Dangerous Intelligence
Chapter Seven: Goodnight And Thank You
Well, here it is, another ending. *le sigh* I want to thank Crash Bandicoot Warped, because if I hadn't gotten stuck on it, I wouldn't have written everything this fast. *lol* Review! I LIVE FOR REVIEWS! I realized earlier on that I made a mistake calculating the days this stuff happened on...but if you didn't catch it, I'm not gonna tell you, and if you did catch it, hurrah, but DON'T SAY ANYTHING. I'm not perfect. DON'T NITPICK! WAH! *goes off to bawl*
Cybersix realized there would be no point in keeping everyone up later than it already was. Data 7, can you take Julian back?
He looked up at her, extremely miffed. Of course. I got him here, didn't I?
All right, all right. Be careful.
I AM!
Data 7 nudged Julian onto his back and leaped to the roof, taking a last glance at Cybersix. Julian took the opportunity to wave, and then they were gone.
Cybersix smiled after them before looking at Lucas, standing up quite steadily now. Lucas, I think I owe you my thanks once again.
Looking slightly sheepish, Lucas smiled. What's a friend for except to save your life repeatedly?
I think it's been the other way around! If I recall, you were the one who charged head first at a pack of Fixed Ideas.
And who decided to handle blackmail alone?
That's different.
Different, my foot.
Cybersix laughed. Well, as late as it is, I suppose we'd best say goodnight.
Goodnight, then, Lucas nodded, resisting the urge to give her a goodnight kiss.
She nodded. Goodnight, and thank you.
Lucas waved off the thanks. Don't worry about it. He turned and walked back down the alley, glancing back over his shoulder just in time to see her shadow disappear over the rooftops. A smile on his face, Lucas headed home.
Cybersix closed her balcony doors, removing her hat and gloves, setting them on her bed and sighing in relief. James could no longer hurt her, and her secret was still safe. Still, she felt a pain in her heart. She'd failed to save James, a fellow creation. she reminded herself, he'd have me dead, too. Regardless, forgiving herself wouldn't be easy.
She caught her eye in the mirror. I will never be so careless again, she vowed, and I will keep myself and my friends safe.
That's a promise.
All right, it's cheesy. What do you want, CONSTANT originality?