Rick threw open his portal and transcended to his garage. He quickly set his portal to the side and made a quick mental note to charge it as quickly as he could. Meanwhile, he rushed from one side of the garage to another, gathering equipment that will help in the rescue of his grandson.
How could I have been so stupid? He asked himself. Over and over, he cursed himself for not keeping his guard up and finding Sol suspicious of such a short time limit.
It must have been a trick, he worked out as he continued scrambling through the house for items. Sol wanted something...but what?
What did he want?
What?
Once he had packed up enough materials, he poked around his portal gun in attempt to charge it quickly. The mediocre job would be risky, but right now, what Rick needed most was the save Morty.
He set the coordinates to his ship. Wherever he needed to go, he'd get there by ship.
Screw Sol, he continued cursing. Whatever he wanted, he's not getting it.
He jumped through the portal, hoping to everything that he'd come out in one piece. Warm air hit him, but as he stepped out, every limb seemed intact. None of his organs moved, and all his bones were in place. Success.
He climbed onto his ship and set out in search of Sol.
A/N: To anyone who is still waiting for this story, I am working on it. Recent life events have kept me from doing anything that I've been meaning to do so a deep apology to anyone who is still waiting for the conclusion. It's coming!
I will delete this chapter when the chapter is completed, but I do not know how long it will take, so I decided to drop a little preview. Just for the wait, I'll try to make it as epic as I can!
Thank you for your patience. Have a great one.