"She's what?", Ron pulled the bike to the side of the road
"She's awake", the image shifted and landed on Kim
"Ron?", asked Kim, it was a weak voice, but it was definatly Kim, Ron then sped off and checked into the nearest motel. He got into the room and started talking to Kim on his cell phone, "So you've been looking for Jessica this whole time?"
"Yep, i'll be in Chicago by tomorrow, im gonna get our daughter back and kill those bastards that took her"
"So you have no idea who this Grim guy is?"
"Not a clue, and i've nearly gotton myself killed finding him"
"What about this Sean Ryder guy?"
"Kim, I don't know anything"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Yea, stay in the hospital, this is too dangerous for you in your condition"
"Im just worried about you"
"Im just trying to survive, but I don't understand these guys. They keep trying to attack me, yet i've taken so many down so easily. It's as if they're testing me,it's like they want me to find them. I just don't get it, why did they attack us? Why is this so personal? WHO ARE THESE GUYS?" Ron was so angry he punched the wall leaving a dent in it.
"Ron? Ron, are you ok?"
"No Kim, im far from ok. Im actually kind of scared, and I took down aliens with my bare hands. I have no idea what's gonna happen, I have no idea if Jessica is ok, I just, I got nothin."
"Ron, don't go back to your old ways, you've come so far, I have faith in you"
"It just feels too trapish"
Kim giggled, "There's a phrase I haven't heard in a while"
"I just, I don't know what to do"
"It's simple, get to Chicago, find these guys, kick their asses, and bring our daughter back home"
Ron smiled, "I love you"
"I love you too"
Ron rode all the way the next day until he finally reached Chicago. He was almost amazed at the windy city, realising he'd never been there before. He rode all day just looking over the city. He rode until he reached the slums of Chicago, while he was riding he saw an elderly man walking the down the street with a bag of groceries and Ron saw him drop them. He stopped his bike and ran to help the man.
"Thank you son, it's hard to deal with this stuff at my age", said the man
"Hey, it's no problem" replied Ron, "Take it easy", Ron began to walk back to his bike
"Excsue me son, do you by any chance need a place to stay?"
"No thank you sir, I can manage"
"You sure about that Mr. Stobbable?"
Ron stopped and turned, "How do you know my name?", the old man reached into his pocket and pulled out a badge, Ron recognized it as a Global Justice badge, "For God's sake, is there anywhere in this country you guys arn't"
"Afraid not son, care to come inside?", He pointed to an old boxing gym
"Fine", Ron grabbed his bags and followed the old man, he was about in his mid sixties looked harmless enough. Ron entered with him into the gym, inside there was exercise equipment, punching bags, a practice ring, all sorts of stuff. "So who are you?", asked Ron
The old man turned to him, "Oh sorry, names Arnold, Arnold Edwards", he stuck out his hand and Ron shook it, "Im what you would call a 'Watch tower' for Global Justice. Dr. Director contacted me and told me you might need a place to stay and some help."
Ron thought for a minute, "You got an extra room here?"
"Right up the stairs, you can unpack, and make yourself at home. I'll call you down for Dinner and we'll talk buisness.", Arnold went back into an office.
Ron went up the stairs and he entered a small bedroom and began to unpack. He then took out his wallet and looked at a picture of Him, Kim, and Jessical all together. He looked at the picture and whispered to himself, "Jessica, I swear im gonna find you, even if it kills me"