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Chapter 7

Vinnie was close to losing his shit.
He could feel it.
What the hell was going on with his girl?
Why didn't she tell him she was having physical symptoms?
And why in the world was she bleeding from... down there?
He continued his pacing, mumbling to himself to stay calm, over and over again.
He couldn't feel Kiwi's distress any more, so that probably meant she was unconsciousness for whatever reason.
Or dead…

No.

Not dead.
Somewhere, deep down, he knew that she wasn't able to feel his emotions at this moment, so there was actually no reason to keep his cool.
But what if she woke up without him knowing it?
What if she woke up in a cloud of panic, his panic?
There was no way he could do that to her.

"Shouldn't we help him? Or try to help him?", Amira asked softly, her eyes following the pacing white furred mouse.
"There's nothing we can do to help him. Nothing but to keep a close eye on him, in case he snaps", Throttle answered calm.
Amira gave him a confused look.
"Snaps?"
Modo gently took her hand and lovingly planted a kiss on her hand.
"Vinnie suffers from severe PTSD. Hospitals are a trigger", he simply explained.
"Oh... ", the honey coloured female breathed. "What happened to him?"
"Too much…", Throttle answered that question.
Amira couldn't feel anything else but sorry for the white furred mouse.
Apparently, there was way more to him than just ego, charms and the inexhaustible need for adrenaline.
Meaning: he had a actual reason to be who he was.

Carbine looked up surprised too.
Throttle had never told her this.
But then again, Vinnie wasn't exactly a subject they could talk about without getting into a fight.
"You never told me", she said softly in his ear.
"I wonder why", he smiled back, but then his face grew serious again. "Back on Earth, he got hurt a couple of times. It triggered huge panic attacks and Ruby explained to us why. Later on, we found out what happened to him that day we got knocked down in that explosion."
"I remember that day as if it was yesterday… ", Carbine sighed, fiddling with her fingers.
She remembered how scared she was that she'd lost Throttle forever.
She remembered how Vinnie had woke up screaming, how he then started to hum that awful song and later on, how he acted like the whole thing never happened.
She also remembered how Harley was the only one who could get through to the white furred mouse.
The only one who he let him help him.
"Oh momma, that was a bad day…", Modo agreed.
"What exactly did happen to him?", but Throttle shook his head.
Okay.
Message received.
Subject is off limits for now.

"Do you guys really think Harley's still alive?", Carbine then asked.
The males shrugged.
"With Limburger, you never know. Stoker is working with him as we speak, so guess we'll find out soon enough", Throttle answered.
"Have you guys already thought about that if she's alive, what that will do to Vinnie and Stoker?"
"More than ten times already. And they have the same outcome… a mess…", Throttle sighed.
"Yeah, but Vinnie is with Kiwi now. Sure, it will be a shock to see her again, I guess… but I don't think he'll leave Kiwi for Harley. He loves her too much… So, guess that means Stoker is gonna have a second chance…", Modo mused.
Carbine leaned forward to look at the grey furred giant.
"Maybe you're right, but talking about that day, I remember how Harley was the one who patched up Vinnie. He was crazy about her. The only one he let near him. What's gonna happen if she's suddenly standing in front of him again?"
"I suggest we stop with making assumptions and just wait and see where this will go", Throttle interfered. "Listening to you guys talk, we're all prepared for drama. I hope it won't come that far, but if… all we can do is support the ones we love and pick up the pieces afterwards. For now; let's just wait what Stoker is gonna find out."

"He's telling the truth", they suddenly heard Stoker's voice and they all turned around to see him walk inside the infirmary.
He had a big grin on his face and his eyes were twinkling.
Throttle realized he couldn't remember when it was the last time he had seen his coach this happy.
"She's alive and I know where to find her. So, hope you guys are ready to ride out again tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Stoke, I'm not sure if you know, but there's something wrong with Kiwi. Vinnie can't leave right now…", Throttle started, but when he saw the look on Stoker's face, he jumped at his feet.
"No, I'm not going without him. No way I'm leaving one of my bro's behind."
Stoker took a deep breath in a attempt to stay calm.
"Maybe you didn't hear me. Harley is alive. I know where to find her. We can't wait that long."
Throttle was about to retort, when Vinnie's voice cut him off.
"She really is alive? He was telling the truth?", the white furred mouse demanded, standing behind Stoker all of a sudden, his eyes burning.
Stoker turned around.
"You heard it."
"Where is she?"
"At the old Plutarkian base. You know, where Karbunkle kept us that day…"
"I know where it is", Vinnie snapped at him, his tail lashing.
As if he would ever forget.
He wished...
This was too much to take in right now.
First the fight with Kiwi, then her being sick, and while he's waiting for news about her, he finds out that Harley is still alive.
Man, when was life gonna be simple for once?

Suddenly, his ears picked up the sound of opening doors.
He slowly turned around and bit his lower lip.
The doctor walked towards them and the rest also focussed their attention on him.
"First I wanna say that's she stabile and gonna be fine", the doc immediately cut to the chase and Vinnie let out his breath.
But the look on the doc's face told him there was a 'but' coming.
And Vinnie wasn't sure if he was ready to hear it right now.
I mean, he wasn't really known for being one who could handle bad news very well, and he was already on his tax for this day.
For this month, actually.
Maybe even for the rest of this year…
Not that hearing that Harley's still alive was bad news, of course it wasn't, but it was bad news for his relationship.
Considering Kiwi's previous reaction, this whole thing could only mean trouble.
"I wanna see her", he blurted out.
He was running away, he knew that.
He was burying his head into the sand, as deep as possible.
But right now, all he wanted was to hold her and tell her how much he loved her, over and over again, until she finally believed him that he wasn't going anywhere.

"In a minute. First, I wanna explain what we've found out…", the doc started, but Vinnie shook his head.
"I wanna see her. And with that, I mean, now."
"Vincent, calm down. Let the doc speak", Throttle warned him.
The doc, a black furred mouse, nodded and looked back at Vinnie.
"She was having a internal bleeding, caused by a ectopic pregnancy…"
Vinnie stared at him, the words echoed through his head, but they somehow didn't made any sense.
The rest of the group was also silent all of a sudden, even Stoker was staring at the doc with a surprised look on his face.
"Usually, when this happens, the body takes care of it on his own. But in Kiwi's case, the fertilised egg got stuck in her ovary. The ovary ruptured and that caused the bleeding. The cause why her body didn't got rid of the egg is unknown, but if I have to guess, I think it has something to do with you being two entire different species. That the egg was fertilised in the first place is a miracle to say at least."
Vinnie blinked a few times, his left ear twitched.
This guy was talking about Kiwi as if she was his test subject.
He was clearly impressed and interested at the same time.

Ugh.

For Vinnie, it might as well have been in Chinese.
Nothing made sense at this point.
"Okay… can I see her now?"
"I wasn't finished yet. Unfortunately, I had no other option than to take her into surgery to stop the bleeding. When we did, I took the opportunity to check the rest, in case something more was going on. And there was. She was also suffering from a severe uterus infection, which affected the tissues… I must say, I'm surprised she was even able to function..."
"Can you please get to the point here?", Stoker asked agitated.
Vinnie gave him a grateful look while Carbine just glared at him.
Men...
The doc cleared his throat, a faint blush on his face.
"Yes, off course. All things considered, the only way to help her was to remove everything, so not just the ovaries, but also the uterus…"
Vinnie stared at him, but the words still meant nothing to him.

Nothing.

"But that means…", Amira said slowly.
"...that she won't ever be able to have children, yes. I'm sorry…", he said the last part to Vinnie, but the latter his patience was running very low now.
"You really think I care about that? I wanna see her, now, and if you won't let me, I'll find my own way in, and trust me, I ain't exactly subtle", the white furred mouse snapped at the doc.
Throttle quickly grabbed his arm and gave the doc a apologetic smile.
"Guess the time for talking is over… Can we go see her now?"
The doc sighed and turned around.
"Follow me."
Throttle signed to the rest to stay behind and dragged Vinnie with him, his mind making overtime to process this news.
But it was a lot to take in.

The doc showed them the room.
"We gave her a private room, we thought she might be needing that. She's still under a anesthetic, but she can wake up any second. I'll leave you alone with her", and the doc made a hasty retreat.
Vinnie took a deep breath and stepped into the room.
He didn't came far, though.
When he saw how Kiwi, how his girl, was lying in bed, surrounded by loud beeping machines and attached to all sort of tubes, he stopped death in his tracks.
The panic, which he was able to keep on a distance till now, was about to overwhelm him, but let's hear it for Throttle, who snapped him out of it just in time.
"Vincent, focus. She needs you", the tan furred mouse hissed while giving his younger bro a flat blow against the back of his head.
The white furred mouse glared over his shoulder at his leader, who smiled back a little sheepishly.
"It seemed like a good idea, hehe", he chuckled.
Vinnie rolled his eyes.
But, whether he liked it or not, it worked and he had the panic back under control.

He walked to the bed and gently took Kiwi's hand.
She was breathing calmly, her face completely relaxed.
But her skin was paler than pale and she had blue circles under her closed eyes.
Throttle leaned to the wall, his arms crossed.
"Vin…", he started, but Vinnie beat him to it.
"She was so upset when I told her about Harley. She thinks I still love her. I do, but it's… it's not the same anymore, ya know?"
Throttle said nothing, it was clear that his younger bro needed to get something off his chest first.
"But I don't know… I just don't know how to explain to her that I need to go out there to get Harley back. That I need to bring her home. But that it's not gonna change anything… "
"Just explain to her how you feel. Be honest and genuine. She'll understand in the end", Throttle answered that question.
That he was also worried about what might happen when Harley was gonna make a comeback, he kept to himself for now.
Just as the fact that he was also afraid it was gonna trigger some emotions and feelings in Vinnie that weren't meant to be triggered now he's with Kiwi.
But all in good time.

"You always make these kinda things sound so easy…", Vinnie muttered under his breath and Throttle smiled.
"It's actually that simple, bro."
"For me it's not."
"Even for you, Vincent. You're a honest guy. Just speak from the heart. I know you can."
Vinnie pulled a face, but said nothing.
"Vinnie, this whole thing with Kiwi… Well, I understand why you don't care at this point, but I just want you to keep in mind that Kiwi probably does care… I mean, I know that this issue can be particularly sensitive for women…"
Vinnie was still looking at Kiwi, rubbing her hand.
"I know… And I'll be there for her. Always… Just like I promised her."
Throttle was impressed.
He really was.
It seemed that Vinnie was finally starting to grow up a little.
I mean, here he was, in a infirmary without completely losing it, strong enough to hold back his own emotions.
He was talking about his feelings and worries and he took Kiwi's problem very serious.

Wauw.

Unbelievable what love could do to a guy.
And Throttle couldn't be more proud.
He pushed himself off the wall.
"I'm gonna go talk to Stoker about this whole mission to get Harley back. You gonna be okay here, on your own?"
"Yeah. Tell Stoker that I need to go along on this mission. I need it to… I dunno, get some peace, or... whatever."
"I already told him that I'm not going anywhere without you. As soon as you're ready, we'll leave, okay?"
"As soon as Kiwi is awake and I've talked to her, I'm more than ready to go."
"Born ready, right?"
"Right on."

Throttle chuckled and left the room.
Who would've thought the day would come that Vincent van Wham took some responsibility?
He did.
Throttle always had known that eventually, that day would come.
It's just a little earlier than expected.

Vinnie was sitting next to Kiwi's bed, playing gently with her fingers.
Her skin was so soft.
It was so weird and yet so familiar at the same time.
Suddenly, she moaned and Vinnie jerked upright.
He studied her face and a smile curled his lips when she opened her beautiful blue eyes.
She looked at him, dazed.
"Hey sweetheart. Welcome back", Vinnie said lovingly while smoothing her hair back.
Kiwi closed her eyes when she felt his touch and she let out her breath.
Vinnie gave her some time to get back in the world of the living.
His tail made its way under the blanket and wrapped around her leg, to let her know he was here.

"You're here…", she rasped eventually, looking at him with her eyes half closed.
"Your powers of observation are astonishing, babe."
"You know what I mean… it's a infirmary, after all…"
"Well, yeah, but you're here… So… I am too… You need me. And I promised ya; I'll always be there for you. Forever, remember?"
A tear left her eye while she grabbed his hand and squeezed, not able to speak for a moment.
"Speechless already, huh?", he snickered. "I tend to have that effect on people."
"Oh my god, you're incorrigible…", she sighed, but her lips curled into a small smile. "That's why I love you so much, macho mouse."
But then her face darkened and Vinnie knew what was next.

Shit. What was he gonna tell her?

"What happened? I remember the pain, the blood… the panic", she then added while giving him a meaningful look and he smiled a little sheepishly.
"But after that, a deep dark hole... and now, I wake up and the pain is gone, well, replaced by a different kind of pain... "
While fiddling with her fingers, the white furred mouse was trying to figure out how to tell her this.
But come on, this wasn't his expertise. He wasn't the guy for this.
Jesus, he was just a guy who liked to perform stunts on his bike and to blow things up.
Well, not just a guy… But still...
This was beyond his capabilities.
"Ah, miss Lavendor, you're awake. How are you feeling?"
Vinnie let out his breath when the doc walked in.
Pfewie, talk about good timing.

Meanwhile, in Carbine's room, Stoker was pacing around, a frown on his face.
"Okay, look; all I could find in the thing that they call a brain of that piece of shit, was that Harley, along with others, is being held at the old Plutarkian base. First, I thought there had to be more, but then I remembered that the Plutarkians had cut him off."
"So that means we've got no idea what to expect. Not about how heavily guarded the place is, not about what shape the prisoners are in, nothing. That means we can't just blast our way in", Throttle said firmly.
Stoker whirled around, his eyes fuming.
Carbine held up her hand before he could say something.
"He's right, Stoke. Right now, you're not thinking clear, which is understandable. I know how much she means to you. How much you care. We do too, trust me, but we also care about you. And nothing in the world is worth losing you."
"We know how ugly things can get if we don't prepare ourselves", Throttle added, referring to the night they'd lost Mireya and Rimfire.
Stoker's ears drooped and he sat down while letting out a heavily sigh.
"Dammit, why is it that what you're saying actually makes sense?"
"We had a good teacher", Modo smiled.
Stoker chuckled, but his face soon darkened again.
"So, let's make a plan then."

"I suggest we go on reconnaissance mission first. So that we know where we're up against. We need blueprints of the building, but that's something the guys from tech can find for us, I suppose..", Throttle suggested.
"I want Kiwi on this mission", Stoker immediately said sharply.
"Uh, Stoke, in case ya forgot…", Modo started, but the brown furred leader of the resistance shook his head.
"I didn't. But this is Harley we're talking about. And I only wanna work with the best. I'll even wait for a couple of days, if that's what she needs to recover."
Carbine, Throttle and Modo shared a look.
"Okay… I'll go talk to her as soon as possible", Throttle then nodded.
"Has she taken her oath yet?", Carbine asked, but the three males gave her such a deadly glare that she raised her hands in defeat.
"Gosh, just kidding, guys. Geez, no need to get worked up like that."
Because even Carbine now knew; Kiwi was a good gain for the team.
She had more than proven herself.
And while working with the human girl on mission LITE, Carbine had accepted her in her heart.
That brave, crazy little human girl really was something.
And even Carbine couldn't ignore the fact that Kiwi was right where she belonged.

Vinnie was studying Kiwi, trying to read what the news which the doc just told her was doing to her.
They were alone again and his girl was staring at her hands.
But she felt calm. He didn't sense anything else but calmth whatsoever.
"You okay, sweetheart?", he eventually asked, not able to stand the silence anymore.
She slowly looked up, but her eyes were dry. No tears. No sadness.

Nothing.

That concerned Vinnie. He knew too well that pushing away your pain wasn't always the best strategy. And he knew that Kiwi was one hell of a pro in it.
"I uh… I've gotta say, it's a lot to take in… And at this point, it doesn't mean anything to me. Is that weird?"
Vinnie gave her a look, as if he was the one to tell her how to react on bad news.
Honestly…
Was she from under a rock or something?
But he tried to answer her question as best as he could.
"I don't think so, I guess? I mean, it's not something we… well, I… Let's just say; becoming a father is one of the last things I want right now and I ain't even sure if I ever wanna be one in the future to come…"
Kiwi slowly nodded, her hand resting on her belly.
"I get your point. I mean, we're living in a war right now. Not something you immediately link with having children. It was the last thing on my mind, to be honest… But…"
She trailed off and Vinnie now saw a flash of pain in her eyes.
He felt it in his own heart.
"You know you can talk to me, babe."

After another long and for Vinnie toe-curling silence, she looked him in the eye.
"I have no room for this, not now. All I can think of, is that Harley is alive and what's gonna happen if she's back…"
Vinnie opened his mouth while giving her a meaningful look, but she held up her hand.
"No. I can't deal with this…", and she gestured to her belly. "... right now. Later. First, we need to talk about Harley... "
Vinnie gave her one more meaningful look, but he wasn't exactly the right guy to point the finger.
To tell her that she needed to let it in, instead of pushing it away.

HA.

He would probably do the same.
Not probably.
He would.
Anyway… next stop on the problemo train; Harley…

"Sweetheart… When you asked me if I still love Harley, I couldn't lie to ya. But you have to understand that it's nothing compared to the love that I feel for you. Harley has a place in my heart, because of the whole thing that happened.. I really don't know how to explain, but what I do know is; I love you. With my whole damaged soul and heart, I love you. And nothing, absolutely nothing, is gonna be able to take me away from ya… Not even Harley. So, just get that into your head, will ya?"
Kiwi gave him a sad smile.
"You're getting rather good at this whole romance thing, macho mouse."
Vinnie stuck out his tongue in return.
"Ugh, don't say that, that's busting my ego, big time…"
But then he grew serious again.
"But I'm telling the truth… I think the question is; do you believe me?"
Kiwi nodded.
"Of course I do. I know you're being honest and genuine. Right now. But what will happen if you see her again? God, Vinnie, I'm so scared of losing ya and the worst part is; I can even understand if…", but the white furred mouse lay a finger on her lips.
"You really gotta stop talking. I ain't going anywhere. My heart belongs to you now and to no one else. Gosh, sweetheart, what do you need me to do to convince ya?"
"Usually, I would say; have sex with me, right here, right now, but since that's outta the question right now…", Kiwi answered dryly.
"You do know that sex is such a broad term?", Vinnie said with a low voice while wiggling his eyebrows. "There are so many other ways I can give ya what you want, without hurting ya…"
Kiwi's mouth became dry.
His voice...
But then, Vinnie shook his head and winked at her.
"But no, it's too soon. You just came outta surgery, young lady. Gosh, you're such a naughty girl, aren't ya?"
Kiwi burst out into laughter, but she stopped immediately when she felt the pain.
"Autsj… I think I get the point…", she moaned, but still giggling.

Vinnie suddenly climbed on her bed and crawled down next to her.
He wrapped his tail around her leg and he gently took her hand.
"Hear me out. Stoker has found out that Harley is alive. And we need to go get her out. She's one of us, after all. But… Why don't we plan our wedding? Why don't we agree, right here, right now, that the moment the mission is finished, we're getting married?", he asked softly.
Kiwi's heart skipped a beat.
She knew he wasn't the marry type of guy.
She knew he did that to show her his unconditional love for her.
His way of telling her that she was his.
That he was willing to do everything for her.
This was exactly what she needed.
This was the final push that pushed her over the line.
He wasn't going anywhere.
He was hers. Hers alone.

"I think that once again, you've managed to top yourself, love", she whispered.
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes."
Vinnie saw her eyelids become heavy.
"You need to sleep, sweetheart. Your body took quite the knocking."
"Stay with me… please…", she mumbled, already on her way to dreamland.
"Always…", he whispered back.
Then, he activated his antennas and while she fell asleep, he made contact with her head.
He showed her all his memories with her, he shared his feelings, everything.
To show her how much she meant to him. To show her that he wasn't going anywhere.

Never...

Later, when the nurse came to check on Kiwi, she found them both fast asleep with a satisfied look on their faces.
She smiled because of the cute sight and after a quick check of the machines, she tiptoed out of the room, leaving the two love birds rest.
They both needed it, after all.

"Alright, rookies, we're almost there. Remember, we're only here to scout. To make pictures, to count the guards, to give Kiwi the opportunity to fly the drone over the building to search for heat signatures by thermal imaging."
Three days had past since the Biker Mice had returned from their first mission with the found prisoners.
Three days since Kiwi had surgery.
And the girl was already sitting in Braavos again, being the eyes and ears of the small group that was now outside in the rough dessert again.
Vinnie had carefully suggested it may be too soon, but she didn't wanna hear it.
She was feeling well enough to sit in a chair, watch some screens and fly a drone.
So stubborn...

"So, that means; no weapons, no fighting, and no missiles", Stoker said the last part meaningful towards Vinnie.
"Ah man, come on! Where's the fun in that?", the white furred mouse whined, but it was all pro forma.
He knew damn well they needed to be cautious, there was too much at stake here.
"I mean it, punk. This is mission is too important and I don't want you to shorten the odds because you can't control your itchy trigger finger, you got that?"
"Geez, you think I don't know how important this is? She used to be my girlfriend after all, oldtimer", Vinnie snapped at him.
Stoker narrowed his eyes and his fur bristled, but Throttle decided to intervene.
"Okay, I think he understands, Stoke. According to the maps, the building is hidden between some sand dunes and rock formations. Given us the perfect opportunity to keep a low profile. Let's ride."
Throttle drove away, followed by Modo and Carbine, but Stoker blocked Vinnie's way.
"Listen punk, I'm only gonna say this once; I don't care that she chose you over me, back then. I don't care about everything that happened in the past, not anymore. All I know is that I care about her, and that I'm gonna get her outta there. Not matter the cost, you got that?"
"Threatening much already, coach? Guess you're right, you must love her very much…", Vinnie said disgusted and revved his bike.
Before Stoker could stop him, the white furred mouse made a sharp turn around him and sped away.

Stoker watched him go, already regretting the words he had said just now.
This whole thing really brought out the devil in him.
Man, he could only hope they got her out soon, because he wasn't sure how much drama his bond with Vinnie could handle before it would crack.
They always had a little… difficult relationship.
The white furred mouse wasn't a easy one to deal with sometimes.
But Stoker cared about him as if he was his own son.
He was the one who had found the, back then, sixteen year old, out of control adrenaline bundle, clearly lost and searching for a way to deal with his emotions after losing his parents. It took Stoker a lot of effort to put him back in line.
But it was worth it.
Because even if he could be such a huge pain in the ass, he was a funny and friendly little fella.
But this whole thing with Harley… Man.
What a mess...
Was it really worth to put his relationship with Vinnie on the line here?
He had no idea in what shape Harley would be after being a prisoner for so long.
God only knew how much she'd went through.
What if is she was nothing more than a ghost?
But he already knew; he needed to get her out and find out by himself.
No matter what.
He could only hope that Vinnie was gonna be able to understand.
Before it's too late.

"Maybe you need to cut him some slack, Vincent. You weren't the only who lost her, after all", Throttle said to his younger bro when he popped up next to him.
"Exactly. Neither was he. Look, all I want is to get her out safely, okay? That's it. That means I can chase away at least one demon… After that, she all his…", Vinnie replied, his tail lashing through the air in annoyance.
"Ya sure it's that simple, bro?", Modo asked.
"Y'all just continue to doubt my love for Kiwi. No problemo. But I sure as hell ain't. So, can we please drop the subject?", the white furred mouse growled, grabbing his handlebars tightly.
"There it is", Carbine suddenly said while holding up her hand and with that, the conversation was over.
They all stopped at the edge of the sand dune and looked down.
"Oh momma… I remember this place…", Modo sighed.
"Yeah, and it ain't exactly a happy memory…", Vinnie agreed while a shiver ran down his spine.
Stoker stopped next to them, but all of a sudden, they heard a high tone.
"Why does that sound so familiar?", Vinnie asked thoughtful, trying to figure out what it was.
Throttle pointed at the sky.
"Because it ain't the first time we're getting shot at", he answered Vinnie's question.
They all followed his finger.
"Incoming missile at twelve o'clock, bro's."
"Do we have a manoeuvre for this one?"
"Sure. It's called…"
"RUN!"

They all revved their bikes and split up, each fleeing into another direction.
Right on time.
The explosion was deafening.
"So far for keeping a low profile…", Throttle sighed,
"Hey, and this time, it ain't even my fault!", Vinnie chuckled.
He stopped his bike with shrieking brakes and opened his visor while looking down at the base.
"Well… I think we've found the missing Plutarkians, Throttle", he snickered when he saw how a entire army of stinkfishes walked out of the building, all armed to the teeth.
"Yeah, and there are even more inside, guys", Kiwi's voice came over the radio. "You need to get out of there, right now!"
"Ah come on, sweetheart, when we're outnumbered…", Vinnie replied.
"... we do our best job", Modo added.
"Not this time, guys. Trust me, this is a suicide mission."
"Sounds more like a party to me."
"Vinnie, no. Even you can't handle…", but before she could finish her sentence, the Plutarkians opened fire.
"Yiiiaaooooww, there's some serious heat coming from down there", Vinnie cheered while popping a wheelie and speeding away.
"Kiwi is right, we need to regroup!", Throttle ordered into the radio.
"You mean we've gotta bail?", Vinnie asked shocked.
"We're sitting ducks here, Vinnie. We need…", but a loud bang interrupted the tan furred mouse his husky voice, followed by a moan.
After that, silence.

That alarmed Vinnie and he quickly drove to the other side of the sand dune, since he was the only one who had gone east while fleeing for the missile.
He stopped death in his tracks when he saw how Carbine, Stoker, Modo and Throttle were carried away by a group of rats, all unconscious.
Where the hell did these rat's come from anyway?
Dammit, they were prepared, somehow.
It was as if they knew they were coming.
"Oh no, this ain't gonna happen, rat boys", and the white furred mouse revved his bike, determined to save his bro's, his coach and Carbine.
But Kiwi stopped him.
"Vinnie, don't! They're too many…"
"I can't just drive away and leave them here, Kiwi!", Vinnie snapped at her, but already knowing that was exactly what he needed to do.
"You have no choice, you wanna get caught too? Then what? Stand down and come back. We'll figure something out, love, but we need to think this one through."
Vinnie was clearly having a inner battle, but he knew Kiwi was right.
If he interfered now, he probably would get caught too, and yeah, then what?
Being held as a prisoner in that horrible building?

Again?

His heart would probably fail him.
Not a cool way to die.
And absolutely useless for his partners in crime.
But leaving them behind wasn't that plain simple as Kiwi made it sound like.
God dammit.
But, no matter how much it cost him to admit it, even he couldn't stand up against an entire army this big on his own.
He needed help.
And he suddenly knew exactly where to find it.

Poor Kiwi.
The blow might come later.
Because there's just no time to process everything.
First things first…

Free some prisoners, the ones who are just taken and the one who's already gone for years.
What help is Vinnie thinking of?
And what will happen if our white furred friend sees Harley again?

Oh boy, the drama.

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PS: I didn't forget about Modo's dad, no worries. :)