Hey! Vex again! So this chapter has Jack in it and mind you he gets very
OOC, sorry bout that! Leena is not a drunk even though this is my Bar
chapter. Every good story has to have a bar chapter and if they don't they
have to be either a- pre bars (the bad times!) or b- Harry potter stories.
That drove me crazy writing HP NO FUCKING BARS! I might have to make this
story R just for my rants in the beginning! (! Lets GO have some fun! What
do ya say!
Enter ch. Four!
Frozen Soldier
I used to be an angel, then God condemned me. He put me in the middle of a war. Our private war. That you didn't even know was being fought.
I push open the door and walk into the bar. I walk up to the long bar and sit on one of the stools. I wave down the bartender and get a rum n' coke. He gives me a big glass and fills it, 'thanks tom' and he walks away. I look into the glass.
The door opens behind me then closes. I put the glass to my lips and take a big drink. I swallow it with no problem.
"So is this how the blitz team celebrates its victories?" I don't look up.
"If I said yes would you go away?" He laughs.
"Not a chance in hell Torose," Now I look up. He looks over at me and smiles.
I take another drink, "Go to Hell, Sisco!" I burp. He laughs again.
"Whiskey, dry," He says to Tom, "Now tell me what you really think of me?" I laugh and he smiles. Tom returns with his drink.
"Honestly I think you're a complete ass but that's just me."
"You sure that's not the Rum?"
"First drink." He nods.
"Then I guess it wouldn't be, hun," He takes a drink, "So how are things in class S?"
"A bust," I say looking back down at the glass, "I liked it better in the lower classes. Well, when we were winning!" He laughs and takes another drink. I do the same. I put my head in my hand and sigh.
"What? The liquor getting to you already?" I smile
"Actually it is." He snickers and swallows the drink he had just taken.
"Never thought you'd admit it."
"At least I have a good reason." He nods.
"Heard about you little accident."
"Who hasn't? Not every day a pilot manages to get them self impaled through the stomach!" He nods again.
"True. Especially when it's trigger happy Leena Torose."
"Trigger happy? Not any more Sisco." He looks over at me, "thought people had heard about that too," He shakes his head, "I haven't shot six shots in the last four battles." He looks over at me in awe.
"Is that so? Well, I'll just have to spread that information around for ya."
"Thanks I guess." He nods. I stand up from the stool. My head spins and I lean against the bar for support.
"You sure you only had that one drink?" I nod.
"Strange things happen when you get impaled!" I feel my body fall backwards, then someone catches me before I hit the floor. Most likely Jack, I think before my mind closes.
I wake to the sound of a...car? I open my eyes. I look around to see Jack driving and me sitting next to him in the passenger's seat. He looks over and smile. I relax into the seat and watch the buildings go by then I watch the wide spread houses go by as we head back to the Torose base.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask him when there is still a kilometer or so to the base. He shrugs.
"Not my thing to leave an semi-sober woman in a bar when she's unconscious," He smiles and I smile back, "This happen much?" I nod
"Yeah, third time in two days," I laugh, "It's a new record."
"How longs it been happening?" I shrug.
"Five, six months." You don't need to be a psychic to tell what he's thinking, 'that's when Cloud left.' I look back out at the scenery. Right now thinking about Bit seems like an oxymoron sitting next Jack Sisco. He pulls up to the large hanger door and helps me out of the Jeep.
"Can you walk?" I sigh.
"Probably not." He opens the door and helps me stand up. When that doesn't work He picks me up and kicks the jeep door shut. I laugh.
I tell him where to go, seeing as he's never been here before. I instruct him to my room and he puts me down on my bed. He pulls up a chair and I pull my legs up to my chest.
"So," he says looking around my room, "What makes you pass out like that?" I shrug truthfully.
"I don't know. It's just like every thing freezes and goes black."
"So you black out, not pass out," I nod, "Sounds fun." I nod and laugh.
"Then sometimes I fall asleep and have a reoccurring nightmare that makes me scream like a little girl!" He laughs.
"And you remain positive through the whole thing!" We both laugh quietly. I sigh and look out the window. The sun is setting outside.
"You'd better get going," he nods, "It's getting late." I stand and successfully manage to walk him back out through the base without anyone seeing him.
"Strange," I say without thinking.
"What," he asks.
"Wonder where everyone is?" I shrug.
He stretches and walks over to the Jeep, "Well, honestly I'm glad they're not around." He gets in the driver's side and I stand at the passenger's side leaning on the door.
"Well. For whatever reason you did it, I thank you Jack Sisco, for getting me out o f the fucking bar."
"Then thank yourself," He smile starting the ignition, "And that ass-wipe mouth of yours." I smile back and step away from the Jeep.
"Get out of here before I call the police!" He laughs and pulls away. I watch as the Jeep disappears from sight, back toward the town. I smile securely to myself.
The hanger door opens and someone comes into the hanger.
"Leena?" It's Naomi. She takes one look at my secure little smile and laughs, "So what's that about?"
"Let's just say that the forces of this world are conspiring against me and I'm falling right into their grasp. And I don't give a shit either way!" She laughs. I let the moment last for a few more minutes in its own bliss.
"Where were you guys anyway?" I ask.
"Dinner. Jamie's just cleaning up. We figured you'd eat out again."
"Nah! Just got ate up," Naomi looks at me strangely, "Don't ask." She frowns but doesn't say anything else.
Well, now as I wait the time passes slower and when you return you might not find all you had hoped for. I have changed and until now I have not challenged you. But I cannot help but think that what you have done to me you do for some other purpose than the hold me here.
Do you wish me to decay and leave all this in hopes that you will be able to reconcile to what you have done. If you have you are only digging your own grave and trying to place a stone at the top from under the mantel. You are making this task to difficult.
And you will fail.
Enter ch. Four!
Frozen Soldier
I used to be an angel, then God condemned me. He put me in the middle of a war. Our private war. That you didn't even know was being fought.
I push open the door and walk into the bar. I walk up to the long bar and sit on one of the stools. I wave down the bartender and get a rum n' coke. He gives me a big glass and fills it, 'thanks tom' and he walks away. I look into the glass.
The door opens behind me then closes. I put the glass to my lips and take a big drink. I swallow it with no problem.
"So is this how the blitz team celebrates its victories?" I don't look up.
"If I said yes would you go away?" He laughs.
"Not a chance in hell Torose," Now I look up. He looks over at me and smiles.
I take another drink, "Go to Hell, Sisco!" I burp. He laughs again.
"Whiskey, dry," He says to Tom, "Now tell me what you really think of me?" I laugh and he smiles. Tom returns with his drink.
"Honestly I think you're a complete ass but that's just me."
"You sure that's not the Rum?"
"First drink." He nods.
"Then I guess it wouldn't be, hun," He takes a drink, "So how are things in class S?"
"A bust," I say looking back down at the glass, "I liked it better in the lower classes. Well, when we were winning!" He laughs and takes another drink. I do the same. I put my head in my hand and sigh.
"What? The liquor getting to you already?" I smile
"Actually it is." He snickers and swallows the drink he had just taken.
"Never thought you'd admit it."
"At least I have a good reason." He nods.
"Heard about you little accident."
"Who hasn't? Not every day a pilot manages to get them self impaled through the stomach!" He nods again.
"True. Especially when it's trigger happy Leena Torose."
"Trigger happy? Not any more Sisco." He looks over at me, "thought people had heard about that too," He shakes his head, "I haven't shot six shots in the last four battles." He looks over at me in awe.
"Is that so? Well, I'll just have to spread that information around for ya."
"Thanks I guess." He nods. I stand up from the stool. My head spins and I lean against the bar for support.
"You sure you only had that one drink?" I nod.
"Strange things happen when you get impaled!" I feel my body fall backwards, then someone catches me before I hit the floor. Most likely Jack, I think before my mind closes.
I wake to the sound of a...car? I open my eyes. I look around to see Jack driving and me sitting next to him in the passenger's seat. He looks over and smile. I relax into the seat and watch the buildings go by then I watch the wide spread houses go by as we head back to the Torose base.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask him when there is still a kilometer or so to the base. He shrugs.
"Not my thing to leave an semi-sober woman in a bar when she's unconscious," He smiles and I smile back, "This happen much?" I nod
"Yeah, third time in two days," I laugh, "It's a new record."
"How longs it been happening?" I shrug.
"Five, six months." You don't need to be a psychic to tell what he's thinking, 'that's when Cloud left.' I look back out at the scenery. Right now thinking about Bit seems like an oxymoron sitting next Jack Sisco. He pulls up to the large hanger door and helps me out of the Jeep.
"Can you walk?" I sigh.
"Probably not." He opens the door and helps me stand up. When that doesn't work He picks me up and kicks the jeep door shut. I laugh.
I tell him where to go, seeing as he's never been here before. I instruct him to my room and he puts me down on my bed. He pulls up a chair and I pull my legs up to my chest.
"So," he says looking around my room, "What makes you pass out like that?" I shrug truthfully.
"I don't know. It's just like every thing freezes and goes black."
"So you black out, not pass out," I nod, "Sounds fun." I nod and laugh.
"Then sometimes I fall asleep and have a reoccurring nightmare that makes me scream like a little girl!" He laughs.
"And you remain positive through the whole thing!" We both laugh quietly. I sigh and look out the window. The sun is setting outside.
"You'd better get going," he nods, "It's getting late." I stand and successfully manage to walk him back out through the base without anyone seeing him.
"Strange," I say without thinking.
"What," he asks.
"Wonder where everyone is?" I shrug.
He stretches and walks over to the Jeep, "Well, honestly I'm glad they're not around." He gets in the driver's side and I stand at the passenger's side leaning on the door.
"Well. For whatever reason you did it, I thank you Jack Sisco, for getting me out o f the fucking bar."
"Then thank yourself," He smile starting the ignition, "And that ass-wipe mouth of yours." I smile back and step away from the Jeep.
"Get out of here before I call the police!" He laughs and pulls away. I watch as the Jeep disappears from sight, back toward the town. I smile securely to myself.
The hanger door opens and someone comes into the hanger.
"Leena?" It's Naomi. She takes one look at my secure little smile and laughs, "So what's that about?"
"Let's just say that the forces of this world are conspiring against me and I'm falling right into their grasp. And I don't give a shit either way!" She laughs. I let the moment last for a few more minutes in its own bliss.
"Where were you guys anyway?" I ask.
"Dinner. Jamie's just cleaning up. We figured you'd eat out again."
"Nah! Just got ate up," Naomi looks at me strangely, "Don't ask." She frowns but doesn't say anything else.
Well, now as I wait the time passes slower and when you return you might not find all you had hoped for. I have changed and until now I have not challenged you. But I cannot help but think that what you have done to me you do for some other purpose than the hold me here.
Do you wish me to decay and leave all this in hopes that you will be able to reconcile to what you have done. If you have you are only digging your own grave and trying to place a stone at the top from under the mantel. You are making this task to difficult.
And you will fail.