Disclaimer: See chpt. 1
A/N: Sorry it took so long, I'm just trying to decide how to end all of
this madness! Anyways, enjoy :)
Seattle 2021 The crash 10:03 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
I snap my head around quickly away from the conversation when I hear a loud crashing noise emanating from the backstage area. One look a Max tells me that her enhanced hearing heralds no better news than my mortal hearing does.
"What's going on?" I ask Max nervously, looking around to make sure that noone else in the club is overly concerned.
"Six has some trouble." Max answers softly, hers eyes meeting mine. "I'm gonna go check it out." She says, looking at me.
The thought crosses my mind that Max will probably tell me to stay here while she sorts it out, but I am so not letting that happen. I open my mouth to tell Max this, but she gets in first.
"Come on Logan, let's go." I can't help grinning to myself at Max's intuism. She certainly knows me well.
I wheel quickly behind Max as she streaks down the hallway toward the backstage area. The good thing about being on wheels is that I can usually keep up with Max fairly well. When we reach a black door labeled "SIX", Max stops and turns around, listening carefully.
"It's gone quiet" She whispers to me.
I look at her thoughtfully. "That can't be good. We need to go in."
Max nods in agreement. "OK." She takes a deep breath, and slowly and silently turns the knob on Six's door. We enter quietly, creeping into the large room.
As we reach the main part of the room, Max pauses and gestures for us to be very quiet. We go around the corner of the segregated room, and see Six.
Strapped to a metal chair in the centre of the room, Six is flanked by 3 burly-looking bodyguards, each with guns pointed at her head. She is obviously awake, as she is struggling and trying to make noise past her gag.
Max quickly ducks back behind the wall, and raises her eyebrows at me. I can tell she's worried, and I raise my eyebrows back at her, in what must be quite a comical exchange. She sighs silently, and makes a decision. I know that she's going to run in and take out the guards, so I give her a look telling her that I will get Six. She nods, giving me a small smile, and heads in.
Seattle 2021 The Crash 10:15 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
I tap my foot softly on the ground before me as I contemplate my life. I think sometimes, we all need to realize when we're in denial, and we need to do something about the situation in which we are in denial about. Of course, I'm not talking about me. No. I'm talking about. a friend. That's right, a friend. Ah, who am I kidding? I am totally in denial about how much I care for Six, and in what capacity. I mean, maybe she just thinks of me as a brother, but. I really like her. A lot.
I figure that I'll have to sort this problem out later. After all, Six was supposed to meet me 15 minutes ago. As soon as I figure out Six is late, I begin to wonder where the hell she is. After all, Six is never late. She's in trouble.
Seattle 2021 The crash 10:17 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
A swishing noise, followed by a loud bang alerts me to Max and Logan's arrival at my little party. The swish being that of Max moving at great speed toward one of my captors, and the bang being that of said captor falling to the floor due to Max inflicting a blow to his temple.
Max continues taking out men quickly, and I see Logan wheeling towards me. He grins silently, beginning to remove my restraints. As soon as the gag is taken from my mouth, I can't be kept silent.
"Logan, what are you guys doing here? You could have gotten hurt!" I exclaim.
"We came to get you." He shrugs, grinning.
We look around and see that Max has taken out all of the guards.
"Come on, let's get you out of here." She says quickly.
"Uh huh" I stop as we head towards the door. "I gotta get back on stage."
Max and Logan look at me like I'm crazy. "We need to figure out what these guys wanted with you." Logan says seriously.
"Well" I pause, thinking. "They were Manticore, don't know what they wanted, I'll be onstage if you need me." I say the last sentence in a rush, grabbing my guitar and heading onto the stage before Max and Logan can answer.
"Well, at least we know where she is." I hear Logan sigh behind me.
Seattle, 2021 The crash 10:23 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
As I am still frantically searching for Six, I see her get onto the stage and sigh in relief. She talks to the audience for awhile, probably trying to gauge a mood for the evening, and then begins to play.
Do you ever get the feeling That we started in the middle Or have you ever had the sense That we were lying just a little I mean come on It's not like we knew ourselves that long
And I can't say I really blame you For being bored with the beginning Always staring at the score To figure out who's barely winning But don't you know There is a reason strong moves slow
And I'm OK If you're OK with wasting time But when you trace You always see the bottom line
And we are tracing I hope you know We are tracing We're both alone
And if you wanna know the moment I knew that I was still alone I found I'd never learned your number I'd only stored it in my phone You'd think that by now I'd know the shape of calling home
And I'm OK If you're OK with wasting time But when you trace You always see the bottom line
And we are tracing I hope you know We are tracing We're both alone
We are tracing We are tracing Do you ever get the feeling That we started in the middle Or have you ever had the sense That we were lying just a little I mean come on It's not like we knew ourselves that long
Looking around the room, I see a woman begin to cry as Six sings. Well, there goes Six's 'Gift' again. I smile.
Seattle 2021 The crash 10:03 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
I snap my head around quickly away from the conversation when I hear a loud crashing noise emanating from the backstage area. One look a Max tells me that her enhanced hearing heralds no better news than my mortal hearing does.
"What's going on?" I ask Max nervously, looking around to make sure that noone else in the club is overly concerned.
"Six has some trouble." Max answers softly, hers eyes meeting mine. "I'm gonna go check it out." She says, looking at me.
The thought crosses my mind that Max will probably tell me to stay here while she sorts it out, but I am so not letting that happen. I open my mouth to tell Max this, but she gets in first.
"Come on Logan, let's go." I can't help grinning to myself at Max's intuism. She certainly knows me well.
I wheel quickly behind Max as she streaks down the hallway toward the backstage area. The good thing about being on wheels is that I can usually keep up with Max fairly well. When we reach a black door labeled "SIX", Max stops and turns around, listening carefully.
"It's gone quiet" She whispers to me.
I look at her thoughtfully. "That can't be good. We need to go in."
Max nods in agreement. "OK." She takes a deep breath, and slowly and silently turns the knob on Six's door. We enter quietly, creeping into the large room.
As we reach the main part of the room, Max pauses and gestures for us to be very quiet. We go around the corner of the segregated room, and see Six.
Strapped to a metal chair in the centre of the room, Six is flanked by 3 burly-looking bodyguards, each with guns pointed at her head. She is obviously awake, as she is struggling and trying to make noise past her gag.
Max quickly ducks back behind the wall, and raises her eyebrows at me. I can tell she's worried, and I raise my eyebrows back at her, in what must be quite a comical exchange. She sighs silently, and makes a decision. I know that she's going to run in and take out the guards, so I give her a look telling her that I will get Six. She nods, giving me a small smile, and heads in.
Seattle 2021 The Crash 10:15 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
I tap my foot softly on the ground before me as I contemplate my life. I think sometimes, we all need to realize when we're in denial, and we need to do something about the situation in which we are in denial about. Of course, I'm not talking about me. No. I'm talking about. a friend. That's right, a friend. Ah, who am I kidding? I am totally in denial about how much I care for Six, and in what capacity. I mean, maybe she just thinks of me as a brother, but. I really like her. A lot.
I figure that I'll have to sort this problem out later. After all, Six was supposed to meet me 15 minutes ago. As soon as I figure out Six is late, I begin to wonder where the hell she is. After all, Six is never late. She's in trouble.
Seattle 2021 The crash 10:17 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
A swishing noise, followed by a loud bang alerts me to Max and Logan's arrival at my little party. The swish being that of Max moving at great speed toward one of my captors, and the bang being that of said captor falling to the floor due to Max inflicting a blow to his temple.
Max continues taking out men quickly, and I see Logan wheeling towards me. He grins silently, beginning to remove my restraints. As soon as the gag is taken from my mouth, I can't be kept silent.
"Logan, what are you guys doing here? You could have gotten hurt!" I exclaim.
"We came to get you." He shrugs, grinning.
We look around and see that Max has taken out all of the guards.
"Come on, let's get you out of here." She says quickly.
"Uh huh" I stop as we head towards the door. "I gotta get back on stage."
Max and Logan look at me like I'm crazy. "We need to figure out what these guys wanted with you." Logan says seriously.
"Well" I pause, thinking. "They were Manticore, don't know what they wanted, I'll be onstage if you need me." I say the last sentence in a rush, grabbing my guitar and heading onto the stage before Max and Logan can answer.
"Well, at least we know where she is." I hear Logan sigh behind me.
Seattle, 2021 The crash 10:23 PM NEW YEAR'S EVE
As I am still frantically searching for Six, I see her get onto the stage and sigh in relief. She talks to the audience for awhile, probably trying to gauge a mood for the evening, and then begins to play.
Do you ever get the feeling That we started in the middle Or have you ever had the sense That we were lying just a little I mean come on It's not like we knew ourselves that long
And I can't say I really blame you For being bored with the beginning Always staring at the score To figure out who's barely winning But don't you know There is a reason strong moves slow
And I'm OK If you're OK with wasting time But when you trace You always see the bottom line
And we are tracing I hope you know We are tracing We're both alone
And if you wanna know the moment I knew that I was still alone I found I'd never learned your number I'd only stored it in my phone You'd think that by now I'd know the shape of calling home
And I'm OK If you're OK with wasting time But when you trace You always see the bottom line
And we are tracing I hope you know We are tracing We're both alone
We are tracing We are tracing Do you ever get the feeling That we started in the middle Or have you ever had the sense That we were lying just a little I mean come on It's not like we knew ourselves that long
Looking around the room, I see a woman begin to cry as Six sings. Well, there goes Six's 'Gift' again. I smile.