A/N: Final chapter! Thank you to all the readers for putting up with this craziness! Watch out for the next story, up and running soon!
Chapter Twenty-six
Making Bail and Going Home
CITY JAIL
"I thought we decided we weren't going to end up here again," Faythe said, glaring at Sara.
"This is becoming a tradition! God, we'll be in and out of here forever!" Sara slumped against the wall. "Maybe we shouldn't have started that fight."
"Ya think?" Legolas said sarcastically.
"Can we even afford to make our bail?" Hiei asked with a note of ironic despair.
Faythe shrugged. "How much was it?"
"It translates to fifty American dollars," Haldir replied. Everyone stared at him. "What? Did I say something?"
"How did you know that?" Jake asked incredulously.
"It's not magic. The bailiff mentioned it when we were arrested, and I listened."
"Well, then," Kurama replied in his dignified yet reserved manner, "Let's pool our resources."
They all tossed in their money. It came up to $49.95. "Oh, come on!" Sara exclaimed. "Someone has a nickel left!"
"I can write you a check for a nickel," Aragorn offered.
"I can charge it," Legolas replied.
"No," Taro said, sighing, "I think it has to be a real nickel."
"Well, that stinks," Faythe said, flopping on the bed. She stuck her hands behind the pillow and—voila! The missing nickel! "Huzzah!" she exclaimed.
Sara, who'd assumed she'd lost her mind, glared at her. "Shut up. We're moping."
"I have a nickel! I have a nickel!" she shouted, throwing it into the pot.
After hugs and cheers, they caught the attention of the jailer by their happiness. "Oh," he said, "Did you make bail?"
"YES! LET US OUT!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Well, alrighty then." He opened the door. "You're free to go."
And go they did.
WHERE THEY WENT
"Welcome…to…" Sara faltered and looked around.
"Welcome to?" Haldir asked, irritably.
"Umm…I'm not sure."
"Wait," Faythe said, "Let me get this straight. Are we lost again?"
"I know where we are!" Legolas exclaimed. The others looked at him expectantly. He took a deep breath. "We're in Ethiopia!"
"Did we agree that Legolas wasn't allowed to drive anymore?" Hiei asked, leaning on the bus as he tried to get over the nausea from driving at breakneck speed through Africa.
"Jake drove," Kurama told him. He was also leaning against the side of the bus. Actually, the only members of the group that were even remotely okay were Jake and Legolas.
"Oh, suck it up!" Jake said. "Let's go find something to do!"
WHAT THEY DID
They planned on spending the night in Ethiopia, so Aragorn went to book a hotel. Legolas went shopping and Jake went with to ensure he wouldn't make them bankrupt. And Sara was looking at plane fares, because tomorrow, they were going home.
The others; Faythe, Haldir, Hiei, Kurama, and Taro; were playing I-Spy.
"I Spy with my three eyes, " Hiei stated, "something yellow."
"Ooh, ooh!" Faythe said, jumping up and down. "Is it the bus!"
Hiei grinned sarcastically. "How'd you guess?"
"I'm special."
"Of course you are."
Aragorn came back, happy. "I got us a place!" he said excitedly. "And we can afford it, too!"
"Well, where is it?" Sara asked, looking up from the laptop.
"You'll see," Aragorn said as he climbed into the driver's seat. They took off.
"Hey! What about Legolas and Jake?" Haldir asked.
Aragorn grinned. "They're already there."
"THERE"
"The Easy Sleaze" shone in bright red letters above the hotel.
"I already like it," Sara said. Faythe nodded in agreement.
"I told you," Aragorn said. "You can trust me!"
"Unlike some people," Sara added, glaring at Jake.
"Just because my driving skills are less than adequate."
"They suck! But, that isn't what I was talking about."
"Well, then, what?"
Sara ignored him. "Where's our rooms, Aragorn?" she asked, pointedly not speaking to Jake.
"Believe it or not," Aragorn said, "It's in the sweet."
"Don't you mean the suite?" Haldir asked.
"No," Aragorn replied, "I mean the 'Sweet!'"
"SWEET!"
"Oh…my…God…"
"This place is huge!" Faythe said, sounding very excited.
It was huge. They all looked around, clearly in awe, as Aragorn smiled at them. "Welcome to the 'Sweet!'" he said. "This isn't even the best part. We have separate rooms!" He handed out key cards.
"We need to discuss tomorrow so we know what we're doing," Kurama said. "I don't want a repeat of some of our less fortunate adventures."
"Like what?" Sara asked indignantly. "Everything we do is usually planned!" She paused. "Okay, that sounded like less of a lie in my head."
"We have our tickets for he plane home tomorrow," Hiei said to Kurama. "We take off at three pm."
"So…what'll we do 'til then?" Faythe asked.
"…I don't know." Sara chuckled. "Huh."
AND SO…
That evening, they mostly sat around the "Sweet!" which always seemed to surprised them with cool stuff. Game stations, movie screens, and automatic hand dryers appeared from nowhere. That night, they packed for going home.
ON THE PLANE
"The wheels on the plane go round and round…" Faythe sang. She wasn't being purely stupid, she was trying to entertain Vinnie and Lee-lee.
"Remind me never to have children," Sara told Taro.
"Children are a blessing!" Kurama scolded.
Hiei scoffed. "In our hands? I don't think so."
"We'll be arriving in Detroit-Metro Airport in approximately ten minutes. Please do not be alarmed when the plane begins its descent," a stewardess read off a cue card. "Thank you for flying with us! Remember—on Ethiopian Airlines, you're in good wings!"
Something white smashed into the side of the plane. Sara, who was able to see who (or what) it was, groaned. "Stupid angel…"
"Please do not be alarmed by the angel stuck on our right wing," the stewardess said. "He will blow off eventually and will not be damaged."
Just then, the plane began to descend sharply. "We'll be landing…now." And the plane touched down. They were home.
After grabbing their luggage, they saw that the now badly beaten angel was coming toward them.
"Azazel?" Sara asked incredulously.
"Sara! Watch out for the-"
SHWUMP!
They walked into a dimensional rift, and were thrown into…
Middle-earth.
END!