Mako's Message: So, the bonus chapter has been sent out. If you didn't get it, resend me your e-mail address (or send it in the first place since I didn't get it at all from some of you)
Anyway, I hope I brought something new to the table with this chapter. And I'm sure all the people who wanted more DavexMindy moments will find something to squee over if they want to find it.
Okay, so I've been... well, half asleep the last few days, so forgive me being a little late on this, but...
They killed Osama bin Laden? Really? Took them long enough. I mean, I 've been planning on going over there when I finished High School to spend the summer hunting him down myself so that idea is shot but still, about fucking time people.
Anyway, I've never felt ashamed of myself before. But last night... I just feel like I let Dave down, and I know I let myself down. My Daddy raised me to be stronger than that. See, we had a tip that this bar was going to get robbed. It was "All-You-Can-Eat Bacon Night" and apparently that brings in a lot of cash. So we were staked out on a rooftop across the street, keeping an eye on the place and alleys around it, since muggings aren't uncommon around there. So, there I am, sitting on the roof, Dave just came back from a store with gatorade and power bars, and I'm tired of standing, so I sit down as I unwrap my bar, and then... I'm waking up in Dave's arms as he carries me down the fire escape.
It was the kind that has those steps that are on a weighted pulley system, so when you put your weight on them they lower themselves gently to the ground. Well, with both our weight I guess it didn't lower all that gently and that's what woke me up.
I was so pissed off. Dave thought I was mad at him for carrying me instead of just waking me up, or for giving up on the stakeout, but I was pissed off at myself for falling asleep like that in the first place. I let Dave down. He abandoned the stakeout because of me. I don't even want to think about how I'll feel if the place did end up getting robbed last night.
And to top it all off, when I told him to just march back up to the rooftop because we were going to finish our stakeout he said, "No Mindy, we're not. You're so tired you haven't even tried to get down yet." And as I realized that Dave was STILL holding me I just about died from shame.
I pushed myself out out of his arms and started to walk back up but he grabbed my hand and said, "No, Mindy. You're too tired. We're packing it in for the night." I argued with him about it, but he didn't even try to argue back. He just kept saying it wasn't safe for me to be out as worn out as I was. He'd seen me falling asleep at school and had hoped that over the weekend I'd recovered some, but apparently I hadn't so we were calling it a night.
I said, "Make me," and ya know what the fucker did? He picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and walked off with me. I started to fight with him while he carried me back to the car, but it didn't take me long to realize that if I couldn't stop Dave from picking me up and carrying me off that he was right. If anything happened, I'd just be a liability.
I went limp in defeat and told him he won, and asked if he'd at least let me walk back to the car on my own.
I was too ashamed to say anything else for the rest of the night.
I wanted to try and apologize to him for last night today, but I didn't get a chance to talk to him. Katie has been keeping him all to herself lately. And that's another thing that pisses me off about last night. Katie's been really clingy and shit lately so when we go out on patrol is the only time I've been able to see him.
I guess I'll try calling him again. I need to make sure he's not mad at me for failing the mission.
