The Laundry Room
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A/N: Please Review, thank you for all the reviews, probably two more chapters to go unil it is done.
Summary: Sky and Syd have a confrontation in the laundry room.
Ch.6
Z frantically ran down the hall of the SPD Academy, she skid to a halt in front of Bridge and Sky's room and pounded on the door. The door slid open to reveal a sleep rumpled Sky.
"Z it's three in the morning," Sky paused to yawn and scrubbed a hand over his face. "Why are you here? What's wrong?"
"Syd's not back yet," Z blurted out. Sky's eyes widened and he was instantly alert. He turned back into the room and said,
"Bridge wake up, we got to go. Z, go get dressed and met me in the cargo bay by the jeep."
Sydney opened her eyes with a groan; she was laying in a pool of mud the consistency of split pea soup, her body hurt all over and her clothing was shredded, as she tried to sit up her vision swarmed before her and she fell back into blackness.
Sky drove the jeep quickly with Z and Bridge bouncing around in the back seat.
"Sky look out!" exclaimed Z as Sky swerved nearly avoiding a car coming in the opposite direction.
"Sorry. Hang on," said Sky as he cut a tight right turn and took the jeep onto a bumpy muddy dirt road.
"Where are we going?" asked Bridge in a still sleepy manner as the rain pounded the roof of the jeep.
"Syd likes to hike this trail out to the Point Cliffs when she is upset or needs to think. I can tell you this is where she will be," replied Sky as he yanked the steering wheel and the jeep swerved to the left. Sky parked the car and said,
"We're at the trail head. Let's go."
Z, Bridge, and Sky got out of the jeep and grabbed a rescue pack; armed with flashlights the followed Sky onto the boggy trail. They were two miles into the trail, Sky spotted a dark outline lying at the base of the summit.
"There!" Sky cried out; he, Z, and Bridge sprinted forward to the summit where Sydney lay unconscious in a shallow pool of mud and dirty rainwater. "Syd, Syd, speak to me." Sky felt for a pulse on Sydney's neck, Sky exhaled when he found her steady pulse. Sky looked her over for any misplaced body parts. Aside from her state of unconsciousness, shredded dress, missing left shoe and minor bumps and bruises she looked fine. Z looked up from the handheld bio-scanner that she held and said,
"Syd's fine, the scanner reads that she has a concussion and fractured left ankle."
Bridge unwrapped a rescue blanket and gave it to Sky who picked up Sydney and wrapped her in the blanket. They silently and quickly hiked back to the jeep. As they neared the jeep, Sydney stirred in Sky's arms and let out a soft groan.
"Syd, its okay you are safe," whispered Sky.
"You are here," said Sydney softly her soft baby blue eyes looked up at him and a small muddy hand snaked out of the blanket wrapped body and rested on his cheek, her eyes fluttered close and the hand fell limp and dropped down to her lap leaving a handprint on his cheek.