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Unlucky Hand chapter fifteen: Goin' Down Fightin'
Wolfsong
The rangers busted through the warehouse doors, guns aimed and ready. The head ranger led several others through the warehouse, taking prisoners as they went. Very few shots were fired. Instead, the rangers went about hand to hand fighting the thugs. In a few moments the whole thing was over.
As Walker and Trivette cuffed some of the men, Gage and Sydney went and looked for Carlos. They found him when they spotted Kim running to the other end of a hallway.
"Kim!" Gage called out.
"Gage! Sydney! Let her go! She's going to Trent !"
"Carlos!" Sydney went over and unlocked the door with the keys she had found on one of the men.
"Here, take Carlos on out. I'll follow Kim." Gage took off down the hallway.
Kim reached the room, and saw Trent hanging in the air. "Trent," Kim screamed. Gage came up behind her grasping her arms so as not to run over her.
"We've got to get him down. Go stand below him." Gage ran over and slowly started lowering Trent. Kim stood below and gently eased him down. She laid him on his back not knowing about the cuts there. Gage ran to get a medic.
Trent cried out in pain when he felt the cold on his back. He instinctively turned on his side then fell back. Noticing that something was comforting his head he opened his eyes. He thought he was dreaming. There was Kim in all her glory peering down at him. "Kim." he spoke softly.
She wiped the tear running down her check. "Yes, Trent. I'm here. Just lay still. You're going to be fine. We're going to get you out of here." She looked down so lovingly into his eyes. A tear fell and hit him on the check. "Sorry." He just reached up and dried her eyes.
"I knew you would come. I never had any doubt." He smiled at her, feeling the love in her heart through her eyes. "I love you."
"I love you, too." She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. "Gage went to get the medic." "How's Carlos?"
"He's fine. He told me where you were." Her face grew sadder. "Why didn't they beat him?"
"Because I was in charge."
"Did you tell them that?"
"Yes. I didn't want them to hurt Carlos. But they did anyway."
"Trent, it wasn't your fault. You did the best you could to protect him, and look where it got you." She smiled again. "You always try to protect us."
"I haven't been doing too good a job lately." He recalled her getting shot and now Carlos being beaten.
"You're doing fine. Now, it's our turn to take care of you." As soon as she said that, the medic came up.
"Okay, let's look you over."
"His back is ripped up badly." Kim said after quickly spying the cuts when he had turned over briefly. "It's really hurting him."
"Okay. We can give him something for the pain. Ma'am, you can ride in the truck if you would like." She shook her head yes, then returned her attention to Trent. They loaded him into the back of the ambulance and left for the Dallas hospital.
When they arrived at community general, Kim was allowed to stay with Trent in the ER room. Trent lay on the cot trying not to move and rub his back. He let out a heavy sigh.
"What's wrong? Is your back hurting too much?"
"No." He looked sad. "The last time we were here, you were laying in a bed bleeding, and I was in the waiting room covered in blood." He took another long breath.
"Trent, that's behind us. I don't blame you. I won't let you blame yourself."
"Kim..."he tried to interrupt.
"No, Trent. It wasn't your fault. You didn't cause it to happen. Who knows, we might have never told each other how we felt if it hadn't. I'm not saying we may have never told each other, but things happen for a reason, Trent. You believe in God, you know he has an ultimate plan for everything."
"Kim," he finally hushed her with his hand. "You're right. There is a purpose for what has happened. And maybe it was to bring us close together. Whatever it was, I love you. And I'm glad to be back with you. I'm just glad you didn't insist on coming along." They both laughed. After a moment Trent asked, "How's the wedding coming?"
End chapter 15. 16 coming. Any one forget we're having a wedding?
Unlucky Hand chapter fifteen: Goin' Down Fightin'
Wolfsong
The rangers busted through the warehouse doors, guns aimed and ready. The head ranger led several others through the warehouse, taking prisoners as they went. Very few shots were fired. Instead, the rangers went about hand to hand fighting the thugs. In a few moments the whole thing was over.
As Walker and Trivette cuffed some of the men, Gage and Sydney went and looked for Carlos. They found him when they spotted Kim running to the other end of a hallway.
"Kim!" Gage called out.
"Gage! Sydney! Let her go! She's going to Trent !"
"Carlos!" Sydney went over and unlocked the door with the keys she had found on one of the men.
"Here, take Carlos on out. I'll follow Kim." Gage took off down the hallway.
Kim reached the room, and saw Trent hanging in the air. "Trent," Kim screamed. Gage came up behind her grasping her arms so as not to run over her.
"We've got to get him down. Go stand below him." Gage ran over and slowly started lowering Trent. Kim stood below and gently eased him down. She laid him on his back not knowing about the cuts there. Gage ran to get a medic.
Trent cried out in pain when he felt the cold on his back. He instinctively turned on his side then fell back. Noticing that something was comforting his head he opened his eyes. He thought he was dreaming. There was Kim in all her glory peering down at him. "Kim." he spoke softly.
She wiped the tear running down her check. "Yes, Trent. I'm here. Just lay still. You're going to be fine. We're going to get you out of here." She looked down so lovingly into his eyes. A tear fell and hit him on the check. "Sorry." He just reached up and dried her eyes.
"I knew you would come. I never had any doubt." He smiled at her, feeling the love in her heart through her eyes. "I love you."
"I love you, too." She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. "Gage went to get the medic." "How's Carlos?"
"He's fine. He told me where you were." Her face grew sadder. "Why didn't they beat him?"
"Because I was in charge."
"Did you tell them that?"
"Yes. I didn't want them to hurt Carlos. But they did anyway."
"Trent, it wasn't your fault. You did the best you could to protect him, and look where it got you." She smiled again. "You always try to protect us."
"I haven't been doing too good a job lately." He recalled her getting shot and now Carlos being beaten.
"You're doing fine. Now, it's our turn to take care of you." As soon as she said that, the medic came up.
"Okay, let's look you over."
"His back is ripped up badly." Kim said after quickly spying the cuts when he had turned over briefly. "It's really hurting him."
"Okay. We can give him something for the pain. Ma'am, you can ride in the truck if you would like." She shook her head yes, then returned her attention to Trent. They loaded him into the back of the ambulance and left for the Dallas hospital.
When they arrived at community general, Kim was allowed to stay with Trent in the ER room. Trent lay on the cot trying not to move and rub his back. He let out a heavy sigh.
"What's wrong? Is your back hurting too much?"
"No." He looked sad. "The last time we were here, you were laying in a bed bleeding, and I was in the waiting room covered in blood." He took another long breath.
"Trent, that's behind us. I don't blame you. I won't let you blame yourself."
"Kim..."he tried to interrupt.
"No, Trent. It wasn't your fault. You didn't cause it to happen. Who knows, we might have never told each other how we felt if it hadn't. I'm not saying we may have never told each other, but things happen for a reason, Trent. You believe in God, you know he has an ultimate plan for everything."
"Kim," he finally hushed her with his hand. "You're right. There is a purpose for what has happened. And maybe it was to bring us close together. Whatever it was, I love you. And I'm glad to be back with you. I'm just glad you didn't insist on coming along." They both laughed. After a moment Trent asked, "How's the wedding coming?"
End chapter 15. 16 coming. Any one forget we're having a wedding?