Summary: Zack phones Jondy to get her to come and help rescue Max at the beginning of 'And Jesus Brought a Casserole'. Jondy turns up with three friends to help take down the DNA lab, but their past catches up with them at a very bad time.
I own nothing of Dark Angel but the characters Fay, Sam and Radar are mine.
Family and Friends
Chapter 1 – Second Family
The bar was quiet that night. There were two older guys sitting in a booth, quietly drowning their sorrows, and a young couple who could barely keep their hands of each other. This suited Jondy fine because her three best friends, her second family, were lounging on the bar stools opposite her, laughing and joking. Then the phone rang and Jondy's life was turned upside down.
Jondy knew what she had to do, just as her friends knew that they had to go with her to help her as she had helped them. They arranged to meet her outside the bar in half an hour which would give them all time to go back to their apartment to pack. Jondy stayed at the bar to finish her shift and hand her notice in. When it was time to meet them Jondy left the bar and saw her friends waiting across the street and went and joined them.
She was best friends with Fay who'd had a really tough childhood. Fay never knew her father and when he left her mother had turned to alcohol to numb the pain. Fay was neglected and the confused and unloved ten-year old ran away from home to take her chances on the street. Even Jondy was impressed with the fighting skills that Fay had picked up and her skill with knives, that was just scary!
Jondy had fallen for Radar the day they met, even though at that time they were complete opposites. He was gentle and shy and lacked the confidence to survive in the underworld of post-pulse America. One thing he didn't lack was intellect and he had more skill with computers then anyone Jondy had ever met. As Jondy had gradually brought him out of his shell, his confidence grew and his innocent charm proved useful in his new, part-time career as a con-artist.
Sam was smart, tough and nobody's fool – not only that, he was well connected. One phone call and Sam could find out about the latest players in town. His father had been a player and Sam had accepted that he wasn't always on the right side of the law. He had been a go-between for the gangs which controlled the underworld, but Sam knew his motives were good. He had only ever wanted to help protect innocent people who may have otherwise died in the cross-fire when misunderstandings arose between rival gangs. On Sam's fifteenth birthday he had come home from a celebration with a few close friends to find his father's bullet-ridden body left on the doorstep. Sam had made a vow that day that he would not rest until his father's death had been avenged. Sam was talking on the phone, well yelling.
"Look you pencil pushing, no-good son-of-a-bitch, put Mr Sanchaz on the God damn phone this second or I swear I'll squeeze every breath out of your pathetic excuse for a human body."
The raw anger in Sam's voice was in complete contrast to the casual smile and wink he threw in Jondy's direction as she approached him with eyebrows raised.
"That's my boy," laughed Fay, but her wide smile faded as she saw Jondy's downcast expression.
"Hey girl, you ready for this bitch?" she asked looking worriedly at her best friend.
"Ready as I'll ever be. Who's Sam yelling at?" Jondy asked.
"Some source he's trying to use to get us through the city check- points, I think. Or it could be the guy he was investigating that murder for. Not sure," she replied fiddling at the back of her motorcycle.
"It's the check-point guy. He's already yelled at the other guy's secretary," Radar informed them.
"Thank you," Sam said sarcastically.
"You do know that if we want to reach Seattle by morning we have to go now don't you?" asked Fay reaching for her helmet.
"Three minutes ok," Sam begged pointing at his phone.
"So what's your brother like then Jond?" asked Radar, putting his arm around her.
"Well, he hates anyone doing anything to one of his sisters, even if it is innocent," Jondy began, turning around to look into her lover's eyes," and he especially hates things that aren't innocent." Jondy finished her sentence by giving Radar a quick kiss on the lips.
"I've risked my life conning thousands of pounds out of people, risking my life for a kiss from my girlfriend is nothing," he replied pulling her gently towards him.
Sam finally hung up and turned to face his friends.
"Ok guys, we're in business. Cover story, we are going to pick up an organ from Harbor Lights Hospital," Sam smiled then walked over to Fay and planted a kiss on her nose.
"Proud of me?" he asked.
"Always," she replied looking deep into his eyes.
"Everyone ready to go?" asked Radar, knowing that if Fay and Sam got into it there would be no stopping them.
"Let's do this thing," cried Fay breaking away from Sam and hopping on her bike.
"To Seattle and hopefully back," shouted Jondy as they all settled themselves on their bikes. Then, as one, they all hit the top of their helmets sending their visors crashing down. The helmets were mostly for show, but they also helped to keep their faces hidden when they raced at speeds far beyond the legal limit. With a last look at the city they were leaving, they rode off into the night.
They travelled fast, not stopping for anything. It was when they reached Seattle that Jondy began to get anxious. Zack was going to freak, big time, when she turned up with her friends. But she didn't care; they had stuck by each other through good times and bad for years. They were family.
I own nothing of Dark Angel but the characters Fay, Sam and Radar are mine.
Family and Friends
Chapter 1 – Second Family
The bar was quiet that night. There were two older guys sitting in a booth, quietly drowning their sorrows, and a young couple who could barely keep their hands of each other. This suited Jondy fine because her three best friends, her second family, were lounging on the bar stools opposite her, laughing and joking. Then the phone rang and Jondy's life was turned upside down.
Jondy knew what she had to do, just as her friends knew that they had to go with her to help her as she had helped them. They arranged to meet her outside the bar in half an hour which would give them all time to go back to their apartment to pack. Jondy stayed at the bar to finish her shift and hand her notice in. When it was time to meet them Jondy left the bar and saw her friends waiting across the street and went and joined them.
She was best friends with Fay who'd had a really tough childhood. Fay never knew her father and when he left her mother had turned to alcohol to numb the pain. Fay was neglected and the confused and unloved ten-year old ran away from home to take her chances on the street. Even Jondy was impressed with the fighting skills that Fay had picked up and her skill with knives, that was just scary!
Jondy had fallen for Radar the day they met, even though at that time they were complete opposites. He was gentle and shy and lacked the confidence to survive in the underworld of post-pulse America. One thing he didn't lack was intellect and he had more skill with computers then anyone Jondy had ever met. As Jondy had gradually brought him out of his shell, his confidence grew and his innocent charm proved useful in his new, part-time career as a con-artist.
Sam was smart, tough and nobody's fool – not only that, he was well connected. One phone call and Sam could find out about the latest players in town. His father had been a player and Sam had accepted that he wasn't always on the right side of the law. He had been a go-between for the gangs which controlled the underworld, but Sam knew his motives were good. He had only ever wanted to help protect innocent people who may have otherwise died in the cross-fire when misunderstandings arose between rival gangs. On Sam's fifteenth birthday he had come home from a celebration with a few close friends to find his father's bullet-ridden body left on the doorstep. Sam had made a vow that day that he would not rest until his father's death had been avenged. Sam was talking on the phone, well yelling.
"Look you pencil pushing, no-good son-of-a-bitch, put Mr Sanchaz on the God damn phone this second or I swear I'll squeeze every breath out of your pathetic excuse for a human body."
The raw anger in Sam's voice was in complete contrast to the casual smile and wink he threw in Jondy's direction as she approached him with eyebrows raised.
"That's my boy," laughed Fay, but her wide smile faded as she saw Jondy's downcast expression.
"Hey girl, you ready for this bitch?" she asked looking worriedly at her best friend.
"Ready as I'll ever be. Who's Sam yelling at?" Jondy asked.
"Some source he's trying to use to get us through the city check- points, I think. Or it could be the guy he was investigating that murder for. Not sure," she replied fiddling at the back of her motorcycle.
"It's the check-point guy. He's already yelled at the other guy's secretary," Radar informed them.
"Thank you," Sam said sarcastically.
"You do know that if we want to reach Seattle by morning we have to go now don't you?" asked Fay reaching for her helmet.
"Three minutes ok," Sam begged pointing at his phone.
"So what's your brother like then Jond?" asked Radar, putting his arm around her.
"Well, he hates anyone doing anything to one of his sisters, even if it is innocent," Jondy began, turning around to look into her lover's eyes," and he especially hates things that aren't innocent." Jondy finished her sentence by giving Radar a quick kiss on the lips.
"I've risked my life conning thousands of pounds out of people, risking my life for a kiss from my girlfriend is nothing," he replied pulling her gently towards him.
Sam finally hung up and turned to face his friends.
"Ok guys, we're in business. Cover story, we are going to pick up an organ from Harbor Lights Hospital," Sam smiled then walked over to Fay and planted a kiss on her nose.
"Proud of me?" he asked.
"Always," she replied looking deep into his eyes.
"Everyone ready to go?" asked Radar, knowing that if Fay and Sam got into it there would be no stopping them.
"Let's do this thing," cried Fay breaking away from Sam and hopping on her bike.
"To Seattle and hopefully back," shouted Jondy as they all settled themselves on their bikes. Then, as one, they all hit the top of their helmets sending their visors crashing down. The helmets were mostly for show, but they also helped to keep their faces hidden when they raced at speeds far beyond the legal limit. With a last look at the city they were leaving, they rode off into the night.
They travelled fast, not stopping for anything. It was when they reached Seattle that Jondy began to get anxious. Zack was going to freak, big time, when she turned up with her friends. But she didn't care; they had stuck by each other through good times and bad for years. They were family.
