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Hey again! i managed to bring you all another chapter! It was a fast update because i had already written it, but i had to wait for my beta to correct it. So thank you to my beta Ember! She rocks! So enough of my talking and enjoy!
(Days after Freak Nation)
Protesters stood outside the gates of TC screaming to kill all the freaks. In headquarters Max, Alec, Mole, and Dix watched through the surveillance cameras.
"Do you think the crowd will die down sooner or later?" asked a hopeful Alec.
"No, it's likely more will come. We're just gonna have to make everyone stay away from the fences in case any of the protesters decide to take action," stated Max.
"You can't have everyone stay back. People are going to get restless and angry. I say we just clear the fence by scaring off the ordinaries," smirked Mole as he brought his rifle up.
"As long as I'm the leader here no one is 'scaring' off any ordinaries. We just need to lay low till I talk to Clemente."
"Yah, but Max what about food and supplies? If we aren't allowed out there how are we gonna get food?" asked Alec.
Max rubbed her eyes in frustration. "That's an acception. Whenever we need supplies, we can set up teams to go do some raids. As long as the teams stay off the police's radar."
"Great!" Alec rubbed his hands in anticipation. "Why don't we set up a team for tonight!"
"Alec, I don't want you fooling around out there and making unnecessary side missions," said Max as she jabbed her finger into Alec's chest.
Alec grinned. "Like I'd ever do that, Maxie."
"Promise me Alec that you won't do it."
"Alright, alright I promise." Alec raised up his hand in surrender.
"Hey, Max. Logan is on the line," said Dix pointing to the screen.
Max turned towards the screen. "Hey Logan. Whats up?"
"Hey Max. I'm just getting in touch with some people willing to do the dealings with Transgenics. I heard TC was low on things and I thought I could help out."
Alec rolled his eyes.
"That's great. At least we'll have some people on our side. Right now were running low on food, water, medical supplies, and weapons since we're getting more newcomers to TC. Do you think you have any contacts that could help us out in those areas?"
"Sure, just let me talk to them."
"Thanks Logan."
"Yah, no problem."
"I gotta blaze but I'll see you later."
Alec mouthed, "Be careful Max." Mole chuckled
"Alright. Be careful Max. Bye."
Logan disappeared off the screen.
"So does this mean no raid tonight?" asked Alec.
"Let's wait to see if Logan gets anything first." Max responded as she walked out of headquarters.
"Damn it! Mr. Big Eyes Only saves the day once again," sarcastically muttered Alec.
"A little jealous, Princess?" Mole grinned.
"Of Logan? No way, he can go do his computer for all I care."
"Come on! There has got to be someone trying to get into TC!" Trish whispered under her breath in frustration.
Just a couple days ago Trish and Biggs watched the horrors that had happened at Jam Pony. For the whole day Biggs sat with his eyes glued to the television, hoping his friends would get out safely. Sadly he had to watch his friends first attempt at escaping which turned to a brutal shoot out with Cece as a victim. Luckily, at the end Alec and Max were able to disguise themselves as the police and escape. After that Trish thought it was time to take Biggs back even if he wasn't fully healed.
Ever since the incident at Jam Pony, transgenics had to go to the sewer tunnels of TC.
Trish held herself as she tried not to inhale the odor the sewers carried from God knows where.Then she finally heard someone coming close to her. Around the corner was a tall blond haired woman.
"Hey! What are you doin' down here?" bellowed Trish. Maybe if she sounded like a sector cop she'd get some answers.
Immediately the woman blurred towards Trish to attack her.
"I'm guessing that I finally found a fellow transgenic," Trish said mentally.
Before the woman could knock Trish down, she blocked the oncoming punch.
"Who the hell are you!" bit out the woman.
Instead of getting a response the woman was pressed against the wall as the attacker pulled her coat collar down. For some odd reason she wasn't able to get out of the hold the attacker put on her. As a matter of fact the hold seemed familiar. She heard the woman behind mumble, "I thought so," before the attacker let her go.
"Don't worry. I'm a transgenic too. I'm just looking for someone heading to TC." Trish showed her barcode as a confirmation that she was telling the truth.
"Oh. Well, you didn't have to pin me against the wall," the blond woman rubbed her wrists.
"Sorry about that. I just had to check, plus you charged at me," defended Trish.
"Well you sounded like a cop wanting to kill me," the blond woman said, starting to get agitated.
Not wanting to get in an argument with someone Trish barely knew, she asked: "Are you heading to Terminal City?"
"Yes, so do you need something?"
"Would you mind bringing another transgenic along with you?" Trish hoped that the woman would accept.
"Aren't you going to TC too? You know it's a dumb move to not head towards TC."
"Geez, thanks for pointing that out. I know it's not the smartest thing to do but I can't go there quite yet. And don't ask why," sighed Trish.
"Okay fine. So who's this other person?"
"An injured guy. I would have let him go by himself but he's still healing."
"Oh."
"So are you willing to do it?" pleaded Trish.
"Sure," shrugged the blond woman.
"K, good. He's at my apartment so follow me."
The two women left the sewers, heading towards Trish's apartment.
Biggs waited for Trish to come back while he watched some old pre-pulse TV shows. Trish had told him she was going to look for someone to take him back to TC. He was excited to go back, but he also felt a tinge of disappointment.
Trish had been so kind to him. She had been by his side when he struggled with his wounds and helped him patch up. His head had healed up, and his shoulder and rib were almost fixed up too. Trish had been a great person to talk to and she was very good looking. She had black hair and brown eyes. There was never really a dull moment with her. Yet when certain subjects came up such as her past, she would become quiet. Biggs didn't question her, it wasn't his place to do that. He also didn't ask why she didn't just take him to TC herself.
Finally he heard the door open.
"I'm back!" exclaimed Trish with a smile that instantly made Biggs smile too. It was weird that her smile had always made Biggs feel better despite his wounds.
"Great, I was starting to think you were going to abandon me."
"No," she smiled. "If I was then I would have just left you at the candy store," Trish said sarcastically.
The blond girl started to laugh. Biggs then finally noticed the new guest.
"And who would that fine young lady be?" asked Biggs with a devilish grin.
"Well, she's going to be your escort. Her name is…sorry I didn't get your name?"
"Robin. And nice to meet you Biggs," Robin smiled widely.
"Same to you."
"Ok, you guys better get going. It's better if you get to TC as soon as possible." Trish interrupted.
"Hey Robin could you wait outside for a sec?" asked Biggs.
"Sure."
Robin went to wait out in the hall while Trish had a puzzled look as Biggs hobbled up to her.
"Thank you for everything. I'd probably be dead if it weren't for you."
Trish blushed and gave a small smile.
"Maybe…maybe you should come to Terminal City with us," Biggs suggested.
Quickly her smile disappeared and she gave a sigh.
"I told you I can't."
"I know, but please think about it. You've been a really great friend and I'll miss you." Trish gave a small chuckle.
"I'll think about it, but no guarantees."
Biggs smirked and carefully hugged her, trying not to hit any of his wounds. It was a nice tender hug.
Quietly Trish whispered, "I'll miss you too."
Trish pulled back a bit which confused Biggs. Then she leaned down to give him a kiss on the cheek. This time Biggs was the one blushing.
"Now go. Don't keep Robin waiting." Biggs slowly let go and walked towards the door.
Biggs stopped just as he opened the door and turned around. "Hey, you never gave me your number."
"Don't sweat it, I got yours." Biggs gave her a questioning look.
"I got it off your cell phone." Trish pointed to his coat pocket which held his phone. "I'll call you, don't worry," she reassured him.
"Thank you again. Bye," and those were the last departing words Biggs left her with as the door softly clicked shut behind him.
Trish sighed. "Here I am alone again," she thought. She walked towards the fridge and took out a tub of ice cream. Flopping on the couch, Trish ate and watched TV.
Thank you for all the reviews! But i hope to see more! Attention: i want to let everyone know that i am leavingtomorrow and i won't be back for 2 1/2 weeks. so i won't be able to update till then.
HoneyX5-452 - thanks! yup biggs is alive. I will try to give you some reviews either before I leave or when I come back!
Angel Of Darkness231 - thanks and here's a very fast update!
Eden - Awwww thanks!
lakergirl - yup! biggs is alive and I really thought he shouldn't have died in the DA. Alec needed someone from his old unit. I hope you liked this chapter!
angelofdarkness78 - thanks! Biggs and Trish together later on? well, you'll have to see! ;-)
Alana84 -well I hope this is fast enough! there isa bit more M/A action in this chapter, but the third chapter will have lots more!
calistra - thanks and I agree that biggs shouldn't have died. it was sad that he died in the first episode he appeared in. I haven't read your story, but when i get the time i will drop a review for you!