Okay enough with the short little intros, you want to know what happened
after the fight, right? Well, here it is.
Disclaimer, author, etc. all the same
summary: what happens after the fight, Gage confesses, Sydney cries
Unlucky Hand chapter four: A Few Good Licks.
He had finally gotten his brow to stop bleeding, and viewed the other marks left on him by the young PI. An almost black eye and a few bruises here and there was all that covered the ranger. He didn't know why he had lashed out so, but he had. Right in front of his co-workers he had fought for no reason other than because he was afraid he was losing Sydney.
It was getting close to twelve, and Gage would have to leave soon to pick up Kim. He hoped that Trent or Sydney wasn't there when he arrived. Luck was partially with him today when only Kim's car was parked in front. He parked across the street, then walked up the stairs to the office.
When he entered, Kim ran over to him noticing the cut and bruises. She asked him what had happened, and all he said was, "I don't want to talk about it." She respected that wish and the two went to lunch.
The rest of the evening the small group waited at Thunder Investigations for Walker and Trivette to call. No one mentioned anything about the way the two men looked. Around five Walker called informing them to meet at the warehouse. The small team moved into action. Trent and Sydney in his Corvette, and Gage and Kim in his car. They were off, and soon arrived at the warehouse.
Trent and Sydney got out and entered as discussed by Carlos inside pretending to be Juan Sanchez. He had made a deal with the drug lords to buy six hundred kilos of heroin for 1.8 million dollars, and had promised that his partners, Tom and Becky Wilson, would bring the money at five thirty. It had just turned that when they entered the room.
Carlos went over and greeted them warmly noting Trent's black eye and busted lip. "Tom, Becky, how are you? It's nice that you could join us."
"It's nice to be here, Juan." Sydney greeted back.
"Here's the money you asked for." Trent said handing the briefcase to Carlos.
"Thanks, Tom." Carlos smiled then handed the case to the dealer. As soon as it left his hands Walker, Trivette, and Gage stormed the room. Sydney waiting just around the corner.
The drug lords realized what was happening and tried to flee. Three of them ran towards the front entrance where Walker and Trivette were awaiting them. Carlos and Trent held off two more while Sydney and Gage chased the remaining three out back. Gage caught up with one, and with a swift kick, the man was out cold. Sydney continued after the other two while Gage quickly handcuffed his.
The crooks ran through the back alley and across the street. Gage quickly caught up with one that had passed Sydney. She was fighting with one on the dock. Gage quickly intercepted the last, cuffed him, and while loading him into the squad car, heard a woman screaming.
The voice was Sydney's. He came up on them as the man tossed Sydney off the dock. Gage tackled the man, punching him until he was unconscious, then jumped in head first after Sydney. Her foot had gotten caught in a rope and he quickly untangled it. He pulled her back up on the pier and found her still breathing. He quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. He didn't want her to get a cold, so he picked her up, carried her over, and sat on a bench with her still in his arms.
She was shaking. It was all he could do until another squad car arrived. Luckily one came quicker than he had hoped. He got in with her and rode back to the warehouse. Both were given a blanket and ordered to go home. He got out of the squad car, her still in his arms wrapped in a blanket, and placed her in his car. Walker and the others saw this happening and yelled, "Gage, what happened?"
"She fell in the river. I'm taking her home. She'll be fine." He got in and drove off.
Instead of taking her to her apartment, he headed to his. She was still in shock when he pulled the car into the lot and still didn't realize what was happening until he had carried her in and laid her on the couch. He ran into his room and grabbed a warm sweater and a pair of pants.
When he returned she asked, "Gage, what happened? Why am I all wet?"
"You fell into the river. You're goin' to be fine, but we need to get you out of these wet clothes. Here..." he said helping her off with her top shirt and jacket. He handed her the sweater and pants then left the room so she could dress.
He was back in his room getting ready to put a dry shirt on when she walked in. At first she didn't notice and thanked him. He turned to face her and she noticed him and screamed. "Gage, your ribs! Your stomach's all blue!" She ran over to him and softly touched his torso.
He moaned. "Guess that guy hit harder than I thought." blaming it on the fight at the warehouse.
"That didn't happen at the warehouse. What happened between you and Trent?" she demanded.
"Nothing. We just had a few licks. That's all." He pulled on his grey sweat shirt, hiding the bruises.
"Francis Gage, that's a lie and you know it. Before you left, both of you were fine. When we got back both you and Trent had black eyes and looked like crap. Now tell me what happened." she begged again.
Gage finally broke down and moved to the living room. She followed waiting for an answer. "I went to the gym like I said. About an hour latter Trent came and started asking questions. I told him it was none of his business, and we started fighting. He acted like he was going to wiped the floor with me, and I lost control. I beat him."
"Gage," she started softly, "what was none of his business?"
"Us." He answered looking at the floor. "But there is no us, never has been. Never will be. We'll always be just friends and partners." He looked up at her from his seat on the couch. "I guess I can't accept that." A long silence grew between the partners. Then Gage shifted his weight and said, "As soon as this case is over, I'm going to accept a job offer in New York. If we can't be together, I need to be far away."
"Gage, what are you saying?" She was almost to tears.
"Sydney, I love you. I can't change that. But I'm not going to stay here and torture myself knowing I can't have you. Now you can stay here, sleep in the bed and in the morning I'll drive you back to the office. Goodnight."
When he had finished he laid down on the couch, turned off the lights and closed his eyes. Shocked, Sydney left him alone and went into his bedroom. Just like her, the apartment held several pictures of the two, but to her surprise, right beside his bed on the night stand was a picture of her. She laid down and pulled the cover up to her neck and fell asleep.
End chapter four. Five coming. Note: I'd like to see what people think would happen if he did take the job in NY. Note: this story takes place before 9/11. If anyone wants to use songs in their story, 'Naked to the Pain' by James Bonamy would be a great song for the situation. If you want the lyrics just e-mail and I'll send them to ya. Who knows, I might eventually play out what I think might happen. But not for a while. You don't have to, just thought it might be nice. Thanks again for stayin' this long! A little more action in this one, eh?! *^_^*
Unlucky Hand chapter four: A Few Good Licks.
He had finally gotten his brow to stop bleeding, and viewed the other marks left on him by the young PI. An almost black eye and a few bruises here and there was all that covered the ranger. He didn't know why he had lashed out so, but he had. Right in front of his co-workers he had fought for no reason other than because he was afraid he was losing Sydney.
It was getting close to twelve, and Gage would have to leave soon to pick up Kim. He hoped that Trent or Sydney wasn't there when he arrived. Luck was partially with him today when only Kim's car was parked in front. He parked across the street, then walked up the stairs to the office.
When he entered, Kim ran over to him noticing the cut and bruises. She asked him what had happened, and all he said was, "I don't want to talk about it." She respected that wish and the two went to lunch.
The rest of the evening the small group waited at Thunder Investigations for Walker and Trivette to call. No one mentioned anything about the way the two men looked. Around five Walker called informing them to meet at the warehouse. The small team moved into action. Trent and Sydney in his Corvette, and Gage and Kim in his car. They were off, and soon arrived at the warehouse.
Trent and Sydney got out and entered as discussed by Carlos inside pretending to be Juan Sanchez. He had made a deal with the drug lords to buy six hundred kilos of heroin for 1.8 million dollars, and had promised that his partners, Tom and Becky Wilson, would bring the money at five thirty. It had just turned that when they entered the room.
Carlos went over and greeted them warmly noting Trent's black eye and busted lip. "Tom, Becky, how are you? It's nice that you could join us."
"It's nice to be here, Juan." Sydney greeted back.
"Here's the money you asked for." Trent said handing the briefcase to Carlos.
"Thanks, Tom." Carlos smiled then handed the case to the dealer. As soon as it left his hands Walker, Trivette, and Gage stormed the room. Sydney waiting just around the corner.
The drug lords realized what was happening and tried to flee. Three of them ran towards the front entrance where Walker and Trivette were awaiting them. Carlos and Trent held off two more while Sydney and Gage chased the remaining three out back. Gage caught up with one, and with a swift kick, the man was out cold. Sydney continued after the other two while Gage quickly handcuffed his.
The crooks ran through the back alley and across the street. Gage quickly caught up with one that had passed Sydney. She was fighting with one on the dock. Gage quickly intercepted the last, cuffed him, and while loading him into the squad car, heard a woman screaming.
The voice was Sydney's. He came up on them as the man tossed Sydney off the dock. Gage tackled the man, punching him until he was unconscious, then jumped in head first after Sydney. Her foot had gotten caught in a rope and he quickly untangled it. He pulled her back up on the pier and found her still breathing. He quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. He didn't want her to get a cold, so he picked her up, carried her over, and sat on a bench with her still in his arms.
She was shaking. It was all he could do until another squad car arrived. Luckily one came quicker than he had hoped. He got in with her and rode back to the warehouse. Both were given a blanket and ordered to go home. He got out of the squad car, her still in his arms wrapped in a blanket, and placed her in his car. Walker and the others saw this happening and yelled, "Gage, what happened?"
"She fell in the river. I'm taking her home. She'll be fine." He got in and drove off.
Instead of taking her to her apartment, he headed to his. She was still in shock when he pulled the car into the lot and still didn't realize what was happening until he had carried her in and laid her on the couch. He ran into his room and grabbed a warm sweater and a pair of pants.
When he returned she asked, "Gage, what happened? Why am I all wet?"
"You fell into the river. You're goin' to be fine, but we need to get you out of these wet clothes. Here..." he said helping her off with her top shirt and jacket. He handed her the sweater and pants then left the room so she could dress.
He was back in his room getting ready to put a dry shirt on when she walked in. At first she didn't notice and thanked him. He turned to face her and she noticed him and screamed. "Gage, your ribs! Your stomach's all blue!" She ran over to him and softly touched his torso.
He moaned. "Guess that guy hit harder than I thought." blaming it on the fight at the warehouse.
"That didn't happen at the warehouse. What happened between you and Trent?" she demanded.
"Nothing. We just had a few licks. That's all." He pulled on his grey sweat shirt, hiding the bruises.
"Francis Gage, that's a lie and you know it. Before you left, both of you were fine. When we got back both you and Trent had black eyes and looked like crap. Now tell me what happened." she begged again.
Gage finally broke down and moved to the living room. She followed waiting for an answer. "I went to the gym like I said. About an hour latter Trent came and started asking questions. I told him it was none of his business, and we started fighting. He acted like he was going to wiped the floor with me, and I lost control. I beat him."
"Gage," she started softly, "what was none of his business?"
"Us." He answered looking at the floor. "But there is no us, never has been. Never will be. We'll always be just friends and partners." He looked up at her from his seat on the couch. "I guess I can't accept that." A long silence grew between the partners. Then Gage shifted his weight and said, "As soon as this case is over, I'm going to accept a job offer in New York. If we can't be together, I need to be far away."
"Gage, what are you saying?" She was almost to tears.
"Sydney, I love you. I can't change that. But I'm not going to stay here and torture myself knowing I can't have you. Now you can stay here, sleep in the bed and in the morning I'll drive you back to the office. Goodnight."
When he had finished he laid down on the couch, turned off the lights and closed his eyes. Shocked, Sydney left him alone and went into his bedroom. Just like her, the apartment held several pictures of the two, but to her surprise, right beside his bed on the night stand was a picture of her. She laid down and pulled the cover up to her neck and fell asleep.
End chapter four. Five coming. Note: I'd like to see what people think would happen if he did take the job in NY. Note: this story takes place before 9/11. If anyone wants to use songs in their story, 'Naked to the Pain' by James Bonamy would be a great song for the situation. If you want the lyrics just e-mail and I'll send them to ya. Who knows, I might eventually play out what I think might happen. But not for a while. You don't have to, just thought it might be nice. Thanks again for stayin' this long! A little more action in this one, eh?! *^_^*