Author's Note: This was done by Amanda and myself ... I hope you like it
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Chapter 27: To The Rescue
After yelling at that cock sucker, Amanda stormed off to her and Randy's room. She had never felt so helpless in her life, as she did right then. "Damn it Randy. We need to get to South Dakota, and we need to get there now," Amanda said, as she slammed the door shut. "I swear to God, Brock better pray to whatever God he believes in, cause after Rae and I get through with him, he's going to need him," Amanda yelled, throwing the TV remote across the room. Randy didn't know what to think of Amanda's outburst. She was starting to pull a Rae, and it was getting scary. "Baby, please calm down. I know you're upset, and so am I. You won't do Heather any good being sick," Randy said, trying to calm Amanda down.
John looked at Rae, oddly as she stared at the phone, "Babe, whatcha doin?" Rae smiled and dialed her family's number. She waited, impatiently pacing the kitchen floor, for someone to answer. The answering machine picked up and Rae rolled her eyes. As she heard the beep, she grinned, "Dad! Wake the fuck up!" John chuckled softly and shook his head. Raechel smiled when she heard the tired voice of her father answer the phone, "What the fuck Raechel?!" Rae smiled and shrugged, "Sorry Dad, but I need you to check your computer, now! We have to fuckin find them!" Jim groaned, "Alright, lemme get downstairs." Rae nodded and paced, waiting. Her Dad cleared his throat, rather loudly in her ear, and sighed heavily, "Alright, this is what I've got." Rae tensed as her Dad began reading an address to her. Rae looked at John, "Get me a piece of fuckin paper and somethin to write with." John nodded and quickly found what was asked of him. Rae nodded and started scribbling the info down. She smiled, "Thanks Dad. Night." She held up the paper and smiled at John, "Got it!" She then ran upstairs to find Amanda.
Rae banged on Amanda's door, "Amanda," her voice revealed the excitement she now felt. "Yeah," Amanda said, clearly emotionally drained. Rae burst through the door, "Get your ass together!" "What the hell is going on," Amanda asked, looking at Rae like she's insane. Raechel held up the piece of paper, "Got 'em! Now get your ass up and movin!" "Where the fuck are they," Amanda asked, running around the room, packing a bag. Rae leaned against the doorframe, "Hidin out in some little house outside of Webster." "Apparantly, some family property or some such shit like that," she said casually lighting a cigarette. Amanda looked over at Rae, as she was talking with Randy and John. "So we're going to get our chica home," Amanda said, smiling for the first time, in a long time. Rae nodded and walked over to hug Amanda, "Yeah, we're gonna get our chica home." "What the hell are we waiting for," Amanda asked, as the 4 made their way downstairs. Rae smirked and looked at John, "Robin, to the Bat Mobile!" John looked at Raechel as if she were insane as she jumped, like a superhero, though the door. "Okay, Rae. You really need to leave the superhero gimmick to the Hurricane," Randy said, laughing following the others out the door. Rae glared at Randy over her shoulder, "Man, you're lucky I'm happy, or I'd kick your ass right now." "Yeah, uh Rae. It was just a little joke. No need to get all hostile, we need to rememeber to be happy about everything now. Save the aggression for Brock," Randy said, trying to walk away from Rae. Rae nodded as she started toward the garage, "I've got more than enough for that fuck," she growled.
"How long do you think it will take us to get there," Amanda asked, hopping into the truck. Rae smiled as she climbed into the driver's seat, "Not long." "Good," Amanda said, laying her head on Randy's shoulder. "Rae, don't get us killed to get there," John said, causing Randy to chuckle from the back. "Yeah, I still have bruises from the first night you all took off with me in the back of the truck," Randy said, as Amanda shot off Randy's trademark smirk. Rae looked back at Randy, "Look, I'm not gonna drive like some old fuckin lady when one of my girls is in trouble, so I suggest you fuckin buckle your fuckin seatbelt," she said as she turned around and started the truck. "Yes ma'am," Randy said, with a mock salute. Raechel shook her head, "Fuckin smart ass." She put the truck into gear and hit the gas, peeling out of the garage. "I know. The trip wouldn't be right without me being one," Randy said, as he buckled up for his life. Rae shook her head as she looked back at Randy in the rearview mirror, "Yeah, good thing you buckled that seatbelt, boy..." John started laughing, "Damn, you sound like Undertaker." Rae smiled at him, "This is bad?" "Yeah, I've wondered sometimes if she's actually related to him. She acts so much like him," Amanda joked, as Randy and John both laughed. Rae smirked and shook her head, "Yeah fuckin right, wouldn't that be some shit?" "You think we could get him to help us? The more the merrier," Amanda said, as they started on the highway. Rae laughed, "Texas is a little out of the way from South Dakota my dear." "Call him, and have him meet us there. They do have an airport right? It's not just some little hole in the middle of the country is it," Amanda shot back, laughing at the look Randy, John, and Rae all sent her. Raechel looked over at John, "Yeah, babe, call up Mark and see if he'll join us on our murder trip, would you?" "Okay, it's a stupid idea," Amanda said, giving up. Rae smirked, "It's not a STUPID idea, just very, uh ... " She looked at John, "Help me out." John smirked, "Unrealisitc." Rae nodded, "Thanks babe." "Yeah, well you guys are just jealous you didn't think of it," Amanda said, laughing as Randy started looking through the CD's. John scoffed, "Yeah, makes me feel like a real idiot." Rae gently backhanded his chest, "Be nice." "Hey Rae, can we get some tunes going," Randy asked, leaning over the front seat. "We need to get Amanda off the topic of getting Taker," He added, getting a laugh from Rae and John, and a slap on the back of the head from Amanda. "Just for that, you won't get any for a week," Amanda said, sitting back in the seat.
Author's Note: Well, we're on our way to save chica ... shouldn't be too long now ... *evil grin* ... review
Chapter 27: To The Rescue
After yelling at that cock sucker, Amanda stormed off to her and Randy's room. She had never felt so helpless in her life, as she did right then. "Damn it Randy. We need to get to South Dakota, and we need to get there now," Amanda said, as she slammed the door shut. "I swear to God, Brock better pray to whatever God he believes in, cause after Rae and I get through with him, he's going to need him," Amanda yelled, throwing the TV remote across the room. Randy didn't know what to think of Amanda's outburst. She was starting to pull a Rae, and it was getting scary. "Baby, please calm down. I know you're upset, and so am I. You won't do Heather any good being sick," Randy said, trying to calm Amanda down.
John looked at Rae, oddly as she stared at the phone, "Babe, whatcha doin?" Rae smiled and dialed her family's number. She waited, impatiently pacing the kitchen floor, for someone to answer. The answering machine picked up and Rae rolled her eyes. As she heard the beep, she grinned, "Dad! Wake the fuck up!" John chuckled softly and shook his head. Raechel smiled when she heard the tired voice of her father answer the phone, "What the fuck Raechel?!" Rae smiled and shrugged, "Sorry Dad, but I need you to check your computer, now! We have to fuckin find them!" Jim groaned, "Alright, lemme get downstairs." Rae nodded and paced, waiting. Her Dad cleared his throat, rather loudly in her ear, and sighed heavily, "Alright, this is what I've got." Rae tensed as her Dad began reading an address to her. Rae looked at John, "Get me a piece of fuckin paper and somethin to write with." John nodded and quickly found what was asked of him. Rae nodded and started scribbling the info down. She smiled, "Thanks Dad. Night." She held up the paper and smiled at John, "Got it!" She then ran upstairs to find Amanda.
Rae banged on Amanda's door, "Amanda," her voice revealed the excitement she now felt. "Yeah," Amanda said, clearly emotionally drained. Rae burst through the door, "Get your ass together!" "What the hell is going on," Amanda asked, looking at Rae like she's insane. Raechel held up the piece of paper, "Got 'em! Now get your ass up and movin!" "Where the fuck are they," Amanda asked, running around the room, packing a bag. Rae leaned against the doorframe, "Hidin out in some little house outside of Webster." "Apparantly, some family property or some such shit like that," she said casually lighting a cigarette. Amanda looked over at Rae, as she was talking with Randy and John. "So we're going to get our chica home," Amanda said, smiling for the first time, in a long time. Rae nodded and walked over to hug Amanda, "Yeah, we're gonna get our chica home." "What the hell are we waiting for," Amanda asked, as the 4 made their way downstairs. Rae smirked and looked at John, "Robin, to the Bat Mobile!" John looked at Raechel as if she were insane as she jumped, like a superhero, though the door. "Okay, Rae. You really need to leave the superhero gimmick to the Hurricane," Randy said, laughing following the others out the door. Rae glared at Randy over her shoulder, "Man, you're lucky I'm happy, or I'd kick your ass right now." "Yeah, uh Rae. It was just a little joke. No need to get all hostile, we need to rememeber to be happy about everything now. Save the aggression for Brock," Randy said, trying to walk away from Rae. Rae nodded as she started toward the garage, "I've got more than enough for that fuck," she growled.
"How long do you think it will take us to get there," Amanda asked, hopping into the truck. Rae smiled as she climbed into the driver's seat, "Not long." "Good," Amanda said, laying her head on Randy's shoulder. "Rae, don't get us killed to get there," John said, causing Randy to chuckle from the back. "Yeah, I still have bruises from the first night you all took off with me in the back of the truck," Randy said, as Amanda shot off Randy's trademark smirk. Rae looked back at Randy, "Look, I'm not gonna drive like some old fuckin lady when one of my girls is in trouble, so I suggest you fuckin buckle your fuckin seatbelt," she said as she turned around and started the truck. "Yes ma'am," Randy said, with a mock salute. Raechel shook her head, "Fuckin smart ass." She put the truck into gear and hit the gas, peeling out of the garage. "I know. The trip wouldn't be right without me being one," Randy said, as he buckled up for his life. Rae shook her head as she looked back at Randy in the rearview mirror, "Yeah, good thing you buckled that seatbelt, boy..." John started laughing, "Damn, you sound like Undertaker." Rae smiled at him, "This is bad?" "Yeah, I've wondered sometimes if she's actually related to him. She acts so much like him," Amanda joked, as Randy and John both laughed. Rae smirked and shook her head, "Yeah fuckin right, wouldn't that be some shit?" "You think we could get him to help us? The more the merrier," Amanda said, as they started on the highway. Rae laughed, "Texas is a little out of the way from South Dakota my dear." "Call him, and have him meet us there. They do have an airport right? It's not just some little hole in the middle of the country is it," Amanda shot back, laughing at the look Randy, John, and Rae all sent her. Raechel looked over at John, "Yeah, babe, call up Mark and see if he'll join us on our murder trip, would you?" "Okay, it's a stupid idea," Amanda said, giving up. Rae smirked, "It's not a STUPID idea, just very, uh ... " She looked at John, "Help me out." John smirked, "Unrealisitc." Rae nodded, "Thanks babe." "Yeah, well you guys are just jealous you didn't think of it," Amanda said, laughing as Randy started looking through the CD's. John scoffed, "Yeah, makes me feel like a real idiot." Rae gently backhanded his chest, "Be nice." "Hey Rae, can we get some tunes going," Randy asked, leaning over the front seat. "We need to get Amanda off the topic of getting Taker," He added, getting a laugh from Rae and John, and a slap on the back of the head from Amanda. "Just for that, you won't get any for a week," Amanda said, sitting back in the seat.
Author's Note: Well, we're on our way to save chica ... shouldn't be too long now ... *evil grin* ... review