Here it is chapter 7 I am sure you have been waiting with bated breath. PS check out my challenge request on my profile if you have not already.
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Mickie hit the deck as several bullets punched though the door and Clive running low pushed open the door and raising his gun. Mickie was shocked at the sight she saw. Alice was in the middle of the room spraying bullets with Steve's riffle. The three men were obviously not expecting her to do this. They seemed to have barely made it out of their seats. Mickie could see Steve slumped over the arm of the chair. Blood dripped from his out stretched hand onto the ugly carpet. Tom was still sitting half a cigarette still in his mouth, stuck to his cheek by a splattering of blood. She could not see Daniel from where she was, but from the look on Alice's face it seemed that all three of her tormentors had been disposed of. As Clive stepped out of the door way and aimed his gun Alice spotted him, she looked almost iconic stood there in just her underwear holding a riffle that was way too big for a girl of her size to be carrying. She let off another burst of bullets but her aim was off and she only caught Clive on the arm. The man ducked for cover behind the sofa holding his bleeding arm, and his partner the one who had done all the talking went to the doorway.
He only needed one bullet. Alice hit the ground like a stone, the bullet hit her between the eyes and the silence was now defining. Randy didn't even have to think about it. While the tall man was still looking out for anyone else Randy clocked him from behind. The man fell to the floor unconscious, Randy glanced at Clive on the ground and gave him a swift kick in the side of the head putting him out of action too. "Mickie, come on we have to go now." Randy shouted at her and Mickie stood up, she felt like she was going to be sick but now was not the time to be doing anything like that. Mickie reached out and grabbed hold of the hand Randy was offering her.
Mickie glanced back around the room as they ran though it, both men were still down and obviously were not getting up any time soon, this did not mean that they wouldn't come after them. Mickie finally saw Daniel and she wished she hadn't. His face was completely missing. He was leaning back on the base of the sofa head on the seat and his arse on the floor, what he had been doing down there in the first place Mickie dreaded to think.
Randy threw open the door and pulled Mickie into the street with him. He knew for now they had to hide, those guys were not going to let them go this easily and if they ran into any more gangs that would be it for them. Pulling Mickie into what looked like a back alley Randy was frantically looking for anywhere they could lie low for an hour or so.
They passed door after door but nowhere looked quite right. It was either too unstable, too noisy or was locked. Randy finally spotted it. There was a door leading into the side of one of the buildings, it was down three steps and obviously went under the building. Opening the door quietly Randy poked his head round. He saw two washing machines, and two tumble dryers. There was also a bench in the middle of the room and a corner for manual drying. "Perfect." Randy whispered as he ushered Mickie inside. The room was undamaged from the earthquake, it seemed like this one little part of San Francisco had survived just like Mickie and Randy had done, now they were going to take full advantage of that fact.
"We need to stay here for a while, those guys will come to try and find us. I know they won't give up that easily." Randy said as he pulled out some sheets from the tumble dryer and started to build a place where they could rest. Mickie watched him with slight amusement, she was surprise she could smile at a time like this but it did feel good, now they were out of immediate danger.
"What are you smiling at?" Randy asked as he looked at Mickie who had a definite grin on her face. "I never took you for the domestic type." Mickie said and came over to help him lay out the sheets in the corner, so if anyone was to open the door they would not bee seen. Mickie sat down on the sheets and lean her back against the wall. She let her head fall back against the wall and sighed. Randy looked over at her and couldn't help but smile at the way she had let her body relax and her face seemed to loose years. "We still need to find the others Randy, now more than ever, it maybe ironic but now we are the ones that could use their help." Mickie said turning her large brown eyes on to him and Randy couldn't help but stare at her. "I know, we are as lost and as in as much trouble as they could ever have been." Randy said not breaking eye contact with her. Mickie blushed under Randy's gaze and she had to advert her eyes before she did something she might regret.
Randy didn't know why Mickie had looked away from him, he was sure that he could have just lent forward then and kissed her, but she had turned away, like she didn't want him to look at her. He supposed they had been though a lot, seen too much for such a short space of time. He had not exactly been there for her, but he didn't want her too feel like he didn't care, because he did care about her perhaps more than he should.
Mickie pulled her knees up to her chin, there was no heat in the room, the power had been out all over the city for a while now, probably shut off by the power company because of all the downed lines, much better that people got cold and food got spoiled than anybody got electrocuted. Tucking her arms around her knees Mickie made herself as small as possible to keep in her body heat. She jumped slightly as she felt an arm go around her shoulders. When she realised it was Randy she allowed herself to lean against his firm chest and she relaxed her body against him. He felt warm under her skin and she suddenly started to feel very sleepy.
Randy couldn't resist when he saw her curl herself up in to a ball, he knew she was cold he could see the goose bumps rise all over her arms. Reaching over he pulled her in to himself. She flinched at first, but she soon allowed him to pull her close. Randy rested his chin on the top of her head and inhaled her sent and closed his eyes. He thought if this was only a different time and a different situation this would be something he had been dreaming about for a long time, longer than anyone especially Mickie could have ever known. They had always just been good friends, yes they flirted a little who didn't but nothing had ever gone beyond that, for one reason or another it had just not happened for them. Now Randy was alone with her in a cold damp room and holding her close and all he could do was listen out for any signs that they had been found.
Mickie must have fallen asleep, she was being shaken away by some one. "Mickie, Mickie wake up we have to get out of here." The voice was calling her and shaking her violently, but Mickie couldn't seem to open her eyes. "Damm it Mickie wake up."
Randy had tried waking Mickie up after another aftershock started, but it was too late, the part of the stone staircase that they had been hiding behind had struck her on the head and she wasn't moving. Randy could have easily picked her up and carried her out, but he didn't know if it was any safer out there than it was in here. That was until the roof above them stated to give way. This aftershock was obviously centred much closer to them and although it did not have the power of the first, it didn't need it with all the damage that had already been done. Randy watched as he bent over Mickie's body as the roof came down covering the door. He rolled Mickie and himself out of the way as the stairway they wee hiding under gave a loud crack and started to come down. Randy felt the pain in his ankle before the pain in his head and he could do noting but cover Mickie and pas out.
Mickie could feel her breathing was restricted by a heavy weight, but the weight felt warm, it was not like the debris from earlier that evening, which scratched ripped at her legs. Opening her eyes Mickie saw Randy lying half on her half under a pile of rubble. She gentle sat up and looked down at him. His lower legs were covered by a large part of the stairway. Mickie could not assess for any damage because she could not see any part of his legs. "Randy can you here me." Mickie said speaking firmly but quietly, just in case anyone was looking for them. Randy did not reply, Mickie could see a small trickle of blood coming out of a gash in his head, it did not look serious but she was worried that he was unconscious.
Perhaps that what had happened to her, when all this had happened, she did not remember another quake, in fact all she did remember was Randy calling to her but not being able to wake up. Mickie carefully moved to a sitting position and allowed Randy's head to lie in her lap. She placed a hand on his face brushing away some of the debris and dust that had fallen on him. She winced at the cut to his cheek and she touched his face softly with he finger as if to offer him comfort from the pain he wasn't feeling yet. Mickie couldn't resist, she bent her head and placed a kiss just below his eye and just above the wound.
Randy felt Mickie's lips on his cheek, they were so soft and gentle he wanted to break out in a smile, except the pain in his ankle was preventing it. Randy allowed his eyes to open and he was looking directly into Mickie's face, it was almost worth the agony just to see that look in her eyes. "Well hello." Randy said though a gritted teeth smile. Mickie's face dropped when she saw the anguish on his. "Randy what is wrong?" Mickie asked trying to see what was wrong with him.
"It's my ankle I think it is bust." Randy said not trying to sit up but pull himself forward a bit so he could get out from under the stone. Mickie realised what he was doing and she pulled her self up and behind him. Randy allowed her to take hold of one of his arms and help him.
"Damm it!" Randy shouted as he pulled himself free enough to lean against the wall. Mickie was at his ankle looking it over and running her hands up his calf. "I think it's broken." She said giving him a faint smile. "Great I thought that too, now what?" Randy said angry at this new development, not only would he now not be able to protect Mickie but she was going to have to help him. "We can stay here for a while, but I am not sure how safe this building is." Mickie said looking around and actually seeing no way out. "Oh no we are out of here, or at least you are, another aftershock and this will all come down on our heads." Randy said also looking round and seeing the blocked door. "You have to go." He said to Mickie and Mickie turned on him.
"I won't leave you Randy." She said folding her arms in front of her chest. "Oh and how are you going to get me out of here?" Randy said pointing to the door which was covered in debris. "I will have to shift some of it so I can pull you though." Mickie said going over to the door and seeing that it was going to be harder than it looked, and even if she could shift enough of it, she didn't know how far she could drag him.
"Mickie come here please." Randy said in the softest voice Mickie had ever heard him use. "You have to go, get help and come back, that is the only way I am getting out of this room." Randy said not liking this one bit, she would still have those men to look out for, but now there had been another aftershock, he was sure they were probably hiding out somewhere. "No I can't do that what if.." Mickie couldn't finish her sentence, she just lent forward and planted her lips on Randy's. Randy was shocked at first the pleased, then he was kissing her back with all he had. Mickie pulled back breathless. "Now you have to stay alive or there will be no more of that." Mickie said a small smile on her face and Randy caught her hand as she was about to stand up. "Please be carful, find someone you can trust, don't risk your life for me." Randy said pulling her back down towards him and placing his forehead on hers. "If you can't find anyone leave me and get to safety, I mean it, I don't want us to both die down here." Randy said as he placed his lips on hers once more.
Mickie would not cry, she was going to find someone to help her and Randy if it was the last thing she did, but she had to get out of this room fast or she wasn't ever going to leave. Standing up and giving Randy a sad smile she said. "I will be back no matter what." Not giving Randy time to reply she ducked down and squeezed though a gap at the base of the door, it was only just big enough for her and it was pretty dangerous thing to do but time was of the essence here and she knew Randy was counting on her. Standing upright just below street level Mickie scanned the area but saw no one, moving up the stairs she turned down a side street and began her mission to get help.
Oh there we go I am cruel to randy and Mickie aren't I at least I let them have a snogg. As always please review and let me know what you think. Do you like the action/drama chapters or do you like the fluffy/ hurt comfort chapters, let me know am I getting the balance right.