A/N - I seem to be saying sorry every time I write a chapter. but anyways
I'm SORRY this took so long to write, now ive got a nu home, and best of
all a nu puter! So hopefully the chapters will be written faster from now
on :O) Now - Everyone cross your fingers and don't forget to review!
Forgotten But Never Forgiven
Chapter Eight.
"No! Do not use her as a witness now Jake! Its way too soon, you have no idea what they've got left to throw at you!" Syl watched, bored, while Kai paced back and forth in the parking lot, talking avidly into his mobile phone.
" Jake listen to me, I'm gonna be out of town for a few days, yes, that's right, family emergency" She saw him glance at her through the diner window and then glance at the sky where a hoverdrone could be seen slowly getting closer. "Jake the point is I'm going to need you to handle this case" he paused, beginning to walk towards the diner entrance. "And no fuck ups like last time and the Murphy case" he finished, hanging up and ducking inside just before the drone whirred past.
Syl casually turned her face away from the window, pretending to look at the menu on the board, listening to the whirring of the machine as it passed by her. Turning back to her chips she smiled as Kai joined her once again, huffing noisily as he flopped into the seat. " That's it, the case has officially gone down the drain" he sighed eyeing Syls chips distastefully. "You nearly finished with that plate of oil?" he asked and then rolled his eyes as Syl slowly and deliberately brought a handful up to her mouth, closing her eyes and letting out an "Mmmm" as she munched.
" Pretty much" She smiled sweetly at him, pushing her plate towards him and laughing as he took a handful.
"Krit called while you were out there" she informed him " Said they were almost at Tess' last known address now."
Kai nodded, munching. " Did you tell them we got the ammo? They haven't had any complications?"
"Yep I did. And no, no complications."
"Good" Kai nodded, wiping his hands and standing up. "We've got three more check points to get through so lets get going" he added, pulling on his jacket, and following Syl out the door.
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Zack squinted in the harsh glare of the sunlight, pulling his baseball cap further over his eyes as he stepped out the door of the house and down the steps, glancing across the street to where Krit sat paper in hand, keeping lookout. Seeing Krit shake his head Zack then headed down the street taking in details as he walked, heading in the direction of the waterfront where a small market place existed.
As far as he could tell looking at the street and surrounding areas there were no signs that Manticore had been anywhere near the place, and thinking back to Tess' empty apartment, there were no signs there to conclude that they had been there either, causing him to believe, or hope, if he really wanted to call it that, that though she was sick, she had managed to not get caught.
Glancing to his right Zack straightened, staring at a magazine cover out the front of a store two blocks ahead .His gaze shifted to the top corner and he almost retracted his earlier thought, because there, in small but noticeable letters was the line " Ice woman seen in butchers freezer" As Zack got closer to the stand he read on, " Local butcher Mr Calding claims to have opened his freezer door only to find a young woman crouched in the corner among the meats. He also claims she got up and at quite a fast pace ran out the door"
Zack swallowed hurriedly reading the last part, then, glancing across the other side of the market and meeting Krits gaze motioned him to a table next to the water.
" She's not captured, yet" he said as soon as they were seated and Krit breathed a sigh of relief.
" Just saw a story someone's got on an ice woman in their freezer yesterday that got away," he continued watching the people as they walked by. " If she's had to resort to cooling her temperature then she's not doing to well"
Krit looked down at his hands, " Was Brin like that when you found her?" he asked, not looking up
" She was pretty bad" was all Zack said, looking over at him. He had never really told any of them about what happened to Brin, or what went down in Seattle. They all knew of the disease, knew of what it meant, but seeing Brin that night in the cell showed just how vulnerable they all could really get. A vulnerability which none of them looked forward to.
" It also means that she's still got to be around here somewhere," Zack added. He had casually gone back to scanning the crowd when his gaze came to rest on the fish markets, watching as young fishermen helped an older man tip a load of fish into a large
container of ice. "Which means we should probably start looking at the nearest facilities using ice" he said thoughtfully. Following Zacks gaze Krit look looked over at the freezer and then back at him, understanding passing between the two men who both then got up, heading in the direction of the fish market.
Taking the left isle Zack discreetly motioned for Krit to take the right, both men splitting up in separate directions and heading towards the back where they could see the freezers and things were kept. Forcing himself to walk slowly, even stopping twice to look at some of the displays, Zack reached the back dock and taking a last sweeping glance around he motioned to Krit to keep lookout before ducking in between the rows of containers.
The smell of the newly caught fish accosted his senses and he quickly made his way around to the freezers. He watched as three workers walked up to one of the freezers and pulled out a bag of ice each, dumping them in a container in preparation for the fish. Looking around he counted three large freezers including the one the men were at and, being careful not to be seen he made his way over to the second one, stopping to grab a large pair of rubber gloves and an apron that was draped over a crate. Adorning both he stood up, pulling his baseball cap further over his eyes and walking over to the freezer door, pulling it wide only to be hit by a horrid fishy smell. Looking in Zack could see this was used to store the fisherman's bait, buckets of the stuff were haphazardly dumped around the place. 'Not a place Tess would go for' He thought, the soldier in him knowing that it was used way to often for her to stay hidden long anyway.
"Hey man" Zack snapped his head around shutting the freezer door with a crash at the sound of the mans voice. A young man standing behind him with similar gloves and apron on laughed.
"Good, I was beginning to think you'd got frozen to the spot"
Zack quickly grinned, forcing himself into a relaxed stance." Sorry " he said
" I'm kinda new at this and was just taking a look around" The man nodded, moving past Zack to open the door.
" Its good to familiarize yourself with these here freezers" he said, lifting out a bucket of bait "This ones obviously the bait fridge" he offered then pointed to the one the men were getting the ice from " That one is where the prepared ice is kept ready, and that one" he turned, pointing to the third freezer, the largest of the lot, " If you thought this freezer was cold you wouldn't wanna stick your head in there" he laughed again "That's where they make the ice to begin with. They pump the water out of the bay onto these huge gallon drums, shove em in there for a few days, and bobs your uncle, ICE" He said smiling widely an turning back to Zack.
"That one'll have icicles hanging off your nose in no time"
Zack nodded and grinned and the guy clapped him on the shoulder as he walked past. "Gotta get this load 'a crap to the docks. See ya round" he waved walking off in the direction of the water, leaving Zack to stare thoughtfully at the third freezer. Looking around he saw Krit who met his gaze and shrugged, turning to analyze a box of crabs an old lady was desperately trying to sell to him, while Zack started towards the freezer.
It was larger than the other two, almost like a small room, with two giant doors at the front, which, Zack mentally frowned, looked like they had just been freshly locked. Taking what looked like a stretched out paper clip from his pocket, he quickly opened the lock and stepping back pulled both doors open.
Two ice bags fell at his feet while Zack paused, letting his eyes adjust to the lack of light in the box, and then he stepped forward, into the container, focusing on a huge pile of partially frozen bags stacked in the corner. He was about to reach for them when he heard a crackling sound behind him and in mid turn was jumped on and knocked forward into the ice, his assailant getting a firm grip around his neck, their legs and body pinning him to the ground.
For a second they struggled, then Zack, feeling the attackers strength weaken managed to reach around and haul the person off his back, in turn shoving them into the ice and only just managed to pause mid punch.
"Zack" Tess whispered up at him, a mixture of hope and confusion in her hazy gaze and Zacks own glare softened and he lowered his arm, breathing a sigh of relief.
" Hey baby sis" he said soothingly, moving his weight off her he looked down at the wrinkled and aged face, her deep red hair almost totally covered by gray. She was breathing heavily, her small chest working overtime and hearing her wheeze Zack realized she was close to passing out from the effort. The sudden adrenalin rush of movement after being shut down for so long too much for her aged ridden body to handle.
"We're here," he said softly "and we're going to get you out of here"
Getting up he went to the door, signaling to Krit to move out and get transport. Turning back to Tess he gently lifted her to a standing position, placing an arm around her waist, the other securing her arm around his neck.
" Tess you're gonna have to work with me here" he explained "You've got to help me out with a bit of the walking part, I just cant pick you up, it'll look too suss"
He didn't hear her response through her ragged breathing but felt her legs move and take some of the weight as they moved toward the door. Looking out across the market he swore softly, his eyes coming to rest on a sector cop walking through the isles. Watching the cop turn and begin talking avidly to the lady that had been trying to sell to Krit moment earlier Zack moved them out. Looking left and seeing Krit pull a car round into the street they were half way there when he heard a shout a short distance over his shoulder. Glancing back while he quickened their pace he saw the guy he had talked to earlier point them out to the cop and realized he had seen them exit the freezer. Zack heard Tess whimper as they ran toward the car listening to the shouts getting louder behind them.
With a screech of tires Krit pulled up infront of them, jumping out to help load Tess into the backseat, swearing as he saw the police car pull out into the street infront of them.
" We've got a cop" he said hurriedly and jumped into the backseat as Zack climbed behind the wheel, slamming the gears in reverse. Cradling Tess, Krit held tight as Zack spun the car, now facing them forward and gunned the engine, speeding round corner after corner and gaining enough of a lead on the guy behind that they were able to pull into an offstreet unnoticed and wait till the chase passed them.
" I have the biggest feeling of Deja Vu" Krit muttered, craning his head around to look out the window while Zack reversed again and continued in the opposite direction.
" Really" Zack asked eyebrows raised
" Yeh I remember watchin' a movie once and throwing popcorn at the screen when they pulled the same gig" Krit smirked, looking down at his sister, his fingers running gently through her graying hair..
Forgotten But Never Forgiven
Chapter Eight.
"No! Do not use her as a witness now Jake! Its way too soon, you have no idea what they've got left to throw at you!" Syl watched, bored, while Kai paced back and forth in the parking lot, talking avidly into his mobile phone.
" Jake listen to me, I'm gonna be out of town for a few days, yes, that's right, family emergency" She saw him glance at her through the diner window and then glance at the sky where a hoverdrone could be seen slowly getting closer. "Jake the point is I'm going to need you to handle this case" he paused, beginning to walk towards the diner entrance. "And no fuck ups like last time and the Murphy case" he finished, hanging up and ducking inside just before the drone whirred past.
Syl casually turned her face away from the window, pretending to look at the menu on the board, listening to the whirring of the machine as it passed by her. Turning back to her chips she smiled as Kai joined her once again, huffing noisily as he flopped into the seat. " That's it, the case has officially gone down the drain" he sighed eyeing Syls chips distastefully. "You nearly finished with that plate of oil?" he asked and then rolled his eyes as Syl slowly and deliberately brought a handful up to her mouth, closing her eyes and letting out an "Mmmm" as she munched.
" Pretty much" She smiled sweetly at him, pushing her plate towards him and laughing as he took a handful.
"Krit called while you were out there" she informed him " Said they were almost at Tess' last known address now."
Kai nodded, munching. " Did you tell them we got the ammo? They haven't had any complications?"
"Yep I did. And no, no complications."
"Good" Kai nodded, wiping his hands and standing up. "We've got three more check points to get through so lets get going" he added, pulling on his jacket, and following Syl out the door.
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Zack squinted in the harsh glare of the sunlight, pulling his baseball cap further over his eyes as he stepped out the door of the house and down the steps, glancing across the street to where Krit sat paper in hand, keeping lookout. Seeing Krit shake his head Zack then headed down the street taking in details as he walked, heading in the direction of the waterfront where a small market place existed.
As far as he could tell looking at the street and surrounding areas there were no signs that Manticore had been anywhere near the place, and thinking back to Tess' empty apartment, there were no signs there to conclude that they had been there either, causing him to believe, or hope, if he really wanted to call it that, that though she was sick, she had managed to not get caught.
Glancing to his right Zack straightened, staring at a magazine cover out the front of a store two blocks ahead .His gaze shifted to the top corner and he almost retracted his earlier thought, because there, in small but noticeable letters was the line " Ice woman seen in butchers freezer" As Zack got closer to the stand he read on, " Local butcher Mr Calding claims to have opened his freezer door only to find a young woman crouched in the corner among the meats. He also claims she got up and at quite a fast pace ran out the door"
Zack swallowed hurriedly reading the last part, then, glancing across the other side of the market and meeting Krits gaze motioned him to a table next to the water.
" She's not captured, yet" he said as soon as they were seated and Krit breathed a sigh of relief.
" Just saw a story someone's got on an ice woman in their freezer yesterday that got away," he continued watching the people as they walked by. " If she's had to resort to cooling her temperature then she's not doing to well"
Krit looked down at his hands, " Was Brin like that when you found her?" he asked, not looking up
" She was pretty bad" was all Zack said, looking over at him. He had never really told any of them about what happened to Brin, or what went down in Seattle. They all knew of the disease, knew of what it meant, but seeing Brin that night in the cell showed just how vulnerable they all could really get. A vulnerability which none of them looked forward to.
" It also means that she's still got to be around here somewhere," Zack added. He had casually gone back to scanning the crowd when his gaze came to rest on the fish markets, watching as young fishermen helped an older man tip a load of fish into a large
container of ice. "Which means we should probably start looking at the nearest facilities using ice" he said thoughtfully. Following Zacks gaze Krit look looked over at the freezer and then back at him, understanding passing between the two men who both then got up, heading in the direction of the fish market.
Taking the left isle Zack discreetly motioned for Krit to take the right, both men splitting up in separate directions and heading towards the back where they could see the freezers and things were kept. Forcing himself to walk slowly, even stopping twice to look at some of the displays, Zack reached the back dock and taking a last sweeping glance around he motioned to Krit to keep lookout before ducking in between the rows of containers.
The smell of the newly caught fish accosted his senses and he quickly made his way around to the freezers. He watched as three workers walked up to one of the freezers and pulled out a bag of ice each, dumping them in a container in preparation for the fish. Looking around he counted three large freezers including the one the men were at and, being careful not to be seen he made his way over to the second one, stopping to grab a large pair of rubber gloves and an apron that was draped over a crate. Adorning both he stood up, pulling his baseball cap further over his eyes and walking over to the freezer door, pulling it wide only to be hit by a horrid fishy smell. Looking in Zack could see this was used to store the fisherman's bait, buckets of the stuff were haphazardly dumped around the place. 'Not a place Tess would go for' He thought, the soldier in him knowing that it was used way to often for her to stay hidden long anyway.
"Hey man" Zack snapped his head around shutting the freezer door with a crash at the sound of the mans voice. A young man standing behind him with similar gloves and apron on laughed.
"Good, I was beginning to think you'd got frozen to the spot"
Zack quickly grinned, forcing himself into a relaxed stance." Sorry " he said
" I'm kinda new at this and was just taking a look around" The man nodded, moving past Zack to open the door.
" Its good to familiarize yourself with these here freezers" he said, lifting out a bucket of bait "This ones obviously the bait fridge" he offered then pointed to the one the men were getting the ice from " That one is where the prepared ice is kept ready, and that one" he turned, pointing to the third freezer, the largest of the lot, " If you thought this freezer was cold you wouldn't wanna stick your head in there" he laughed again "That's where they make the ice to begin with. They pump the water out of the bay onto these huge gallon drums, shove em in there for a few days, and bobs your uncle, ICE" He said smiling widely an turning back to Zack.
"That one'll have icicles hanging off your nose in no time"
Zack nodded and grinned and the guy clapped him on the shoulder as he walked past. "Gotta get this load 'a crap to the docks. See ya round" he waved walking off in the direction of the water, leaving Zack to stare thoughtfully at the third freezer. Looking around he saw Krit who met his gaze and shrugged, turning to analyze a box of crabs an old lady was desperately trying to sell to him, while Zack started towards the freezer.
It was larger than the other two, almost like a small room, with two giant doors at the front, which, Zack mentally frowned, looked like they had just been freshly locked. Taking what looked like a stretched out paper clip from his pocket, he quickly opened the lock and stepping back pulled both doors open.
Two ice bags fell at his feet while Zack paused, letting his eyes adjust to the lack of light in the box, and then he stepped forward, into the container, focusing on a huge pile of partially frozen bags stacked in the corner. He was about to reach for them when he heard a crackling sound behind him and in mid turn was jumped on and knocked forward into the ice, his assailant getting a firm grip around his neck, their legs and body pinning him to the ground.
For a second they struggled, then Zack, feeling the attackers strength weaken managed to reach around and haul the person off his back, in turn shoving them into the ice and only just managed to pause mid punch.
"Zack" Tess whispered up at him, a mixture of hope and confusion in her hazy gaze and Zacks own glare softened and he lowered his arm, breathing a sigh of relief.
" Hey baby sis" he said soothingly, moving his weight off her he looked down at the wrinkled and aged face, her deep red hair almost totally covered by gray. She was breathing heavily, her small chest working overtime and hearing her wheeze Zack realized she was close to passing out from the effort. The sudden adrenalin rush of movement after being shut down for so long too much for her aged ridden body to handle.
"We're here," he said softly "and we're going to get you out of here"
Getting up he went to the door, signaling to Krit to move out and get transport. Turning back to Tess he gently lifted her to a standing position, placing an arm around her waist, the other securing her arm around his neck.
" Tess you're gonna have to work with me here" he explained "You've got to help me out with a bit of the walking part, I just cant pick you up, it'll look too suss"
He didn't hear her response through her ragged breathing but felt her legs move and take some of the weight as they moved toward the door. Looking out across the market he swore softly, his eyes coming to rest on a sector cop walking through the isles. Watching the cop turn and begin talking avidly to the lady that had been trying to sell to Krit moment earlier Zack moved them out. Looking left and seeing Krit pull a car round into the street they were half way there when he heard a shout a short distance over his shoulder. Glancing back while he quickened their pace he saw the guy he had talked to earlier point them out to the cop and realized he had seen them exit the freezer. Zack heard Tess whimper as they ran toward the car listening to the shouts getting louder behind them.
With a screech of tires Krit pulled up infront of them, jumping out to help load Tess into the backseat, swearing as he saw the police car pull out into the street infront of them.
" We've got a cop" he said hurriedly and jumped into the backseat as Zack climbed behind the wheel, slamming the gears in reverse. Cradling Tess, Krit held tight as Zack spun the car, now facing them forward and gunned the engine, speeding round corner after corner and gaining enough of a lead on the guy behind that they were able to pull into an offstreet unnoticed and wait till the chase passed them.
" I have the biggest feeling of Deja Vu" Krit muttered, craning his head around to look out the window while Zack reversed again and continued in the opposite direction.
" Really" Zack asked eyebrows raised
" Yeh I remember watchin' a movie once and throwing popcorn at the screen when they pulled the same gig" Krit smirked, looking down at his sister, his fingers running gently through her graying hair..