A/N: I'm back! I've been busy moving into my new college. and then I was gonna type up a chapty last night but I decided to dye my hair Gerard Red. :D any hoo thanks for all the reviews. Especially MiYuSaYoMi in Advance12 . I'm not trying to pick favorites I just like lengthy reviews. Little did you know this but VictoryX2292 runs off of reviews. The small Killjoys in my brain don't get enough reviewfood and can't will me to make another chapter. Remember that...ANY HOO :D Enjoy!

Helena starred in horror at her communicator band. It was still blinking it's last message.

AMBUSHED. FOLLOW SIGNAL. THE ONLY HOPE FOR ME IS YOU NOW.

BOOMER OUT

"This can't be happening." Helena said breathlessly. She looked up to the others. It surprised her when she saw them all looking to her. Then it clicked. She was in charge now. She had to make an order.

"Erm...ok..." She said stepping into the center of her living room. The TV still hummed in the background from when they were playing video games only moments ago. She wracked her brain. What would her father do in a situation like this.

"AJ...Go to Mikey and Baby Dolls. Get everything you can and load it into a duffel bag. Rocket, get a med kit ready and load it into Turnstile's van." She could feel the sweat roll off of her temple. AJ and Rocket nodded and headed out.

Helena turned to Turnstile and his group.

"You know your team. What are your strengths and weaknesses?" She asked trying hard not to twittle her fingers together.

Crow raised hand.

"I'm good with fire arms." He said quietly. Turnstile nodded.

"He's right. He ranked top in his group. He can shoot a can off a post from a thousand yards away." He said proud of his team mate.

"Ok." Helena nodded. "You go with AJ. Mikey's house is the blue and white one. Tell her what kind of gun you are best with. Baby Doll has them all."

Crow nodded and turned leaving. Helena and Turnstile looked at Sky who's eyes were on her feet.

"What can you do?" Helena asked. Sky bit her lip and shrugged.

"She didn't get much training." Turnstile said annoyed. Sky looked at him with a deadly glare but nodded ashamed.

"I'm sorry. I'm not sure how much good I would be?" She said still avoiding eye contact.

Helena smiled sympathetically.

"How do you feel about blood?" She smirked kindly and tilted her head to the side. "Does it make you queasy or faint?"

Sky shook her head.

"Oh lord no!" She chuckled. "I've seen so many people get shot or injured in battle even the grossest wound wouldn't phase me."

"Good." Helena nodded and wrapped an arm around Sky's shoulder. She ushered her towards the door.

"You can work with Rocket. He's a great medic. Our Uncle Ray taught him everything he knows." She said opening the door and pointing to Ray and Static's house.

Sky's face lit up.

"Really?" She giggled "Thanks." and she skipped off out the door.

Helena turned shaking her head as she shut the door.

"Damn..." Turnstile said leaning on her couch with his arms crossed. Helena looked up raising an eyebrow.

"Boomer was right about you." He smirked eyeing her up.

"And what the heck is that supposed to mean?" She snapped pulling her skirt down a little further to cover herself better.

"Nothing." He shrugged.

Helena rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. I don't have time for you. I'm going to change into something a little more...combat." She said looking at her skirt and cowboy boots.

"Stay down here...Don't touch anything!" She pointed in his face and started for the stairs.

"You know I could help you pick out an outfit." Turnstile smirked. Helena slammed the door loudly.

Turnstile chuckled to himself shaking his head.

"She is gonna be trouble."

He waited about ten minutes for her to get ready. Despite her warning he couldn't help but observe the many photos on the mantel and hung on the wall. Almost all of them were of Helena as a child. Her hair was all black and her face looked like it had been squished down, but he could tell it was still her. Some were her with her parents at the music studio. Others were birthday parties or driving the Trans AM. As he looked through the pictures he couldn't help but feel a sort of resentment. Life was so simple here, so weirdly...normal. His hand stumbled on a framed picture of Helena and her parents. A large birthday cake sat in the middle of a table with a large 6 candle in the middle. They all looked so happy.

"I thought I told you not to touch anything!" Helena's voice made him jump.

He smirked and kept his back to her as he put the photo back.

"So did you get some work done or did you just grow out of those chubby cheeks?" He said turning.

"Your lucky I don't like to swear or I'd rip you a new one." She said with a glare but a hint of a smile. Then his eyes traveled down. His jaw dropped.

Her hair was tied back into a tight pony tale. Her two red streaks stuck out and framed her face. She had on a tight black shirt and a red and black plaid jacket that stopped below her chest. Around her waist she had a studded silver belt lined with batteries. Crisscrossing over that she had another solid red belt with her gun tucked in its holster. She had on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans that faded at the knee. She ad replaced her cowboy boots with a pair of red vintage Converse All Stars. The laces tucked in tight.

She marched up to him and straightened the picture frame.

"I grew out of my baby fat thank you. Now get to the van. The others should be ready." She said glaring him in the eye. He took a second to remember how to speak.

"You sure like red and black huh?" He raised an eyebrow. She let out a heavy sigh.

"And you like black and white. Woopty doo! Now that we're done stating obvious things would you like to get back to the task at hand or would you like talk more about color coordination?"

"I'd like to start the rescue mission now please..." He said in a small voice, biting both his lips and turning to leave to keep himself from looking down her shirt. He really had to stop doing that. It was only a matter of time before she put a gun to his head.

Helena lead the way to the garage where the others were already waiting.

AJ and Crow were loading two bags into the back of the van. She went over her list as he checked the bags to make sure everything was there.

"Do we have the case of batteries and wind up charger?" AJ asked peeking over her paper. Crow nodded brushing his hair from his face.

"Yeah, do you think we'll need the solar charge as back up or should we save it for the food cooler? Also I think we're low on Lazer Gun Igniters." He said lifting up a few boxes that had small square rocks in them.

"I'm impressed." AJ smiled. "Most people don't know Lazer Guns need ignighter cubes. They all just think you put a battery in and a magic beam of light pops out."

Crow shrugged. AJ starred a second longer and then shook her head.

"Ok, how are we on explosives?" She continued.

Rocket was going over the med kit with Sky in the back corner.

"If a person is hit in any place other than the chest, wrap the gauze like this." He said folding a small piece into a small square. "And put pressure on the wound. Then wrap the area keeping presser on too. Then tie it like this." He said using her arm to show her. Instead of her usual flirtatious giggle she just nodded and watched carefully.

"What do you do if it is a hit to the chest?" She asked watching him tie. He took a second to review in his head.

"Well...depending on the area and weapon...a lazer hit to the chest will knock you out cold but not necessarily kill you. If that's the case you take the person to a safe area and put this cream on." He said holding up a small tube. "It will start healing the burn mark fast. If it's a bullet, depending on the area put pressure on it as much as possible. Try and keep the blood in and tie it tight. If it hit a vital organ like a lung or the heart...the best you can do is just make that person comfortable and keep them calm."

Instead of batting her eyes like she normally did Sky's eyes widened like a cat.

"How do you know so much?" She smiled and undid the mock-bandage.

Rocket just shrugged and brushed his black hair from his face.

Helena cleared her throat as she entered.

"How is it looking?" She asked looking around.

"Weapons are all checked and ready." AJ said proudly. Rocket packed up the med kit and put it in the van.

"All medical supplies are up to date and I briefed Sky on your basics." He said with a nod.

"Good. Time for us to roll out. The signal for Boomer is still strong but they've made a lot of miles between us." Helena said looking at her wrist. "I've linked the signal to the vans GPS."

They all agreed and loaded into the van. AJ, Sky, Crow and Rocket sat in the back while Helena and Turnstile sat upfront. Turnstile drove while Helena watched the CB radio and monitor for any signs of activity.

They followed the signal for about ten hours. Finally they agreed to stop for camp. AJ and Sky set up the tents while Crow and Turnstile made the fire. Rocket helped Helena gather what little twigs and dead trees they could find as firewood. they ended up using mostly tumble weeds and dried cactus. Finally they had settled in. Two large tents sat next to the van while meat stuck into sticks over the fire. It was an awkward silence for a while as they ate. Finally Turnstile let out a heavy sigh.

"So am I going to be the first to break the silence or does somebody have a ghost story?" He said leaning back in the sand. AJ sat up.

"One time I caught a wild raccoon!" She said with a large smile on her face.

"It was a squirrel." Rocket corrected.

"Well it was the size of a raccoon." AJ shrugged.

Turnstile starred at them blankly.

"One time I got into a fight at a club." Helena said casually. They all looked at her astounded. "Well...It wasn't really a club...more like a restaurant. And I wasn't in the fight it was more Boomer...I kinda stood in the corner...and it wasn't really a fight, more of some guy trying to hit on Boomer."

Turnstile flared his nostrils.

"That story...may have physically hurt my brain." He said rubbing his head.

"Fine then you tell a better one tough guy!" AJ said putting her hand in the air.

Turnstile smiled at the challenge.

"Fine." He sighed and leaned forward putting his elbows on his knees.

"Oh please." Sky scoffed. "I know all of your stories and none of them are scary."

Turnstile shot her a dirty glare.

"This is one you haven't heard yet." He said through his teeth. She ignored him and looked away.

Turnstile cleared his throat and continued.

"About three years ago I was on a privet mission just out side the city. Tonic wanted me to go to an abandoned junk yard. He said he needed spare parts for the vehicles and machines around base. It was about a days drive. I was told that when I got there a guy named Crank was supposed to meet me there. Tonic told me I'd recognize him because he had a prosthetic arm. The thing was when I got there the place was like a ghost town. Not a single person in sight. I wondered around for hours. Finally when I was ready to leave I heard a strange noise...Kinda like gears twisting and turning. I looked over to see an RV tipped over on its side. I called out for Crank but no one answered. I reached my hand out for the door. The second my fingers touched that handle THE DOOR POPPED OPEN! I jumped back and rolled out of the way of the flying door. When I looked up I saw something impossible..."

Turnstile paused eyeing everyone up for reactions. AJ had wide eyes. Helena had clasped her hands around AJ's arm. Her bottom lip shook a little.

"W-what did you see?" Helena asked in a small voice. Turnstile got close in her face and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"When I jumped back and my eyes focused...I found myself standing before...a rogue Draculoid." he took a step back and looked to the others. "As it stood I heard gears twisting and grinding. In its left hand it had CRANKS PROSTHETIC ARM!"

Helena may have been the only person to jump.

"That was a lame story." Sky yawned. AJ nodded pulling Helena's stiff hand from her arm.

"Yeah everyone knows the Draculoids quit working when BL/ind went down." She said standing up and stretching.

Turnstile's shoulders slouched defeated.

"But it was real! I swear!" He pleaded. Sky and AJ nodded as they headed to the girls tent.

"Your full of shit, T. Good night." Sky said waving good night.

Helena stood up clinging to herself.

"Um...I'd better be getting to bed too." She said looking around as if something were watching them.

"Good night everyone. See you in the morning." She waved and dashed to her tent.

Turnstile looked back to Crow and Rocket.

"Does no one believe me?" He asked putting his arms out.

Crow just shook his head and went to the boys tent. Rocket just shrugged and followed. Finally it was just Turnstile. He let out a heavy sigh and kicked some sand on the fire to put it out. Disappointed he headed into the tent and zipped it up tight.

A/N: I know this is a shitty filler chapter, I promise better ones later...possibly next chapter. I still need to work out some story flow stuff but soon! Let me know your thoughts in the Reviews... Reviews=Brain food.