Yes, I know. I'm such a slacker! Here, as promised is the next action-packed part!
Love Conquers All chapter five: The Rescue part two
The remaining GGs piled into the garage in silence. The sun was just setting and the evening was about to begin. The temperature was beginning to drop, which wasn't going to make their current situation easier. Just after they pulled of a risky move, they had to make another plan. This left each GG furiously annoyed.
"The security around Gum might be a little tight, seeing as how the keisatsu have been after rudies for years." Cube started. "So here's what we'll do," Beat broke in, stopping Cube in mid thought. "One of us'll go to the station, in disguise of course, and check things out. I nominate Tab because he looks liked he'd be related to Gum."
"What?! I do not look like I'd be related to her!"
"Trust me, you do."
"Well, what's that hafta do with anything?"
"You can go disguised as her dad or something."
"I do not look like anyone's father!"
"It doesn't matter! Just go to the station as her father or brother or something and ask to see her."
"Why do I have to do it?"
"Because you owe me one! Anyway, while Tab's checkin' the place out, the rest of us'll stand by. Garam, you're good with technical stuff right?"
"Yeah, no sweat for me!"
"Think you can shut down the security system?"
"Sure. All the circuit breaker needs is a few wire adjustments."
"Good. All right, here's the plan…."
Gum stared up at the ceiling from the bench in her cell. She was laying on it with her hands behind her head and her left leg hanging of the side. Everything had happened so fast. First there was Beat's confession of love, then the kidnapping, and now she found herself rotting away in jail. It had been hours since she was turned over and now she was bored out of her mind.
She had done a lot of thinking in those hours. About Beat, her current predicament, how and if she was going to break out. Just like with the Love Shockers, Gum gave the cops a bit of hell too. One good kick in the groin made one cop go down, and a swift kick to the shin sent another one cursing. That was about all the damage she could do. She sighed roughly at the thought. She was disappointed that she couldn't get any good punches or even a kick on Onishima. Still, they had learned that when dealing with a rudie, even the females can be dangerous. 'Serves 'em right. They should've been more careful to begin with.' Gum thought, a sly smile creeping across her face. 'They only saw the lady in me, so I had to show them the tiger.'
"Hey punk!"
Gum quickly sat up to see a lower rank officer standing out side her cell. "Your father's here to see you." Gum hid her confused expression and nodded. She stood up as the cop left, leaving her with a strange looking man. "Okay. Just who are…."
"Gum, it's me." Tab said, taking off a bit of his disguise as proof. "We're gonna bust you outta here!" A wave of relief swept over Gum. She was going to get out of this forsaken hell hole and the others weren't upset with her. At least not at the moment, but no one of that mattered. "How's Beat?" she asked quickly, as the thought suddenly returned to her mind. "Uh, he's fine. Trust me. The guy's got more energy than ever since you were kidnapped. This whole thing was his idea! I mean…LOOK!! Look at what I'm wearing!"
Gum placed her hand over her mouth as she snickered lightly. The sight of Tab dressed as a forty year old really was something else. She suppressed her laughter when Tab gave her an annoyed look. "Anyway," he continued, "we're working on getting you outta here as we speak, so just hang in there, okay?" Gum smiled and nodded. Tab's visiting time was just about up, so they bid each other farewell quickly and Tab made his exit. Gum returned to the bench and sat down. Her heart was racing with excitement. She was going to get out and Beat would be waiting for her. The hardest part was going to be the waiting.
Cube sighed silently as she casually made her way to the police station. Tab had just reported on the current situation at the station and Beat immediately sent everyone to work. The latter was walking beside her, mumbling to himself, and occasionally looking at the darkening evening sky through his green sunglasses. Cube did not like her part in the plan at all. While Beat was going to wait just outside the station, and Garam was in the back alley, trying to disable the alarm system, she had to seduce the guard into a false sense of security. This wasn't exactly the best thing for her self-respect, but she'd die before she let her friends down. Besides, she was the best pick-pocket the GGs had. She had to do it, she was the only one who could.
He was a new recruit, about twenty one. Young and new, but he was determined to prove that he was no push over. That he did well, that is why he was appointed as the security. However, even with his high discipline, he was still known to get distracted.
Ken drummed his fingers on his desk. Thing were boring as usual. He glanced around the room, at the clock, at his desk, back at the clock, out the window. He exhaled gently through his mouth as he restarted his gaze path. The clock, the desk, the clock again, out the window…..wait a minute! Ken caught his breath in his throat when he saw something outside the window. Something that looked like a young woman. A very beautiful young woman. A very beautiful young gothic woman which was walking up the stoop of the police station and towards the glass doors.
Cube pushed the doors open and dropped her arms to her sides. She looked straight at Ken and smiled slyly. She had obviously gotten Ken's attention, despite how he tried to hide that fact. She grinned and slowly made her way to his desk, swinging her hips slightly in a seductive way. 'I feel like such a tramp,' she thought as she placed her hands on his desk and leaned forward. "I wonder if you could help me," she said in a helpless way. Ken's eyes widen shortly, but he quickly covered it up and cleared his throat. "What..may I help you with young lady?" Cube smirked and slid to the side of his desk. She sat on the side, facing him slightly, and placed both her hands on her chest. "My brother's been kidnapped. I don't know what to do." She leaned in closer, causing Ken to scoot back a bit in surprise. She grabbed the arm of his chair to stop him and leaned towards his face. "Surely you know what to do." She placed both of her hands on the arm rests and faced him. "Well?"
"I..I'll have to get someone to help you file a report." Ken said, trying to get up. Cube pressed the middle of his chest and forced him to sit down. She ran her hand over his chest and wrinkled his baggy shirt a bit. "You can file a report, can't you?" Her hand started to move down his torso. "Can't you?" Ken fumbled for words. He tried once again to stand up, but decided to give in and leaned back in his chair. "I'll see what I can do." Cube suddenly spun away from him, putting her back to him as well as a good five feet between them. She closed her hands into fists and rested them both on her collar bone. "I knew you'd help! My brother, I will find you!" She slowly turned her wrist towards her and lifted it to her mouth. "Beat, I've got his keys," she whispered into her wrist radio. She turned around again, placing her hands behind her back. Slowly, she crept towards Ken, who prematurely sat back in his chair. She leaned in, closer and closer. Ken froze when their foreheads touched, but allowed himself to relax. After all, it wasn't everyday something like this happened to a guy. "Thank you," Cube whispered, closing off with a kiss. This time, Ken was prepared and readily kissed her back. He never noticed the young teenage male who had just walked past them.
Beat swiftly made his way through the halls. Adrenaline rushed through his veins, making him a bit shaky. It was only a matter of time before the guard noticed his keys were missing. There was a very high chance that Beat would run into a random officer. His greatest fear was that that officer would be Onishima. Never the less, Beat continued through the halls, backing into corners now and then to avoid detection. He pushed his fears to the bottom of his skates and found the holding tank in no time.
Disturbing looking captives snickered as Beat skated by. Many of them gave him nasty looks, while others looked cracked out of their minds. One man was leaning up against the wall with his elbow, and whistled as Beat went by, making the young teen cringe slightly. "Beat!" He pushed his surroundings out of his mind as he skated towards the source of the sound. There was no doubt in his mind who's voice that belonged to. He braked quickly and snapped his head to his right. Leaning up against the wall with her arms and legs both crossed and that unforgettable smirk on her face, was Gum. "Man, what to you so long?" she said in her casual voice. 'Looks like she's back to her old self.' Beat thought as he shuffled through the key cards. Not that Beat minded at all. It was the old Gum he had fallen in love with, and it was the old Gum he wanted to be with. Beat found the card key labeled for Gum's cell in no time and slid it through the lock on the wall. Immediately, the light on the lock switched to green and the cell door slid open.
Gum flew out of the cell and wrapped her arms around Beat. She felt his strong arms snake around her body in a protective manner. They couldn't have been happier to see each other. To be held by one-another. To know that the other was all right. It was just the thing they needed to recover from the hellish events of that day. It was the only thing they needed. "Let's get outta here." Beat whispered to Gum. She released herself from his embrace and nodded. Side by side, they skated down the hall towards freedom. Freedom, if they got out, tomorrow promised to be a great day for them both as they would begin their new life together. However, a sudden cut of the lights stopped them both in their tracks. Just as the lights went out, all of the cell doors in the holding tank opened. The captures piled out of their cells cheering for whatever force had granted them freedom. Beat and Gum skated in a panic to find someplace safe, but that proved impossible. With maniac suspects on the lose and a small army of police trying to regain control, there was nothing the two teens could do. They were quickly swallowed up by the mob forming around them.
Garam skated as fast as he could to the front of the police station, where the other GGs were waiting. "What's going on?" Mew demanded when she was him coming full force. "Something's gone wrong with the circuits! I must've crossed the wrong wires or something. Everything's gone nuts!" Without another word, the remaining GGs piled into the station to rescue their trapped friends.
Cube stood in a corner to prevent any sneak attacks. Armed with a chair, she fought of wave after wave of officers and suspects. "W….what's gotten into you?!" Ken asked from his position on the floor. "I'm sort of busy right now if you haven't noticed!" Cube said as she hit another oncoming attacker with her weapon. "But I thought that…"
"Shut up!"
Cube threw the chair at three officers and skated by them, knocking them down as she flew by. She found herself standing one on one with on of the officers. She narrowed her eyes and raised her fists, only to be laughed at. This poor guy didn't know how good a fighter Cube was. She charged at him and punched him right in the face. She then kicked him in the stomach and knocked him right in the jaw. She got in a few more punches before she found herself pinned to the ground by two more officers. She felt cuffs ready to encircle her wrists, when suddenly, the two men holding her were gone. The pressure from them just lifted away. She stumbled to her feet to see Combo by her side, holding an officer by the collar in each hand. He was backed up by the remaining GGs who fearlessly charged into the fray. "Looks like the cavalries here!" Cube said too herself as she joined the others on the battle front.
Beat and Gum pushed their way through the mob. They held on tightly to the other's hand so as not to lose one another in the riot. Beat fought fiercely to protect Gum while Gum fought back to protect him from attacks to his blind side. The spirit to fight and protect was so strong in the both of them that officers and suspects alike generally stayed away from them. Finally, the made it to a clearing. It was a small room, but big enough to comfortably move around. "Are you okay?" Beat and Gum asked each other in unison. "I'm fine," Gum said casually, but she knew that Beat didn't believe her when she felt his hand against her cheek, caressing a newly acquired bruise. "That's nothing," she said, gently removing his hand from her face. "What about you? Are you okay?"
Beat was about to answer, when a sudden strike from a very large object silenced him. Both Beat and Gum were sent flying after the tackle, Gum was knocked to the ground where her hat slipped off of her head, while Beat stumbled back, hitting the wall. In the moonlight, he got a glimpse of what had hit them. An unconscious suspect lay on the ground, blood streaming down his head and his eyes closed. He sighed with relief when he saw Gum getting back on her feet and uninjured. But the relief was quickly crushed when he saw a figure enter the room from the right. It was Onishima, and he didn't like the way he was looking at Gum. Oddly, it was almost as if the very sight of her frightened him.
It was hard to make out who the blonde haired girl was in the moonlight, but Onishima knew it was her. Kalistrano. She was a murderer at large and they had lost three good men trying to bring her in the other night. Kalistrano had ice running through her veins and wouldn't think twice about killing a small child with her bare hands. And now that she was out of her cell, who knew what she would do. Onishima had only one choice. He reached into his jacket and felt the handle of his large automatic, which he only used on rudies. Of course, rubber bullets were not going to stop this killer. He reached further into his jacket and gripped his hand around the handle of his 9mm glock. This was his final resort gun. His killing gun. He didn't like using it, but a keisatsu's gotta do what a keisatsu's gotta do.
Gum's eyes grew large when Onishima removed his hand from his jacket. She would've expected to see his hand gripping the automatic, but he was in fact holding, froze her in her spot. It was also the look Onishima was wearing. Fear mixed with a sense of duty and killing. Something none of the rudies had ever seen Onishima do. He held the gun in front of his body, the barrel pointing straight at Gum's chest. Straight at her heart. Beat saw this too, as well as Onishima's finger slowly putting pressure on the trigger. Everything seemed to go into slow motion now as Beat lunged forward with his left foot. He skated as fast as he could, pushing hard on the floor with his feet. He could her the clack of his skates on the floor as well as the beating of his own heart in his ears. Each sounding as slow as a clock, each filling his brain with their sound in a pattern. At the same pace, at the same time. His breath hissed through his teeth and his mouth was becoming dry. Slowly, ever so slowly, he saw himself getting closer to Onishima's target. Gum. He extended his right arm to try to reach her. He pushed himself forward one more time, and made contact with her body. Only when she felt his arms around her did Gum realize that Beat had rushed towards her.
All grew silent as the sound of a shot range through the jail. The smell of gun powder invaded the air and blood splattered the tile floor. A hot pain shot through Beat's arm as he stumbled forward. He saw himself falling, taking Gum along with him. As she hit the ground, she supported herself with her elbow. Beat's body came into contact with Gum's, providing him with a soft landing. Beat straightened up a bit, to get some of his weight off of Gum, and looked to his right. For some reason, Onishima was no longer there. He was long gone.
Gum's arms slipped under Beat's and helped him up. He stumbled a bit from his sudden new position and leaned up against Gum for support. Beat unconsciously lifted his left hand to his right shoulder. He cringed at the pain that shot through his body and slowly pulled his hand away. His hand was moist with some sort of warm and sticky liquid. He didn't need to look at his hand to know it was blood, but his eyes automatically took his gaze there. There was blood, a lot of blood, covering his hand and soaking into his black glove. He felt his right sleeve damp and clinking to his arm and the life-giving fluid gushed from his wound and dripped down his arm, making a large puddle on the floor.
Beat's body suddenly went limp again, and Gum held on to him tightly to keep him from falling. Beat rested his head against her chest and looked around the dark room. Gum was silent, and he could've sworn that he had heard Tab's voice from behind him. Suddenly, he was taken from Gum's support and Tab slipped under his left arm. Beat regained his balance as he put a small percentage of his weight on Tab. He shook his tired state from his head and allowed the others to guide him out of the jail, and back to safety.
The GG garage was busting with activity that night. Beat sat in a chair biting his tongue, trying not to let the pain get to him. Garam, Mew, and Cube were trying their best to safely remove the bullet from Beat's shoulder, but the only way to get it out was to dig it out. Needless to say, that was a pretty painful procedure and Beat was losing a lot of blood. Combo pulled tightly on the belt around Beat's arm, trying to slow the blood loss, but it wasn't much help. Gum stood in back of the group, watching helplessly. This time around, she would've volunteered to assist in a heart beat, but there was nothing she could do. The only ones with any medical knowledge that went beyond simple first aid were Garam, Mew, an Cube. She only would've gotten in the way, which would only make things worse for Beat. 'This is all my fault. This whole thing is my fault!' Gum thought bitterly as she stared at the ground, not wanting to see her poor love bleeding.
"We got it!" Mew cried in triumph as she pulled the bullet out of Beat's arm. Immediately, Cube and Garam set to work on cleansing the wound and bandaging it up. Beat gritted his teeth as Garam applied an alcohol soaked cloth to his shoulder. The bleeding was starting to go down a bit, but he had lost a lot of blood, the reason being why Garam pressed so much on the cloth. Cube unraveled a spool of gauze while Garam removed the cloth and placed a clean cotton patch over the wound. Cube wrapped the gauze around Beat's arm tightly and tied it off, making sure the patch was secure. Combo release his grip on the belt and Beat sighed, glad that it was over.
Beat welcomed the soft and warm feeling of his bed. The others had helped him to his room and Gum placed a soft blanket over his body after taking his skates off for him. She pulled up a chair and sat down, glancing about a bit to make sure the others had left. "How do you feel?"
"Not bad. A little on the tired side," Beat replied weakly.
"I just hope you don't get an infection. That's how this whole thing started."
"If I do, feel free to smack me upside my head if I say anything dumb."
Gum smirked and chuckled a bit, but then grew serious. "Beat, I'm sorry. It's my fault you got shot." Beat looked at her, a bit surprised, and shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I've been hurt worse than this before. Besides, it was worth it and I'd do it again in a heart beat." Gum smiled, but not her usual smirkish smile. Her rare passionate smile. The smile she never showed until Beat confessed his love to her. "Thank you," she whispered, which she topped off with a kiss on his cheek. However, Beat never felt the kiss or heard her 'thank you'. He had already passed out.
To be continued…..
Hmm, is it just me or does Beat pass out a lot in this fic? Oh well. Please review!