They told him at eight that night. He was very angry. Now, since he had to
be at the police station at nine, he didn't have enough time to seduce the
guard and escape. He cursed himself as he realized that he should have
started at seven.
He knew that Janet would recognize him right away if Brad didn't. They wouldn't let him take off the make-up, and he had too much pride to wipe it off with his hands. He would rather die than do that again.
His mind wandered to Columbia. He wondered if she knew where he was and was knowingly ignoring it. He wondered if she was still angry, and hoped she wasn't. In that thought, he felt a glimmer of some other side of him. It frightened him, so he stopped thinking about her.
But that was no good, anyway. He immediately thought of Feral Hane. He knew he would never forget that name, while all others may fade. She had been his little Fay Wray. Someone he enjoyed talking to, and really wasn't insane. He said slowly, "Whatever happened to my Fay Wray..? That delicate, sorrow draped frame. I told a lie, and she started to cry, because I used to dress.. Just the same."
He was startled by his own conscious. He looked down at himself. He realized, "No.. I AM dressed the same.." He was frightened again by this odd feeling in his heart, so he tried to escape it. He began counting the squares in his fishnets.
br Columbia and Fay had finally narrowed it down. He was either in jail.. or he was gone from the face of the Earth.. literally. Columbia walked to the policeman at the main desk, "Excuse me, may we see Dr. Frank N Furter?"
"No visitors for him."
Columbia rolled her eyes, "Ok, fine. I own a strip club. If you let us see him, I'll let you in free."
The man nodded silently and led them through several double doors. Finally, they reached Frank's cell, and the policeman left them. Frank didn't notice them right away. He was sitting in the corner, head down. Columbia nudged Fay to speak. She obeyed, "Er.. Frank?"
He looked up slowly. He only stared at her. Finally, he spoke, "137."
She frowned, "What?"
He went on sadly, "There's one-hundred and thirty-seven squares in one fishnet stocking.."
Fay raised an eyebrow, "Oh.. You look.. Nice, Frank."
He nodded, "Yes.. I know." He got up, looking at Columbia, "Hello, Col."
She nodded, "Hello, Frankie."
He asked, "So, now that I'm me again.. Both of you won't have to be upset anymore.. I have to leave soon.. Janet Weiss is going to testify that I'm the culprit of her 'violation'."
Fay's eyes went wide, "Oh, no! You'll be here for years! Oh, Frank, no!"
He glared at her, "Wouldn't you prefer that, Fay? Wouldn't you? Much better than me being able to 'touch you', right?!"
She looked horrified, "Oh.. God, I was harsh on you.. I should have accepted that you changed, Frank.. I'm sorry."
He looked away, "When did I ever do anything worthy of real love, anyway.."
She stared, surprised, "You DID hear me.. She put a hand through the bars, "Frank, how old are you?"
He ignored the hand, "I'm twenty-six."
She sighed, "Nine years is a bit much, isn't it?"
He looked at her, "What do you mean?
"Nothing."
The policeman came back then. "Sorry, ladies. I have to take this guy to the station." He opened the cell door and walked Frank out of it.
Fay said hurriedly, "Frank?"
He looked hopeless, "Hmm?"
A tear made its way down her cheek, "You don't frighten me, Frank.. I think you're.. I think you're beautiful."
His cheek matched hers as he was pulled away from them. Columbia grabbed her arm, "Come on!"
The hurried in the opposite direction. Fay asked, "Where are we-"
Col kept dragging her, "I'm not giving up this easy! We're going to the police station!"
br
Janet and Brad stepped into the station and sat down. Janet looked casually around. Before them, across the floor, were two double doors. She could swear she saw Frank go through one..
Just then, a face Janet recognized well burst through the main door. It was that tap dancing girl.. Columbia. That was her name. She had a girl Janet didn't know by the arm. Brad stood up, "Columbia?"
Columbia looked at him, "Brad!"
Fay looked surprised, "Brad?"
Columbia looked at Janet, "Janet!"
Fay was even more surprised, "Janet?"
"Columbia?"
"Brad!"
"Brad?"
"Janet!"
"Janet?"
"Columbia?"
"Brad!"
"Brad?"
"Janet!"
"Janet?"
Fay finally said, "Hang on! You're Janet Weiss and Brad Majors?"
Janet corrected, "Actually, I'm Janet Majors now. We got married. I'm assuming you read the newspaper articles."
Fay nodded, "I have. Listen, Janet. Is Frank here?"
She shrugged, surprised this girl knew Frank, "I have no idea. Why?"
Columbia cut in, "Being charged with rape will ruin his life, Janet. We have to get him out of here.. And without breaking any laws."
Janet crossed her arms, "I'm sorry, but I have been very upset over the last ten years. Especially since my son is definitely not Brad's.. Brad has been very tolerant. We want our justice."
Just then, the doors flew open again. This time, it was Frank. He had broken free of the police and was running, with them close behind. They tackled him as he reached the middle of the room. He fell with a crash.
Janet backed away, screaming. Brad adjusted his glasses. Columbia squeaked and bit her lip. Fay kneeled at Frank side as they cuffed him again, "Frank, are you ok?"
He nodded, gasping, "Yes.. Fay, please forgive me.."
She smiled, "I can, I will.. I love you."
The two policemen began to tug him to get up, but he didn't, "I think.. I think I love you, too.. I don't know if I can really recognize the feeling, but I think it's there. I'm sorry I hurt you. I really am. Before I go, just make sure you hear me.. I love you, too."
She smiled, "Thank you.."
The policemen urged, "Come on, lover boy, let's go!"
He growled, "Hang on, both of you!" He tried to hug her, quickly realizing that his hands were cuffed behind his back. He leaned forward, and she met him half way. He kissed her softly, and it really was different. It wasn't like before, and he knew it would never be. When he released her, Janet stood up.
"Officers, excuse me."
They looked at her, "Yes, Miss?"
Janet walked forward, "I'm here to identify my attacker." She pretended to look unsure, "Is this the man you think is the Frank N. Furter that violated me?"
They both nodded, "Uh.. Ya.."
She put her hands on her hips, "Some police force you are. This isn't my attacker! Let this poor man go!"
Frank looked at Janet, amazed beyond belief. Fay let her jaw drop. Brad adjusted his glasses.. again. The policemen looked defeated. One said, "Well, I guess you're free to go, sir.. Sorry for the inconvenience.."
The took off his handcuffs, and Frank said slowly, "No trouble at all. We all make mistakes."
The two men walked through the double doors as Frank turned to Janet, "How can I ever repay you?"
Janet smiled, "I didn't do it because I want anything, Frank. I did it because you have a duty to fulfill."
Frank gulped, "Which is?"
She nodded toward Fay, "You have a heart in your hands."
He smiled, "Thank you very much. Both of you."
Brad and Janet said their goodbyes soon enough and hurried away. That left only Columbia, Fay and Frank. Columbia broke the silence, "So.. What now?"
Frank wiped his eye shadow away with his hands, "I have a few changes to make in my lifestyle.. And then, I have another commitment."
Fay laughed, "What's that?"
He kissed her again, even more slowly than before. He held her for a long time, finally whispering, "You.." He straightened up, offering his hand, "Let's go tell your mother."
Fay wasn't afraid anymore. She knew she was sane, and didn't care about Dr. Retruf, or what her mother thought, or about Mick. She had Frank. She nodded, "I'd enjoy that."
He knew that Janet would recognize him right away if Brad didn't. They wouldn't let him take off the make-up, and he had too much pride to wipe it off with his hands. He would rather die than do that again.
His mind wandered to Columbia. He wondered if she knew where he was and was knowingly ignoring it. He wondered if she was still angry, and hoped she wasn't. In that thought, he felt a glimmer of some other side of him. It frightened him, so he stopped thinking about her.
But that was no good, anyway. He immediately thought of Feral Hane. He knew he would never forget that name, while all others may fade. She had been his little Fay Wray. Someone he enjoyed talking to, and really wasn't insane. He said slowly, "Whatever happened to my Fay Wray..? That delicate, sorrow draped frame. I told a lie, and she started to cry, because I used to dress.. Just the same."
He was startled by his own conscious. He looked down at himself. He realized, "No.. I AM dressed the same.." He was frightened again by this odd feeling in his heart, so he tried to escape it. He began counting the squares in his fishnets.
br Columbia and Fay had finally narrowed it down. He was either in jail.. or he was gone from the face of the Earth.. literally. Columbia walked to the policeman at the main desk, "Excuse me, may we see Dr. Frank N Furter?"
"No visitors for him."
Columbia rolled her eyes, "Ok, fine. I own a strip club. If you let us see him, I'll let you in free."
The man nodded silently and led them through several double doors. Finally, they reached Frank's cell, and the policeman left them. Frank didn't notice them right away. He was sitting in the corner, head down. Columbia nudged Fay to speak. She obeyed, "Er.. Frank?"
He looked up slowly. He only stared at her. Finally, he spoke, "137."
She frowned, "What?"
He went on sadly, "There's one-hundred and thirty-seven squares in one fishnet stocking.."
Fay raised an eyebrow, "Oh.. You look.. Nice, Frank."
He nodded, "Yes.. I know." He got up, looking at Columbia, "Hello, Col."
She nodded, "Hello, Frankie."
He asked, "So, now that I'm me again.. Both of you won't have to be upset anymore.. I have to leave soon.. Janet Weiss is going to testify that I'm the culprit of her 'violation'."
Fay's eyes went wide, "Oh, no! You'll be here for years! Oh, Frank, no!"
He glared at her, "Wouldn't you prefer that, Fay? Wouldn't you? Much better than me being able to 'touch you', right?!"
She looked horrified, "Oh.. God, I was harsh on you.. I should have accepted that you changed, Frank.. I'm sorry."
He looked away, "When did I ever do anything worthy of real love, anyway.."
She stared, surprised, "You DID hear me.. She put a hand through the bars, "Frank, how old are you?"
He ignored the hand, "I'm twenty-six."
She sighed, "Nine years is a bit much, isn't it?"
He looked at her, "What do you mean?
"Nothing."
The policeman came back then. "Sorry, ladies. I have to take this guy to the station." He opened the cell door and walked Frank out of it.
Fay said hurriedly, "Frank?"
He looked hopeless, "Hmm?"
A tear made its way down her cheek, "You don't frighten me, Frank.. I think you're.. I think you're beautiful."
His cheek matched hers as he was pulled away from them. Columbia grabbed her arm, "Come on!"
The hurried in the opposite direction. Fay asked, "Where are we-"
Col kept dragging her, "I'm not giving up this easy! We're going to the police station!"
br
Janet and Brad stepped into the station and sat down. Janet looked casually around. Before them, across the floor, were two double doors. She could swear she saw Frank go through one..
Just then, a face Janet recognized well burst through the main door. It was that tap dancing girl.. Columbia. That was her name. She had a girl Janet didn't know by the arm. Brad stood up, "Columbia?"
Columbia looked at him, "Brad!"
Fay looked surprised, "Brad?"
Columbia looked at Janet, "Janet!"
Fay was even more surprised, "Janet?"
"Columbia?"
"Brad!"
"Brad?"
"Janet!"
"Janet?"
"Columbia?"
"Brad!"
"Brad?"
"Janet!"
"Janet?"
Fay finally said, "Hang on! You're Janet Weiss and Brad Majors?"
Janet corrected, "Actually, I'm Janet Majors now. We got married. I'm assuming you read the newspaper articles."
Fay nodded, "I have. Listen, Janet. Is Frank here?"
She shrugged, surprised this girl knew Frank, "I have no idea. Why?"
Columbia cut in, "Being charged with rape will ruin his life, Janet. We have to get him out of here.. And without breaking any laws."
Janet crossed her arms, "I'm sorry, but I have been very upset over the last ten years. Especially since my son is definitely not Brad's.. Brad has been very tolerant. We want our justice."
Just then, the doors flew open again. This time, it was Frank. He had broken free of the police and was running, with them close behind. They tackled him as he reached the middle of the room. He fell with a crash.
Janet backed away, screaming. Brad adjusted his glasses. Columbia squeaked and bit her lip. Fay kneeled at Frank side as they cuffed him again, "Frank, are you ok?"
He nodded, gasping, "Yes.. Fay, please forgive me.."
She smiled, "I can, I will.. I love you."
The two policemen began to tug him to get up, but he didn't, "I think.. I think I love you, too.. I don't know if I can really recognize the feeling, but I think it's there. I'm sorry I hurt you. I really am. Before I go, just make sure you hear me.. I love you, too."
She smiled, "Thank you.."
The policemen urged, "Come on, lover boy, let's go!"
He growled, "Hang on, both of you!" He tried to hug her, quickly realizing that his hands were cuffed behind his back. He leaned forward, and she met him half way. He kissed her softly, and it really was different. It wasn't like before, and he knew it would never be. When he released her, Janet stood up.
"Officers, excuse me."
They looked at her, "Yes, Miss?"
Janet walked forward, "I'm here to identify my attacker." She pretended to look unsure, "Is this the man you think is the Frank N. Furter that violated me?"
They both nodded, "Uh.. Ya.."
She put her hands on her hips, "Some police force you are. This isn't my attacker! Let this poor man go!"
Frank looked at Janet, amazed beyond belief. Fay let her jaw drop. Brad adjusted his glasses.. again. The policemen looked defeated. One said, "Well, I guess you're free to go, sir.. Sorry for the inconvenience.."
The took off his handcuffs, and Frank said slowly, "No trouble at all. We all make mistakes."
The two men walked through the double doors as Frank turned to Janet, "How can I ever repay you?"
Janet smiled, "I didn't do it because I want anything, Frank. I did it because you have a duty to fulfill."
Frank gulped, "Which is?"
She nodded toward Fay, "You have a heart in your hands."
He smiled, "Thank you very much. Both of you."
Brad and Janet said their goodbyes soon enough and hurried away. That left only Columbia, Fay and Frank. Columbia broke the silence, "So.. What now?"
Frank wiped his eye shadow away with his hands, "I have a few changes to make in my lifestyle.. And then, I have another commitment."
Fay laughed, "What's that?"
He kissed her again, even more slowly than before. He held her for a long time, finally whispering, "You.." He straightened up, offering his hand, "Let's go tell your mother."
Fay wasn't afraid anymore. She knew she was sane, and didn't care about Dr. Retruf, or what her mother thought, or about Mick. She had Frank. She nodded, "I'd enjoy that."