Disclaimer: I own no one! I wish I owned Rick though.
"Leave, now!" I yelled as I stood in front of Evelyn to protect her.
"You are in no position to give orders! Now, hand her over!"
"I don't think so," I yelled as I pulled out two revolvers.
"Wrong answer."
I don't know what happened. One minute, I was shooting JT and the next thing I knew, I as in a hospital.
"What happened," I rasped as I woke up. I was lying on a stretcher in a big white room with Jonathon beside my bed. "You know, if you stare at me hard enough, you can burn a whole through my head."
"Sorry, chap. I just wasn't sure if you were really okay."
"I'm fine. Where's Evelyn?!"
"They got her."
"You let them get away?!"
"Jeez, they were five times the size of me! What was I supposed to do?!"
"Stupid, come on."
We left the hospital in a rush. When we arrived at the Kasbah, all we found was blood. It was later, though that I found out it was mine. I had been shot in the shoulder, and I passed out from blood loss.
"They left this." Jon handed me a pendant with a symbol in the middle of it.
"What do you think it means?"
"They've gone to Cairo."
okay so I know the chapters are short but I wrote this in the eight grade and I didn't use chapters then. Also, this chapter was really choppy and I apologize for that.