The Stark Effect
~Chapter 8~
The scream of an eight-year old girl pierced the air, stretching on for at least five minutes. Jo elbowed Fargo in the ribs, shutting him up.
Zane raised an eyebrow. "Fargo screams like a little girl?"
Fargo cleared his throat nervously. "No!" Jo rolled her eyes and stood up, stretching her limbs. She swept her gun up from the ground and slung it over her shoulder.
"Sounds like we aren't the only ones in this dimension." Henry said, also standing to peer out the window. Along with the roar, it had begun to storm, a downpour of rain making it almost impossible to see three feet into the night.
A Jo Lupo smile grew on the Head of GD Security's face. "Looks like I get to use this baby after all!" Everyone was now standing nervously, except for Jack, who was resting against the post of one of the infirmary beds.
Allison shook her head, motioning for Jo to put down her gun. "I don't think so; we are staying in GD, where it's safe-"
"And dry," Charles muttered.
As the others argued, Jack sighed and closed his eyes. The pain in his head was now only a low pounding, but his fractured leg had started to painfully throb. He breathed deeply as he absently rubbed his leg.
"Dad?" The sudden voice startled Jack. He opened his eyes and his breath caught in his throat for a moment; standing over him with a look of shock was Taggart. He looked to his right, in the direction of the voice he heard, right into the face of his only daughter Zoe. Zoe looked a mixture of surprise and relief. "Dad, what happened? How did you get here?" She took in his bloodied head and disheveled state. "And what happened to your suit?"
Jack looked at himself with a laugh; he really must look a mess. "Well, it's a long story, Zoe. I'm fine though, really- I promise everything is going to be okay."
Zoe's eyes widened in alarm as her father began to vanish from sight. "Dad? Dad!"
"-Jack? Jack!"
Jack gasped as he came back to their strange death dimension. Allison knelt beside him, worry etched on her face. He noticed that only she remained in the small infirmary room.
Allison sighed. "Jo and Zane snuck off to find whatever made that roar. Henry took Fargo and Charles to look for them. Where were you?"
"At GD- the real GD. Zoe saw me and was really upset. I don't think she knows where I am." He tried to get up, but he was to weak to push himself up. "Help me up."
Allison bit her lip. "I don't think that's a good idea. You need to rest."
Jack glared at her. Knowing he was going to do anything but, Allison caved in and helped the stubborn sheriff up. The pair left the room and headed to catch up with the search group- little did they know what trouble awaited all of them.
A/N: A little short, but I still updated relatively quickly. I would have updated last night, but rehearsal got in the way. Please review; your feedback would be much appreciated!