Saving Private Jeanette - Chapter Nine - "Reaching a Climax"

Oh God, this is it, is what Jeanette thought as her kidnapper, Craig, unzipped his pants with the only hand that was still useable, and made his way over to Jeanette's bedside. She knew Miss Miller's biggest fear was learning that one of her daughters had been raped, and now, Jeanette could tell she was about to face that same fate.

"I'm not through with you..." Craig said, his gravely voice sounding even deeper than before, "I never was through with you, and I'm never going to be through with you..."

"But..." Jeanette tried to respond.

"What?" He responded. "You thought I was actually going to let you go when I got my money? No chance, girly. I had plans for you. Big plans. I would have let you have your pick... you could've spent the rest of your life singing. For me. Let me be your manager. Turn you into a big solo artist."

"Or..." Jeanette asked.

"Or, I could have turned you into an amateur erotica star..."

Jeanette was smart, but she had no idea what erotica, she never heard anyone talk about erotica before, but she didn't like the sounds of it.

"And we start now..." Craig said, as he pulled back the covers, and climbed into Jeanette's bed, sitting on top of her.

"Oh God, please don't do this to me!" Jeanette screamed.

"Jeanette?!" Brittney cried from outside the locked bedroom door. "Jeanette, what's going on in there?!"

"I'm being..." Jeanette attempted to call back, but Craig slapped his hand over her mouth.

"Keep that trap shut, got it?!" He whispered to her, as she started to cry.

Brittney attempted to break the door down, but was having no such luck. "Simon! Eleanor! Alvin! Theodore! Come quick! Jeanette's in trouble! Hurry! Hurry!"

The rest of the kids almost tripped over each other, as they raced upstairs to where Brittney was frantically calling.

"What's going on?!" Simon asked.

"Jeanette's in trouble, I think!" Brittney cried, as she continued to break the door down, while Alvin, Theodore, and Eleanor joined her.

Simon had another idea. He raced into Miss Miller's garage, and found a two-story tall ladder, which he struggled to pull over to the chipettes' bedroom window. As the rest of the kids continued to try to break down the bedroom door, inside, Craig struggled to pull off Jeanette's underwear with his one good hand. Especially since Jeanette was struggling to squirm.

"Sit still!" He commanded her.

"Please! Don't do this to me!" Jeanette pleaded.

"I'll do whatever I please!" He barked.

Jeanette tried to think of someway she could get Craig to stop what he was doing, until finally, she came up with a line. A rather clever line.

"I have AIDS!" She screamed.

Craig froze. "You what?!"

"I have AIDS!" Jeanette told him again, just as Simon positioned the ladder, and ascended it to see what was going on.

"You do not!" Craig said, not buying into Jeanette's story.

"It's true!" She told him. "I've just recently been diagnosed with it... I... I only have a few more months..." Jeanette continued, still crying.

"You really have AIDS?!" Craig asked, sounding a bit intimidated.

Jeanette sniffed. "Yeah..."

"Oh... oh! Oh shit!" Craig said as he fell off of Jeanette's bed, zipping his pants back up. "Oh... I touched that gash on your leg! I'm a walking disease factory! Oh God, now I only have a few more months myself!"

Craig ran over to the door, and flung it open, causing the rest of the kids to fall in, just as Simon broke through the bedroom window. Craig jumped over the kids, and ran out of the room.

"What was that all about?" Brittney asked.

"Boy... was he a chump..." Jeanette said, "he actually believes I have AIDS..."

"You told him you have AIDS?" Simon asked.

"To get him to not rape me." Jeanette responded.

Simon smiled, and wrapped his arms around Jeanette's shoulders. "Quick thinking saves the day."

"What are we waiting for?" Brittney in mock heroism. "Let's get him!"

Craig tripped down the stairs, just as Alvin, Theodore, and Eleanor chased after him, lead by Brittney.

"You're going to get it now, bub!" Brittney yelled at Craig, as he picked himself off the floor. "You're going to pay for all that you did to my little sister!"

"And my big sister!" Eleanor added.

"And our friend!" Alvin and Theodore added.

"Please, don't hurt me!" Craigh pleaded.

"Oh God, you're so pathetic!" Brittney barked.

"You hurt Jeanette! There isn't any way we're going to let you get away with it!" Eleanor added.

Craig lept to his feet, and ran out the frontdoor, just as the grown-ups returned home. The police hopped out of their car, and aimed their guns at him.

"Stop!" Commanded the captain. "In the name of the law!"

"I ain't spending my last few months in jail!" Craig cried, still fearing that he caught AIDS from Jeanette, as he ran down the sidewalk.

The police opened fire, but Craig kept running.

"We're in pursuit, we're in pursuit..." the captain spoke into the C.B. just as they drove off after him.

Dave and Miss Miller ran into the house.

"Thank God you kids are alright!" Dave said, scooping them all up in his arms, and embracing them.

"Where's Jeanette?!" Miss Miller asked.

"She's upstairs," Brittney told her, "Simon's taking care of her..."

Miss Miller made her way upstairs, as Dave put the others down.

"How did you kids do it?!" He asked.

"It wasn't easy," Brittney said, "it took a lot of brains, and a lot of courage, but eventually, we found her."

"You kids are incredible," Dave complimented, "risking your lives to save a friend... and a sister... I can't even begin to tell you how proud I am of all of you for... for... is something burning?!"

Theodore and Eleanor gasped. "The grilled cheese!" They ran into the kitchen, smoking seeping out of the doorway as the grilled cheese sandwich burned, almost catching fire.

Miss Miller ran over to Jeanette's bedside, and embraced her tightly. "Oh, Jeanette," Miss Miller said, shedding tears of joy, "I thought I'd never see you again!"

Jeanette held on to Miss Miller tightly, "I didn't think I'd ever see you again, either!" Jeanette began crying as well.

"Thank God you're still alive, Jeanette!" Miss Miller said, hugging Jeanette even tighter, but then stopping. "Simon said you have injuries?"

Jeanette pulled her skirt up, revealing the bloody bandage around her right thigh, and the red burn streak on her left thigh.

"What did that bad man do to you?!" Miss Miller asked, really sounding like an overprotective mother, coddling a baby.

"He hit me with a hatchet..." Jeanette said, placing her right hand on the wound on her right thigh, "then his cigarette burned me here..." Jeanette pointed to the burn on her left thigh.

"Oh, you poor thing," Miss Miller cooed, "you must be in a lot of pain?"

"Yeah..."

"He also kicked her in the back with really heavy boots." Simon added.

"He didn't break your back, did he?!" Miss Miller asked.

"I don't know..." Jeanette responded.

"Does it hurt?"

"Kind of... like a dull pain, right in the middle of my spine..."

"We need to get you to a hospital..." Miss Miller said, as she gently scooped Jeanette up off her bed, and carried her out of the room.

"You didn't get a fire started, did you?" Dave asked Theodore and Eleanor, as they left the kitchen.

"No, thank goodness," Eleanor said, "if we had been a second or two late, then there would have been a disaster."

"David?" Miss Miller asked, carrying Jeanette downstairs. "Can you watch Brittney and Eleanor for me while I take Jeanette to the hospital?"

"Aw, can't we come too?" Brittney pleaded.

"Please?" Eleanor added.

"Jeanette needs all of us right now!" Brittney told her.

"Can they please come with me, Miss Miller?" Jeanette asked, not wanting to be seperated from her sisters again so soon.

"Okay, sweetheart." Miss Miller told Jeanette, before kissing her on the head.