A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this story in a while. I've been busy with
that new fic and what not. So, with that said, onto the next chapter. So .
. . enjoy.
Disclaimer: Never have. . . never will
*****
Van gently laid Fiona back onto the bed, after she had fallen asleep in his arms.
He looked down, a smile pulling at his lips as he watched Fiona sleep.
Tomorrow, after Van had finished gathering the items from the hotel, they would head off to the Wind Colony.
Van quickly walked over to the chair in the corner of the small room; making himself comfortable, he too fell into a light slumber.
*****
It was early morning when Van awoke. He looked over to where Fiona was still sleeping.
He quickly stood up, the faster he packed and got everything loaded, the quicker they could be off. He wanted to get there before dark. And going to fast in the Liger just might cause some problems for Fiona, so he would have to take it slow.
Van took one last at Fiona before making his way out into the hallway, closing the door behind him.
****
Blair looked at himself in a full length. How good it felt to be young and immortal again.
Now he could rule Zi without having to fear death. Nothing could stand in his way now!!
"I will be ruler, and no one will ever be able to stop me!!!!"
Blair gave an evil laugh, unknowing that Fiona was still alive and recovering.
*****
Van threw the remaining clothes into a bag, slinging it over his shoulder.
He quickly walked out the door, closing it on his way out. Dropping the keys off on the desk, he exited the Hotel, making his way out into the street and down to the hospital.
Van was about to enter through the hospital doors, when he bumped shoulders with someone.
He went to apologize to the person, that was until he realized who it was.
Darkness . . .
Van's eye's widened as he raced past, not giving him a second glance. There was only one reason he could have been here. . . Fiona.
He was about to race past the reception desk, when the woman who was working called out his name.
"Mr. Flyheight sir," Van had to stop, he couldn't just ignore her after all.
"Yes."
"A man came in here asking about that woman you brought in, he looked suspicious so I told him that she wasn't here, is that alright with you?"
Van felt a heavy burden rise off his shoulders; this woman was a lifesaver, really. Darkness didn't even know that Fiona was here, and he didn't know that she was alive either.
"Yes, thank you!"
"No problem," the woman replied, then returning to her work on the computer.
Van sighed, continuing down the hallway once again, at a much slower pace.
When he arrived at Fiona's room, there was a nurse outside her door.
Van felt worry, why was she here. He went closer.
"Sorry Mr. Flyheight, I cant let you in right now," the nurse woman replied as Van came close enough.
"Why not," Van asked, worry lacing his voice.
"Don't worry," she reassured. "They are just changing her bandages before you leave."
Van blushed, yah that was a good enough excuse for him. Now that he thought of it, Maria would have to help Fiona out with the bandages when they got to the wind colony. He couldn't very well do that himself, after all, that would be a bit awkward considering she was a woman, and he was not.
A knock from the other side of the room signaled that they were finished.
"You may go in now, thanks for waiting," the woman said before turning and walking down the hall.
Van opened the door to see Fiona standing in the middle of the room.
"You know Fiona, you shouldn't be standing, some of those wounds might come open," Van cautioned, walking towards her.
"I know, but my butt was getting numb from just sitting there," Fiona complained.
"Well are you all ready to go?" Van questioned, setting the bag on the floor and wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her close.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Yes, I'm ready," Fiona replied softly.
"Here," Van handed her the bag he had set on the floor just a few minutes earlier.
"My clothes!"
"I brought them so you could change and wouldn't have to wear the clothes they gave you," Van explained.
"Thank you!"
"Do you want me to get some of those nurses to help you so you don't open any of those wounds," Van offered.
"If you don't mind, I know how much you want to leave," Fiona apologized.
"Don't worry, I know you cant help it," Van gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before quickly exiting the room.
"He's so sweet!" Fiona clutched the bag to her chest.
In a matter of time, the nurse had come and gone, and the two were ready to head off.
Van sat patiently outside the hospital waiting for one of the nurses to bring Fiona out. He sighed, they could finally relax for a little while, then, when Fiona was able, go and beat the living crap out of Blair. The thought brought a smile to Van's face. That was until his concentration was broken by voice from inside the hospital . . .
"Miss Fiona, I insist you use the wheelchair!"
"For the last time NO!"
Van shook his head and laughed as Fiona came walking though the doors, a nurse quickly following. Sure, she should be in the wheelchair, but who was going to stop her if she said no, not him. It was her choice after all. Wait! Wasn't he the one who had just been telling her not to stand . . .
"I'm ready to go Van," Fiona said as she came to stand beside him.
"Mr. Flyheight! I insist you make her use the wheelchair!"
"Sorry, no can do, its up to her whether or not she uses it," said Van as he looked over at Fiona. The bandages were clearly evident with the tank top she was wearing. "Come on Fiona, I want to get to the Wind Colony before dark."
Suddenly Van lifted Fiona off her feet.
"What?! What are you . . ."
"Remember what I said about not walking too much, you don't have to use the wheelchair, but that means that I have to carry you sometimes, because I don't want you to get hurt again." Van answered before she could finish. "Thanks for all your help!"
The nurse looked shocked as she stood there, watching them climb into the cockpit of the Liger.
"They don't pay me enough for this . . ." she mumbled heading back inside.
"Oh Van, you're so sweet," Fiona said as Van placed her in her normal seat in the back of the Liger.
"Yah, I know," said Van as he quickly climbed into his seat. "ZEKE!"
The silver organoid quickly fused with the Liger as the canopy closed, and Van maneuvered his way out of town.
But unknown to them, a man, disguised in the shadow's of an alley, watched them go.
"I knew you weren't dead Zoidian girl, but don't worry, I'll make sure to finish the job this time because that idiot Blair couldn't."
*****
Man, I think that's one of my least favorite chapters I have typed. But I do believe things are going to move along at a quicker pace now that I finished that chapter. Who knows though, with me, anything can happen. Well leave me a review and tell me what you think. I hope to have the next chapter up a little after Christmas, but with the holiday season ahead, I may update sooner because of break. Well leave your thoughts!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks so much!!!!!! Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!
Happy Holiday!
Michiko
Disclaimer: Never have. . . never will
*****
Van gently laid Fiona back onto the bed, after she had fallen asleep in his arms.
He looked down, a smile pulling at his lips as he watched Fiona sleep.
Tomorrow, after Van had finished gathering the items from the hotel, they would head off to the Wind Colony.
Van quickly walked over to the chair in the corner of the small room; making himself comfortable, he too fell into a light slumber.
*****
It was early morning when Van awoke. He looked over to where Fiona was still sleeping.
He quickly stood up, the faster he packed and got everything loaded, the quicker they could be off. He wanted to get there before dark. And going to fast in the Liger just might cause some problems for Fiona, so he would have to take it slow.
Van took one last at Fiona before making his way out into the hallway, closing the door behind him.
****
Blair looked at himself in a full length. How good it felt to be young and immortal again.
Now he could rule Zi without having to fear death. Nothing could stand in his way now!!
"I will be ruler, and no one will ever be able to stop me!!!!"
Blair gave an evil laugh, unknowing that Fiona was still alive and recovering.
*****
Van threw the remaining clothes into a bag, slinging it over his shoulder.
He quickly walked out the door, closing it on his way out. Dropping the keys off on the desk, he exited the Hotel, making his way out into the street and down to the hospital.
Van was about to enter through the hospital doors, when he bumped shoulders with someone.
He went to apologize to the person, that was until he realized who it was.
Darkness . . .
Van's eye's widened as he raced past, not giving him a second glance. There was only one reason he could have been here. . . Fiona.
He was about to race past the reception desk, when the woman who was working called out his name.
"Mr. Flyheight sir," Van had to stop, he couldn't just ignore her after all.
"Yes."
"A man came in here asking about that woman you brought in, he looked suspicious so I told him that she wasn't here, is that alright with you?"
Van felt a heavy burden rise off his shoulders; this woman was a lifesaver, really. Darkness didn't even know that Fiona was here, and he didn't know that she was alive either.
"Yes, thank you!"
"No problem," the woman replied, then returning to her work on the computer.
Van sighed, continuing down the hallway once again, at a much slower pace.
When he arrived at Fiona's room, there was a nurse outside her door.
Van felt worry, why was she here. He went closer.
"Sorry Mr. Flyheight, I cant let you in right now," the nurse woman replied as Van came close enough.
"Why not," Van asked, worry lacing his voice.
"Don't worry," she reassured. "They are just changing her bandages before you leave."
Van blushed, yah that was a good enough excuse for him. Now that he thought of it, Maria would have to help Fiona out with the bandages when they got to the wind colony. He couldn't very well do that himself, after all, that would be a bit awkward considering she was a woman, and he was not.
A knock from the other side of the room signaled that they were finished.
"You may go in now, thanks for waiting," the woman said before turning and walking down the hall.
Van opened the door to see Fiona standing in the middle of the room.
"You know Fiona, you shouldn't be standing, some of those wounds might come open," Van cautioned, walking towards her.
"I know, but my butt was getting numb from just sitting there," Fiona complained.
"Well are you all ready to go?" Van questioned, setting the bag on the floor and wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her close.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Yes, I'm ready," Fiona replied softly.
"Here," Van handed her the bag he had set on the floor just a few minutes earlier.
"My clothes!"
"I brought them so you could change and wouldn't have to wear the clothes they gave you," Van explained.
"Thank you!"
"Do you want me to get some of those nurses to help you so you don't open any of those wounds," Van offered.
"If you don't mind, I know how much you want to leave," Fiona apologized.
"Don't worry, I know you cant help it," Van gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before quickly exiting the room.
"He's so sweet!" Fiona clutched the bag to her chest.
In a matter of time, the nurse had come and gone, and the two were ready to head off.
Van sat patiently outside the hospital waiting for one of the nurses to bring Fiona out. He sighed, they could finally relax for a little while, then, when Fiona was able, go and beat the living crap out of Blair. The thought brought a smile to Van's face. That was until his concentration was broken by voice from inside the hospital . . .
"Miss Fiona, I insist you use the wheelchair!"
"For the last time NO!"
Van shook his head and laughed as Fiona came walking though the doors, a nurse quickly following. Sure, she should be in the wheelchair, but who was going to stop her if she said no, not him. It was her choice after all. Wait! Wasn't he the one who had just been telling her not to stand . . .
"I'm ready to go Van," Fiona said as she came to stand beside him.
"Mr. Flyheight! I insist you make her use the wheelchair!"
"Sorry, no can do, its up to her whether or not she uses it," said Van as he looked over at Fiona. The bandages were clearly evident with the tank top she was wearing. "Come on Fiona, I want to get to the Wind Colony before dark."
Suddenly Van lifted Fiona off her feet.
"What?! What are you . . ."
"Remember what I said about not walking too much, you don't have to use the wheelchair, but that means that I have to carry you sometimes, because I don't want you to get hurt again." Van answered before she could finish. "Thanks for all your help!"
The nurse looked shocked as she stood there, watching them climb into the cockpit of the Liger.
"They don't pay me enough for this . . ." she mumbled heading back inside.
"Oh Van, you're so sweet," Fiona said as Van placed her in her normal seat in the back of the Liger.
"Yah, I know," said Van as he quickly climbed into his seat. "ZEKE!"
The silver organoid quickly fused with the Liger as the canopy closed, and Van maneuvered his way out of town.
But unknown to them, a man, disguised in the shadow's of an alley, watched them go.
"I knew you weren't dead Zoidian girl, but don't worry, I'll make sure to finish the job this time because that idiot Blair couldn't."
*****
Man, I think that's one of my least favorite chapters I have typed. But I do believe things are going to move along at a quicker pace now that I finished that chapter. Who knows though, with me, anything can happen. Well leave me a review and tell me what you think. I hope to have the next chapter up a little after Christmas, but with the holiday season ahead, I may update sooner because of break. Well leave your thoughts!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks so much!!!!!! Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!
Happy Holiday!
Michiko