Gravel crunched loudly as the two bikes halted in front of the warehouse.
The partying in the field continued - only Yorgi and Viktor were waiting to
hear from Kolya. Yorgi's cold black eyes widened when he saw his brother on
the back of Lindsey's bike. Viktor ran to them and scooped Kolya into his
arms. It was an odd sight - tall, muscular Kolya being held like a small
child. Viktor stared down at his friend with anger in his eyes. Not an
anger for Kolya, but for the man who had shot him.
Yorgi hissed something in Russian to Viktor, who nodded and headed for the house with Kolya. Yorgi's jaw was set and his black eyes were flashing. He stared at the three girls before him for a moment, then turned on his heel and strode after Viktor.
Leelee's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. "Yorgi! Wait!"
Yorgi froze in his tracks, but did not turn.
"Our friends are in the house waiting for us," Leelee said. "They're probably still in there."
"Then come with me," Yorgi said, his voice sounding thick, as though he were fighting the urge to cry or to scream or perhaps both.
Sure enough, when they entered the garage, there stood the Z-Fighters, looking fit to kill. Viktor had laid Kolya on the cold cement and stood between him and the Z-Fighters, his sleeves rolled up and looking menacing.
Yorgi barked something in Russian, his voice cracking, and Viktor lowered his fists.
"What are you doing in my house?" Yorgi growled.
"Yorgi, we just came to find the girls," Gohan said, holding his hands up in front of him innocently, trying to avoid a confrontation. "We aren't looking for anything else."
"Why would you bring them here on this night, Gohan?" Yorgi asked.
Gohan fell silent. If he said he had tried to stop them, then they would be suspicious as to why. And he didn't really have any other reason. So he kept his mouth shut. There was a long, uncomfortable silence.
"Yorgi?" Lindsey whispered.
He turned to look at her.
"What are we going to do with Kolya?"
Kolya was starting to shake and was gasping for air.
Jenny and Sabriena walked in, both giggling and talking quickly. They both froze when they saw the scene before them.
"What happened?" Jenny cried, falling to her knees next to Kolya.
Yorgi grabbed Jenny by the back of her neck and hauled her to her feet. "Get Toby. NOW." He then flung her away, towards the stairs. Looking shocked, but unhurt, she stumbled for a few steps, then ran for the rest of the house. She disappeared through the door and it slammed behind her.
Dende was trying to reason with Viktor. "If you just let me-"
Viktor was shaking his big head. "You will not touch him. I do not know you. Toby will come and he will do something for him."
"I can fix this!" Dende protested. "If you just let me near him, he'll be fine!"
"Don't waste your breath, Dende," Piccolo said, staring at Viktor.
"If he wants to let his friend die, that's his decision."
Yorgi looked quickly at Dende. "You can heal my brother?"
"Yes," Dende answered.
Yorgi looked uncertain. He looked from Dende to Kolya and back to Dende. Kolya was fighting not to whimper and was shaking harder than ever.
"Yorgi, let Dende heal him or Kolya is going to die!" Lindsey shouted.
"Viktor!" Yorgi said, "Let him do what he will. He is our only hope for Kolya. Let him try."
Dende seemed to smile and pushed passed Viktor to where Kolya was lying on the cement. He knelt next to him.
"Wh- who a-are-?" Kolya tried to choke out.
"I'm here to help," Dende said. He stretched his hands out over Kolya's body and began to chant something softly in Namek. A soft yellow glow engulfed Kolya's form for a few minutes. Then, slowly, the glow faded and Dende sat back on his knees. Everyone seemed to hold their breath. Kolya sat up and blinked a few times. He stretched his right arm and grinned. He jumped up.
"Sweet shit," he breathed. "Thanks, man!" He shook Dende's hand as Dende stood.
Kolya's blue eyes were wide. "Did we make it?"
Yorgi nodded once. He walked to Dende. "I thank you," he said, "if you had not been here, I'm afraid my brother would have died."
"I will never die!" Kolya laughed heartily. "I think this proves it."
"I think that this proves that you owe those girls a thank you for going to find your sorry, half-dead ass," Yorgi said, keeping his voice calm and low, as always.
Grinning, Kolya trotted over to the girls. He gave Lindsey a huge kiss on the cheek, then swept Catie and Leelee up in his arms. He once again heaved them both over his shoulders. Catie and Leelee squealed and laughed.
"What are we going to do with you, Kolya?" Lindsey asked, her hands on her hips.
"Worship me," he answered.
"But you're not Christ," Catie said.
"True. But I am a God!" He laughed again.
"Kolya, I can't breathe," Leelee groaned.
He let her drop to the floor and planted a kiss on her cheek. Then he did the same with Catie. "That is my thank you," he told them in his gravelly voice. "Now we party."
"He's here!" Jenny cried, running down the stairs with Toby in tow. "I found him!"
Both Jenny and Toby were red-faced and breathing heavily.
"Too late!" Kolya cried. "I am cured!" He raised both of his muscular arms above his head.
"Damn you," Toby muttered. Kolya grabbed Toby in a head-lock and noogied him.
Jenny was semi-smiling. "You'll never guess where I found Toby," she muttered to the girls.
Catie was getting ready to ask, "Where?" but Sabriena cut them off.
"What in the Hell are they doing here?" she screamed, pointing at the Z- Fighters. Everyone blinked at her.
"I was wondering the same, myself," Yorgi said, crossing his arms, his voice a little louder than usual.
"We came to look for you," Piccolo said.
Sabriena's eyes flashed. "I have had enough of you," she hissed. "Every damn time I turn around, there YOU are!"
"Briena, quit it," Jenny said, standing up straight.
"No!" she argued. "I can't stand this anymore! Do you know what would have happened if they had come down to the field? They could have-"
"ENOUGH!" Yorgi bellowed.
"NO!" Sabriena shot back.
Everyone stared at her in shock. No one yelled at Yorgi. Ever.
"Sabriena, they were just worried, that's all!" Jenny cried. "It's not just Piccolo, you know."
"Right," Sabriena said, rolling her eyes.
"What is your deal?" Jenny cried. "Are you drunk?"
"No," Sabriena answered, trying to hide the bottle of Sky Blue behind her back.
"Whatever, you liar," Jenny muttered.
"You know what, Jenny?" Sabriena said, throwing the bottle aside and it shattered. "Fuck you."
"What the hell did I do to you?" Jenny screeched.
"You don't give a damn about any of us anymore!" Sabriena shouted. "It's all about Piccolo!"
"It's not my fault you didn't want Ardon to come here!" Jenny said. "It's not my fault that you and Tumbler didn't get back together."
Sabriena's eyes flashed and she powered up, golden light surrounding her body. "Take it back, bitch."
"Never," Jenny spat, her hair suddenly flashing a deep blue and swirling about her head and shoulders.
Sabriena and Jenny dove at each other at the same time. They were both so angry at each other, so blinded by hate, that they lost their power-ups and were wrestling around on the floor.
"Sabriena, stop it!" Piccolo shouted. He pulled Sabriena off of Jenny. "You might hurt the ba-" He stopped himself.
Sabriena blinked, pushing hair out of her own face. "What did you say?"
"You might hurt her," Piccolo corrected himself.
"No, no," Sabriena argued. "You said 'you might hurt the baby'." She took a few bouncing steps backward. "Baby? Jenny, don't tell me you're pregnant?"
It just had to happen then. Of all times - it had to strike now. Jenny felt a wave of nausea hit her and she had to run for the trash can beside the bar.
"This sure as hell explains a lot," Sabriena laughed. "Being sick, not drinking, grumpy as hell..."
"That's enough!" Piccolo yelled at Sabriena and went to Jenny. He pulled her hair back as she leaned heavily on the trash can, gasping for air. "It's okay," he whispered. "It's gonna be okay."
Jenny shook her head and shoved Piccolo away. "No," she said. She stood up straight. She looked at everyone as they all stared at her. They became blurry before her eyes and she turned and ran so they wouldn't see her cry.
Lindsey turned to Sabriena. "You can be the biggest bitch when you're drunk."
Sabriena was boredly picking at her fingernails. "Fuck you too," she muttered, then turned and walked back outside.
"Jenny," Catie whispered, looking up at the open door that led into the rest of the house. "I'm going after her."
"I think we've got bigger problems than worrying about Jenny at the moment, guys," Leelee said. She was staring wide-eyed at the door.
There stood Chi-chi, Bulma and Eighteen, staring at the girls with anger.
Chi-chi was holding something in her hand. "Care to explain what's been going on?" she asked. She waved her hand, holding a scanner. "Found this in your house, Lindsey."
"This just can't get any worse," Catie muttered as Leelee flopped down in one of the metal chairs nearby.
Lindsey sat down, too. "There goes my wedding."
"Anarchy 99 Express," Catie muttered. "Now entering Hell."
Yorgi hissed something in Russian to Viktor, who nodded and headed for the house with Kolya. Yorgi's jaw was set and his black eyes were flashing. He stared at the three girls before him for a moment, then turned on his heel and strode after Viktor.
Leelee's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. "Yorgi! Wait!"
Yorgi froze in his tracks, but did not turn.
"Our friends are in the house waiting for us," Leelee said. "They're probably still in there."
"Then come with me," Yorgi said, his voice sounding thick, as though he were fighting the urge to cry or to scream or perhaps both.
Sure enough, when they entered the garage, there stood the Z-Fighters, looking fit to kill. Viktor had laid Kolya on the cold cement and stood between him and the Z-Fighters, his sleeves rolled up and looking menacing.
Yorgi barked something in Russian, his voice cracking, and Viktor lowered his fists.
"What are you doing in my house?" Yorgi growled.
"Yorgi, we just came to find the girls," Gohan said, holding his hands up in front of him innocently, trying to avoid a confrontation. "We aren't looking for anything else."
"Why would you bring them here on this night, Gohan?" Yorgi asked.
Gohan fell silent. If he said he had tried to stop them, then they would be suspicious as to why. And he didn't really have any other reason. So he kept his mouth shut. There was a long, uncomfortable silence.
"Yorgi?" Lindsey whispered.
He turned to look at her.
"What are we going to do with Kolya?"
Kolya was starting to shake and was gasping for air.
Jenny and Sabriena walked in, both giggling and talking quickly. They both froze when they saw the scene before them.
"What happened?" Jenny cried, falling to her knees next to Kolya.
Yorgi grabbed Jenny by the back of her neck and hauled her to her feet. "Get Toby. NOW." He then flung her away, towards the stairs. Looking shocked, but unhurt, she stumbled for a few steps, then ran for the rest of the house. She disappeared through the door and it slammed behind her.
Dende was trying to reason with Viktor. "If you just let me-"
Viktor was shaking his big head. "You will not touch him. I do not know you. Toby will come and he will do something for him."
"I can fix this!" Dende protested. "If you just let me near him, he'll be fine!"
"Don't waste your breath, Dende," Piccolo said, staring at Viktor.
"If he wants to let his friend die, that's his decision."
Yorgi looked quickly at Dende. "You can heal my brother?"
"Yes," Dende answered.
Yorgi looked uncertain. He looked from Dende to Kolya and back to Dende. Kolya was fighting not to whimper and was shaking harder than ever.
"Yorgi, let Dende heal him or Kolya is going to die!" Lindsey shouted.
"Viktor!" Yorgi said, "Let him do what he will. He is our only hope for Kolya. Let him try."
Dende seemed to smile and pushed passed Viktor to where Kolya was lying on the cement. He knelt next to him.
"Wh- who a-are-?" Kolya tried to choke out.
"I'm here to help," Dende said. He stretched his hands out over Kolya's body and began to chant something softly in Namek. A soft yellow glow engulfed Kolya's form for a few minutes. Then, slowly, the glow faded and Dende sat back on his knees. Everyone seemed to hold their breath. Kolya sat up and blinked a few times. He stretched his right arm and grinned. He jumped up.
"Sweet shit," he breathed. "Thanks, man!" He shook Dende's hand as Dende stood.
Kolya's blue eyes were wide. "Did we make it?"
Yorgi nodded once. He walked to Dende. "I thank you," he said, "if you had not been here, I'm afraid my brother would have died."
"I will never die!" Kolya laughed heartily. "I think this proves it."
"I think that this proves that you owe those girls a thank you for going to find your sorry, half-dead ass," Yorgi said, keeping his voice calm and low, as always.
Grinning, Kolya trotted over to the girls. He gave Lindsey a huge kiss on the cheek, then swept Catie and Leelee up in his arms. He once again heaved them both over his shoulders. Catie and Leelee squealed and laughed.
"What are we going to do with you, Kolya?" Lindsey asked, her hands on her hips.
"Worship me," he answered.
"But you're not Christ," Catie said.
"True. But I am a God!" He laughed again.
"Kolya, I can't breathe," Leelee groaned.
He let her drop to the floor and planted a kiss on her cheek. Then he did the same with Catie. "That is my thank you," he told them in his gravelly voice. "Now we party."
"He's here!" Jenny cried, running down the stairs with Toby in tow. "I found him!"
Both Jenny and Toby were red-faced and breathing heavily.
"Too late!" Kolya cried. "I am cured!" He raised both of his muscular arms above his head.
"Damn you," Toby muttered. Kolya grabbed Toby in a head-lock and noogied him.
Jenny was semi-smiling. "You'll never guess where I found Toby," she muttered to the girls.
Catie was getting ready to ask, "Where?" but Sabriena cut them off.
"What in the Hell are they doing here?" she screamed, pointing at the Z- Fighters. Everyone blinked at her.
"I was wondering the same, myself," Yorgi said, crossing his arms, his voice a little louder than usual.
"We came to look for you," Piccolo said.
Sabriena's eyes flashed. "I have had enough of you," she hissed. "Every damn time I turn around, there YOU are!"
"Briena, quit it," Jenny said, standing up straight.
"No!" she argued. "I can't stand this anymore! Do you know what would have happened if they had come down to the field? They could have-"
"ENOUGH!" Yorgi bellowed.
"NO!" Sabriena shot back.
Everyone stared at her in shock. No one yelled at Yorgi. Ever.
"Sabriena, they were just worried, that's all!" Jenny cried. "It's not just Piccolo, you know."
"Right," Sabriena said, rolling her eyes.
"What is your deal?" Jenny cried. "Are you drunk?"
"No," Sabriena answered, trying to hide the bottle of Sky Blue behind her back.
"Whatever, you liar," Jenny muttered.
"You know what, Jenny?" Sabriena said, throwing the bottle aside and it shattered. "Fuck you."
"What the hell did I do to you?" Jenny screeched.
"You don't give a damn about any of us anymore!" Sabriena shouted. "It's all about Piccolo!"
"It's not my fault you didn't want Ardon to come here!" Jenny said. "It's not my fault that you and Tumbler didn't get back together."
Sabriena's eyes flashed and she powered up, golden light surrounding her body. "Take it back, bitch."
"Never," Jenny spat, her hair suddenly flashing a deep blue and swirling about her head and shoulders.
Sabriena and Jenny dove at each other at the same time. They were both so angry at each other, so blinded by hate, that they lost their power-ups and were wrestling around on the floor.
"Sabriena, stop it!" Piccolo shouted. He pulled Sabriena off of Jenny. "You might hurt the ba-" He stopped himself.
Sabriena blinked, pushing hair out of her own face. "What did you say?"
"You might hurt her," Piccolo corrected himself.
"No, no," Sabriena argued. "You said 'you might hurt the baby'." She took a few bouncing steps backward. "Baby? Jenny, don't tell me you're pregnant?"
It just had to happen then. Of all times - it had to strike now. Jenny felt a wave of nausea hit her and she had to run for the trash can beside the bar.
"This sure as hell explains a lot," Sabriena laughed. "Being sick, not drinking, grumpy as hell..."
"That's enough!" Piccolo yelled at Sabriena and went to Jenny. He pulled her hair back as she leaned heavily on the trash can, gasping for air. "It's okay," he whispered. "It's gonna be okay."
Jenny shook her head and shoved Piccolo away. "No," she said. She stood up straight. She looked at everyone as they all stared at her. They became blurry before her eyes and she turned and ran so they wouldn't see her cry.
Lindsey turned to Sabriena. "You can be the biggest bitch when you're drunk."
Sabriena was boredly picking at her fingernails. "Fuck you too," she muttered, then turned and walked back outside.
"Jenny," Catie whispered, looking up at the open door that led into the rest of the house. "I'm going after her."
"I think we've got bigger problems than worrying about Jenny at the moment, guys," Leelee said. She was staring wide-eyed at the door.
There stood Chi-chi, Bulma and Eighteen, staring at the girls with anger.
Chi-chi was holding something in her hand. "Care to explain what's been going on?" she asked. She waved her hand, holding a scanner. "Found this in your house, Lindsey."
"This just can't get any worse," Catie muttered as Leelee flopped down in one of the metal chairs nearby.
Lindsey sat down, too. "There goes my wedding."
"Anarchy 99 Express," Catie muttered. "Now entering Hell."