Disclamier: Nothing belongs to me, if they do, Jen and Wes will nicely be in CSI!
Notes: Thanks ever so much for the reviews guys! I really hope you like this chapter, I don't myself, I dunno, feels not good in a way... review and let me know what you think!
Chapter 9: Moonlight Fight
"Well, I'll be, letter sending not fast enough?" Nick said, scowling.
Catherine said,"Nick, go back in, tell someone, stop Brian, anything!"
Nick narrowed his eyes and said,"It will be my pleasure!" as he ran off.
Catherine called after him, "But NO VIOLENCE!!" Nick raised his right hand in acknowledgement.
Meanwhile, Catherine pulled out a notebook and pen from her pocket and muttered, "I'll write this down,"
Wes raised his eyebrows and asked,"What about me?"
"You, go up there and stop him," she instructed pointing at their suspect.
"What? This is so unfair!" argued Wes.
"You can fight, I can't, I know morse code, you don't! GO!" she retorted.
Wes sighed and ran towards the office building's fire escape stair case, drawin out his gun on the way.
After speedily climbing three floors worth of stair cases, Wes reached the top, thoroughly exhausted. Slowly, he crept toward the haunched figure, trying to control his heavy breathing, if their suspect heard him now...
Soon, he got a good view of their suspect's back, sure enough, long black coat and black bowler hat. Wes narrowed his eyes and in a second, football tackled the guy.
Taken off guard, the suspect fell to the floor. Gun out, Wes and the masked guy struggled for a moment, yet Wes couldn't get a sound out of the guy.
As good of a fighter Wes is, the masked guy was better. Soon, he had Wes locked in an arm hold, long enough for him to pull out a short but heavy bat from his coat and slam it on Wes' head.
Wes slumped onto the ground, barely concious. The guy kicked Wes' gun away and got up and copied the rest of the blinking morse code.
Head throbbing like hell, Wes gropped around for his gun, recovering from the blow quickly, 'That's it, you are so dead...' he thought.
Meanwhile, Catherine was still copying down the code when Nick reappeared. "They won't let me in!" he said exasperately. "The officers said that he needed rest!"
Catherine frowned,"Well, you didn't exactly pat him on the head until he bled out, did you?" rather accusingly.
Nick scowled,"Will you please drop the subject?"
Catherine did not reply. Soon, the blinking stopped.
"Okay, I just need to decipher this, wonder how Wes is doing?"
As if on cue, a gun shot was heard and two shadowed figures appeared at the very edge of the rooftop, kicking, punching, ducking, the works.
"Damn..." muttered Nick.
Finally, one of the figures managed to push the other off the edge of the rooftop.
"Please don't let that be Wes, please don't let that be Wes..." whispered Catherine quietly.
Unfortunately, it was Wes. Thanbkfully, the building was only three storeys high or Wes would definately be dead. Not to mention, Wes landed right in the gigantic green garbage dump.
"Bright side? At least it was a soft landing," said Catherine.
Nick shook his head and ran towards the dump. "Wes, are you okay?" asked Nick.
There was no answer for a moment, then, "You owe me big time, mate!"
Catherine and Nick heaved a sigh of relief.
When Wes got out, smelling really bad (though Catherine and Nick dare not say so,) Nick said,"Makes no differance, he still got away,"
Catherine held up her notebook, "I've got Brian's code, we might be able to know what they are talking about..." she turned to Wes, "Oh, did the suspect say anything at all?"
"Not a squeak, but he was limping... does that help?" replied Wes.
Nick snapped his fingers,"I shot him the other night! I must have got him in the leg! But, nothing else, huh?"
Wes smirked,"What? You really think I'll let you down, huh?" while pulling out something from behind his back, a black bowler hat.
"The damn guy hardly noticed I nicked this!" he said.
Catherine grinned,"When there's a worn hat, there's hair!"
Nick continued, also grinning,"When there's hair, there's DNA."
TBC
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Notes: Thanks ever so much for the reviews guys! I really hope you like this chapter, I don't myself, I dunno, feels not good in a way... review and let me know what you think!
Chapter 9: Moonlight Fight
"Well, I'll be, letter sending not fast enough?" Nick said, scowling.
Catherine said,"Nick, go back in, tell someone, stop Brian, anything!"
Nick narrowed his eyes and said,"It will be my pleasure!" as he ran off.
Catherine called after him, "But NO VIOLENCE!!" Nick raised his right hand in acknowledgement.
Meanwhile, Catherine pulled out a notebook and pen from her pocket and muttered, "I'll write this down,"
Wes raised his eyebrows and asked,"What about me?"
"You, go up there and stop him," she instructed pointing at their suspect.
"What? This is so unfair!" argued Wes.
"You can fight, I can't, I know morse code, you don't! GO!" she retorted.
Wes sighed and ran towards the office building's fire escape stair case, drawin out his gun on the way.
After speedily climbing three floors worth of stair cases, Wes reached the top, thoroughly exhausted. Slowly, he crept toward the haunched figure, trying to control his heavy breathing, if their suspect heard him now...
Soon, he got a good view of their suspect's back, sure enough, long black coat and black bowler hat. Wes narrowed his eyes and in a second, football tackled the guy.
Taken off guard, the suspect fell to the floor. Gun out, Wes and the masked guy struggled for a moment, yet Wes couldn't get a sound out of the guy.
As good of a fighter Wes is, the masked guy was better. Soon, he had Wes locked in an arm hold, long enough for him to pull out a short but heavy bat from his coat and slam it on Wes' head.
Wes slumped onto the ground, barely concious. The guy kicked Wes' gun away and got up and copied the rest of the blinking morse code.
Head throbbing like hell, Wes gropped around for his gun, recovering from the blow quickly, 'That's it, you are so dead...' he thought.
Meanwhile, Catherine was still copying down the code when Nick reappeared. "They won't let me in!" he said exasperately. "The officers said that he needed rest!"
Catherine frowned,"Well, you didn't exactly pat him on the head until he bled out, did you?" rather accusingly.
Nick scowled,"Will you please drop the subject?"
Catherine did not reply. Soon, the blinking stopped.
"Okay, I just need to decipher this, wonder how Wes is doing?"
As if on cue, a gun shot was heard and two shadowed figures appeared at the very edge of the rooftop, kicking, punching, ducking, the works.
"Damn..." muttered Nick.
Finally, one of the figures managed to push the other off the edge of the rooftop.
"Please don't let that be Wes, please don't let that be Wes..." whispered Catherine quietly.
Unfortunately, it was Wes. Thanbkfully, the building was only three storeys high or Wes would definately be dead. Not to mention, Wes landed right in the gigantic green garbage dump.
"Bright side? At least it was a soft landing," said Catherine.
Nick shook his head and ran towards the dump. "Wes, are you okay?" asked Nick.
There was no answer for a moment, then, "You owe me big time, mate!"
Catherine and Nick heaved a sigh of relief.
When Wes got out, smelling really bad (though Catherine and Nick dare not say so,) Nick said,"Makes no differance, he still got away,"
Catherine held up her notebook, "I've got Brian's code, we might be able to know what they are talking about..." she turned to Wes, "Oh, did the suspect say anything at all?"
"Not a squeak, but he was limping... does that help?" replied Wes.
Nick snapped his fingers,"I shot him the other night! I must have got him in the leg! But, nothing else, huh?"
Wes smirked,"What? You really think I'll let you down, huh?" while pulling out something from behind his back, a black bowler hat.
"The damn guy hardly noticed I nicked this!" he said.
Catherine grinned,"When there's a worn hat, there's hair!"
Nick continued, also grinning,"When there's hair, there's DNA."
TBC
How's that? Leave a review! It's way short I know, but I get lazy and run out of ideas. I live in Malaysia, so very hot weather right now. Gonna go sleep! lol!!