, only to see that the garage was completely empty. Duncan notices a note that was on the counter nearby. The punk looked at the paper, seeing that it was a note, saying that it was from the owner, saying that he was using the plane and won't be back in town for about an entire month.
"God damn it!" Duncan shouts, throwing the paper onto the ground.
"So there's no plane in here? Alejandro told you that you should've turned around and made sure Chris took care of all of this." Jo said. "Hope you're happy that you've walked us out here, Dumbass Duncan." The punk flips the girl off, before looking at the note again. "Can you believe this, Al?" Alejandro didn't respond to the sporty girl's words, noticing something out in the distance. "Uh, what's going on?"
The three of them looked out to the direction of the gate, seeing headlights that were out in the distance. The sound of police sirens that were on was getting closer and closer to the hangar yard. Then the police car slams right through the gates, breaking into the yard. Then Chris, Gwen, Noah, Emma, and Kitty came out of the car.
"Oh shit...now we're in trouble..." Duncan said, softly.
"No shit you are." Chris said, crossing his arms, glaring at the three troublemakers that were here. "You mind telling me why you think that a plan like THIS would've helped you in this situation? Take some sort of plane, and then head out of this forest? If you took a bus out of here, fine. But endangering yourselves to get to this hangar? Don't you know that you shouldn't be out here anyway?!" Gwen spoke up.
"Well, you did leave Owen, Cody, and Izzy out in the forest by themselves." Gwen said.
"Don't get smart with me. We're lucky that both of us noticed that it was a straight road that we took to get to this hangar. No turns were needed whatsoever." Detective McLean turns his head back to the three that were in front of him. "Anyways, there's not enough room to bring all of you back to town in the police car. But...along the way here...I called the police station, and...called another police car to come down here. Hopefully, MacArthur can get here." Chris looks down at his watch, before looking at the direction he and the others came from. "And here she is now."
The new police car came to the hangar. MacArthur parks in front of the gate of the hangar, where in the front seat of the car, where Izzy pokes her head out from the front seat, waving her arm out the window, much to Gwen's dismay.
"You have got to be kidding me..." Gwen mutters.
"Oh, by the way, Owen and Cody are back in town! I asked to drive out here so that I can see Duncan, Jo, and Alejandro be arrested for them all being out here." Izzy said. "Now let's lock these suckers up, MacArthur!" Izzy places a police cap on her own head, before leaving the police car. "E-Scope at your service!"
"Good thing them." Chris said, holding out a hand. "You can take these three to the police station."
"Agreed." MacArthur said, placing cuffs on the three that have came to the hangar, placing them into the back of the police car one by one.
"Knew we should've gone back..." Alejandro mutters to Duncan.
"Shut up..." Duncan mutters, not wanting to hear more of this. "Just take us away, officer."
"That's Officer MacArthur for you, green hair!" The police woman shouts, pointing at him. "If Chris McLean presses charges, oh boy will you three be sorry you've ever came into the forest." MacArthur starts the car, then looks out the window, looking at Chris. "What about the rest of the people that you got there? Scrawny boy, and those two girls he was with out here in the forest?" Chris glared at Noah, Emma, and Kitty, before closing his eyes and sighing to himself. Reluctantly, he looks at the police woman speaking on.
"I got word from Noah that he and his buddies were out here trying to stop Duncan, Jo, and Alejandro here. So I'm not going to hold anything they did against them." Chris said to the police woman. "However, I am going to question those three, big time that Izzy is with." Duncan gulps, as the police car headed off. Chris then faces the four people he was with. "Well...I won't throw them in jail, considering that whoever that psycho is who killed Scott and Lightning is still our main target of tracking down. But that really doesn't excuse what Duncan, Jo, and Alejandro did. The closest thing that they will receive is a house arrest, and that's it. For now, we should get you guys home now."
"Good idea." Noah said, nodding his head, as the others got back into the car with him.