Xander walked up to Lindsey. It was about five in the morning. Lindsey had
been standing with Jenny and Catie at the top of the small hill, on the
look out for cops.
"One car left," Xander said. He didn't look tired in the least, but his voice held a note of exhaustion in it.
"Azalea," Jenny breathed.
"Who wants her?" Xander asked. "I'd do it, but we're going to start loading here soon. They need me here for that."
They all glanced at each other.
"Not me," Jenny said finally. "I'm in no condition for it. It'd be better for me to stay up here. Toby's bringin' out a police scanner in a minute. I can run it and keep watch while everyone else finishes up. What's left?"
"The 1967 Shelby Mustang GT 500, the Saleen S7, and the Prowler," Xander said. "The thing is, the Saleen S7 is in Jeff City. That's the only one they could find."
"What time is it?" Lindsey asked.
"Five fifteen," Xander answered.
"But that only give us two hours and forty five minutes!" Lindsey shrieked. "We'll never make it!"
"Let's go now!" Catie cried.
Xander handed the keys to his car to Catie and together, the two girls sprinted as fast as their legs would carry them to the GTO.
"We're going to Hell," Jenny muttered.
"On the Express," Xander answered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
An hour and fifteen minutes later, Lindsey and Catie arrived in the State's Capital City. They found the car parked outside a large home in a posh neighborhood. They both sat and stared at it for a moment.
Then Lindsey turned to Catie. "I want you to take the back roads home."
"What?" Catie asked. "Why? I'll get lost. I don't know the back roads!"
"You'll figure them out," Lindsey answered.
"But then I won't be there by the deadline!"
Lindsey said nothing.
"Hell . . . NO!" Catie cried. "No way! NO! If you guys get caught, I'm right there too! I'm not going to leave you all hanging like that!"
"Cat, don't be stupid," Lindsey said. "Think about Trunks. Think about your family. You don't need to go to jail or something like that."
"Neither do you!"
"I don't exactly plan on it, but you never know," Lindsey said. She stared down at her nails. They were growing out - she needed to have them filled. She suddenly looked up, her deep green eyes burning into Catie's hazel ones. "You're the best friend I've ever had, you know that?"
Catie blinked, then nodded. "You're my best friend, too."
"Promise me something, Catie."
"What?"
"If everything goes okay tonight and somehow we get through this, you'll be my Maid of Honor."
Catie took a deep breath and threw her arms around Lindsey in a hug. "Of course."
They broke apart and Lindsey made a move to get out of the car. Catie grabbed Lindsey's wrist.
"Lins," Catie said, "Fly."
Lindsey nodded and slinked her way over to the silver Saleen S7. She got into it and a moment later, the engine roared to life and she headed for home.
Catie ignored Lindsey's orders and followed Lindsey the whole way home on the highway.
*~*~*~*~*~
*What is she doing?!* Lindsey's mind screamed when she looked over and saw Catie driving the GTO right next to her on the highway. She shook her head - they were nearly home anyway.
When they rolled down the drive, it was a relief to say, "Azalea is home." She parked the car and got out. It was 7:56 and Azalea was the last car home.
Catie stepped out of the GTO and the two girls screamed and hugged each other. Already, the cars were being loaded onto the huge trucks that were to take them to a port to ship them overseas.
"We made it!" Catie shouted as she and Lindsey ran up the hill to where Jenny sat in a lawn chair.
Jenny didn't react. She was pale and her eyes were wide and seemed to stare at nothing.
"Jenny, what's wrong?" Catie asked.
Jenny stared up at her friend. "The cops are on their way."
"One car left," Xander said. He didn't look tired in the least, but his voice held a note of exhaustion in it.
"Azalea," Jenny breathed.
"Who wants her?" Xander asked. "I'd do it, but we're going to start loading here soon. They need me here for that."
They all glanced at each other.
"Not me," Jenny said finally. "I'm in no condition for it. It'd be better for me to stay up here. Toby's bringin' out a police scanner in a minute. I can run it and keep watch while everyone else finishes up. What's left?"
"The 1967 Shelby Mustang GT 500, the Saleen S7, and the Prowler," Xander said. "The thing is, the Saleen S7 is in Jeff City. That's the only one they could find."
"What time is it?" Lindsey asked.
"Five fifteen," Xander answered.
"But that only give us two hours and forty five minutes!" Lindsey shrieked. "We'll never make it!"
"Let's go now!" Catie cried.
Xander handed the keys to his car to Catie and together, the two girls sprinted as fast as their legs would carry them to the GTO.
"We're going to Hell," Jenny muttered.
"On the Express," Xander answered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
An hour and fifteen minutes later, Lindsey and Catie arrived in the State's Capital City. They found the car parked outside a large home in a posh neighborhood. They both sat and stared at it for a moment.
Then Lindsey turned to Catie. "I want you to take the back roads home."
"What?" Catie asked. "Why? I'll get lost. I don't know the back roads!"
"You'll figure them out," Lindsey answered.
"But then I won't be there by the deadline!"
Lindsey said nothing.
"Hell . . . NO!" Catie cried. "No way! NO! If you guys get caught, I'm right there too! I'm not going to leave you all hanging like that!"
"Cat, don't be stupid," Lindsey said. "Think about Trunks. Think about your family. You don't need to go to jail or something like that."
"Neither do you!"
"I don't exactly plan on it, but you never know," Lindsey said. She stared down at her nails. They were growing out - she needed to have them filled. She suddenly looked up, her deep green eyes burning into Catie's hazel ones. "You're the best friend I've ever had, you know that?"
Catie blinked, then nodded. "You're my best friend, too."
"Promise me something, Catie."
"What?"
"If everything goes okay tonight and somehow we get through this, you'll be my Maid of Honor."
Catie took a deep breath and threw her arms around Lindsey in a hug. "Of course."
They broke apart and Lindsey made a move to get out of the car. Catie grabbed Lindsey's wrist.
"Lins," Catie said, "Fly."
Lindsey nodded and slinked her way over to the silver Saleen S7. She got into it and a moment later, the engine roared to life and she headed for home.
Catie ignored Lindsey's orders and followed Lindsey the whole way home on the highway.
*~*~*~*~*~
*What is she doing?!* Lindsey's mind screamed when she looked over and saw Catie driving the GTO right next to her on the highway. She shook her head - they were nearly home anyway.
When they rolled down the drive, it was a relief to say, "Azalea is home." She parked the car and got out. It was 7:56 and Azalea was the last car home.
Catie stepped out of the GTO and the two girls screamed and hugged each other. Already, the cars were being loaded onto the huge trucks that were to take them to a port to ship them overseas.
"We made it!" Catie shouted as she and Lindsey ran up the hill to where Jenny sat in a lawn chair.
Jenny didn't react. She was pale and her eyes were wide and seemed to stare at nothing.
"Jenny, what's wrong?" Catie asked.
Jenny stared up at her friend. "The cops are on their way."