A Hero's love.
Hi I'm Angel and this is my first attempt at a bmfm fic, so please be gentle. I do not own the Biker Mice from Mars, otherwise I would make sure it was still showing, plus I would have seen all of series three which was not completely shown over here in England, I'm such a deprived sole. Any who I hope you like and please review:
Chapter 1: Hurt.
Charlie held back a sob as she looked over her dear friend, he lay in his bed, bandages covering his torso, another dear friend Ivy, a doctor had agreed to help him. He'd been hurt trying to save her, he'd pushed her out of the way to take the laser shots meant for her and now. . . Throttle put an arm around her and gave her a reassuring smile as if to say everything would be all right, he'd be fine, out of the corner of her eye she saw the white bandage around Throttle's arm where the needle had gone, their friend needed blood, he'd lost too much of his own, so throttle had offered his. They'd know each other for a long time, apparently their friend had done the same for him once. It was so painful watching Ivy work knowing that all this may not be enough to save him. It was then she broke down and cried, Throttle took her in his arms and let her sob into his shoulder. After a while he picked her up and took her over to one of the few chairs at the scoreboard, a sofa and let her cry herself to sleep rather than let her watch what was happening.
An hour went by when Modo returned with some of Charlie's things from the Last Chance and some supplies from the hospital, Ivy had phoned ahead and arranged for Modo to pick them up so there was no trouble. He silently took the hospital supplies over to Vincent's bedside and let Ivy carry on with her work. Then he placed Charlie's things neatly on top of the table in the middle of the room.
"She okay Bro?" Modo asked a look of concern on his gentle face.
"Upset, Tired,"Throttle sighed and rearranged Charlie's now limp body so it was stretched out on the sofa, "she needed the rest." He finished as he walked across the room to his bed and picked up the blanket, bringing it back he placed it over Charlie to keep her warm. Once done he stole a glance at his fallen companion he found it hard to look at his unusually motionless young friend and although he was white, he seemed to be at least two shades paler than normal. But the worst was his expression, he'd seen it on too many corpses back on Mars to see it on his.
"Vinnie'll be okay throttle," Modo said reading Throttle's look, "He's got to be, and when we know he's okay we'll go teach Limburger a lesson he'll never forget, right bro?" Throttle gave Modo a weak smile.
"What if he's not Modo," he looked at his taller friend, "what if he doesn't survive this, and Charlie doesn't get over it and Limburger takes over, we're not invincible man, all of us could die, he's already lost half his face why the hell does he have to loose his life too?!" The last was sort of a cross between a whisper and a shout and once said he turned around and stormed out going for a long ride around the streets of Chicago to clear his head. Modo sighed and sat down on the nearest available chair, he knew what Throttle had said wasn't how he really felt and he knew Throttle really shouldn't be going out alone after he'd donated blood. But he couldn't leave Charlie, not like this, not when the only other person who could protect her was lying half dead on his bed. Slowly Modo drifted off into a restless sleep in his chair.
"Mr. Modo?" The doctors voice woke him up with a start and his heart leapt when he thought what she could be wanting, was he dead? "Modo, sir, I've done all I can for him, I'll stick around for a while if you want but I'll have to get some sleep soon, I've got a shift this evening." Modo Nodded and looked at Vinnie, hooked up to a couple of machines, the doctor had somehow managed to smuggled out of the hospital she worked at, she'd said something about owing Charlie a favor and that she was sorry they weren't the latest, but they still worked. He took a good look at her for the first time that evening, she was a short black woman with a shapely build, yet not fat, her hair was braided and tied back in a band at the nape of her neck and she had soft hazel eyes with a pair of thin rimmed glasses perched on the end of her nose.
"Thank you mam. . " he started.
"Call me Ivy," she smiled at him, "you look tired, why don't you go to bed? I'll stay up a while longer for you."
"I. . I wouldn't want to hurt him or anything." he said worriedly looking over at Vinnie whose bed was closest to his.
"Your beds are quite for apart," she chuckled, "why don't you get into bed the other side so that you don't have to worry about that?" Modo smiled and got up but before he did what she suggested;
"Ivy?"
"Yes?"
"Why aren't you afraid of us?" Modo looked at her, "I mean most humans would run screaming when they saw what we looked like, what we are. . "
"There are worse monsters in the world than you three, and besides Charlie told me about you three a while ago."
"She did?"
"Oh yes, Charlie and me go way back," Ivy glanced over at the still sleeping Charlie, "we went to high school together, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be where I was today." Ivy stopped abruptly and looked down at the ground as if she was unsure she wanted to go on.
"What do you mean Ivy mam?" Ivy looked back up and saw only concern in the gentle giant, for some odd reason she felt she could trust this stranger, this alien with her past, after all Charlie did. But despite that feeling she couldn't just blurt it out so, "Maybe I'll tell you some day, but today's depressing enough as it is, so I'll leave it for another one okay?" Modo nodded and left it at that, he knew when a woman wanted her privacy.
"Ivy?" asked a groggy voice from the sofa, "is Vinnie okay?!" The second question was asked more urgently.
"We'll have to wait and see on that one," she said apologetically, "if he survives the next twenty four hours then he's got a chance, but until then I'm afraid there's nothing more I can say or do, I'm sorry Charlie."
"That's okay." Charlie said crest fallen, she'd hoped for some kind of miracle, she'd hoped when she had woken up that all this had been some nasty dream but it wasn't, it was real.
"You know," Charlie jumped slightly as Ivy placed her hand on her shoulder and spoke to her, "they say that even when someone's in a coma they can still hear you," Charlie looked up at her like a lost lamb to it's shepherd, "why don't you take a chair and sit by him for a while, hold his hand, talk to him. I'm sure he'd like to know you're here with him." Charlie wiped away the beginnings of fresh tears and quietly walked over to Vinnie's side. She moved a chair, being careful not to move or touch any of the machinery around him, sat down and took his hand, holding it tightly the tears which had previously threatened to fall came and she wept quietly into his hand, rocking herself ever so slightly. Ivy looked to Modo and away from the heartbreaking scene, "Why don't you get some sleep now, I'll keep an eye." Modo smiled and crept into bed and slowly fell asleep again. Ivy moved over to the sofa to get more comfortable and unintentionally fell asleep herself.
Minutes past and still Charlie held onto his hand hoping that if he did feel her touch that he would somehow be able to hold onto her and therefore hold onto life. She thought of all the times he'd pulled off stupid stunts and came away without a scratch, all of those stupid biker games he used to play, this was the second time he'd been injured saving her, but the first time it was serious. A broken arm she could cope with, but this, this was too much. She hadn't even told him her feelings towards him. She hadn't told him that every time he smile's at her, every time he pays her a compliment she has to mentally stop herself from rushing into his arms. She hadn't told him that when he flirted with other girls she felt so jealous she could scream. This is what kept her crying and this is what made her whisper into his ear;
"Please don't leave me, Vinnie," she gently kissed his cheek before going on, "I love you."
Ba Ba Baaaaaaa, so wadya think, okay I won't kill Vinnie off, or maybe I will ha ha ha ha! I love to be mean, please tell me what you think and there's a reason for the whole I Ivy life story spill, but that will come later toodles.
