A/N: I can't live without putting even a lil' bit of silliness in. If the people who are ACTUALLY reading this story confused or whatever...ask me or somethin' or...stuff will just be explained later in the story.

Chapter 23: Unfriendly gesture

King dropped the phone after his tenth attempt to phoneAbbyand continued driving around town, looking around for any signs of...the love of his life, the sweet little girl and that girlfriend of his pain in the ass best friend who is now dead.

He drove around the corner, tires squealed and the car screeched to a stop.

King shouldered the door open in such haste that he almost fell down, he rushed over to her side, holding her in his hands. He held her hand, tracing the lines in it. He looked at her face and brushed off the hair on her face. He started to shake her…

He glanced over at the bullet wound on her stomach. He shook her again. "Abby. No, Abby. You can't do this to me…"

"Abby!"

"Abby!"

Abigail sat upright, gasping for breaths. "Bastard!"
She wheezed in pain, holding her stomach.
She was in unfamiliar room but it felt as if lying down on her own, small bed back when she was a kid.

The room was pleasant with rosy pink walls, a small couch, a small television right across the bed and a shelf full of stuffed animals and books, which were, advanced.

Abby knew she shouldn't be but she was, in fact, comfortable. There was no signs of any danger. None at all…

"That's because there isn't…"

Abby turned to the doorway. The light from outside was soon blocked by the round, aproned figure of a woman carrying a bowl of soup. She stopped dead when she noticed that Abby had been staring at her.

"Oh, hello, dear. How's the stomach?" The woman made no eye contact as she padded across the room, pulling the curtains open with one hand. "Not too painful I hope."

Abby looked down at herself and checked for any wounds on her stomach but there was none. Perplexed, she looked up at the woman.

She turned to Abby, smiling, "My, my…look how pale you are, dear." Ruby patted her hand in a comforting way. "You look like you've seen a ghost..."
There was a rosy glow to her cheeks that had never been there before.

"Ruby?" Abby croaked.

"Well, is it all right?" Ruby declared, and she prodded her in the stomach, making her squirm.
"Yes, I'm fine…thank you." Abby said softly. Something was wrong…she looked like Ruby but she didn't act like her. She was different. She was more…sane.

Ruby sighed. "All right, let's try his then…" she held up a finger as if to say 'wait' and then she did an extremely odd thing…she belched. Abby grinned as Ruby laughed, taking a bow. She was damn proud of it.
"Sorry about that, dear." Ruby smiled. She sat on the edge of the bed as Abby ate. For exactly two minutes, they had talked about what had happened. Ruby said that seeing her son's grave in the graveyard the other night put some sense back to her and then, she explained how she had put a tracking device on their car before they had left her at the hospital.

But what she didn't explain was how she managed to save a woman who has been shot at the stomach.

Abby munched on her toast. "So. What is this place?"
Ruby offered her a mug of coffee, "This is a friend of mine's place. Don't worry, dear. We can trust her…she doesn't know what I do. I asked her for a place and she gave me this old house where she and her daughter goes for vacation."

"How convenient." Abby muttered, looking around the pink room.
There was a knock on the door and King strolled in with a tray of food. "Hey. I got some food, thought yo might be hungry, pizza's still--"
Abby screamed at him and tossed the mug at King, he ducked and the mug hit the wall, it shattered, hot coffee spilling on the carpet.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa…"

Abby snatched the bowl of soup from Ruby and flung it at King. It hit him in the head, he dropped the tray and it fell with a clatter. He rubbed his head, groaning.
"Abigail." Ruby said, sighing, tired of this nonsense.
Abby looked around and grabbed the knife from the bedside table. King looked terrified and shocked. "If this is about the time when I put urine samples in your juice…I'm really sorry."

"Asshole!" Abby tossed the knife at King.

"Oh shit!"

"ENOUGH!"
The knife froze in the air right before it hit King who was now pinned to the wall, unable to move without stabbing himself with the tip of the knife. Both, puzzled and surprised, Abby and King turned to her.

She also didn't explain why she was able to do something like that…

"I've had enough about this bullshit." Ruby yelled. "It's like I'm talking to a couple of eight-year-olds!"
King looked at her with a 'what?' expression.

Ruby sighed and nodded, "OK, A couple of trained eight-year-olds who can fling knifes at each other and kill each other with their bare hands but the point is..."
"Excuse me--" King groaned.
Ruby closed her eyes and continued on, annoyed by getting interrupted, "The point is…Do not fuck around with me."

"I thought there was supposed to be a much more informational moral in this." King said sarcastically.

Ruby pointed a finger at him as a final warning, "Shut up King or I'll castrate you."
He mock-saluted her but there was nothing he could do to hide that horrified expression on his face.

"But he helped them!" Abby argued.

Ruby muttered to herself, "Why do I even bother…Look, sweetheart. Do us all a favor and stop drinking those shit he gives you." Ruby gestured to King. "I think it's getting into your head."

"What?" Abby demanded.

"What the hell will he do that for?" Ruby asked. "He'd be a fool to come back if he did. Plus, this fucking man loves you. Don't you, King?"

Abby turned to King.

"Well, I was gonna wait to tell you at the congratulations party after you stab me to death but, uh…" King said sarcastically. The knife dug through his shirt and into his skin, making him unable to breathe.

"Ow. Ow! Screw you!"

Ruby looked to Abby, "So? Will you stop killing him now? It's about time I check on Kasumi anyways!"

"I didn't mean it! I just thought he was one of them!" Abby retorted, "How would I know!"

"You would know if you have listened to me instead of making yourself busy by looking for a knife!"

"Guys--" King said.

"What!" Abby and Ruby screamed.

"I can't breathe."