Chapter Five: What a Mess
Dom fired two times, and brought another one down. The other three beat it. Jesse spun around and came to a screeching halt close-by to Ellie's crash.
"Stay here!" Dom yelled, and jumped out. He ran over to the car.
"Ellie? Elle!" He bent down and looked in the car. She was unconscious, with blood pouring from a cut on her forehead. The door was jammed. He had to force it loose to get to her. "Ellie? Come on girl, talk to me -" he muttered, and felt for a pulse. She had a strong one, and he was relieved. He pulled her out gently, and carried her a few yards away from the car in case it blew.
"Come on girl, Elle-" he said, voice anxious. He ran a hand through her hair, and she stirred faintly. "Elle?"
She opened her eyes, and shifted in his arms.
"Dom?"
"You okay?"
"I think so…" she started to pull herself away from him to stand, but he pulled her back.
"Lie still a minute." She relaxed, reluctantly. "Look, Elle, I'm sorry for what I said."
"Apologizing isn't really your thing."
"No. Take what you can get."
"Yeah … Dom, I'm so sorry - I'm just going to walk away from the job. I would be, even if - Look, Dom, I was prepared for everything when I came in on this job. Come it, get the information, get out - I've done it before. I was prepared for everything - except you."
He stared at her for a second. Then he pulled her into a kiss, hands sliding around her backside. Back in the car, Jesse chuckled to himself.
When they drove back in to Race Wars, Mia, Leon, Letty, and Vince immediately poured out of the trailer. Mia looked like she'd been crying. Letty raced over and hugged all three of them, which caused Dom to laugh. Hard-headed little Letty!
"God, you guys scared me!" Mia said. "Thank God you're okay. Oh, my God, Ellie, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she said.
Ellie was sitting in the trailer alone later that night, half-napping, half-reading. She was aware, suddenly, of Mia's voice, raised and strained.
"No, Dom, please!"
"Mia, what is the matter with you? I'm doing this for both of us!"
"Naw, bullshit! You're doing this for you! Look, I've watched you do this, and I haven't said --"
"Mia --"
"Dom, please, I am asking you not to go!"
There was a silence, and Dom jumped in his car and drove off. Ellie hurried anxiously out of the trailer over to Mia.
"Mia, what's going on?"
"Nothing, Ellie -"
"What, you always have tears in your eyes when he drives away!? What's he racing off for?" Suddenly, Ellie was scared. Oh, please, no…
"Mia… is it about the trucks?"
Mia froze. "What trucks?"
"The trucks! Do you know about them?"
Mia didn't say a word.
"Look, Mia, I'm a cop," said Ellie, at length. "I'm walking off the job, it's not right - "
"Oh, my God," said Mia, incredulously, furiously. She started to walk away.
"Mia, please! If I had any idea what it was going to be like in here, I wouldn't have taken the job! Mia, Dom knows, okay? He knows! But you don't realize, if he's hijacking trucks right now, every law enforcement agency within a hundred miles of L.A. is coming down on him! He, and Letty, and Leon, Vince, and Jesse -- they're going down! Unless you help me now, so I can stop them. Where are they going?"
Mia stared at her, weighing her options, weighing the truth of Ellie's words. Finally, she nodded. Both women jumped into Mia's car, and took off.
"The Buicks are stashed somewhere outside of Thermal," said Mia.
"Where would they head?"
"I don't know -" Ellie picked up her cell, punched in a number, and said,
"Yeah, this is Officer Ellie Kelson." Mia's eyes narrowed. "I need a cell phone trace." She turned to Mia. "Mia, what's Dom's cell number?" When Mia didn't respond, she raised her voice.
"Mia, she needs Dom's cell phone number now!"
Mia took the phone and gave the attendant the number. Ellie listened to the results, nodded, hung up, and stepped on the gas.
"We're forty miles away."
Thirty minutes of driving later, Ellie had crested a hill in time to see the disaster unfolding by the truck and the two Buicks. Jesse and Dom's cars were speeding by the truck, but Letty and Leon were no where to be seen. Vince was tied to the truck, still hooked somewhere by the cord, and dangling from one arm. Dom was leaned out of his car, trying to get to them. There was a shot gun blast and Vince yelled in pain.
"DOMINIC!"
"VINCE! Grab my hand!"
Ellie swore under her breath.
"What a mess, Holy God --"
Suddenly, another blast ripped through Dom's car hood, and he spun out of control. Jesse spun back to pick him up. Ellie accelerated and said to Mia,
"Take the wheel!"
"What?"
"Take the wheel! I'm gonna get him offa there!" Mia crawled into the seat and Ellie pushed the roof off her car and perched on the door.
"V, hang on!" she called. She managed to make the jump between the car and the truck. Pulling Vince's weight off the cord, she untangled him.
"Aiight, V, come on," she said. "Now!" she yelled, more to herself than to Mia or Vince and hurled him at the car. He managed to do the rest himself. The truck-driver fired another round and Ellie leaped, making it just in front of the bullet. Mia accelerated to get out of the way, and spiraled off the road, bringing them to a stop.
Jesse, Dom, Leon, and Letty appeared almost simultaneously. Ellie and Mia were bent over Vince in the middle of the field (A/N: yes ... I have always wondered why they dragged him to the middle of the field. But it's funny, so I kept it).
"Watch her!" he said to Leon, in reference to Letty, who was a little banged up after her crash. He and Jesse ran over.
"Come on, V, hold on!" Ellie was saying, and wrapping his belt around his forearm as a tourniquet. They both knelt down.
"If we don't get him to a hospital in ten minutes he's dead!" Ellie said. Dominic bit his lip. Ellie pulled out her cell phone.
"Yeah. Yeah, this is Officer Ellie Kelson. I need an lifeflight roll out. I've got a male, about 25 years of age, with real deep lacerations to the right arm an' - and he's a shot gun wound at close range to his left flank. My 20 is Highway 86, Mile Marker 27. Yeah, and he's goin' into shock!"
A/N: Hi readers. Thought I would address one review I got (which is not a bad one, I don't mind the review; I just thought I'd do a little explaining). From Remnants-2011: ....You could at least use you own lines and plot and not completely use TFATF...
Yeah, I realize I use a lot of the lines of TFATF, mainly because I like them so much. ::winces:: From this next chapter on, however, it gets original, as I follow the characters after the film. I just needed to set up getting Dom and Ellie together ... you'll see, yay! Will update soon!
Dom fired two times, and brought another one down. The other three beat it. Jesse spun around and came to a screeching halt close-by to Ellie's crash.
"Stay here!" Dom yelled, and jumped out. He ran over to the car.
"Ellie? Elle!" He bent down and looked in the car. She was unconscious, with blood pouring from a cut on her forehead. The door was jammed. He had to force it loose to get to her. "Ellie? Come on girl, talk to me -" he muttered, and felt for a pulse. She had a strong one, and he was relieved. He pulled her out gently, and carried her a few yards away from the car in case it blew.
"Come on girl, Elle-" he said, voice anxious. He ran a hand through her hair, and she stirred faintly. "Elle?"
She opened her eyes, and shifted in his arms.
"Dom?"
"You okay?"
"I think so…" she started to pull herself away from him to stand, but he pulled her back.
"Lie still a minute." She relaxed, reluctantly. "Look, Elle, I'm sorry for what I said."
"Apologizing isn't really your thing."
"No. Take what you can get."
"Yeah … Dom, I'm so sorry - I'm just going to walk away from the job. I would be, even if - Look, Dom, I was prepared for everything when I came in on this job. Come it, get the information, get out - I've done it before. I was prepared for everything - except you."
He stared at her for a second. Then he pulled her into a kiss, hands sliding around her backside. Back in the car, Jesse chuckled to himself.
When they drove back in to Race Wars, Mia, Leon, Letty, and Vince immediately poured out of the trailer. Mia looked like she'd been crying. Letty raced over and hugged all three of them, which caused Dom to laugh. Hard-headed little Letty!
"God, you guys scared me!" Mia said. "Thank God you're okay. Oh, my God, Ellie, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she said.
Ellie was sitting in the trailer alone later that night, half-napping, half-reading. She was aware, suddenly, of Mia's voice, raised and strained.
"No, Dom, please!"
"Mia, what is the matter with you? I'm doing this for both of us!"
"Naw, bullshit! You're doing this for you! Look, I've watched you do this, and I haven't said --"
"Mia --"
"Dom, please, I am asking you not to go!"
There was a silence, and Dom jumped in his car and drove off. Ellie hurried anxiously out of the trailer over to Mia.
"Mia, what's going on?"
"Nothing, Ellie -"
"What, you always have tears in your eyes when he drives away!? What's he racing off for?" Suddenly, Ellie was scared. Oh, please, no…
"Mia… is it about the trucks?"
Mia froze. "What trucks?"
"The trucks! Do you know about them?"
Mia didn't say a word.
"Look, Mia, I'm a cop," said Ellie, at length. "I'm walking off the job, it's not right - "
"Oh, my God," said Mia, incredulously, furiously. She started to walk away.
"Mia, please! If I had any idea what it was going to be like in here, I wouldn't have taken the job! Mia, Dom knows, okay? He knows! But you don't realize, if he's hijacking trucks right now, every law enforcement agency within a hundred miles of L.A. is coming down on him! He, and Letty, and Leon, Vince, and Jesse -- they're going down! Unless you help me now, so I can stop them. Where are they going?"
Mia stared at her, weighing her options, weighing the truth of Ellie's words. Finally, she nodded. Both women jumped into Mia's car, and took off.
"The Buicks are stashed somewhere outside of Thermal," said Mia.
"Where would they head?"
"I don't know -" Ellie picked up her cell, punched in a number, and said,
"Yeah, this is Officer Ellie Kelson." Mia's eyes narrowed. "I need a cell phone trace." She turned to Mia. "Mia, what's Dom's cell number?" When Mia didn't respond, she raised her voice.
"Mia, she needs Dom's cell phone number now!"
Mia took the phone and gave the attendant the number. Ellie listened to the results, nodded, hung up, and stepped on the gas.
"We're forty miles away."
Thirty minutes of driving later, Ellie had crested a hill in time to see the disaster unfolding by the truck and the two Buicks. Jesse and Dom's cars were speeding by the truck, but Letty and Leon were no where to be seen. Vince was tied to the truck, still hooked somewhere by the cord, and dangling from one arm. Dom was leaned out of his car, trying to get to them. There was a shot gun blast and Vince yelled in pain.
"DOMINIC!"
"VINCE! Grab my hand!"
Ellie swore under her breath.
"What a mess, Holy God --"
Suddenly, another blast ripped through Dom's car hood, and he spun out of control. Jesse spun back to pick him up. Ellie accelerated and said to Mia,
"Take the wheel!"
"What?"
"Take the wheel! I'm gonna get him offa there!" Mia crawled into the seat and Ellie pushed the roof off her car and perched on the door.
"V, hang on!" she called. She managed to make the jump between the car and the truck. Pulling Vince's weight off the cord, she untangled him.
"Aiight, V, come on," she said. "Now!" she yelled, more to herself than to Mia or Vince and hurled him at the car. He managed to do the rest himself. The truck-driver fired another round and Ellie leaped, making it just in front of the bullet. Mia accelerated to get out of the way, and spiraled off the road, bringing them to a stop.
Jesse, Dom, Leon, and Letty appeared almost simultaneously. Ellie and Mia were bent over Vince in the middle of the field (A/N: yes ... I have always wondered why they dragged him to the middle of the field. But it's funny, so I kept it).
"Watch her!" he said to Leon, in reference to Letty, who was a little banged up after her crash. He and Jesse ran over.
"Come on, V, hold on!" Ellie was saying, and wrapping his belt around his forearm as a tourniquet. They both knelt down.
"If we don't get him to a hospital in ten minutes he's dead!" Ellie said. Dominic bit his lip. Ellie pulled out her cell phone.
"Yeah. Yeah, this is Officer Ellie Kelson. I need an lifeflight roll out. I've got a male, about 25 years of age, with real deep lacerations to the right arm an' - and he's a shot gun wound at close range to his left flank. My 20 is Highway 86, Mile Marker 27. Yeah, and he's goin' into shock!"
A/N: Hi readers. Thought I would address one review I got (which is not a bad one, I don't mind the review; I just thought I'd do a little explaining). From Remnants-2011: ....You could at least use you own lines and plot and not completely use TFATF...
Yeah, I realize I use a lot of the lines of TFATF, mainly because I like them so much. ::winces:: From this next chapter on, however, it gets original, as I follow the characters after the film. I just needed to set up getting Dom and Ellie together ... you'll see, yay! Will update soon!