Notes: I'm sure everyone never thought I'd continue with this story. I've been really busy lately though. A lot of things have happened since my last update. Rehearsals, my first boyfriend(yeah!) and my computer has been having some problems. Then there was Snowball, Thespian Banquet and just recently...Prom. School's almost out though, so I'll be able to write more over the summer...at least in June. I'll be super busy in July with more rehearsals and practices.
Chapter 6
Joe automatically crashed into Vicki, pulling her down to the porch, "Stay perfectly still," he warned, "We want them to think that they got us. Do you understand?" Vicki didn't respond, and Joe could only hope that she had heard. The sounds continued on for a few more seconds before they finally ceased.
The first thing they heard was the heavy sound of footsteps running away down the street. When they faded away, Joe got to his feet and looked around. Of course, nobody was in sight, but he wanted to be sure that there wasn't somebody else in waiting. That's when he noticed that Vicki hadn't gotten up.
"Are you all right," he asked, bending down to help her up. She nodded weakly and tried to smile, but found it hard to do, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah," she managed to say, "I got the wind knocked out of me when you tackled me again. I had to catch my breath."
"Sorry," he said, "I had to do something. You were right, someone was waiting for us. It's a good thing we got out of the way in time."
"Did you see what the guy looked like," Vicki asked, "If I see him again, remind me to give it to him, okay?" She looked up at the shocked Joe, "Don't worry, he'll deserve it by the time we find him."
"I didn't see him," Joe replied, "I was trying to make sure that nothing happened to us. It isn't the first time I've been shot at you know?"
"A silencer," Vicki asked, and Joe nodded, "No wonder we almost didn't hear him. Thanks for your help Joe. I guess you're all right after all, even though it is hard to admit. You have quick reflexes."
"Thanks," Joe said, "Although, I have to say that it was a close one. You're different than I imagined you know?" Joe changed the subject to focus on something other than the case.
"What did you think I would be like," Vicki asked.
"Frank's girlfriend," was Joe's reply, "She doesn't know when to stop and often gets caught whenever she hangs out with us. Callie thinks that she should be involved in everything."
"Sounds a little like my sister," Vicki said, "except not as stubborn. Becky and I could fight about anything, but..." Vicki stopped, "Joe, why don't we go back inside? I don't like being out here." They walked back inside her house and closed the door.
At that exact moment, the telephone rang and Vicki ran to answer it, "Hello," she asked.
"Hi," replied an unfamiliar voice, "I see you escaped for the moment, but we'll be back."
"Okay," Vicki said, "Who are you, shooting at us with no apparent reason?"
"People like us don't give answers away," the voice said.
"People like you should be behind bars," Vicki replied evenly, "Life would be so much easier without people like you."
"Just watch out," the voice said, "You may have gotten away this time, but we'll be back before too long. Goodbye." The phone went dead and Vicki slammed it down.
"What was that about," Joe asked, seeing her determined expression.
"It was one of those creeps who fired at us," she answered, "He was telling me that they would be back. What he doesn't know is that we'll be ready this time."
"Mind if I use your phone," he asked and Vicki nodded. He went over and checked the caller I.D., "Why don't you check where the number came from?"
"Because I know where it came from," Vicki answered, "I recognized the number. They called from a restaurant that I know. They called from Ultimate Pizza."
"Wow," Joe said, "Well I need to use it anyway. Frank and I have already called our parents to let them know we arrived and where we are right now, but I'd like to call again." He quickly made the call, and left the phone number.
He turned to her after the call was done, "According to my dad, you're known around the United States right now. I didn't know you had that many cases already."
"We've been around," Vicki replied, "but right now, I think we should make sure nothing happens tonight. I'm sleeping down here for now."
"Me too," Joe said, "I'll warn Frank upstairs about out situation at hand, but I doubt they'll come tonight. They probably want us to believe they are, so we'll be on the edge and then at the last possible moment, they'll strike."
"Makes sense," Vicki agreed, "I need to call C. J. and warn her too. She should know this too." Vicki quickly called her best friend and told her what had happened, "Just be on the lookout," Vicki said when their conversation was finished and hung up.
Vicki slept on the loveseat and Joe took the sofa. They were going to be ready for anything and stayed awake as long as they could. Vicki and Joe began talking about anything in particular before falling asleep. They didn't even notice the phone ringing again and if they did, neither got up to answer it.
Later that night, Vicki and Joe both sat up straight as a loud sound woke them. They both recognized it from anywhere. It was the sound of breaking glass as something was thrown through the window!
Chapter 6
Joe automatically crashed into Vicki, pulling her down to the porch, "Stay perfectly still," he warned, "We want them to think that they got us. Do you understand?" Vicki didn't respond, and Joe could only hope that she had heard. The sounds continued on for a few more seconds before they finally ceased.
The first thing they heard was the heavy sound of footsteps running away down the street. When they faded away, Joe got to his feet and looked around. Of course, nobody was in sight, but he wanted to be sure that there wasn't somebody else in waiting. That's when he noticed that Vicki hadn't gotten up.
"Are you all right," he asked, bending down to help her up. She nodded weakly and tried to smile, but found it hard to do, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah," she managed to say, "I got the wind knocked out of me when you tackled me again. I had to catch my breath."
"Sorry," he said, "I had to do something. You were right, someone was waiting for us. It's a good thing we got out of the way in time."
"Did you see what the guy looked like," Vicki asked, "If I see him again, remind me to give it to him, okay?" She looked up at the shocked Joe, "Don't worry, he'll deserve it by the time we find him."
"I didn't see him," Joe replied, "I was trying to make sure that nothing happened to us. It isn't the first time I've been shot at you know?"
"A silencer," Vicki asked, and Joe nodded, "No wonder we almost didn't hear him. Thanks for your help Joe. I guess you're all right after all, even though it is hard to admit. You have quick reflexes."
"Thanks," Joe said, "Although, I have to say that it was a close one. You're different than I imagined you know?" Joe changed the subject to focus on something other than the case.
"What did you think I would be like," Vicki asked.
"Frank's girlfriend," was Joe's reply, "She doesn't know when to stop and often gets caught whenever she hangs out with us. Callie thinks that she should be involved in everything."
"Sounds a little like my sister," Vicki said, "except not as stubborn. Becky and I could fight about anything, but..." Vicki stopped, "Joe, why don't we go back inside? I don't like being out here." They walked back inside her house and closed the door.
At that exact moment, the telephone rang and Vicki ran to answer it, "Hello," she asked.
"Hi," replied an unfamiliar voice, "I see you escaped for the moment, but we'll be back."
"Okay," Vicki said, "Who are you, shooting at us with no apparent reason?"
"People like us don't give answers away," the voice said.
"People like you should be behind bars," Vicki replied evenly, "Life would be so much easier without people like you."
"Just watch out," the voice said, "You may have gotten away this time, but we'll be back before too long. Goodbye." The phone went dead and Vicki slammed it down.
"What was that about," Joe asked, seeing her determined expression.
"It was one of those creeps who fired at us," she answered, "He was telling me that they would be back. What he doesn't know is that we'll be ready this time."
"Mind if I use your phone," he asked and Vicki nodded. He went over and checked the caller I.D., "Why don't you check where the number came from?"
"Because I know where it came from," Vicki answered, "I recognized the number. They called from a restaurant that I know. They called from Ultimate Pizza."
"Wow," Joe said, "Well I need to use it anyway. Frank and I have already called our parents to let them know we arrived and where we are right now, but I'd like to call again." He quickly made the call, and left the phone number.
He turned to her after the call was done, "According to my dad, you're known around the United States right now. I didn't know you had that many cases already."
"We've been around," Vicki replied, "but right now, I think we should make sure nothing happens tonight. I'm sleeping down here for now."
"Me too," Joe said, "I'll warn Frank upstairs about out situation at hand, but I doubt they'll come tonight. They probably want us to believe they are, so we'll be on the edge and then at the last possible moment, they'll strike."
"Makes sense," Vicki agreed, "I need to call C. J. and warn her too. She should know this too." Vicki quickly called her best friend and told her what had happened, "Just be on the lookout," Vicki said when their conversation was finished and hung up.
Vicki slept on the loveseat and Joe took the sofa. They were going to be ready for anything and stayed awake as long as they could. Vicki and Joe began talking about anything in particular before falling asleep. They didn't even notice the phone ringing again and if they did, neither got up to answer it.
Later that night, Vicki and Joe both sat up straight as a loud sound woke them. They both recognized it from anywhere. It was the sound of breaking glass as something was thrown through the window!