Chapter 3

Chapter 3

When all four arrived at the party, Charley looked around and found her two friends who were waiting for her and the guys. When she spotted them she smiled and waved them over. Angeleen or Angie and Kassandra or Kass had met the biker mice when they were over at the garage one night for a girls' night to help Charley relax. Angie had managed to have another doctor replace her at the hospital, and Kass had closed her lawfirm early that evening. The guys were racing up the street and had come bursting into the garage to the very pleasing sight of three girls in nighties watching horror flicks and doing each other's nail polish.
Angie and Kass had taken very well to the fact that the guys were Martian, promised to keep it low, and had been fascinated by them. Not that the attention wasn't reciprocated. Throttle had become quite enamored by the raven haired layer. His bros had teased him with 'What is it with you and the strong women?' he'd just shrugged, smiled and said 'What can I say? I like a woman who knows what she wants.'

Vinnie on the other hand had his hands full with the mischievous, sarcastic, and fun loving blonde doctor. She'd made her intentions known right from the start when she looked him over and gave him a crooked grin to which Vinnie blushed. Modo and Throttle had burst out laughing liking her immediately, Vinnie agreed with them wholeheartedly.

"Hey guys! I can't get over you actually made it!" Angie, dressed as a devil in her body suit, fork tail, horns and pitch fork hugged Charley and looked the boys over in a look that brought out little rosy hues from below the fur on their cheeks.
"Lookin' good boys!"

"Oh my God! You came!" Kass came from behind in her playboy bunny suit and put her arms around Vinnie and Throttle's waist and hugged them close.

"Holy shit bro… We HAVE to start havin' Halloween on Mars,"

"You're tellin' me," Throttle looked at the three girls all dolled in their sexy costumes and couldn't help feeling a little turned on.

"And here I thought we were gonna have the upper hand with our macho hero costumes," Modo smiled at the girls and put a protective arm around Charley.

Angie and Kass were talking and stopped when they saw Modo's metal arm slip around Charley's waist. Both smiled knowingly at Charley who blushed and leaned back against her big mouse.

"I always knew you had a thing for big studdly mice. Never knew that you had such good taste though," Modo lowered his head to hide his grin and his blush under the wide brim of his hat.

"Any of you girls interested in big studdly mice?" Vinnie offered an arm, and chuckled when Angie took it eagerly.

"You know it hot shot. Come on. You can get me a drink," Angie hugged his arm and led him to the bar.

"Wanna come with me Kassie-girl?" Kass smiled, pulled on one of her rabbit ears shyly and took his arm.

"I'd love to handsome. Come, let's go dancing,"Kass pulled Throttle out onto the dance floor, leaving Modo and Charley alone.

"You wanna dance Charley ma'am?" Modo motioned to the dance floor.

"I thought you couldn't dance?" Charley turned around in his arm so she could look up at him.

"I can, sorta. Thoughtit would make ya happy darlin'," he stroked her cheek with his thumb praying that he wouldn't break any of her toes, not the impression I wanna make…

He led her out to the dance floor just as Nothing Else Matters by Metallica came on.

"Oh! I love this song," Charley put her arms around his shoulders… or as high as she could around his shoulders, and lay her head on his chest.

"Charley ma'am, I –"

"I like it when you call me darlin'," Modo smiled and his heart beat faster at her confession.

"Darlin'," He smiled when he felt her rub her cheek against his chest.

"I've been wantin' to talk to you for some time now. But… but I haven't been brave enough to just come out 'n say it," Modo hung his head in embarrassment, afraid to let her see his uncertainty.

"You? Not brave enough?!" Charley teased him, and stroked his cheek lovingly when she saw his smile failing to reach his eye.

"Yeah me… I'm not the mouse I use to be with my arm 'n missin' eye 'n all," hearing the sorrow in his voice, Charley reached up, caressed the left side of his face and ran her fingers over the strap of his eye patch. Then taking his bionic arm, she took his hand and placed it on her cheek.

"Modo, your qualities are what make you a great mouse. Any woman who doesn't see that is blind and doesn't deserve you. I'm really happy that you chose to share yourself with me," reaching up on her toes, she pulled him down for a kiss. When their mouths met both felt the immeidate intensity of it even though their lips had just brushed.

"Oh momma," Modo breathed in a ragged breath and looked down at Charley, hardly believing that such a small woman could knock him on his ass with a small kiss. She felt it too, he thought when he saw Charley running her fingertips over her lips where their mouths had met, her breaths coming in short gasps and her eyes never leaving his.

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out save for a small moan as she craved for his lips once more.

Seeing the desire in her eyes, Modo groaned and felt himself harden, especially when Charley's hands ran up his chest and curled around his neck, pulling him down once more. Damn… too bad there's so many people here…

Just like the first kiss, the initial touch sent a pleasurable jolt down their bodies as they molded their mouth's to each other. Modo coaxed Charley's mouth open with his tongue while reaching down and picking her off the floor with his hands on her ass. Instinctively wrapping her legs around his waist, Charley wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, running her fingers in the fur at the back of his head. Modo backed up until her back came in contact with a support beam in the middle of the dance floor. Gasping in surprise, Charley broke the kiss for a brief second, and took his mouth again hungrily trembling in her arousal at the deep growl escaping Modo's throat at her enthusiasm.

Finally coming up for air, they rested their foreheads against each other and regarded each other with crooked grins.

"I… I think I need a drink," Charley ran her hand down his chest, wow… I've never felt anything like that before…

"I'll go get us some drinks darlin'," Thankful for the chance to collect himself, Modo set her down walked over to the bar not noticing the figure hiding behind the big plant with the vile of poison in his hands.

"The mousie's approaching," sneered Greasepit, pulling the cork out.

Modo poured two glasses of the punch they were serving.
"How's it goin' big fella?" Modo turned to see Throttle behind him with his arms around Kass. Greasepit, got on all fours and inched over to the table

"This is my chance," he poured the entire vile into one of the glasses.

"Just getting' some drinks is all," he was about to turn back to get them but Kass put her hand on his arm urging him to look at her.

"You have no idea how lucky she is to have found you Modo. She really needs a good guy like you. She's had such bad luck in the past." She squeezed his wrist and smiled when he squeezed back.

"I don't know what happened in the past, but I don't care. She's mine now and I aim to make sure that she treated right,"

"Like knockin' her socks off," Throttle chuckled when Modo nearly spilled his drinks.

"Yeah, phew!!" Kass fanned herself, "that kiss was hot," she giggled and urged Throttle back on the dance floor.
Man! If Vinnie saw it he'll bug me about it for weeks… oh well…

He spotted Charley leaning against the beam and walked over offering her one of the glasses.

"Thanks handsome," she smiled at him, took a sip, and laughed when she felt his tail wrap around her waist, lift her off the floor, and into his arms.

His drink forgotten, Modo, held the woman of his dreams literally, he reminded himself with a smile, and lowered his mouth to hers.

"Where were we darlin'?" smiling at his playful nature, she put an arm around his neck, and other behind his head, coaxing him closer until he could feel the heat of her breath on his muzzle.

"I think I know," he chuckled when she played back and closed off the distance, taking her mouth in a deep passionate kiss in the middle of the dance floor. People stopped to look at the big brawny pirate under the spot light deeply kissing the angel in his arms, her wings draped over his muscled forearm. Women watched wistfully, wishing they were the one in his arms. Men applauded and cheered the pirate for having caught himself such a beauty.

Charley moaned and held on tighter, her feelings assaulting her senses to the point of nearly falling unconscious. Wait… something isn't right… her head was spinning, and her stomach started to spasm.
She gasped in pain, and clutched at Modo's coat lapels in pain.

"Charley?... Darlin' are you alright?" Modo looked down at Charley's pale face, and getting paler still. Her lips started taking on a blueish tinge and her breathing came in small gasps.

"Charley? Charley!" Modo looked around and caught sight of Greasepit making his exit through the back door of the center. That son of bitch! Wait 'til I get my hands on that pig! But first he had to find help… Charley's life depended on it. Where was Throttle? No, Angie! She's a doctor, she'll know what to do!

"Bros!" Throttle and Vinnie heard Modo's anguished yell and ran over with the girls behind them. They stopped at the arresting sight before them: Modo with a tear runnig down his cheek as he held a lifeless angel, her head and curls hanging over his arm.

"I think Charley's been poisoned. It was suppose to be me. I know it. I saw Greasepit leaving,"

"What?!" Vinnie and Throttle, ran up to him and looked at Charley's pale face, afraid that it was too late.

Reacting on years of training, Angie ran over, looked at the color of her lips, felt her faint breathing against her cheek, and swore.

"Shit! They used a fast acting poison. We'll have to purge it out of her quick before it reaches her blood stream. How long since she drank the punch?" Modo couldn't hear Angie through the loud agonizing beating of his heart in his ears.

"Modo! Pay attention to me! I need you to pay attention to me! How long since she drank the punch?!"

"I…less than 2 minutes ago,"

"We have to act fast! Guys, bring her to my place. I have stuff there that'll help her. But we have to move quick!"

They all rode out of the party at top speed following Vinnie as Angie gave him directions to get to her house. Once there, she ran up the stairs and opened the door, flicking on the lights. She threw a blanket and a few pillows on the marble island in her kitchen.

"Lay her on the island," Modo lay her down carefully, brushing the wisps of hair away from her face. He had removed his hat, and coat.

"Guys, if you have weak stomachs I suggest that you leave, now!"

"No way babe, we're staying for Charley. What do you want us to do?"

Angie nodded her approval, Charley you are one lucky girl to have friends like this, and pointed to the sink.

"There's a bucket under there," as Throttle reached under the sink, Kass came running out of the bathroom with a bottle of Ipecac,

"I found it!"

"Good! We have to give it to her now or it might be too late," Angie poured the brownish black syrup down Charley's throat and held her down when she tried to turn away.

"Guys, I could use some help right about now! The bucket!" Angie yelled as Charley started to convulse.

"What the hell was that stuff?"

"It's an emetic. It's gonna make her throw up," as though on cue, Charley sat up like the little girl from the horror movie they watched last week The Exorcist, and threw up into the bucket between her legs.

"Someone needs to hold her hair back and support her. I can guarantee she won't be conscious through all of this."

The mice looked worriedly at Angie who ran to get towels and face cloths out of her linen closet.

"We need to get her to throw up as much of the poison out of her stomach as possible,"

The retching went on for over 30 minutes. Charley was deathly pale, her eyes looked sunken in, her lips were blue, and she'd broken out into cold sweats shaking violently.
Throttle picked up the sides of the blanket she was sitting on and wrapped them close around her, giving the ends to Modo who held her. His metal arm was across her chest, holding her up, while his flesh hand held her hair away from her face.
Kass rooted through the cabinets with Vinnie looking for honey and lemon juice. Vinnie found the honey, and Kass found the lemon juice.

"Ok. That should have taken care of it. Now we need to feed her honey and lemon juice in small amounts," Modo reached out for the teaspoons she had in her hand, ready to do whatever was necessary.

"Give it to me Angie ma'am. I'll do it. Just let me know how much." Angie's heart twisted at the troubled look in his eye and how gentle he was with her.

"Just little bits at a time. The honey will coat her throat and stomach, allowing them to heal and the acid in the lemon juice will get rid of any infections. If you want to take a break, just holler. I'll be in the next room preparing beds for everyone. Charley can sleep in my bed."

"I'll be just fine. Hope you don't mind, but I ain't leavin' her side. I'll be sleepin' in that bed with her." Modo's statement left no room for argument. Angie simply nodded and went into her living room, pulling out her two hid-a-beds.