Chapter 15: The Bridge.
AN: An answer to all questions in the last chapter. Almost at the end of the fic!!! So please, keep up the reviews.
Nathan and Lindsay arrived at a large abandoned elevator shaft. It was only a story deep, but at the bottom shone a gray metallic object.
"That's it." Lindsay confirmed.
"I have to get down there and defuse it." Nathan said.
"You can't." Lindsay said. "If I know Connor, he's probably tampered with the detonator."
"Then we'll have to bring the whole thing up." Nathan said.
Lindsay noticed a small work crane nearby. "Get on that." She said. "I'll lower you down."
"What then?" Nathan asked as he went on.
"I don't know." Lindsay said. "I'm making this up as I go."
Joanna left Elvis, who was busy conversing with one of the Skedar. She went to go search for Nathan. She liked him as a friend, but she had an odd feeling that something bad was about to happen.
She shrugged this off and went outside.
The early afternoon sun hung in the air over the open ocean. Somehow, the ocean had always been so comforting to her. It always had been ever since she'd grown up in Northern Ireland with her mother. She had been born in London, but they had moved out into the old highlands.
But this time, the waves told her something else. Something wasn't right.
The bottom part of the rig hit the bottom. Good God! There was a whole floor of explosives. If this went, so would all of these.
Nathan got off, and attached the bomb to the rig.
"Take her up!" He called.
"Get on!" Lindsay called back down.
"Are you crazy?" Nathan yelled. "It's too heavy!"
"Get on, goddamnit!" Lindsay yelled.
Nathan got on and began to winch himself up by grabbing the cables.
The rig got out onto the top where Nathan saw a small railway system. The place must have been built over an old mine or something.
"Swing it over." Nathan said. "Come on, we only have about a minute or two before the thing blows. If it does, the whole place goes with it."
Lindsay placed it over on one of the old cars.
They pushed the cart down a small slope and that was the end of their worries. Or at least, it would have been, had the hand brake not slipped.
Lindsay climbed on top and held the brake off.
Nathan pushed the cart forward and tripped over a railway tie as soon as it got plenty of momentum.
"Jump!" He called.
"I have to hold the brake off!" Lindsay said. "I love you."
"Jump!!" Nathan began running after the speeding cart.
"Get Connor for me!" Lindsay called back as the cart exited the tunnel.
Connor looked at his wristwatch. The airship was in position to see the hall explode. Only seconds now...
Then, he saw something exit the tunnel.
"No..." He whispered.
Lindsay jumped clear just as the bomb went off in a blinding white flash.
The blast threw Joanna to the ground and shook up the hall, but the explosives hadn't gone off.
Connor held his head. NO!!!!! He had failed. This wasn't happening! This could not be happening! 1, 2, 3 wake up. 1, 2, 3, WAKE UP!!!!
Nathan came out of the tunnel and saw the ugly blast mark. "No..." He whispered.
There was no chance. She had gone.
Joanna looked over the ridge.
"Nathan," She said, in awe. Then louder "Nathan!"
She began running down, but Nathan saw the huge airship coming up behind her. "Joanna, behind you!" He called. "Get down!"
Connor opened the main door and scooped Joanna up. She fought furiously, but Connor knocked her out with a quick chop to the neck.
Nathan grabbed onto one of the dangling ropes and hung on as the airship took off.
"Ship's nose is heavy." The pilot said. "Bastard must be on the mooring rope."
The airship took to the air as Connor saw it. The huge suspension bridge. It was known as Australia's Golden Gate ever since it was built in 2012. (AN: I'm not sure if there really is one. I'm just guessing.) Connor changed course for it.
"What the hell..." The pilot looked at him.
"This'll hurt him more than me." Connor laughed.
The bottom riggings, as well as Nathan hit the bridge hard.
Nathan barely felt the impact as he remembered his Boy Scout days. He quickly tied the mooring rope to the bridge and climbed his way back up.
Joanna had woken up by now and made her way to the cockpit. She immediately put Connor in a chokehold.
His Lieutenant and the pilot wrenched her off as the airship crashed into the side of the bridge.
Everyone except Connor was thrown to the back of the airship, since he still had his seatbelt on.
Connor's lieutenant lay on the floor a steel beam from the frame of the airship through his heart.
Connor turned to the pilot. "Go get him." He ordered.
"Out there?" The pilot said. "Are you crazy??!!"
"Go!" Connor yelled. "Now!"
The pilot grabbed a CMP150 from a nearby locker and cocked it.
Joanna searched frantically for a weapon. All she found was a fire extinguisher.
She filled the pilot's face with foam and kicked him off to the side. He'd be dead soon any way.
Connor unbuckled himself as Joanna got out of a gaping hole on the side of the airship and onto the superstructure. He grabbed a nearby axe and went out after her.
Nathan came up to the near top and saw Connor behind Joanna.
"Joanna, jump!" He called.
She did, but landed too hard. Nathan caught her and they tumbled down the pipe.
Nathan caught her by her fingertips, suspended over the traffic.
"Hold on!" Nathan said.
"I'm hardly in a position to disagree." Joanna said as she got her feet secure. "Nathan!"
Connor came up and swung the axe hard.
Nathan dodged it and they grappled over it. He hit Connor in the side with the blunt end, but Connor beat him down to one of the handrails. As Nathan choked, Connor kicked his feet out from under him and pressed the axe down as Nathan's torso protruded out over the pipe.
Nathan punched Connor off and struggled back up as Joanna caught Connor's foot.
He kicked Joanna's hand away along with his shoe and lashed out at Nathan.
They stuggled over the axe again until Connor drove the blunt end into the side of Nathan's head. He staggered back, but kicked out at Connor. He retracted his legs as Connor swung the axe again and they both crashed down on either sides of the pipe.
Connor swung the axe hard with an animal like cry.
The sharp end embedded itself into the steel cable, inches from Nathan's head. Nathan struggled up and kicked Connor in the face.
He cried out, but caught Nathan's foot. He struggled his way back onto the pipe and punched Nathan back onto the pipe, near Joanna.
He seized the axe and prepared to swing down on the helpless Nathan.
"NOOO!!!!" Joanna cried out.
Her scream had made Connor's attention waver only for a split second. In this fraction of a minute, Nathan remembered the DY357 Magnum in his shoulder holster.
He took it out and fired every last shot inside.
Connor staggered back, from the surprise and weight of the shot, but the orange tinge of a shield protected him from all six shots.
He laughed and swung the axe down.
Nathan tossed the useless magnum into the sea and grabbed onto one of the handrails. He swung out and used one of his legs to trip Connor. He came back in and punched Connor over the rail.
When Connor came to his senses, Nathan has seized the axe and began beating on Connor's left hand, the one that showed signs of plastic surgery. Uncharacteristic fear filled his cold gray eyes as the hand let go of the handrail.
"NO!" Connor said. "Please! Let me live."
"I can overlook what you did to me." Nathan said. "And to Joanna. This is for what you did to Lindsay."
He brought the sharp end of the axe down on Connor's arm.
An unearthly scream was wrenched from him as he plummeted down into the dark waves.
Nathan went to help Joanna up onto the pipe.
"Are you all right?" Joanna asked.
"Fine." Nathan said. "You?"
"All right." Joanna said. "It's a hell of a time to be afraid of heights."
Nathan laughed for the first time in a long time. It felt good.
End Of Chapter.
Well, this just about wraps it up. I just may put on another chapter if we're lucky. Please review and if I don't see you all again, good luck with all your fan fictions! This was originally 2 chapters, but since your doctor has prescribed against it (You know who you are.) I blended it together. Was it prescribed by your doctor or you therapist, I wonder? (No offense.)
AN: An answer to all questions in the last chapter. Almost at the end of the fic!!! So please, keep up the reviews.
Nathan and Lindsay arrived at a large abandoned elevator shaft. It was only a story deep, but at the bottom shone a gray metallic object.
"That's it." Lindsay confirmed.
"I have to get down there and defuse it." Nathan said.
"You can't." Lindsay said. "If I know Connor, he's probably tampered with the detonator."
"Then we'll have to bring the whole thing up." Nathan said.
Lindsay noticed a small work crane nearby. "Get on that." She said. "I'll lower you down."
"What then?" Nathan asked as he went on.
"I don't know." Lindsay said. "I'm making this up as I go."
Joanna left Elvis, who was busy conversing with one of the Skedar. She went to go search for Nathan. She liked him as a friend, but she had an odd feeling that something bad was about to happen.
She shrugged this off and went outside.
The early afternoon sun hung in the air over the open ocean. Somehow, the ocean had always been so comforting to her. It always had been ever since she'd grown up in Northern Ireland with her mother. She had been born in London, but they had moved out into the old highlands.
But this time, the waves told her something else. Something wasn't right.
The bottom part of the rig hit the bottom. Good God! There was a whole floor of explosives. If this went, so would all of these.
Nathan got off, and attached the bomb to the rig.
"Take her up!" He called.
"Get on!" Lindsay called back down.
"Are you crazy?" Nathan yelled. "It's too heavy!"
"Get on, goddamnit!" Lindsay yelled.
Nathan got on and began to winch himself up by grabbing the cables.
The rig got out onto the top where Nathan saw a small railway system. The place must have been built over an old mine or something.
"Swing it over." Nathan said. "Come on, we only have about a minute or two before the thing blows. If it does, the whole place goes with it."
Lindsay placed it over on one of the old cars.
They pushed the cart down a small slope and that was the end of their worries. Or at least, it would have been, had the hand brake not slipped.
Lindsay climbed on top and held the brake off.
Nathan pushed the cart forward and tripped over a railway tie as soon as it got plenty of momentum.
"Jump!" He called.
"I have to hold the brake off!" Lindsay said. "I love you."
"Jump!!" Nathan began running after the speeding cart.
"Get Connor for me!" Lindsay called back as the cart exited the tunnel.
Connor looked at his wristwatch. The airship was in position to see the hall explode. Only seconds now...
Then, he saw something exit the tunnel.
"No..." He whispered.
Lindsay jumped clear just as the bomb went off in a blinding white flash.
The blast threw Joanna to the ground and shook up the hall, but the explosives hadn't gone off.
Connor held his head. NO!!!!! He had failed. This wasn't happening! This could not be happening! 1, 2, 3 wake up. 1, 2, 3, WAKE UP!!!!
Nathan came out of the tunnel and saw the ugly blast mark. "No..." He whispered.
There was no chance. She had gone.
Joanna looked over the ridge.
"Nathan," She said, in awe. Then louder "Nathan!"
She began running down, but Nathan saw the huge airship coming up behind her. "Joanna, behind you!" He called. "Get down!"
Connor opened the main door and scooped Joanna up. She fought furiously, but Connor knocked her out with a quick chop to the neck.
Nathan grabbed onto one of the dangling ropes and hung on as the airship took off.
"Ship's nose is heavy." The pilot said. "Bastard must be on the mooring rope."
The airship took to the air as Connor saw it. The huge suspension bridge. It was known as Australia's Golden Gate ever since it was built in 2012. (AN: I'm not sure if there really is one. I'm just guessing.) Connor changed course for it.
"What the hell..." The pilot looked at him.
"This'll hurt him more than me." Connor laughed.
The bottom riggings, as well as Nathan hit the bridge hard.
Nathan barely felt the impact as he remembered his Boy Scout days. He quickly tied the mooring rope to the bridge and climbed his way back up.
Joanna had woken up by now and made her way to the cockpit. She immediately put Connor in a chokehold.
His Lieutenant and the pilot wrenched her off as the airship crashed into the side of the bridge.
Everyone except Connor was thrown to the back of the airship, since he still had his seatbelt on.
Connor's lieutenant lay on the floor a steel beam from the frame of the airship through his heart.
Connor turned to the pilot. "Go get him." He ordered.
"Out there?" The pilot said. "Are you crazy??!!"
"Go!" Connor yelled. "Now!"
The pilot grabbed a CMP150 from a nearby locker and cocked it.
Joanna searched frantically for a weapon. All she found was a fire extinguisher.
She filled the pilot's face with foam and kicked him off to the side. He'd be dead soon any way.
Connor unbuckled himself as Joanna got out of a gaping hole on the side of the airship and onto the superstructure. He grabbed a nearby axe and went out after her.
Nathan came up to the near top and saw Connor behind Joanna.
"Joanna, jump!" He called.
She did, but landed too hard. Nathan caught her and they tumbled down the pipe.
Nathan caught her by her fingertips, suspended over the traffic.
"Hold on!" Nathan said.
"I'm hardly in a position to disagree." Joanna said as she got her feet secure. "Nathan!"
Connor came up and swung the axe hard.
Nathan dodged it and they grappled over it. He hit Connor in the side with the blunt end, but Connor beat him down to one of the handrails. As Nathan choked, Connor kicked his feet out from under him and pressed the axe down as Nathan's torso protruded out over the pipe.
Nathan punched Connor off and struggled back up as Joanna caught Connor's foot.
He kicked Joanna's hand away along with his shoe and lashed out at Nathan.
They stuggled over the axe again until Connor drove the blunt end into the side of Nathan's head. He staggered back, but kicked out at Connor. He retracted his legs as Connor swung the axe again and they both crashed down on either sides of the pipe.
Connor swung the axe hard with an animal like cry.
The sharp end embedded itself into the steel cable, inches from Nathan's head. Nathan struggled up and kicked Connor in the face.
He cried out, but caught Nathan's foot. He struggled his way back onto the pipe and punched Nathan back onto the pipe, near Joanna.
He seized the axe and prepared to swing down on the helpless Nathan.
"NOOO!!!!" Joanna cried out.
Her scream had made Connor's attention waver only for a split second. In this fraction of a minute, Nathan remembered the DY357 Magnum in his shoulder holster.
He took it out and fired every last shot inside.
Connor staggered back, from the surprise and weight of the shot, but the orange tinge of a shield protected him from all six shots.
He laughed and swung the axe down.
Nathan tossed the useless magnum into the sea and grabbed onto one of the handrails. He swung out and used one of his legs to trip Connor. He came back in and punched Connor over the rail.
When Connor came to his senses, Nathan has seized the axe and began beating on Connor's left hand, the one that showed signs of plastic surgery. Uncharacteristic fear filled his cold gray eyes as the hand let go of the handrail.
"NO!" Connor said. "Please! Let me live."
"I can overlook what you did to me." Nathan said. "And to Joanna. This is for what you did to Lindsay."
He brought the sharp end of the axe down on Connor's arm.
An unearthly scream was wrenched from him as he plummeted down into the dark waves.
Nathan went to help Joanna up onto the pipe.
"Are you all right?" Joanna asked.
"Fine." Nathan said. "You?"
"All right." Joanna said. "It's a hell of a time to be afraid of heights."
Nathan laughed for the first time in a long time. It felt good.
End Of Chapter.
Well, this just about wraps it up. I just may put on another chapter if we're lucky. Please review and if I don't see you all again, good luck with all your fan fictions! This was originally 2 chapters, but since your doctor has prescribed against it (You know who you are.) I blended it together. Was it prescribed by your doctor or you therapist, I wonder? (No offense.)