Gunther's body lay in a trunk in the back of Heinrich's room. As soon as
the ship was to land he'd bribe some officers to overlook the trunk's
content. Heinrich stormed out of his room, sweat drops covering his
wrinkled forehead. He had to find the bastard he had fought against in
Margarita's room.
It was five o'clock. Marguerite stood close to Heinrich's room waiting for
her "partner" but to no avail.
She walked through the hallway back and forth, but an hour had already
passed and the guy was nowhere to be seen. A door she passed by suddenly
opened, someone grabbed her, covering her mouth, pushing her into the room.
"Shhhh you are safe, It's me Commander Sammt." He whispered to her ear as
she grabbed his arm and pushed it away.
"What the hell do u think you're doing?" She whispered her teeth and fists
clutched.
"He's dead, Heinrich killed him."
"What?"
"He was left in the men's room and we had to cover up the crime."
"What?"
"We can't cause panic."
Marguerite's eyes turned red, she looked away swallowing her tears, walking
to the end of the room.
"What now?" she asked.
"Now. he paused. Now you go retrieve the ouroboros, use it and go home and
I'll take care of Heinrich."
"I am to use the ouroboros?"
"Yes and be careful. You mean a lot to my superior, I can't afford losing
you too. The ship lands around eight, you retrieve the ouroboros soon
before making sure that Heinrich has no time to tell anyone that you are in
possession of it. Then you leave the rest to our crew."
"YOUR superior? What do you mean?"
"We'll just pursue our orders."
A storm was brewing outside, same as the one ravaging Marguerite Miss Krux knocked on Heinrich's door wearing her most seductive smile and gown. "Oh miss Dietrich! After a hard day, feels good to have you in my quarters." "I came to apologize for last time, I was here earlier but could not find you." "I had some 'things' to take care of." "I see" She smiled "I'll get us drinks, and then you can tell me more about that friend of yours."
After making sure Heinrich was in the other room she approached the drawer to take out the ouroboros that was supposed to be in that space. Taking out the key from her small pocket she delicately opened the drawer. A "click " was heard. She turned to see a gun pointed at her from the doorframe leading to the next room. "Miss Dietrich, I knew there was a reason I found you so irresistible. I DID mention I have a thing for sneaky women didn't i." "Uh. She smiled. It's not what you think." "Oh I think it is. After all that certain key between your beautiful delicate fingers happens to belong to me."
A fire blazed the tail. He grabbed her arm dragging her to a chair, after taking the key and placing it on the side table, her fate was that of Gunther. But she was going to fight back. She let him lead her, as soon as they came close to the chair, using her free hand she pulled a knife from her gartel pretending to relieve herself from an itch in her ankle. With a sudden turn she slashed his arm as he released her arm from his monstrous grip. He slapped her hard and the knife found itself on the floor, she froze for a moment thinking of what to do, when the door opened, it was Sammt. "Move fast, it's all going to hell." They both looked at him as he pointed his gun in their direction. Marguerite took advantage of the moment grabbing the chair and breaking it on Heinrich's head. "And I thought it was cherry tree wood pfft. First class my." She snickered but before she continued he gestured for her: "Move, go take the ouroboros and get the hell out of here there is no time." "What's going on?" Asked Marguerite her eyes wide open." "It's done, the Hindenburg is doomed. Just go." She walked to the table grabbing the key and taking hold of the ouroboros Before she was able to even look at Sammt, or ask about Heinrich's fate she found herself in front of a big mansion.
She opened the door of his conference room, followed by a sleepy maid who didn't seem to make any sense. He had been sitting reviewing old war documents. It was past midnight, and he was startled, so absorbed in his work, that he hadn't heard the doorbell. She walked towards him, he could see she was tired and yet, there was a certain glow in her eyes, one of pride and relief. She placed a pouch on his desk without saying a word. He wasn't able to even utter a sound. He opened the object that lay on his desk and held the ouroboros in his hand. "Where may I find you next, dear Marguerite?" "Winnie, I am going to the most peaceful place on earth, amidst the roars of the dinosaurs, I am going back to the jungle." She smiled and headed toward the door where she turned for the last time." Goodbye, Winnie! It's been one hell of a ride." Then the proud figure disappeared, leaving behind her a half opened door and a confused and barely awake maid who followed her out . He grinned, eyeing the golden object between his fingers and whispered "It's not quite over, my dearest." He placed the ouroboros back in its velvet cover and put it in a brown bag. With a satisfied grin, the cunning schemer scribbled a small paragraph on a piece of paper. "Friend, we are equal now. Be careful of men like Callum. Even though now the world thinks the ouroboros is in my possession, we still must watch out. Remember though, dear friend, you owe me something, a birth certificate. . . . Send one of your men to the plateau, to the lost world, and let them deliver it to its rightful owner." He sealed the brown envelope and addressed it to Shanghai. Taking one last sip of his Whiskey, he headed out of the room, nodding his head and smiling " Well, perhaps after you get your papers, we will call it the end of one chapter in your life."
It was past midnight, the world was yet to know about the Hindenburg disaster. She stood in front of the big mansion, misty-eyed yet grinning. With fast paces, she reached the door, opening it with a key that had managed to stay where she had placed it, between her thigh and the silky garter strap. Slowly, meticulously, she went up the stairs. Marguerite opened the door to her and her husband's room, but the bed hadn't been slept in. At first, panic took over. She thought that John had left, but then she walked to her son's door and slowly opened it. A slight snoring sound caught her ear, and she smiled and sighed. She walked to the bed where John and Eric were lying. Her husband had his arm protectively wrapped around his son, the child peacefully cradled to his father's chest.
Marguerite approached them silently, unwilling to startle them. Gently, she caressed her husband's forehead and he opened his eyes. Bewildered, he thought she was a figment of his imagination, until he saw her smile and noticed her teary eyes. He jumped up, sitting in bed, awaking Eric by his sudden move. The boy whispered: "Mummy, is that you?" "Yes sweetheart, come here." She hugged her son, unable to speak while Roxton was still trying to apprehend what was going on. She turned to him, grabbing his face, kissing him with all the passion she held for him, all the regret, all the fear. The three hugged, for minutes. "Are you o.k.? I will get you some tea," he said and headed to the door, then returned once more to kiss and hug her again. It made her giggle. Happily he smiled, then quickly disappeared outside the room. She sat holding her son to her chest and caressing his hair, kissing the top of his head. "I am so glad to be home."
Husband and wife, they sat in the comfortable bed with Eric asleep in her arms and John holding Marguerite in his, pulling her closer and closer to his chest. The tea had been drunk in silence, all that had been exchanged were gazes of gratitude and love. She would have a long time to relate her story, and, as he once had promised, he would always be present to listen.
She placed a finger on his face, caressing his jaw bone, as she turned to meet his eyes and brushed a gentle kiss on his lips. " I want us to go back to where "us" started." "You mean the gathering room of the Zoological party?" He grinned. "I mean the plateau John, those were our wonderful memories, and I want to build millions like them as a family, with Eric and you. I want us all together again, I miss them, Veronica, Malone, Summerlee, Challenger. I want to meet little Marguerite, and I miss the way WE are when we 're on the plateau." She looked away from him, watching her son sleep, then placed her head on his chest and whispered. "I am so tired," before closing her eyes, trying to catch a little rest as dawn started to break outside their window.
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A storm was brewing outside, same as the one ravaging Marguerite Miss Krux knocked on Heinrich's door wearing her most seductive smile and gown. "Oh miss Dietrich! After a hard day, feels good to have you in my quarters." "I came to apologize for last time, I was here earlier but could not find you." "I had some 'things' to take care of." "I see" She smiled "I'll get us drinks, and then you can tell me more about that friend of yours."
After making sure Heinrich was in the other room she approached the drawer to take out the ouroboros that was supposed to be in that space. Taking out the key from her small pocket she delicately opened the drawer. A "click " was heard. She turned to see a gun pointed at her from the doorframe leading to the next room. "Miss Dietrich, I knew there was a reason I found you so irresistible. I DID mention I have a thing for sneaky women didn't i." "Uh. She smiled. It's not what you think." "Oh I think it is. After all that certain key between your beautiful delicate fingers happens to belong to me."
A fire blazed the tail. He grabbed her arm dragging her to a chair, after taking the key and placing it on the side table, her fate was that of Gunther. But she was going to fight back. She let him lead her, as soon as they came close to the chair, using her free hand she pulled a knife from her gartel pretending to relieve herself from an itch in her ankle. With a sudden turn she slashed his arm as he released her arm from his monstrous grip. He slapped her hard and the knife found itself on the floor, she froze for a moment thinking of what to do, when the door opened, it was Sammt. "Move fast, it's all going to hell." They both looked at him as he pointed his gun in their direction. Marguerite took advantage of the moment grabbing the chair and breaking it on Heinrich's head. "And I thought it was cherry tree wood pfft. First class my." She snickered but before she continued he gestured for her: "Move, go take the ouroboros and get the hell out of here there is no time." "What's going on?" Asked Marguerite her eyes wide open." "It's done, the Hindenburg is doomed. Just go." She walked to the table grabbing the key and taking hold of the ouroboros Before she was able to even look at Sammt, or ask about Heinrich's fate she found herself in front of a big mansion.
She opened the door of his conference room, followed by a sleepy maid who didn't seem to make any sense. He had been sitting reviewing old war documents. It was past midnight, and he was startled, so absorbed in his work, that he hadn't heard the doorbell. She walked towards him, he could see she was tired and yet, there was a certain glow in her eyes, one of pride and relief. She placed a pouch on his desk without saying a word. He wasn't able to even utter a sound. He opened the object that lay on his desk and held the ouroboros in his hand. "Where may I find you next, dear Marguerite?" "Winnie, I am going to the most peaceful place on earth, amidst the roars of the dinosaurs, I am going back to the jungle." She smiled and headed toward the door where she turned for the last time." Goodbye, Winnie! It's been one hell of a ride." Then the proud figure disappeared, leaving behind her a half opened door and a confused and barely awake maid who followed her out . He grinned, eyeing the golden object between his fingers and whispered "It's not quite over, my dearest." He placed the ouroboros back in its velvet cover and put it in a brown bag. With a satisfied grin, the cunning schemer scribbled a small paragraph on a piece of paper. "Friend, we are equal now. Be careful of men like Callum. Even though now the world thinks the ouroboros is in my possession, we still must watch out. Remember though, dear friend, you owe me something, a birth certificate. . . . Send one of your men to the plateau, to the lost world, and let them deliver it to its rightful owner." He sealed the brown envelope and addressed it to Shanghai. Taking one last sip of his Whiskey, he headed out of the room, nodding his head and smiling " Well, perhaps after you get your papers, we will call it the end of one chapter in your life."
It was past midnight, the world was yet to know about the Hindenburg disaster. She stood in front of the big mansion, misty-eyed yet grinning. With fast paces, she reached the door, opening it with a key that had managed to stay where she had placed it, between her thigh and the silky garter strap. Slowly, meticulously, she went up the stairs. Marguerite opened the door to her and her husband's room, but the bed hadn't been slept in. At first, panic took over. She thought that John had left, but then she walked to her son's door and slowly opened it. A slight snoring sound caught her ear, and she smiled and sighed. She walked to the bed where John and Eric were lying. Her husband had his arm protectively wrapped around his son, the child peacefully cradled to his father's chest.
Marguerite approached them silently, unwilling to startle them. Gently, she caressed her husband's forehead and he opened his eyes. Bewildered, he thought she was a figment of his imagination, until he saw her smile and noticed her teary eyes. He jumped up, sitting in bed, awaking Eric by his sudden move. The boy whispered: "Mummy, is that you?" "Yes sweetheart, come here." She hugged her son, unable to speak while Roxton was still trying to apprehend what was going on. She turned to him, grabbing his face, kissing him with all the passion she held for him, all the regret, all the fear. The three hugged, for minutes. "Are you o.k.? I will get you some tea," he said and headed to the door, then returned once more to kiss and hug her again. It made her giggle. Happily he smiled, then quickly disappeared outside the room. She sat holding her son to her chest and caressing his hair, kissing the top of his head. "I am so glad to be home."
Husband and wife, they sat in the comfortable bed with Eric asleep in her arms and John holding Marguerite in his, pulling her closer and closer to his chest. The tea had been drunk in silence, all that had been exchanged were gazes of gratitude and love. She would have a long time to relate her story, and, as he once had promised, he would always be present to listen.
She placed a finger on his face, caressing his jaw bone, as she turned to meet his eyes and brushed a gentle kiss on his lips. " I want us to go back to where "us" started." "You mean the gathering room of the Zoological party?" He grinned. "I mean the plateau John, those were our wonderful memories, and I want to build millions like them as a family, with Eric and you. I want us all together again, I miss them, Veronica, Malone, Summerlee, Challenger. I want to meet little Marguerite, and I miss the way WE are when we 're on the plateau." She looked away from him, watching her son sleep, then placed her head on his chest and whispered. "I am so tired," before closing her eyes, trying to catch a little rest as dawn started to break outside their window.
FIN
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