A/N: Slow updates, and forgive me for that. I'm getting lazy, which is not a good thing when you're keeping people waiting. Anyway, time for the next chapter. And my thoughts on the episode of Sad Sax? If I told you, I'd spoil the pairing. Make your own assumptions. What did you think? Did you like it, or was it pure butt?
Eileen's hypothesis was correct. The place got packed again, not as bad as this morning, but pretty intense nonetheless. There was a line going out of the door, but more people didn't show up constantly. Mordecai was running around with Eileen for a good forty five minutes before everyone was gone. Compared to the morning, that was more lenient. But his arms were sore again and he was panting.
"Only 10 minutes until quitting time. I'm going straight to bed as soon as I get home," Mordecai said.
"You and me both. And I'm a bit concerned about something," Eileen said.
"What is it?" Mordecai asked.
"Maragret. She's gone off the radar ever since her little dash from the shop. She doesn't look to eager to tackle this problem either," Eileen said.
"What does she have to run from?" Mordecai asked.
"In this situation, she's just as guilty as you. I suppose seeing you was a trigger to what happened. That, or she's attracted to you again," Eileen said.
"I bet money on the first choice. Either way, I never wanted things to be awkward between us," Mordecai said.
"Well, that's exactly what's happening," Eileen said, before the clock chimed, signaling quitting time. "Time to go. Need a ride?"
"Yeah. Rigby had to take the cart back because Benson was going to blow a gasket. Plus there's the fact that I didn't ask anyone to come get me," Mordecai said with a sheepish grin.
"Classic Mordecai," Eileen said smiling. "Come on. I'll give you a ride."
But when they turned to the door, the guy that was bothering CJ earlier was back. Only this time he had 4 other guys with him. Mordecai felt an intense apprehension when they walked in.
"You again?" Mordecai said, crossing his arms.
"Me again. I don't appreciate you throwing me out," he said.
"That's what happens when you bother a friend of mine. Be glad I didn't curb stomp you when you came back the third time," Mordecai said, his face even.
"Get him," the man said.
All 5 of them charged at Mordecai and he power slid under the legs of one guy. Eileen was already on the move, and they were out of the shop in a second.
Eileen tossed Mordecai the keys and he quickly made to start the engine and drive away.
"Whew. That was close. Luckily, I was good at baseball in high school," Mordecai said, before a loud crash was heard that made them jerk forward.
Mordecai looked back to see they same guys crashing into their car. Their car was easily faster than Eileen's.
"Crud," Mordecai said, before there was another crash that made them spin out of control.
Mordecai rapidly turned the wheel to try and regulate the car. It half worked until they hit a car that was on the other lane and sent them spinning again. Then they were hit again, which was a winner because it sent them tumbling down a hill on the side. Eileen quickly made to fasten herself in a seatbelt, but Mordecai was not as fast. The force caused him to fly out of the broken windshield and into a tree at a swift speed. Once he fell, he didn't move.
"Are they dead? If you killed them, we are done for!" one of the men said.
"Let's check em out," another one said.
Eileen could feel blood on the side of her head. When she heard the men, she tilted her head to the side and closed her eyes, motionless. She could hear gravel shuffling in the dirt from their footsteps.
"Aw man, where's the other guy?" one of them said.
"Over there. I think he got it the worst," one man said. "I didn't want to kill them! Especially the girl."
"Let's just get out of here," one of them said.
Eileen heard running before there was the sound of an engine turning over and a loud screech of tires. They were gone.
Eileen quickly unfastened herself out of the seatbelt and got out of the car. She fell to the ground as soon as she got out, her legs feeling like jelly. Her ears were ringing, but by the sound of things, Mordecai was in worse shape. That encouraged her to keep moving.
Eileen looked around the area and saw Mordecai's figure motionless on the ground.
"Oh, please be alive," Eileen said, desperately.
She limped over to him and put to fingers on his pulse point. It was faint, but it was there. Eileen quickly took her phone out of her pocket and quickly made steps to call 911.
"Can you send an ambulance quick? My friend is hurt after we crashed into a ditch," Eileen said desperately.
"We have your location. Wait there while paramedics get to your location," the woman on the other side said.
"Tell them to hurry up!" Eileen exclaimed, ending the call. "You better not Mordecai. Don't you even dare try."
Her eyes began to water before flinching from a sudden bite of pain on her head wound.
Eileen went up the ditch to wait for the paramedics when they arrived. The scrapes, bruising, and the concussion was bothering her badly, but she gritted her teeth tightly and tried her hardest to fight it.
She could finally hear the sounds of sirens heading their way.
"Where's the second victim?" the paramedic asked as soon as he saw Eileen.
Eileen swallowed hard. She did not like the sound of the word 'victim' at all.
"Down in the ditch," Eileen said through a strained voice.
They grabbed a stretcher and went down to go get Mordecai.
Eileen felt her knees suddenly spaz out before she fell to get ground.
"We got a bad accident here. Two victims. One a male blue jay, the other a female mole. Female will be through some pain, but she'll make it," the man said, as soon as he got Mordecai in the ambulance. He looked at Mordecai with a sad face. "The second... I wish I could say for certain."
Eileen let out a stifled sob at these words. She got in the ambulance and rode with Mordecai on the way to the hospital, praying the entire way.
A/N: Today's chapter was short, but I just wanted to get something cranked out for you guys. I certainly hope I've got you guys hooked for the next chapter. Poor Mordo. Until the next time.